One Piece: The King of Kung Fu

In the stands, there was a lot of noise and people, men, women, old and young. Some stood up and cheered, and some applauded desperately. The scene was extremely lively.

However, Ye Chen's heart felt like it was falling into an ice cellar, and he did not become excited just because these people applauded and cheered.

Because, Ye Chen knows that these hateful Tianlong people only regard slaves as playthings for their own pleasure, just like Ye Chen called his friends to fight crickets and horse races in his previous life.

Of course, these Celestial Dragons are even more ruthless. Regardless of whether they are fighting crickets or horse racing, at least the masters will not abuse the crickets and horses, and the Celestial Dragons will not care at all about the life and death of the slaves.

"what?"

When the slaves entered the arena one by one, various beasts were then transported into the Colosseum in iron cages, and the Celestial Dragons in the stands rejoiced even more enthusiastically.

A host wearing a uniform and holding a talking phone stepped onto the high platform in the center with the help of the guards.

After clearing his throat and waving his hand, the tens of thousands of Tianlong people watching gradually became quiet.

"It's Holy Prince Nalande!"

Someone in the crowd opened his mouth and screamed. No wonder this man could silence the whole place with just one gesture. It turned out that he was the prince of the 19th royal family. This prominent status alone was enough to make everyone kneel down. Surrender.

"Hmph...what's so great about it? What's so impressive about using a broken phone to shout a few words?"

Prince Rambo, who was sitting on the VIP table, raised his eyebrows and snorted dissatisfied.

Others looked at Saint Nalande and thought he was extremely noble, but in the eyes of other princes, they were not in harmony with each other, and even wanted Saint Nalande to make a fool of himself in front of others.

"Hmph...this hateful guy, I must find an opportunity to deal with him."

Prince Rambo glared fiercely at Saint Narender who was enjoying the attention of thousands of people on the high platform. Rambo was in a very unhappy mood, and his eyes were scary and cold.

With both hands, he suddenly pulled open the skirt of a male slave next to him, and without any scruples, he started playing with his hands up and down in the box.

The male slave looked like a woman. He was dressed very beautifully, with red eyebrows and a short skirt. He looked delicate and dressed beautifully. However, like Ye Chen and others, he also wore a collar.

Rambo felt very unhappy. He touched it a few times and saw that the male slave in front of him did not resist at all. Rambo was so angry that he kicked him out.

The butler hurriedly handed over a whip. Rambo stood up, walked to the male slave, raised the whip, and whipped it hard.

His eyes were clear, but he looked viciously at Saint Narander on the high platform, extremely provocative, as if he was beating not the male slave, but Saint Narander.

The male slave was beaten until blood flowed, and he screamed in pain. He kept rolling and twitching on the ground. There was a lot of movement. However, no one in the nearby Tianlong people was surprised, and many people even applauded and cheered.

"Prince Rambo is so majestic, so cool, and he did such a great job."

"That's right, I'll get a male slave to take care of you like this later. I think it will be very enjoyable."

"Prince Rambo is the pride of our northern city. Prince Rambo, I love you!"

Saint Narendra's limelight was robbed of a lot of limelight because of the scene in which Prince Rambo beats a male slave.

Saint Nalande didn’t mind either. His demeanor was much calmer than Rambo’s. He cleared his voice again and Saint Nalande said loudly, “It’s the festival of the annual Colosseum duel again. I guess everyone, I must have been looking forward to it for a long time. Answer me, is it you?

We are looking forward to this grand festival in our hearts. "

"Yes, we have been looking forward to it for a long time, Holy Prince Naland, let's start quickly, we can't wait."

"That's right, my favorite show is watching slaves being torn apart by wild beasts. Just thinking about it makes people excited."

"I'm also looking forward to who will become this year's Rookie King. Last year, Obi performed very well. He defeated 72 opponents in a row without losing a single defeat. It was simply a miracle."

"Yes, you are lucky. You actually spent 300 million beli to buy Obi as a mount. You really stole the show."

"Well, since everyone can't wait any longer, I will announce the rules for this year's arena duel. Listen carefully..."

As he said that, Saint Nalande raised his right hand high, and the whole place suddenly became silent. Even Rambo looked at Saint Nalanda with burning eyes.

"The rule this year is...no rules!"

"Huh? Haha... It's really great. From now on, the slaves can have a good time."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, then cheered in unison.

"But one thing I have to say is that slaves in any district, regardless of gender or grade, are all eliminated in a single round. In order to give those slaves who have been defeated a chance to advance again, they will compete with the beasts of the Colosseum. There will be a make-up match. If you win, you will advance directly. If you lose, haha, unfortunately, you will become a delicacy in the belly of the beast."

Ye Chen wished he could go up and tear this bullshit Saint Naland apart. This rule seemed to give those slaves who lost a chance.

However, it is obvious that these people are deliberately sent to the mouth of the beast.

"start!"

After announcing the rules, Holy Prince Nalande shouted loudly, and the guards around him hurriedly sounded the gong to start the game.

Jesse sent people one by one according to the battle list arranged in advance. He turned to look at Hancock and saw that her face was extremely pale. Marven hurriedly reached out and grabbed her hand, "Hancock, I'm sorry, it was originally I came to save you, but..."

Ye Chen blames himself very much. Although his strength is also good, here, he can only be at the mercy of others. Ye Chen is not worried about himself, but he is extremely uneasy about the three Hancock sisters.

"Don't worry, it's not your fault. I'm not branded as a slave. I'm already very grateful to you. Thank you for coming here!"

Hancock gritted his teeth and then pulled his two sisters to him, "Santa Sonia, Marigold, we three sisters are Amazon Lily warriors. We must survive. Even if we are women, we cannot lose. To others, we made an oath to be the strongest warrior in the Amazon and we must not die here."

"Ye Chen, it's your turn now. The person you're fighting against is the buffalo Moses in Area A. Come on, it doesn't matter if you die. Anyway, I bought you to lose!"

After a while, Jesse walked over, glanced at Ye Chen disdainfully, waved his hands, and the two guards escorted Ye Chen to one of the arenas.

"Ooooooooooo..."

As soon as Ye Chen appeared on the stage, Rambo stood up excitedly.

Rambo twisted his butt with a proud expression. Seeing Ye Chen turn around to look at him, Rambo deliberately blew a rogue whistle at Ye Chen.

"Ye Chen, I bought 1. I bet you to win. Don't let me down. If you can survive and make it to the end, you will have the honor of becoming my male slave, hahaha...!"

"F-you-mom!"