The World of Deities

Chapter 317 Who do you despise?

Julius roughly calculates that the total number of these dark iron divine power equipment exceeds 1,000 pieces.

"The great magician Su Ye, 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 twin kings order to forge, the entire Spartan black iron divine power equipment The average daily output is less than 50 pieces. Don’t be surprised, because in addition to gold masters, no matter how good magic blacksmiths are, it takes many days to build a black iron magical equipment. And gold masters tend to build stronger magical equipment."

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

"You also said that those are dwarf blacksmiths. They are born masters of forging. We Sparta have no shortage of ordinary weapons, and the forging of ordinary weapons is even far better than that of Athens. However, there are too few magicians and fewer willing to participate in forging, so supernatural power The speed of equipment forging has become Spartan’s shortcomings. Over the years, the twin kings and the elders have been discussing whether to introduce a large number of magicians, but the nobles have always opposed, for fear that the magicians will threaten the status of the nobles." Stow.

"That's it. It seems that I opened a branch here is the right choice. By the way, remember to give me all the first batch of purchases. For long-term cooperation, we should first show our sincerity to the dwarves." Su Yedao.

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

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

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

Julius patted his belly and promised to make a good charity meeting.

Early the next morning, Julius took Su Ye and some of the gladiators, left the first college arena, and went to the arena of the Dispute Gladiator.

Like all major gladiatorial games, it started with a long opening ceremony, approaching ceremony, epic recitation, prayer to the goddess...

During this process, Su Ye occasionally glanced at the arena, and roughly estimated that there were more than 100,000 spectators in the arena. This is still a small number of Spartans. If it is replaced by Athens, it will be doubled.

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

However, Su Ye always feels something is wrong.

After a long opening ceremony, under the gaze of the wooden statue of the goddess of strife, thirty-two gladiator academies were lined up everywhere in the arena, and the host began to draw lots.

The two academies that were drawn directly rushed to the field and started a duel.

The rules of the Goddess of Discord gladiatorial match are different. The first focus is on disputes, and the outcome is not important.

Each game only has ten minutes. Regardless of whether the double ten is won or lost, the team will withdraw and reduce one member to wait for the next double nine.

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

The two gladiatorial academies in the third game played with their minds, and on the surface they were playing lively, but they were actually saving energy.

At ten minutes, the two teams stopped.

But what awaited them was the roar of the high priest of the Temple of Discord.

"Despicable bug! Inferior mouse! Irrespectful bastard! In front of the great goddess of strife, you are slacking off! I don't care whose nobleman behind you, which elder or king! In the name of the goddess of strife, I announce that the Silver Lion Academy and the Sphinx Academy are forbidden to participate in any gladiatorial competitions organized by the Temple of Discord for ten years! These 20 damn maggots will be listed as unpopular by the Temple of Discord! The scum of your two academies Get out immediately, take a step, I will pray that the power of the goddess crushes you, from the top of the head to the toes, all into meat sauce! Get out! Get out now!"

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

Many viewers realized that they had been deceived, so they cursed.

Amid the shouts of everyone, the people from the two academies ran away dingy.

Many gladiators not only did not take pity for the same disease, but followed by cursing.

Sergus curled his lips on the side and said, "These idiots do whatever they can for the championship. It's fine to play for the championship. Your High Priest personally supervises him. He even dared to play like this. It deserves it."

Julius immediately scolded: "Remember, the first game, go all out! I don't need you to save energy, I only need the high priest to be satisfied, I only need the goddess to be satisfied! We can lose, but we can't be scolded. Do you understand? If I dare to make my face dull, I will throw you into the black jail and taste the taste of being caught by cockroaches and mice!"

The gladiators shook their bodies, and Julius said to do it.

Segus hurriedly said: "Su Ye, then don't do your homework this time."

Julius froze for a moment, smiled slightly, and said, "Su Ye decides by himself, I believe he will make the most correct choice."

"But..." Sergus continued to speak, but Julius's stern look stopped him.

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

Thousands of spectators suddenly became energetic, their eyes lighted up, staring at the scene.

Then, 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 names will trigger more or less cheers. When talking about Su Ye, the audience suddenly burst into cheers that were not the most, but the loudest and neatest.

"Su Ye! Must lose!"

As soon as Su Ye heard it, he almost burst into swearing. Following the reputation, he saw nearly ten thousand black fans excitedly put their hands to their lips and shouted in unison.

