"I, Sikalius, win every battle!"

The gladiator in the arena raised his giant sword and shouted loudly.

The audience was ignited by him again, pushing the excitement to the peak, and shouting in unison: "Sicalus, win every battle!"

Rennes sat on the sofa in the private room, using the eyes of the soul to observe the mighty and majestic gladiator.

A powerful soul was exposed in front of the eyes.

"No Blood Soul Curse, nor is he an extraordinary person, indeed he is not a human." Ryan judged the strength of the gladiator's soul. The other party was not a legend. The extraordinary person with a level 7 to 8 has quite a lot of elements in his soul, and there were actually fifteen!

Intellectual races other than humans cannot integrate demon souls, and their elements generally have two sources.

One is born with its own talents, called racial talent.

Also, through continuous learning and training, mastering certain abilities or skills, elements will be formed in the soul.

Renn quickly identified the elements of the gladiator.

Level 4 strength, Level 2 endurance, tenacity, unyielding will, self-healing, charge, power explosion, sharp eye, accurate throwing, heavy blow, smooth slash, whirlwind slash, rapid shadow sprint, lightning counterattack...

These elements are very common, but extremely comprehensive, and each one has been greatly strengthened after high-intensity training.

Strength, defense, skills, ranged attacks.

The combination of many elements makes the gladiator a nearly perfect warrior!

The only disadvantage may be that the speed is slightly slow, which is a weakness brought by the huge body and is difficult to make up for the day after tomorrow.

Despite this, Rennes was still amazed that this gladiator was not an extraordinary person, and every element was obtained through training. It is hard to imagine how much sweat and energy he put into it.

Of course, this gladiator has a high talent, which is far beyond ordinary humans and many races.

The legendary berserkers among humans may not have so many elements.

"Um?"

Renn looked at the Gladiator's soul elements one by one, and when he saw the last one, a question mark appeared in his mind because he did not recognize this element.

The runes of elements are very unfamiliar and seem very complicated. I don’t know which level it is.

He opened the "Book of Thousand Souls" on his mobile phone. After searching and comparing, he could confirm that this was an unknown element and there was no record of it.

"interesting……"

Renn touched his chin, narrowed the vision of the Soul Eye, enlarged the appearance of this element, and sensed it carefully.

Because the distance is relatively long, the induction is not particularly clear, but you can still obtain some information and roughly understand the role of this element.

When the information was transmitted into his mind, Renne's eyes changed slightly, and he was shocked.

This element allows the gladiator to choose a target similar to the self-forming body and obtain part of the physical fitness of the target, including strength defense speed, etc., but does not include the target's spells or combat skills. It is just the purest physical strengthening, which is accumulated on the basis of the self. As long as the target is not replaced, the physical strengthening will always exist.

Rennes is not sure whether there are any restrictions when using this element and whether it has an impact on the target, but it is definitely a very rare element.

"It turned out to be this effect!"

"This element is worse than the 'mistry' of the 'mistry', but 'mistry' can only last for a period of time unless the target's soul is obtained, and it can be simulated for a long time."

"'Mitative' is a super-absolute element. This element should not be super-absolute, it can only be considered rare, and it must be the top element among rare."

"I don't know if it's his unique element or his racial talent? If it's racial talent..."

Rennes thought a lot at once.

Various applications of this element were formed in his mind, and his eyes became a little slight when he looked at the gladiators in the arena.

"Fabian, do you know the origin of this gladiator?" Renn asked casually.

The wind spirit immediately replied: "Sir, Sikalius is a Makurager from the Sain Plateau. He signed a contract with the Giant Mason Arena a few years ago and became a gladiator. He won every battle. He has not been defeated yet. He has won the annual championship for three consecutive years!"

"It turned out to be a Makurager." Ren suddenly realized in his heart.

The Sain Plateau is in the western part of the empire, with a wide area of ​​half an empire. It has a cold climate and crisscrossing mountains. From the plateau to the west, there are the world's mountains.

On this cold plateau, there are many powerful but rare races living in, mostly barbarians.

There are also racial differences among barbarian tribes, and the bloodlines are different.

Some barbarians are similar to humans and have highly developed civilizations; some are completely uncivilized, eat raw meat and drink blood, and are almost the same as wild animals, so it is difficult for outsiders to communicate with them.

According to different bloodlines, cultures and beliefs, there are more than twenty kinds of barbarians on the Sain Plateau.

The Makurages are one of them.

Renn searched for information about the Makurag people in his mobile book. This barbarian tribe is very small, with only a few thousand people. It is located in a steep mountainous area at the foot of the World Mountains, called Makurag Mountain. Like other barbarians, they are born with strong physiques and strength.

The Makurages are extremely martial and have started to develop combat skills since they were three years old.

Every adult Makurager is an excellent warrior. He is not only powerful in melee combat, but also has a superb ability to throw javelins with one hand.

