As a punishment for being killed as a "raw material", at noon, Batitas left all contractors without food.

The contractors are actually stress-free. Although they don’t eat or drink water for a long time, they will fall into a [weak] state, and the entire state will drop by 10%, but they will not die. What’s more, they all store food and water in the space mark.

Batiatus's seemingly harsh but indulgent attitude actually kicked off the bloody killing among the contractors. His punishment will only work for mortals. As long as he does not kill each other in front of the guards and dies without evidence, he will not be severely punished.

So, during the lunch break, Kirk saw a scene similar to the Warring States Hegemony. Countless people were whispering, forming cliques, conspiring and pointing fingers. Nearly 30 contractors joined forces, which was even more complicated than the international situation in the 21st century.

Xiaopang was a little uneasy, and some people obviously pointed their hands at themselves and their elder brother.

"Brother, why don't we go and get close to each other and join a team? Now it seems that everyone is forming cliques and seeking protection?"

"No need." Kirk sighed: "If we want to join, they may not be willing to accept it. If the other party has ulterior motives, it is even more dangerous. The contractors are very cautious and it is difficult to fight to kill people with heart and mind." Kirk always felt that the superficial alliance is more dangerous than the superficial hostility. If we cannot cooperate sincerely, it is better to do it alone. He will not easily absorb people, nor will he join others rashly.

The big-bearded Arabian man who was beaten by Vero had a very charm of bin Laden. He gathered 6 or 7 contractors who believed in Islam to form the "Muslim Brotherhood", and Xiaopang simply called him bin Laden. Because he believed in the same clan, the Muslims rituals when they met, and they could not see the differences between Sunni and Shiites, and then patted and beat them very intimately. Kirk estimated that this was also the most harmonious faction among all teams.

The bearded man who was right with Spartacus claimed that he was from the United States and was a cult leader. He never mentioned the name of the sect. He joined forces with five contractors to form a loose alliance, led by him. This cult is very charming and talkative. He seemed to have been in the space for a long time, and others were very convinced.

In addition to the black one-eyed dragon gang that was the first to kill people and seize treasures, the entire team showed a three-pointer in the world. However, there were many people who chose to work alone, and two people attracted Kirk's attention. One was the MT holding a big round shield, and the other was the white-robed female magician. They did not join any gang. Maybe they had high self-supporting strength and did not want to hang out with others, or were still hesitating to join which party.

After the division of the sphere of influence, several contractors had already looked at Kirk and other "non-party members" with malicious eyes, obviously they had the idea of ​​picking up soft persimmons first. However, there are many gangs at present. There are also disputes within the gang, and finally there was a stalemate for noon and no new bloody incident occurred.

The afternoon training was still the same, Kirk and Xiaopang were still lazy, the gladiators were still beating the "raw materials", the contractors were still letting go, and Dokut was still cursing until an unexpected bloodshed occurred.

The young contractor trained with Cres was slapped in the face by Cres in succession, and finally got anxious! The rabbit bites people even when it is anxious, let alone the contractor in the world of plot!

Without saying a word, he pulled out a sharp German-style half-sword and a silver-shining half-body steel shield from the space, which was like Captain America. The contractor raised his right hand high, clenched his fist, stretched out his thumb, and then slowly turned downward, making a provocative move that was full of rage in the Roman era! It seems that the contractor is very confident in his own strength and is determined to break up with Cres and do it completely!

Cres was stunned, smiled slightly, then stretched out his right hand, and his thumb was also down.

The contractor roared and suddenly used the German hand and half sword to draw a powerful and powerful horizontal slash! His power should have passed 15 points, and the sharp and heavy hand and half sword actually made a sound of wind and thunder in his hand, passing through the sword shadows, and roaring towards Cres' left arm!

Kirk himself used a long sword, and he could tell at a glance that this guy's [basic large sword master] must have exceeded level 5, which is only higher than himself!

Those who can become the contractors are crouching tigers, hidden dragons, and there is no waste!

Chris sneered and casually blocked it with a wooden sword.

A whiteboard wooden sword is used to face the elite enchantment weapon for the contractor!

Two swords with unequal levels collided together, making a sound of gold and stone!

As a result, the contractor was directly shocked two or three steps away. An incredible expression appeared on his face. All the contractors were shocked.

Even the strongest contractor cannot guarantee that he can block the full-strength attack of the melee contractor with a wooden sword.

Cres smiled evilly: "Well, it's not all good, it's not all soft guys, and there are those who dare to challenge me to swing my sword. But I'm very upset about some of the things I hesitated last night. Today I really want to kill someone and see blood, so I teased you. Damn, idiot!"

Then, he launched a fierce attack.

A fierce side slash, the contractor defended with a shield, Cres quickly closed the knife, and another skillfully slashed upward. The contractor moved quickly to dodge, and Kirk saw that his [basic footsteps] had also exceeded level 5.

Cres showed a satisfied look, and the contractor's face became more and more serious. As a melee expert, he had already felt the "power" of the other party, the tragic aura that permeated countless killings on the battlefield.

