Julius calculated roughly that the total number of these black iron divine equipment exceeded one thousand pieces.

"The great magician Su Ye is really the result of these days? This is not an ordinary steel weapon, but a divine power equipment! As far as I know, unless the two kings order all their strength to forge, the average daily output of the entire Spartan's black iron divine power equipment is less than 50 pieces. Don't be surprised, because in addition to the Golden Master, no matter how excellent the magic blacksmith is, it takes many days to build a black iron divine power equipment. The gold masters are often creating stronger divine power equipment."

"Are you building so slowly? At Plato Academy, the output of dwarf blacksmiths is much higher than you said." Su Ye said.

"You also say that they are dwarf blacksmiths. They are born masters of forging. Our Sparta is not short of ordinary weapons, and the forging of ordinary weapons is even better than Athens. However, there are too few magicians and even fewer are willing to participate in forging, so the speed of forging of divine power equipment has become the shortcoming of Sparta. Over the years, the Double Kings and the Presbyterian Church have been discussing whether to introduce a large number of magicians, but the nobles have always opposed it, for fear that the magicians will threaten the status of the nobles." Julius said.

"So that's it. It seems that opening a branch here is the right choice. By the way, remember to give me all the first payment for the goods. For long-term cooperation, we should first show our sincerity to the dwarves." Su Ye said.

"Don't worry, I will definitely satisfy the powerful dwarf kingdom behind you!" Julius said hurriedly.

"Let's talk about the charity association..."

The two talked about the middle of the night and everything was finalized.

Julius patted his big belly and promised to do a good job in the charity association.

Early the next morning, Julius took Su Ye and some gladiators to leave the First Academy's gladiatorial arena and head to the stadium of the disputed gladiatorial competition.

Like all the big gladiators, it started with a long opening ceremony, entry ceremony, epic recitation, praying to the goddess...

During this process, Su Ye occasionally glanced at the arena. It was roughly estimated that there were more than 100,000 spectators in the entire arena, which was the small number of Spartans. If it were Athens, it would be less than doubled.

Thanks to the help of the incarnation of gods or legendary masters to build a arena, they would not be able to accommodate so many people at all.

However, Su Ye always feels something is wrong.

After a long opening ceremony, under the gaze of the wooden statue of the goddess of dispute, thirty-two Gladiator Academys were arranged in various places in the arena, and the host began to draw lots.

All the two academies who were drawn rushed directly to the field and started the duel.

The rules of the Goddess of Dispute are different. The first priority is disputes, and the outcome is not important.

Each match only has ten minutes. Regardless of the winner and loser of the double-ten match, one member will be reduced, waiting for the next double-nine match.

The two academies in the first and second games worked very hard, and the audience cheered loudly.

The two Gladiator Academy in the third game were playing hard. The fight was lively on the surface, but in fact they were both saving energy.

When ten minutes arrive, the two teams stop.

But what awaits them is the roar of the high priest of the temple of dispute.

"Dirty bed bugs! Low rats! Disrespectful bastards! You are actually slacking off in front of the great Goddess of Dispute! I don't care whose noble family is behind you, which elder or king! In the name of Goddess of Dispute, I declare that Silver Lion Academy and Sphinx Academy are prohibited from participating in any gladiatorial contests held by the Temple of Dispute for ten years! These twenty damn maggots will be listed as unpopular by the Temple of Dispute! The scum of the two academys will be immediately out, one step slow down, and I will pray that the Goddess' power will crush you, from the top of your head to the toes, and all into meat sauce! Get out! Get out now!"

The angry roar of the Holy Land warrior spread throughout the audience.

Many viewers realized that they had been deceived and scolded them one after another.

Amid the shouts of everyone, the two people from the academy ran away in shame.

Many gladiators not only did not share the same traits, but instead cursed.

Segus curled his lips and said, "These idiots, they do whatever they want to do for the champion. They just don't want to play for a while. The High Priest personally supervised it. He deserves it."

Julius immediately cursed: "Remember, in the first game, give your all! I don't need you to save energy, I just need the high priest to be satisfied, I just need the goddess to be satisfied! We can lose, but we can't be scolded, do you understand? If you dare to make my face go blank, I will throw you into the black prison and taste the taste of being penetrated by cockroaches and rats!"

The gladiators shook their bodies, and Julius always did what they did.

Segus hurriedly said, "Su Ye, then don't do your homework in this game."

Julius was stunned for a moment, smiled slightly, and said, "It's up to Su Ye to decide, I believe he will make the most correct choice."

"But..." Segus was still talking, but was stopped by Julius's stern gaze.

