I Don’t Love Warlock

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"This is my purpose." Jeva did not hide her eyes, glanced at Leo Chiguoguo's body again, especially staring at a special place for several seconds. She covered her mouth and took a breath, but her eyes were hotter. Even more, said to Leo Charm: "Vatra, you have also heard it. Become my exclusive gladiator. I believe you will not refuse. In this way, every time you get injured, your injury can be treated with the best ointment. . And you will get a luxurious room to rest, there is a special training ground, and even I will ask someone to teach you better fighting skills to help you win the final victory, such as the three strong."

Speaking of winning the last three powerhouses, Jeva's tone is particularly heavy, which makes Leo faintly understand that this is definitely not simple.

However, Jeva's purpose is also obvious, how could Leo agree? Almost without hesitation, he shook his head and said, "No need, Madam, I think I will prove it with my own strength."

Jeva's face suddenly became gloomy, and she looked at Leo coldly and said: "You think carefully, without me, you can only stay in a cold, multi-person shared room, and you can only use a copper coin if you are injured. A pack of ointment will not get better before the next battle, let alone independent training space and stronger combat skills. Maybe it is not me that you refuse today, but your own way to survive!"

Leo looked at the woman silently and shook his head.

The woman stared at Leo, to see if he really refused. After confirming that Leo was indeed not acting, she smirked and said, "Okay, okay, okay, I didn’t expect my eyes to be so good, not only a physical man, but also a brave man of will. .Very well, I’m not someone who would give up lightly. The more vigorous the horse, the more comfortable it will be to ride, and I will come again. Carney takes care of things, and I’m sorry to go ahead."

As soon as the voice fell, Jeva turned and left with her personal maid.

"Mrs. Jeva, go slowly!" Carney waited for her to leave with a smile. He slowly turned his head to look at Leo, his face became weird, and there seemed to be a trace of jealousy in it, and he kicked Leo's leg. Sneered, "Stupid fool, how many gladiators knelt down and begged for good luck, but you were actually pushed out by yourself. Mrs. Jeva is a high-class lady, if it weren't for her husband in the war She won't die if you die... Your kid will actually refuse, not bad, good spine."

Carney's face slowly turned cold, thinking about it, turning his head and saying to the servant: "Clean him and let him go back to his original room. Then you go get a pack of stinky ointment and let him treat it by himself. Don't worry about the others. "

"Yes, take care of things." The servant replied in fear.

"Stupid, deserve to die in the arena." Carney took a mouthful of phlegm and left the room with his hands behind his back.

The servant silently began to clean Leo afterwards. After a while, he couldn't help it anymore and said with pity: "Giant Bear, you, are you stupid? There are hundreds of gladiators in the big arena, that one. Isn't it that every day I imagined being taken by a certain lady and becoming the guest of the curtain? You are fine, and refused, don't you know that this is tantamount to pushing yourself to death?"

Leo asked in good time: "How do you say this? Can I defeat the three powerhouses by my own strength, and can't leave the arena?"

The servant stunned for a moment, and cursed with hatred of iron and steel, "Are you stupid or really stupid? The three powerful men are all characters who are proficient in combat skills and have their bodies tempered by potions. It's not that you rely on brute force and The simple fighting skills that I have learned can be compared. Defeating the three powerhouses has always been an act. The gladiators that some people fancy get what they want, but the gladiators that no one fancy can defeat the three powerhouses since ancient times. How many are there?"

Leo narrowed his eyes slightly, thought for a while and said, "That is to say, someone has done it before?"

The servant stayed for a while, rolled his eyes and said: "... Yes, but there are, but those are all for special reasons. After all, armor is not allowed in the arena games. In those few battles, the strong are in the arena because of the annoyance of the family. The inability to concentrate on things, coupled with the containment of old injuries, and then also have to add that those gladiators are geniuses who can create powerful combat skills, and maybe there are some hidden secrets that we don’t know, so there are so few special cases. To be honest, there are only a few cases in a few dozen hundred years. I am afraid that the odds are less than one in a million. Do you really think you can do it?"

Leo realized that the servant actually knew a lot, and he would not hide it. It is estimated that the gladiator did not care that the gladiator knew these things. Leo simply chatted with him, slowly gaining a general understanding of his situation.

He is the offspring of the sinner, but he is not that kind of felony, so he was bought by the arena since he was a child and trained as a gladiator. The arena is available in every city, **** hand-to-hand, for the nobles and wealthy people to watch. In this regard, it is much better than the arena on the wild human race ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ After all, weapons are used over there, and a battle is either life or death.

Leo's body started formal fighting three years ago, relying on his tall and strong physique, and his early ranking has risen extremely fast. But when it reached the fifty, the opponents were all skilled and tactically clever, but the figure became a burden, and he always swayed around fifty.

But he was lucky, and even if he lost, it was not fatal, so he survived until now.

"Even in fist fights, the death rate is half, and the rooms where the groups live are not flat." Leo listened to the servant's words and slowly inferred something.

After a while, the servant washed Leo's body, opened the chains of his hands and feet, and let him go back to the room by himself.

A room of about fifty square meters that can accommodate ten gladiators.

Leo walked into the room, and a man of about 1.8 meters ran over quickly, looking at Leo's injury and exclaimed: "So serious? How do you deal with the next game?"

"It's okay." Leo smiled indifferently, his eyes swept across the room, and found that three groups had formed in the entire room.

Leo and the man in front of him are a group, the three men on the other side are a group, and the other two are naturally also a group.

Three people are missing.

"What about the others?" Leo asked casually.

"Matt has gone to a gladiatorial fight. Although it is not easy to win, it shouldn't be difficult to survive. However, the guy who went to the south to the game, the opponent is the bloodthirsty claw, I guess it will be difficult to survive the one-minute countdown to surrender." The man with a scar shook his head and whispered.

Although the voice was lowered, the room was so big that the other two groups naturally heard it. The group of two had no reaction, even some expressions of gloating, but the group of people in the south showed sullen expression on their faces, looked at each other, and walked over together.