The gladiators of the Rage Dragon Academy never expected that the other party despised them so much.

The eight gladiators looked at each other, their faces full of ruthlessness.

"First kill two servants, then kill the arrogant, arrogant and arrogant mage! We must defeat each other head-on and leave them completely speechless!"

"For the Rage Dragon!"

"For the Rage Dragon!"

Eight gladiators are united regardless of nationality.

The priests of the Temple of Dispute frowned slightly when they saw this scene.

The goddess of dispute hates unity.

The high priest suddenly spoke, "If those two little guys can defeat everyone on the other side, the goddess will definitely be happy about it."

The nearby priests and people from the demigod family nodded slightly.

A Persian wizard is behind and seven warriors are in front.

The team slowly accelerated and rushed towards Di Aotian and Wang Dachu.

Wang Dachui charged directly, and Di Aotian followed behind.

A bronze lamp was suspended above the Persian wizard's head, and thin yellow sand spurted out from the lamp mouth. Then two feet long sand arms suddenly appeared on the ground in front of him, intercepting Wang Daechu and Di Aotian.

Di Aotian grabbed the sheep's tail and jumped up, standing behind Wang Dachui. Wang Dachui did not dodge or avoid it, and rushed over quickly.

The audience looked at this scene in surprise. It was a very famous Persian magic, the hand of the sand, which was very difficult. How dare Wang Dahui rush over?

The black demon sheep rushed into the hands of the sand, and the sandy Tu grabbed the black demon sheep's legs with his arm.

The black demon sheep seemed to be covered with oil. No matter how hard the sandy hands were, they would slide away and could not stop the black demon sheep's pace.

The experienced mage shook his head slightly and used earth magic in front of the rock dwarf, which was like a show of his avatar.

The Persian wizard then realized that, however, the black demon sheep actually jumped high like a pegasus, crossed the bronze warrior in the front row and fell towards the bronze wizard.

The bronze warriors hurriedly waved their spears and stabbed them out. Only three people's combat skills hit the Black Demon Sheep, but the Black Demon Sheep only shook in the air and was not damaged.

The bronze warrior was stunned. After careful observation, he found that there seemed to be a layer of rock between the fur of the black demon sheep.

The Persian mage was in a hurry to defend, and Wang Dahammer smashed away, and all the protective magic shattered in response to the sound.

The magician in the audience was shocked, not knowing whether it was the magic penetration talent or the magic cracking talent.

When Wang Daehui was about to smash the second hammer, the Persian mage ran away and shouted: "I surrender! I will give up this battle."

Wang Dahui took back the Golden Warhammer with satisfaction and joined forces with Di Aotian to fight against the other seven bronze warriors.

At the beginning of the battle, the seven bronze warriors were filled with despair. They found that their attacks fell on the two people and were completely useless.

It seems that the two of them are protected by powerful protective magic at all times.

The spear can also leave light white scratches on Di Aotian's body, but Wang Dahui is different. Wang Dahui's whole body is covered with armor. Without combat skills, the spear cannot even leave traces on the armor.

Watching Persians fall one after another, the audience screamed like crazy.

"Wang Daehem!"

"Di Aotian!"

“First Academy!”

"Sparta!"

Amid the cheers of the audience, Wang Dahui knocked the last bronze warrior unconscious, and then rode on the black demon sheep with Di Aotian, ran around Su Ye in a big circle, and stepped on the dust.

The audience cheered even more enthusiastically.

The gladiators of the Rage Dragon Academy were dejected, and the Persians looked at Su Ye helplessly.

"Go back and check this Su Ye!"

Gladiator merchants from the other academy also began to issue orders.

"Find out the details of this person."

Julius looked at the Longkou terrace and found the big guys there smiling.

Julius breathed a sigh of relief.

Amid the cheers of the audience, Su Ye looked like he was not concerned about his own affairs, put away his chair and returned to Julius.

"Good!" Julius gave Su Ye a warm hug!

Su Ye smiled slightly.

"You have used a few games to get the attention of the Temple Priest! The voices just now are louder than those in previous finals! You are the pride of the First Academy!" Julius praised.

