Nine Turns of Online Games Dragon Master

"It's so exciting. I didn't expect Brant to participate in today's revenge battle!"

"Dead, this Lengtouqing must be dead!"

Many smart people who are used to fighting openly and secretly have realized it.

The warrior slave camp might have offended someone.

But that doesn't matter anymore.

Because as soon as Brant, the strongest player of the Macedonian Empire, appeared, this fledgling gladiator would have been sentenced to death!

At this time, Li Le didn't seem to realize the seriousness of the problem.

He frowned slightly.

He muttered, "A senior gladiator rank 5, killing one more should be enough, right?"

In order to determine your own thoughts.

He also asked the other party, "Just you?"

Brant is a man with bare chest and breasts, a bit like Li Le's little brother of the barbarian king, except that his hair is blond, he holds a dagger in each hand, his eyes are sharp, and he is domineering.

"How many people are needed to kill you?" Brant stopped and looked at him without blinking.

"Oh, do you have 100 points?" Li Le asked again.

"100..." Brant's lips twitched, and the corners of his eyes twitched, as if he wanted to curse but didn't.

As a mad shadow gladiator, there are still 100 points in each game regardless of victory or defeat.

In the revenge battle, the Avenger has 10 times the points bonus, and the challenger has 5 times the points bonus.

If Li Le can defeat Brant, let alone 100 points, 500 points is also a problem!

Calling Brant down to 100 points is more of an insult than an inquiry.

"What are you..."

The anger value soared crazily.

"Death to me!"

Brant let out a roar, like a raging bull, and rushed towards Li Le fiercely.

Li Le didn't look at Brant's attributes.

Not because he thought Brant was good.

In other words, he didn't think Brant was trash, but that everyone present was trash.

In this case, he just wanted to make a quick decision, and after earning enough points, let go.

"Anxious!"

"Anxious!"

Li Le took a step back, and Brant slashed at him with two knives, overwhelming.

I have to say that this guy is not bad.

Almost catching up with one-tenth of his strength during the day.

With a little effort, he might be able to reach [-]% strength.

Of course, no more.

"ended!"

Li Le turned his body sideways, and his light voice wafted past Brant's ear.

Brandt lost his attack target. He thought it was a simple dodge, but suddenly, his head lightened.

A bright red hot stream sprayed out from the eyes.

"Blood! It's blood!"

The blood spurting from the aorta of the neck due to pressure imbalance is like a fountain.

Brandt still wanted to resist, but found that he couldn't exert any strength at all.

"This is……"

Li Le's long sword was slowly inserted into the ground.

At the same time, a headless corpse maintained a posture of slashing people with a knife, and fell to the ground with a plop.

Brant, pawn!

competition is over!

The arena is so quiet that you can hear a needle drop.

An unbelievable gasp could be faintly heard.

Fear, shock, and uneasiness spread throughout the audience like a virus.

Brant, dead!

"Win! Win!"

Luo Zisha screamed like a fan girl!

Meng Ke'er's face was so ugly that it was about to drip water, and after glancing at Luo Zixie, she left.

"Goodbye, sister, I must come and play with my sister when I am free!"

Luo Zishou's voice seemed to be pouring gasoline on the fire, but for Luo Zisham, this feeling was really cool!

And Meng Ke'er looked hurried, and soon disappeared after leaving the VIP table.

The host's voice trembled violently, drifting across the audience, his voice trembled a bit, "The battle of revenge is officially over!"

"The winner is..."

"Spicy sticks!"

There is no complete introduction, because the host is also scared silly!

The mighty mad shadow gladiator just fell down, without even a fierce battle, a sword, still a sword!

It can be seen that some people don't want to waste time at all.

Boom!

The iron gate behind him finally opened.

The notification sound of the system, like a melody of nature, rang in Li Le's ears non-stop!

[You defeated Brant and got +500 gladiator points!Prestige +2000! 】

[Your rank has improved, the current rank: King Level 3! 】

【Ding! 】

【Ding!You have completed the hidden mission: Temple Key (Level A)]

[You get the key of the Fire Spirit Hall +1, the key of the Water Spirit Hall +1, the key of the Wind Spirit Hall +1, the key of the Earth Spirit Hall +1, and the key of the Thunder Spirit Hall +1! 】

In Li Le's backpack, 5 keys automatically appeared.

Mission accomplished!

There was a happy smile on his face.

Killing people is pretty boring though.

But fortunately, the task was over in less than two days.

Next, it is to go to the Temple of Elements and continue to upgrade in the Temple of Elements.

As for the matter of Robor's desire to become an earl, that is Robor's business, and has nothing to do with him.

Go out the iron gate behind you.

Li Le followed the passage in the arena, ready to leave here.

At this moment, a familiar voice came from behind.

"Your Excellency, Jue Ying Fighter, where are you going in such a hurry, or else, go to the little girl's boudoir to talk?"

Look back.

It turned out to be the smiling Meng Keer.

Chapter 661 Invitation of a Thousand Gold

Seeing the person coming, Li Le paused.

Isn't this... the marquis's daughter?

Pupils shrank slightly, Li Le smiled and said, "Miss Jinzhiyuye, I'm afraid it's inconvenient for me to go and talk about it?"

"Why, you think I'm like other people, what else do you think about you?"

"hey-hey."

Li Le grinned, "I don't dare, but what can I say here, I have to change to another place?"

Obviously.

Li Le is not interested in Meng Keer at all.

Although Meng Keer knew how to keep his promise, he actually came to watch his game.

But it doesn't seem to have anything to do with him.

Meng Ke'er approached a little bit, and continued, "The Macedonian Empire has been established for thousands of years, and there has never been a shadow fighter. I, Meng Ke'er, want to get to know each other better. What's the problem?"

"Just want to get to know each other?"

"Then you certainly don't want others to know about you and Luo Zisha?"

really……

People here are perverts!

Li Le's pupils shrank sharply, and there was a trace of murderous look in Meng Ke'er's eyes.

threaten me?

In fact, with his strength, there is no problem at all in taking down Luo Zixuan.

However, Luo Zisha's hidden occupation is extremely special.

He is a perfumer who seems to have no lethality, but has many special functions!

It is equivalent to saying that this is purely using softness to overcome rigidity.

No matter how strong Li Le is, he will inevitably stumble.

When he was away from home, Li Le still didn't want to be ruined by this group of scheming women.

After hesitating for a moment, he smiled and said, "It's my honor to be invited by the Marquis's daughter, so why can't I go?"

This dream can be a priest.

Under such circumstances, Li Le knew in his heart that what they were playing was trickery, not strength.

What occupation is not very important, just like this, he also really wants to know what kind of trick Meng Keer is trying to play.

He left the arena with Meng Ke'er.

It's getting late.

Outside the arena, there is a noble carriage parked. The carriage is exquisitely and luxuriously decorated. It can be said to be a fragrant car or BMW.

"Come up!"

Meng Ke'er got into the carriage first, and then invited Li Le.

The compartment of the carriage is actually not spacious, just like the sedan chair in ancient times, it sounds quite rowdy, but in fact, except for petite and thin women, older adults can't get in.

The same goes for the carriage.

After entering, he could only keep his body low and sit on the seat.