The Makurages believed in Gilman, the "God of Loyalty and Glory", but this god was severely injured by the evil god of the abyss in the last era and fell into a deep sleep. He had not responded to the prayers of believers for thousands of years, and even the clergy of "Glory" had been lost, so some people suspected that Gilman had already died.

Renn saw that Sikalius's fire of faith was very weak and almost extinguished.

In this case, like the dwarf Zoltan, there is something wrong with the gods of faith.

At this time, amid the audience's shouting, the host of the arena announced a hunting performance through amplification.

Ten large iron cages were pushed out from the entrance.

Each iron cage was locked in a dire wolf who had been hungry for several days. The fur was brown and yellow, and the body was three meters long. The deep eyes were filled with bloodthirsty light, and a series of saliva flowed from the big fangs and mouths.

The dire wolf is a first-level monster. They have high intelligence and know how to fight together.

Ten dire wolfs can form a small wolf pack. Even if they are high-level extraordinary people, if they are surrounded by dire wolf packs, the ending will be difficult to predict.

At the host's order, ten iron cages were opened at the same time.

The dire wolf quickly rushed out of the iron cage, but did not attack immediately, but instead lowered his body and formed an encirclement around Sikalius.

Sikalius was not afraid, and changed the giant sword to his left hand and pulled out the javelin from behind.

"call out!"

With a sharp roar, the steel-cast javelin in his hand turned into a black light, which was so fast that the audience almost couldn't catch up with it. They only saw a dire wolf being pierced by the javelin and nailed to the ground tightly.

The remaining nine-headed dire wolf rushed up and besieged from different directions.

Sikalius' hands kept throwing all the javelins out within a few breaths, killing six dire wolfs, one of which cleverly penetrated the two dire wolfs.

After throwing the javelin, the four still alive dire wolf rushed in front of him.

Sikalius raised his giant sword, and turned it around with his right foot as the pivot point. The wide blade rolled up a terrifying whirlwind, and at the same time rolled the four dire wolf into it.

Puff puff puff...

The giant sword was like a winch, easily cutting the body of the dire wolf, and in a blink of an eye, they were cut into pieces.

A large amount of wolf blood splattered on Sikalius, dyeing him bloody.

"A hundred battles and wins!"

Sikalius raised his giant sword and roared wildly, his tall body stood in the arena, stepping on a huge wolf corpse under his feet. This scene was so exciting.

The audience was stimulated by blood and shouted, and the sounds went higher and higher.

"Sicalius, win every battle..."

Renn in the box applauded, showing his appreciation, "It is indeed not a futile reputation to be able to be undefeated in the arena for three years."

This battle seemed simple and ended in less than ten seconds, but it showed Sikalius's extremely exquisite fighting skills. Whether it was throwing a javelin or the last whirlwind slash, Sikalius was calm and perfectly grasping every opportunity.

If he had been on the court himself, he might not have been so lightweight.

In terms of combat skills alone, Rennes dared not say that he could beat Sikalius, but with his terrifying body strength, as well as the dual assistance of mobile phone gyroscope and truth will, it would be no problem to defeat this barbarian by himself.

Amid the cheers, Sikalius left the court gloriously and continued to maintain an unbeaten record.

The other battles will take turns to take place.

Rennes came to the arena for the first time and was enjoyable.

In the arena of the Empire, Gladiators are generally below the legend. The destructive power above the legend is too great, and the protective barrier of the arena is unbearable.

Moreover, legendary strong men have a high status and are rarely willing to go on stage to fight with others for money.

Gladiators also focus on melee professions and compete with melee skills. This kind of battle with swords and swords can stimulate the audience's senses.

The battle of the spellcaster is difficult for ordinary people to understand, and sometimes it ends inexplicably and is not enough to appreciate.

In addition to one-on-one single-player battles, the Giant Hammer Arena also has three-on-three, five-on-five team battles, and a team battle of twenty people.

Each battle mode will be ranked according to the winning rate, and the monthly champion will be determined in one month and a considerable bonus will be obtained.

With a one-year cycle, the twelve groups of monthly champions are in the final winners!

The champion of the year will receive huge bonuses.

Many extraordinary people and alien masters form teams for bonuses to play.

Renn watched several three-on-three battles in a row, which was quite exciting. No one who dared to become a gladiator had the strength far surpassing the extraordinary ones of the same level.

Today's winner consists of a human great swordsman, a male wood elf druid, and a female assassin. They won three consecutive games, and their strength is obviously higher than their opponents. They cooperate with each other and won easily, but the scene looks very exciting, which attracted the audience to shout.

Rennes was also very satisfied with watching it, so he took out a few golden shields and threw them on the arena, giving them a reward.

When the sun was west, the arena performance ended.

The audience left one after another, and Renn finally waited for the person he was going to meet today. A tall wood elf walked into the box and bowed: "I have met Lord Lord, I am Tosedlin, the boss of the Giant Hammer Arena."

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