Uniform!The voice is loud!

It's almost like rehearsing.

Organized and disciplined!

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

When the other audience heard it, they all laughed.

This kind of cries out to the side before the battle started, almost rarely, even if they were, they were against the notorious criminal gladiators.

Julius was not only not angry, but very happy, so he almost told the college next to him, did you see that Su Ye belongs to our college.

The ten gladiators from the opposite college were quite happy and marched forward happily.

The two sides stood 100 meters apart, and as the referee's whistle sounded, the two sides made final preparations.

Su Ye first summoned Di Aotian and Wang Sledgehammer, and then used protective magic for all fighters.

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 had not finished half of it.

The audience suddenly became interested.

However, Su Ye stunned the audience.

Su Ye didn't know where to pull out a chair, sat down, opened the magic book, and did his homework.

Nearly ten thousand fans looked around, looking at the stunned faces in the audience, and couldn't help laughing.

At the Longkou terrace, members of the demigod family and priests of the Temple of Discord were sitting.

Everyone has the ability to influence the situation in Sparta. Everyone is usually happy and angry, but now, he looks confused.

The high priest of the Temple of Dissension exhausted all his strength to restrain the desire to throw the semi-artificial weapon Dispute spear in his hand.

I just cursed the two academies into a bloody spray, this bronze magician dare 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 could kill him directly. If the background is too big, use a whip to drive out Sparta!

Who do you despise?

The high priest looked at the other priests. No matter what faction they belonged to, all priests focused their heads at this moment.

Kill that damn magician and maintain the majesty of the goddess of strife!

In the field, Sergus’ knees softened and he almost knelt down and said, "Idol, no, my father! No, my grandfather! Can you be more serious? This is really different from our daily gladiatorial match. It is really watched by the gods. Here, really! You are not afraid, we are afraid."

The other eight bronze warriors looked at Su Ye eagerly, just like the puppies who had been hungry for three days and saw the food taken away, they might cry at any time.

This Su Ye is too capable!

Don't you just look at who is sitting on the Longkou terrace?

Those were the priests of the goddess of strife. Each of the priests of this goddess was an irritable warrior. He was anxious for the chaos of the world, and even wished that Sparta would mess up first and make them unhappy. After ten minutes, he would definitely do it.

Su Ye smiled slightly, did not answer, but handed the two magic beards to Wang Dahammer and Di Aotian respectively.

Sergus took a look, sighed, and said: "Since you are ready, let's follow you crazy. Brothers, this one is related to whether we can live until the afternoon. Let's work hard!"

Everyone nodded.

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

Then, an interesting scene happened to all the audience. A little goblin and a little man walked in the forefront of the first academy team, and the other soldiers were behind.

Just like a gangster, Wang Dahammer put his arms around Di Aotian's shoulders and said with a flow of air with a magic beard: "Di Aotian, I predict we can solve them in three minutes. How long do you think they can carry them?"

Di Aotian thought for a while and stretched out four fingers.

"Five minutes? You look down on them too much."

Di Aotian glanced at Wang Sledgehammer with disgust.

Sergus couldn't help but leaned over to Wang Dahui's beard and said, "That's four."

"I said five is five!" Wang Da Hammer gave Sergus a slanted look.

The voices of the two people spread throughout the audience.

"Hahahaha..."

The audience laughed together. The two little guys were quite capable of playing, but one of them didn't know how to count.

The gladiator opposite was embarrassed.

They looked at each other and nodded vigorously, secretly.

Suddenly, there were uniform shouts from the audience.

"Di Aotian! Wang Sledgehammer!"

Su Ye's black fans cheered for Di Aotian and Wang Dahui.

Wang Dahui turned over the sheep and greeted the audience with Di Aotian.

Then, Wang Dahui suddenly rushed to the ten gladiators in front of him and said, "My buddy, you are too weak! Go home and drink milk for two more years. Drink it. If you drink less, it won't work."

The audience burst into laughter again.

The dwarf riding the sheep is so arrogant, it is really interesting.

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

The priests of the Temple of Dissension lit up, is there a lively dispute?Good thing!

"Fighting Eagle Academy, invincible!"

The audience supporting the opposite gladiator began to shout.

Subsequently, the audience supporting Di Aotian and Wang Dahui also began to shout.

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