The gladiator beside him looked at Su Ye enviously.

After the two-eight-man battle, a two-seven-man battle was held. This time, Di Aotian and Wang Dachu fought properly and normally.

Su Ye was still sitting on a chair reading a book.

Although the two-seven-player battle is far less beautiful than the previous two-seven-player battles, the audience has already fallen in love with Wang Dachui and Di Aotian and is not stingy with their cheers.

The last two-seven match ended the first day's schedule.

The next day, the disputes and gladiators were held as scheduled.

After the opening Beast Fighting and Exhibition Match ended, the double six-player battle began.

The audience was extremely enthusiastic.

After the host recited Su Ye's name, more people began to shout in unison.

"Su Ye! You will lose!"

Su Ye is too lazy to pay attention to these fans who say they are black or not.

However, after Su Ye summoned Di Aotian and Wang Dahui, the audience shouted the names of the two people, which was far more popular than Su Ye.

Many people have discovered that the gladiators of the First Academy have changed their whole body to a unified standard black iron magical equipment, and in a conspicuous position, they all have a red dragon head logo.

Even Di Aotian and the two little goblins were completely dressed up, which was so armed that they were too teeth.

Wang Dahui did not change his equipment, but only engraved a trademark of the Dragon Slaying Store on the left side of the breastplate.

The priests of the disputed temple found that the number of people today was actually a little more than yesterday, and were greatly surprised.

Because the rules of all competitions are that there are many people on the first and last day, and there are few spectators watching the competition in the middle, I didn’t expect that this competition will grow against the trend.

This made the priests of the Temple of Dispute happy, because it allowed more people to bathe in the glory of the goddess of Dispute.

Many priests looked at Su Ye silently.

The high priest looked at Su Ye with a particularly gentle look.

The whole day of battle passed quickly. Every time Di Aotian and Wang Dahui came on stage, it would inevitably trigger the peak of audience shouting.

Di Aotian and Wang Dahui did not disappoint the audience's hopes. Most of the time they showed their true strength and occasionally deliberately played tricks, which made the audience laugh.

Everyone discovered that Su Ye was just a tool to summon Di Aotian and Wang Dahui.

However, gladiators who had already learned about Su Ye’s background yesterday often glanced at Su Ye with fearful eyes.

The first wooden stake in the bronze stairs is achieved by only a very small number of combat geniuses. They are basically from the demigod family or hero family.

And it is a mage who is at a disadvantage in the arena, so such people are even rarer.

After the battle the next day ended, when the host announced that there would be twenty-four people from the Gladiator Academy tomorrow, the whole audience was in full swing.

Countless people shouted loudly for their most supportive Gladiator Academy, and countless people were looking forward to tomorrow's finals.

A night passed in a flash.

On the morning of the third day of the Conflict Gladiator, good news appeared that made the priests of the Conflict Temple full of spring breeze.

Tickets are sold out!

When entering the venue, thousands of people stood at the door complaining and even cursing, and the more they gathered.

The swearing of those unlicensed audiences was like wonderful music in the ears of the priests of the Temple of Dispute.

So much so that before the opening of the finals, the host announced a shocking news.

"In the name of the Temple of Dispute, the competition has received the joy of the goddess of Dispute, so no matter who wins the championship, he will definitely receive the goddess of the temple's goddess gift! Of course, if anyone can make this gladiatorial competition more exciting, he will get more and more brilliant god gifts! Gladiators, fight, fight, fight, and please the goddess!"

After a brief silence, the audience cheered.

It seemed as if an invisible force passed by the audience. Both the gladiator and the audience had fanatic colors on their faces, and bloody flames leaped in their eyes.

Looking at the fanatical scene, the high priest happily released the slightly luminous spear of dispute.

"The battle...begins!" The host pulled the long voice and announced loudly.

Then, twenty-four gladiators walked forward from different directions and all entered the field.

Above the loess, the fighting spirit is condensed.

All the audience looked at the twenty-four people with envy, which meant that the twenty-four people were being watched by the goddess.
To be continued...