Chapter 317 Who Do You Despise?

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Julius made a rough calculation, and the total number of these black iron divine power equipment exceeds one thousand pieces.

"The great magician Su Ye, is it really the result of the past few days? This is not an ordinary steel weapon, but a divine power equipment! As far as I know, unless the two kings order to forge it with all their strength, the black iron divine power equipment of the entire Sparta The average daily output is less than 50 pieces. Don’t be surprised, because apart from gold masters, even the best magic blacksmiths need many days to create a piece of black iron power equipment. Gold masters are often creating stronger power equipment.”

"Are you so slow in building? In Plato Academy, the output of dwarf blacksmiths is much higher than what you said." Su Ye said.

"You also said that those are dwarf blacksmiths. They are natural forging masters. We have no shortage of ordinary weapons in Sparta, and the forging of ordinary weapons is even far better than that of Athens. However, there are too few magicians, and even fewer are willing to participate in the forging, so the divine power The speed of forging equipment has become Sparta's shortcoming. Over the years, the Double Kings and the Council of Elders have been discussing whether to introduce a large number of magicians, but the nobles have always opposed it, for fear that magicians will threaten the status of the nobles." Zhu Li staw.

"I see. It seems that I made the right choice to open a branch here. By the way, remember to give me the first batch of payment. In order to have a long-term cooperation, we should first show our sincerity to the dwarves." Suye said.

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

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

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

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

Early the next morning, Julius took Su ye and some gladiators to leave the arena of the First Academy and headed for the arena of the gladiatorial competition.

Like all big gladiatorial matches, there was a long opening ceremony at the beginning, the entrance ceremony, epic recitations, prayers to the goddess...

During this process, Su ye glanced at the arena occasionally, and roughly estimated that there were more than one hundred thousand spectators in the arena. This was because the number of people in Sparta was small. If it was replaced by Athens, it would be twice as much.

Thanks to the incarnation of gods or legendary masters helping to build the arena, otherwise it would not be able to accommodate so many people.

However, Su ye always felt that something was wrong.

After a long opening ceremony, under the gaze of the wooden statue of the Goddess of Discord, thirty-two gladiator academies lined up in different parts of the arena, and the host began to draw lots.

For the two colleges that are drawn,

He rushed directly to the field and started the duel.

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

Each match only lasts ten minutes. Regardless of the outcome of the double ten-player match, they will leave the field and reduce one member to wait for the next double-nine-player match.

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

In the third match, the two gladiator academies played with their minds. On the surface, they were fighting lively, but they were actually saving their energy.

When ten minutes were up, the two teams stopped fighting.

However, what awaited them was the roar of the High Priest of the Temple of Discord.

"Despicable bedbugs! Despicable rats! Godless bastards! In front of the great Goddess of Discord, you are actually slack! I don't care who the nobles, elders or kings are behind you! In the name of the Goddess of Discord, I declare that the Silver Lion Academy and the Sphinx Academy are prohibited from participating in any gladiatorial competition held by the Temple of Discord within ten years! These twenty damned maggots will be listed as persona non grata by the Temple of Discord! The scum of your two colleges Get out immediately, slow down, I will pray for the power of the goddess to crush you, from the top of your head to your toes, and grind them all into meat paste! Get out! Get out now!"

The angry roar of the sanctuary warriors spread throughout the audience.

Only then did many viewers realize that they had been cheated, and they cursed one after another.

Amidst the shouting and cursing of the crowd, the people from the two colleges ran away in desperation.

Many gladiators not only did not show sympathy for each other, but cursed accordingly.

Segus curled his lips aside, and said: "These idiots, for the sake of the champion, do whatever they can. It's okay to play for a while, but His Excellency the High Priest personally supervises them, and they dare to play like this. They deserve it."

Julius immediately scolded: "Remember, the first game, go all out! I don't need you to save energy, I only need the satisfaction of the high priest, I only need the satisfaction of the goddess! We can lose, but we can't be scolded away, Do you understand? If you dare to make my face ashamed, I will throw you into a dark prison, and taste the feeling of being drilled into the ass by cockroaches and rats!"

The gladiators shook their bodies, and Julius always said what he said.

Segus hurriedly said, "Suye, then don't do your homework this time."

Julius froze 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 continued to speak, but was stopped by Julius' stern gaze.

In the eighth game, the name of the first college was finally read.

Thousands of spectators suddenly became refreshed, their eyes lit up, and they stared at the field.

Afterwards, ten gladiators from each of the two gladiator academies entered the venue, and the host recited the names of twenty people.

More than half of the people's names would trigger more or less cheers. When Su Ye was chanted, there was not the most but the loudest and most orderly cheers in the audience.

"Suye! We must lose!"

"Suye! We must lose!"

"Suye! We must lose!"

When Su ye heard it, he almost burst into obscenities. Looking around, he saw nearly ten thousand black fans excitedly putting their hands to their mouths and shouting in unison like a trumpet.

