World of Gods

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"The Gladiator of the White Eagle Academy is too weak." Su Ye shook his head with regret.

Su Ye thought he would hear the praise of the Spartans outside, but the atmosphere was not right.

Turning his head, he saw many Spartans looking embarrassed.

Suddenly, a man scolded with a cry: "The Spartans' faces were all thrown away by these three wastes!"

"The three warriors beat a magician and were knocked down by the magician three times. If this matter spreads, can we still be humans?"

"The key to all three wastes are Spartan citizens."

"It doesn't matter that the warrior was defeated by the warrior, but the fist defeated the magician, and the sky collapsed!"

"I doubt that Ares, the **** of war, would destroy Sparta City with a punch, thinking how this group of waste is eligible to worship him!"

"Kill the three **** ..."

Su Ye couldn't help crying. The Spartans' brain circuits seemed to be different from normal people's. This sense of honor was too strong.

"The more I want to be, the more angry I am, still crying there, howling you **** ..." Segus, who was approaching, looked at the gladiator holding his broken leg, kicking it in one place without kicking. Man's face.

The man fell to the ground with a scream.

The gladiator of the first college nearby rushed out angrily, kicking at this man in a mess, kicking dizzy.

"Good fight!"

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

Climera hurried over while lifting her skirt, almost knocking on Su Ye, staring at Su Ye with her bright pink eyes, and asked, "Teacher, how did you do it?"

"I wanted to be a big hero with two weapons and two cultivations since childhood. In order to exercise, I often traveled between my home and Lion Harbor. I walked dozens of miles every day. Although there is less exercise now, there is nothing wrong with learning and exercising. I run every morning in the arena, and they all saw it. "Su Ye was serious.

"Unbelief." Cimeela pouted.

At this time, the old coachman of Clemella said: "Master Su Ye has many talents for warriors, incredible talents for war bodies, and blood elements of the wind."

Cimeila suddenly realized: "It turns out that, no wonder. But, how do you have so many talents for fighting?"

"As I said just now, I have been exercising since I was a child, and I have mastered many techniques for exercising. I have learned the stretching exercises that others have explored, and core muscle exercises, which will inevitably spread throughout the world in the future." Su Ye's tone is still the same serious.

"Bullshit!" Cimeela grinned.

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

The two golden gladiators have already demolished three walls, and are demolishing the fourth wall, which will soon converge.

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

Many gladiators of the First Academy stood on the roof and demolished the houses.

After a while, the last exterior wall was smashed, and the two golden soldiers gave a high-five with a smile and closed their hands.

Then, the black gladiator of the First Academy returned from the depths of the White Eagle Academy. The team was uneven, but full of momentum, as if a strong voice sounded above them.

Julius held his head high, empty-handed, and walked in front of the team.

Su Ye's ear reverberates with the music of "Old and Dangerous".

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

As he approached the gate, the gladiator of the First Academy threw the gladiator of the White Eagle Academy in front of the door, forming a hill.

Occasionally, a gladiator woke up suddenly, and with a slight change, he would greet him with a kick and then passed out again.

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

"Spartan will win!"

"Spartan will win!"

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

Julis satisfactorily left the White Eagle Academy with the mighty Gladiator Brigade.

Many people watched the show and left while chatting.

Thousands of others stood outside the White Eagle Academy, all staring at the stunned Gladiator Gladiator's teeth.

After a while, many gladiators woke up one after another, and they crawled out of the crowd, standing dangling, their eyes dim, their eyes confused, and extremely decadent.

Everyone has a swollen nose and a **** face, and others have dislocated arms and crooked eyes.

Suddenly, a soldier outside the Spartan army scolded: "He was beaten like this by a magician, and he stood up with a face? Why didn't he die?"

"Damn it, it's almost the face of our gladiator!"

"Look at you, it's not as good as the Hilo."

"The more I look, the more irritation!"

"I can't help it!"

I saw a burly man rushing out angrily.

The others looked at each other and rushed out.

I saw thousands of people scolding and rushing past, raising their fists against the still-bearing White Eagle Academy gladiator and beating hard.

Poor, they didn't understand what was happening. They couldn't even call the wrongdoers and were stunned again.

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

After venting their anger, the people were refreshed and went to the pubs to drink and chat.

Back at the Gladiator Academy, the grand celebration feast began.

Unlike the previous limited drinking, this time Julis moved the wine in the cellar directly to the canteen and had unlimited drinking.

However, most gladiators still keep drinking slowly and sober, and only a few gladiators drink with a big mouth, drunk.

