"The gladiator of the White Eagle Academy is too weak." Su Ye shook his head regretfully.

Su Ye thought he would hear praise from the Spartans outside, but he felt that the atmosphere was wrong.

When I turned my head and saw many Spartans looking embarrassed.

Suddenly, a man cursed in a crying voice: "The faces of the Spartans were thrown away by these three wastes!"

"Three warriors fight one magician and are defeated by the magician three times. If this matter is spread, can we still be human?"

"The key is that these three wastes are all Spartan citizens."

"It doesn't matter if the warrior is defeated by the warrior, but if the magician defeats it with his fist, the sky will collapse!"

"I suspect that the God of War Ares will destroy Sparta City with one punch when he sees this scene. He wonders how this group of waste is qualified to worship him!"

"Bare these three bastards to death..."

Su Ye was amused and crying. The Spartans' brain circuit seemed to be different from that of normal people, and this sense of honor was too strong.

"The more I think about it, the more angry I get. I'm still crying and howling, howling, howling, you xxx..." Segus, who walked closer, looked at the gladiator holding his broken legs, was so angry that he kicked the man in the face.

The man screamed and fell to the ground.

The gladiator from the nearby First Academy rushed over and kicked the man out loud.

"Good fight!"

The people outside began to cheer, but they all looked like they were gritting their teeth.

Crymela lifted her skirt and ran over quickly, almost knocking Su Ye over, tilting her head and staring at Su Ye with her shiny pink eyes, and asked, "Teacher, how did you do it?"

"I have wanted to be a great hero who practices both magic and martial arts since I was a child. In order to exercise, I often travel between my home and Lion Port, and walk dozens of miles every day. Although I have less exercise now, I have both learning and exercise. I run in the arena every day, and they have seen it." Su Ye said seriously.

"Don't believe it." Crymela curled her lips.

At this time, the old coachman of Krimela's family said: "Young Master Su Ye has many warrior talents, incredible war body talents, and wind element bloodlines."

Crymela suddenly realized, "So that's it, no wonder. But how could you have so many battle body talents?"

"I just said that I have been exercising since I was a child and have mastered many skills for exercising. I learned the stretching exercises and core muscle exercise methods that others have explored will inevitably spread throughout the world in the future." Su Ye's tone was still serious.

"All talk nonsense!" Crymela said with a smile.

"Excellent people will always be misunderstood." Su Ye shook his head and looked deep into the White Eagle Gladiator Academy.

The two golden gladiators have dismantled all three walls and are dismantling the fourth wall and will soon meet.

The White Eagle Academy can accommodate thousands of gladiators and has a wide field, but more than 5,000 people rushed over and nothing could stop it.

Many gladiators from the First Academy stood on the roof to tear down the house.

After a while, the last part of the exterior wall was kicked to pieces, and the two golden warriors smiled and high-high, stopping.

Then, the black first academy gladiators returned from the depths of the White Eagle Academy. The team was not neat, but full of momentum, as if a majestic voice sounded over them.

Julius walked at the front of the team with his head high and empty hands.

The music of "Young and Dangerous" echoed in Su Ye's ears.

Many people grabbed the ankles of the White Shadow Academy Gladiator and dragged forward.

Walking to the gate, the gladiators from the First Academy threw the gladiators from the White Eagle Academy into the gate and piled up into a hill.

Occasionally, a gladiator suddenly wakes up, and if there is any abnormal movement, he will kick him randomly and faint again.

Julius straightened the magic beard on his mouth, cleared his throat, and shouted: "Sparta will win!"

"Sparta will win!"

"Sparta will win!"

The gladiators from the First Academy shouted in unison, and many people shouted.

Julius left White Eagle Academy with satisfaction with the mighty team of Gladiators.

Many people left while watching the show.

Thousands of people stood outside the White Eagle Academy, each looking angry and stared at the White Eagle Academy gladiators who were knocked out of touch.

After a while, many gladiators woke up one after another. They crawled out of the crowd in a daze, stood staggeringly, with hazy eyes, confused eyes, and extremely decadent.

Everyone has a bruised nose, a swollen face, a bloody face, and a dislocated arms and a crooked mouth and eyes.

Suddenly, a soldier from the Spartan army outside cursed: "I'm beaten like this by a magician, and I still have the face to stand up? Why don't you die?"

"Damn it, we're so embarrassed by the face of gladiators!"

"Look at you, you are not as good as the Hilo people."

"The more I look at it, the more angry I get!"

"I can't help it!"

I saw a burly man rushing out angrily.

The others looked at each other and rushed out.

Thousands of people rushed over with scolding, swung their fists at the still confused White Eagle Academy gladiator and beat them up.

Poor they didn't understand what had happened, and they didn't even have time to shout for injustice, and were knocked out again.

Those who did not wake up did not escape, and thousands of people stepped on them one by one.

After the vent of anger was completed, the people were refreshed and went to the taverns everywhere to drink and chat.

Back at the Gladiator Academy, a grand celebration banquet began.

Unlike the previous limited drinking, Julius directly moved the wine from the wine cellar to the cafeteria and drank unlimitedly.

However, most gladiators still drink slowly and soberly, and only a few of them drink heavily and get drunk.

At the beginning, everyone was happily talking about how to punch and kick the gladiators of the White Eagle Academy. As they were chatting, they suddenly talked about Su Ye.

Many people gathered around.

"Su Ye, are you real and fake? One fight three? Or use your fists?"

"I don't believe it either. It must be this guy Segus who flatters you!"

"Segus' words cannot be believed!"

"Your little body...well, I seemed to be worse than you when I was sixteen. No! Why are you a mage so strong? I touched it... do you actually have muscles?"

"I touch it too..."

Su Ye rolled his eyes and patted the hands of a group of vulgar gladiators away.

"Su Ye, do you dare to have a battle with me without divine power or magic?"

"Yes, let's have a fight! Or you're just bragging!"

"You are a magician, not Wang Daehui, where did you get the power to fight three bronze warriors in one shot!"

"If you beat me, I will call you dad when I see you in the future!" a drunk gladiator shouted.

Everyone burst into laughter.

Su Ye was amused and crying, knowing in his heart that these guys were actually still restraining. If he was a warrior, these guys wouldn't know what bad things could be said.

"Come on!"

"Come on!"

Many arenas began to stir up the show. While they started to make fun of it, they moved the tables in the middle of the cafeteria around.

Gladiators from other parts of the cafeteria saw the excitement and joined in the fun, slapped the table and shouted.

"Come on!"

"Come on!"

Soon, a large open space was cleared out in the middle of the cafeteria, and everyone stood on the edge. Comodes was drank red, and was holding his arms with the drunk Julius, smiling at Su Ye in the venue.

Crymela sat in the corner of the cafeteria and secretly took a sip of wine. Then she wrinkled her face by the sour smell and grinned. The old coachman sneered while snatching her glass.

Opposite Su Ye, there was a slightly drunk bronze warrior standing.

"You win, I call you dad!" the bronze warrior shouted.

Many gladiators laughed, which was a common bet for gladiators.

Su Ye smiled and said, "We'd better not beat you, not because you call me dad, I'm afraid that others will not accept it, and then... I'll have thousands of sons early tomorrow morning."

"This bastard!"

"Kill him!"

"You can't let Su Ye open his mouth, he's too hurt!"

Many gladiators laughed and scolded.

Segus shouted, "Su Ye, you'll have a fight! You've all been drinking. This is a fair battle. Let these bitches raise you to see how powerful you are!"

"Segus, this coward!"
To be continued...