In the eighth session, I finally read the name of the First Academy.

Thousands of viewers suddenly felt energetic, their eyes shining, staring at the scene.

Then, ten gladiators were produced from each of the two Gladiator Academys to enter the venue, and the host recited the names of twenty people.

More than half of the names of people will cause more or less cheers. When talking about Su Ye, the audience suddenly burst out with the most but loudest and most orderly cheers.

"Su Ye! You will lose!"

"Su Ye! You will lose!"

"Su Ye! You will lose!"

When Su Ye heard this, he almost swears. Looking in the sound, he saw nearly 10,000 black fans excitedly put their hands to their mouths and shouting in unison.

Uniform! The sound is loud!

It's like rehearsing.

Organized and disciplined!

Finally I understood something was wrong. It turned out that those black fans were holding it in, and suddenly broke out at this time.

When the other audience members heard this, they all laughed.

There are almost very few such yells that are one-sided before the battle begins, and even if there are, they are against the infamous criminal gladiators.

Not only was Julius not angry, but was particularly happy, just told the college next to him, "Did you see, Su Ye belong to our college."

The ten gladiators from the opposite academy were quite happy and moved forward happily.

Both sides stood a hundred meters apart, and as the referee's whistle sounded, both sides made final preparations.

Su Ye first summoned Di Aotian and Wang Daechu, and then used protective magic for all the warriors.

There are also magicians on the opposite side, and they also use protective magic for everyone.

But when Su Ye released all the protective magic, the magician on the opposite side had not completed half of it.

When the audience saw it, they immediately became interested.

But, next, Su Ye was shocked.

I saw Su Ye take out a chair from somewhere, sit down, open the magic book, and do his homework.

Nearly ten thousand black fans looked around and couldn't help laughing at the shocked faces in the audience.

At the Longkou terrace, there are members of the Demigod family and the priests of the Temple of Dispute.

Everyone has the ability to influence the situation in Sparta. Everyone is happy and angry on weekdays, but now he looks confused.

The high priest of the Temple of Dispute tried his best to restrain his desire to throw out the semi-artifact in his hand, the spear of the dispute.

I just scolded the two academies to the point of being so angry. How dare this bronze magician play like this?

The high priest took a deep breath and made a decision. Ten minutes later, he directly announced that the magician was blasphemous and could kill him directly. If the background was too large, he would use a whip to drive out Sparta!

Who should you despise?

The high priest looked at the other priests. No matter what faction all priests belong to, they focused on the focus at this moment.

Kill that damn magician and maintain the majesty of the goddess of dispute!

In the field, Segus' knees weakened and almost knelt down, saying, "Idol, no, dad! No, grandpa! Can you be serious? This is really different from our daily gladiatorial competitions. There are really gods watching here. Really! You are not afraid, we are afraid."

The other eight bronze warriors looked at Su Ye with a gaze, just like the puppy who had been hungry for three days and saw food being stolen. They could cry at any time.

This Su Ye is so capable!

Don’t you just look at who is sitting on the Longkou terrace?

Those were the priests of the goddess who were fighting for the dispute. The goddess' priests were all irritable warriors. They wanted to be in chaos in the world, and even wanted Sparta to start up trouble first, which made them unhappy. After ten minutes, they would definitely take action.

Su Ye smiled slightly, did not answer, but handed the two magic beards to Wang Dachui and Di Aotian respectively.

Segus saw it, sighed, and said, "Since you are ready, let's follow you crazy. Brothers, this battle is related to whether we can live until the afternoon, and work hard!"

Everyone focuses on the key points.

Ten gladiators on the opposite side walked forward with a smile.

Then, a scene that made all the audience feel interesting happened. A little goblin and a dwarf actually walked in the forefront of the First Academy team, with other warriors behind.

Just as Wang Dachui was like a hooligan, he hugged Di Aotian's shoulder and wore a magic beard and said: "Di Aotian, I predict that we can deal with them within three minutes. How long do you think they can last?"

Di Aotian thought for a while and stretched out four fingers.

"Five minutes? You look down on them too much."

Di Aotian glanced at Wang Dahui with disgust.

Segus couldn't help but lean over and said to Wang Daehammer's beard, "That's four."

"I said it's five or five!" Wang Dachu glanced at Segus angrily.

The voices of the two people spread throughout the audience.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The audience laughed. The two little guys were very good at bragging, but they didn't expect that one of them wouldn't recognize the numbers.

The gladiator on the opposite side was embarrassed.

They looked at each other, nodded vigorously, and became nervous.

Suddenly, uniform shouts sounded in the audience.

"Di Aotian! Wang Dahai!"
To be continued...