At the beginning, everyone was happily talking about how to punch and kick the Gladiator of the White Eagle Academy, chatting, and suddenly talking to Su Ye.

Many people came around.

"Suye, are you really fake? One hit three? Or fist?"

"I don't believe it either, this guy Segus must have **** you!"

"Segus can't believe it!"

"Your little body ... well, I was not as good as you when I was sixteen. No! You are a mage, why are you so strong? I feel ... you have muscles?"

"I also feel ..."

Su Ye rolled his eyes and patted the hands of a bunch of wretched gladiators.

"Suye, dare you fight me with no power and no magic power?"

"Yeah, come on! Or you are bragging!"

"You are a magician, not a king sledgehammer. Where is the power to fight three bronze warriors!"

"If you win me, and see you later, I call you dad!" One of the drunk gladiators shouted.

Everyone laughed.

Su Ye couldn't help crying, knowing that the guys were actually restraining themselves. If they were soldiers, the guys didn't know what unpleasant words they could say.

"Come on!"

"Come on!"

Many wrestling courts started to coax, and while they coaxed, they moved the table in the middle of the cafeteria around.

The gladiators in other parts of the canteen saw the coax, and joined in the excitement, shouting at the table together.

"Come on!"

"Come on!"

Soon, a large empty space was cleared in the middle of the canteen. Everyone was standing on the edge. Commodus was drinking red, and he was shouldering with Drunk Julius, smiling and looking at Su Ye in the field.

Clementa sat in the corner of the cafeteria and secretly sipped the wine, then her face was wrinkled by the sour taste, her teeth grinned, and the old driver snatched her glass while snickering.

Opposite Su Ye, stood a slightly drunk bronze warrior.

"You won, I call you dad!" The bronze warrior shouted.

Many gladiators laughed, this is a frequent bet of gladiators.

Su Ye smiled: "We still don't want to fight, not afraid that you call me dad, I'm afraid other people will not be convinced, and ... early tomorrow morning, I have thousands of sons."

"This bastard!"

"Kill him!"

"You can't let Su Ye open his mouth, he is too bad!"

Many gladiators laughed and scolded.

Segus shouted: "Suye, you will come! You are all drinking, this is a fair battle, let this **** raise you to see how powerful you are!"

"Segus!"

Everyone cheered.

Su Ye's face was slightly reddish, his eyes were bright, and he smiled and said, "Then I can really do it!"

"Just do it, will I be afraid of you?" The gladiator on the opposite side stepped back two steps, the dizzy eyes suddenly disappeared, and his arms were bent forward to make a boxing position.

Su Ye smiled. Boxing in ancient Greece has a long history. Boxing is a compulsory course for fighters and gladiators. It is also a minor course at Plato Academy.

"Then I'm welcome." Su Ye swept her eyes, and also raised her fists, staring at each other intently.

Su Ye's feet began to move.

"Hey, yes, don't shout pain when the time comes!" The bronze warrior on the opposite side finished, and suddenly a straight fist took Su Ye's face.

An unbelievable scene happened. Su Ye escaped the fist sideways, and at the same time his right hand struck like lightning, breaking through the defense of the bronze warrior and hitting his nose.

boom……

The Bronze Warrior had Venus in front of him in a hurry and quickly protected his face with his arms and fists, but then Su Ye counterattacked like a storm.

The entire cafeteria was silent, watching Su Ye's double fists raining down on the bronze warrior.

The bronze warrior retreated continuously, and Su Ye didn't stop until his back hit the wall heavily.

The bronze warrior with a swollen nose and blue face lowered her arm and stared blankly at Su Ye, who was gasping for breath. He asked, "You are a warrior, why do you pretend to be a magician? You lied to me!"

Everyone was crying and laughing, but they were drunk.

"Call dad!"

"Call dad!"

A group of unscrupulous gladiators shouted ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ The lost bronze warriors shouted helplessly: "Suye, you are my dad! Suye dad!"

"Hahaha ..."

The joyous atmosphere spread in the cafeteria.

Afterwards, the gladiators stared at Su Ye and talked.

"His punching speed is very fast, even if the bronze warrior uses divine power. But of course, his strength is almost a bit."

"No, his strength is not bad, but his skills are poor. You see ... Su Ye's eldest son, the injury is not light."

"His strength is not right. If the strength is right, his eldest son would have passed out."

Listening to the gladiators' comments, Julius suddenly smiled and said, "Is there no second one? I don't know what you think. Anyway, as a warrior, I watched the warrior be turned into a pig's head by a magician, and I couldn't bear it! "