Cres slid and assaulted, the contractor sneered. He just raised his shield to block it, but saw Cres's steps suddenly change from under the shield. The contractor screamed in his heart, but it was too late!

Cres used a fake move to deceive the contractor's defense, but rolled over the contractor's back like a swallow passing through the cloud, and then stabbed the wooden sword deep under the contractor's ribs!

The contractor was not fatal because Cres wanted to play, but he just stabbed his ribs hard, two bones broke, and some of them pierced into the internal organs, causing unbearable pain.

The contractor's eyes flashed with anger, and suddenly, his momentum exploded violently!

It is difficult for Kirk to describe this momentum, but it is obvious that the contractor should have used some special advanced ability or hidden talent.

In fact, the hidden talent of this contractor is [Power Explosion]. A KOF-like Burning Bean: explodes all his potential within 60 seconds, and his full attributes rise by 30%. After 60 seconds, he will directly enter the [Deep Weakness] state, and his full attributes drop by 30%, lasting for 300 seconds.

If you can't kill the enemy, you can only wait to die.

He took the initiative.

Cres saw it and actually laughed happily, then he held the wooden sword and came over.

Just 34 seconds later, the two legs of the 130% melee specialist in the state were broken and knelt on the ground. Cres raised his sword and a big, glaring head rose into the sky. The cross-section of his neck was extremely smooth, the snow-white cervical nerves were still twitching, and blood vessels were still gushing, but the head was gone. Life left this body!

All contractors were shuddering. In terms of attributes, after the outbreak, the contractor's attributes were no much worse than Cres, but he still ended up with a miserable ending of falling into the ground.

"The combat awareness and combat instinct are too different!" The one-eyed dragon snorted coldly.

Xiaopang didn't understand. Kirk explained: "Wild Siberian tigers are about the same size as artificial breeding Siberian tigers. Who can win if they fight?"

"Of course, wild tigers can win, because they are hunting, and if they don't hunt, they will starve to death. Although the artificially cultivated tigers are not small in size and strength, they are flowers grown in a greenhouse. Hunting is just interest and instinct. There is a huge difference between the two sides in the use of power, skills, and killing instincts." Kirk sighed: "The power of our contractors comes from space, and they are not improved by training, so they will definitely not reach the state of natural and easy-to-release gladiator in their use."

Seeing this, all the contractors also understood. In this plot world, many contractors actually disagree with it, and always felt that the reason why they could not beat the gladiator was because they kept letting go. In fact, what they never knew was that the gladiator was also letting go!

If both sides really kill, they will probably be themselves who will eventually fall to the ground.

Many people who entered the bullpen originally had the transcendent mentality of "a paradise, hidden in the city", but now when looking at the simple bullpen, they have become prisoners. Because of this training camp, there are more than 30 superb gladiators. Even if the contractors work together to riot and resist, they will not escape the fate of being killed one by one.

After Kres killed the contractor of melee specialization, he carried the bloody head and hummed the Roman tune, and walked away easily. Although the instructor Docott roared loudly and asked him to come back, this champion gladiator, as a money-making man, didn't even take his master Battitas seriously. How could he take the words of a black slave in his heart? Docott was so angry that he bit his teeth and roared to make the remaining gladiators train.

The contractor had not recovered from this shock, and another shock came. A contractor of the "Muslim Brotherhood" was stabbed by a gladiator in the thigh with a sword, and his legs were covered with blood and could no longer be trained. Docott asked someone to notify Batitas. Batitas scolded the overly attacked the gladiator a few words, but directly asked someone to take the contractor away. The gladiator followed him, and he came back soon, with blood stained on the sword, and the contractor never came back.

After returning from dusk, the contractor calmed down, and there was no tension in the midday when the sword was tense and the dog hair stood up. Even if you could get the greatest benefit, if you had no life to go out alive, you would not be able to squander how many bloody keys you collected.

In the afternoon, Cres's combat skills and Batitas' cruelty taught a lesson to the contractor who feels good about himself. The main contradiction changed from the cruel hunt between the contractor to the double contradiction between the contractor and the gladiator, and the contractor.

The American bearded man stood up and said loudly.

"Everyone! I've inquired. Batista's plan is to defeat his competitor's fat Andynus at the "Biosian Festival" gladiator performance in Marseille 7 days later, and win both fame and fortune. For this goal, I heard him instruct Docot, the raw materials, that is, we, to consume more, and it doesn't matter. The key is to cultivate these gladiators as soon as possible. Tonight, he will set off for Gaul and buy back a batch of raw materials!"

The contractors were in chaos and began to whisper.

"I said, if this is the case, you can think about how many of us can survive these 7 days! The camp has regulations that raw materials are disabled, and the gladiators with insufficient qualifications will be killed on the same day to avoid wasting food. Anyway, I was almost disabled by the bitch at least three times. In the space, disability is just a small problem, but now it is a big problem of life and death! Who can guarantee that a gladiator like a mad dog will not be injured when fighting, you? You? Or you?" The bearded man roared loudly.
Chapter completed!