Neat and uniform! Loud and loud!

It was almost like rehearsing.

Be organized and disciplined!

I finally understood what was wrong. It turned out that the gang of black fans had been suffocating, and suddenly broke out at this time.

When the other audience heard this, they all laughed.

This kind of one-sided shouting before the battle started is almost rare, and even if there is, it is for those notorious criminal gladiators.

Not only was Julius not angry, but he was very happy, so he almost told the academy next to him, "See, Su ye belongs to our academy."

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

The two sides stood still at a distance of 100 meters, and as the referee sounded the whistle, the two sides made final preparations.

Su ye first summoned Di Aotian and Wang Dahammer, and then used protective magic for all the soldiers.

There is also a magician on the opposite side, who also uses protective magic for everyone.

But when Su ye released all the protective magic, the magician on the opposite side hadn't finished half of it.

When the audience saw it, they immediately became interested.

But next, Su ye was stunned.

Su ye took out a chair from somewhere, sat down, opened the magic book, and did his homework.

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

On the Longkou Terrace, sat the members of the demigod family and the priests of the Temple of Discord.

Everyone has the ability to influence the situation in Sparta, and everyone usually expresses their emotions and anger, but now, they look confused.

The High Priest of the Temple of Dispute tried his best to restrain the desire to throw the spear of Dispute, a demigod in his hand.

I just scolded the two colleges so badly, this bronze magician dares to play like this?

The high priest took a deep breath and made a decision. After ten minutes, he directly announced that the magician was blasphemy, and if he could kill him, he would kill him immediately. If the background was too big, he would whip him out of Sparta first!

Who do you despise?

The high priest looked at the other priests, no matter what faction they belonged to, all the priests nodded heavily at this moment.

Get rid of that damned magician and maintain the majesty of the Goddess of Discord!

In the arena, Segus's knees softened, and he almost knelt down, saying: "Idol, no, dear father! No, dear grandpa! Can you be more serious? This is really different from our daily gladiatorial matches. There are really gods watching Here, really! You are not afraid, we are.”

The other eight bronze warriors looked at Su ye eagerly, like a puppy who had been hungry for three days and saw his food being robbed, and might cry at any time.

This Su ye is so capable!

Don't you want to see who is sitting on the Longkou terrace?

Those are the priests of the goddess of strife. All the priests of this goddess are violent warriors. They wish for chaos in the world, and even hope that Sparta will cause chaos first and make them unhappy. After ten minutes, they must do something.

Su Ye smiled slightly, but without answering, he just handed the two magic beards to Wang Dahammer and Di Aotian respectively.

Seeing it, Segus sighed, and said: "Since you are ready, we will follow you crazy. Brothers, this match is related to whether we can survive until the afternoon. Let's work hard!"

Everyone nodded heavily.

The ten gladiators on the opposite side smiled and walked forward.

Then, an interesting scene happened to all the audience. A little goblin and a dwarf actually walked in the front of the First Academy team, with other warriors behind.

Seeing Wang Dahammer like a hooligan, with his arms around Di Aotian's shoulders, wearing a magic beard, he said in a breathless manner: "Di Aotian, I predict that we can finish them in three minutes, how long do you think they can last?"

Di Aotian thought for a while, then stretched out four fingers.

"Five minutes? You think highly of them."

Di Aotian glanced at Wang Dahammer with disgust.

Segus couldn't help leaning over to Wang Dachui's beard and said, "That's four."

"I said five is five!" Wang Dachui gave Segus a sideways look.

The voices of the two people spread throughout the audience.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The audience laughed together. The two little guys were quite good at bragging, but one of them couldn't count.

The gladiator on the opposite side was embarrassed.

They looked at each other, nodded vigorously, and secretly became ruthless.

Suddenly, there was a uniform shout from the auditorium.

"Diaotian! Wang Dahammer!"

"Diaotian! Wang Dahammer!"

Suye's black fans all cheered for Di Aotian and Wang Dachui.

Wang Dachui turned on the sheep and greeted the audience with Di Aotian.

Then, Wang Dachui suddenly rushed to the ten gladiators in front of him and said, "Brothers, you are too weak! Go home and drink milk for another two years, drink it in big gulps, it won't work if you drink too little."

The audience burst into laughter again.

It's really interesting that the dwarf riding a sheep is so arrogant.

The bronze gladiators on the opposite side took a deep breath, anger rising in their eyes.

The eyes of the priests of the Temple of Dispute lit up. Is there a lively dispute? Good thing!

"Fierce Eagle Academy, invincible!"

"Fierce Eagle Academy, invincible!"

The audience supporting the gladiators on the opposite side started shouting.

Afterwards, the audience supporting Di Aotian and Wang Dachui also started shouting.

Before the fight started, the supporters of both sides filled the arena with fire elements.