Chapter 1000
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The Dragon Wing Governor accepted the Elixir of Dragon Heart without hesitation. His heart was filled with joy.
He had spent a great deal of time and effort to obtain the Elixir of Dragon Heart, but to no avail. Now, he had been rewarded with a Elixir of Dragon Heart by merely introducing a Golden-clothed Deacon to Jian Wushuang. The Governor was overjoyed.
Jian Wushuang smiled faintly. The Elixir of Dragon Heart was of no concern to him. What mattered most to him was the whereabouts of his father.
Just then …
"Hmm?" Jian Wushuang's face twitched as he turned his eyes to the front.
From his room, he could clearly see through the window that two figures were engaged in a frenzied battle in the center of the arena.
Both of them were slaves controlled by the Gladiator Arena. Both of them had reached the Eternal Realm and their battle strength was quite impressive. Amidst the roars and shouts of countless spectators, the two of them fought fiercely.
For these two slaves, it was either you die or I live in this battle.
What was supposed to be an ordinary battle of life and death had attracted Jian Wushuang's attention because of the giant man who stood more than three meters tall, clad in scarlet armor. His body was shrouded in a peculiar aura of light that spoke of his incredible physical strength.
His opponent's strength was no less than that of the giant man's. However, there was a great disparity in their defensive capabilities.
The giant man's body was incomparably strong, far more so than any of the strongest Eternal Realm warriors. It was this indomitable body that enabled the giant man to rampage through his opponent's attacks. His opponent was forced to retreat before finally succumbing to the giant man's hands.
Jian Wushuang saw all of this clearly.
"That giant man … the Secret Skill he practiced …" Jian Wushuang's eyes narrowed as he turned to the Dragon Wing Governor beside him.
"I have a presumptuous request, Dragon Wing Governor." Jian Wushuang spoke.
"My young friend, what can I do for you?" The Dragon Wing Governor said warmly.
"I want him." Jian Wushuang pointed at the giant man who had just emerged victorious in the arena.
"That's easy." The Dragon Wing Governor smiled faintly. Then, he summoned an attendant of the arena and whispered a few words into his ear.
The waiter quickly left.
In the inner layer of the arena, where the slaves gathered, the giant man who had just walked down from the arena appeared in the middle of the crowd. Then, he sat down on the ground.
"Eight rounds. Twelve more rounds!" The giant man clenched his fists and muttered.
These slaves had all been bought from experts at a high price by the Colosseum. They would fight each other in the Colosseum, and the Colosseum would make huge profits through the betting battles of the spectators.
Of course, as slaves, they would regain their freedom one day.
According to the rules of the arena, as long as they survived twenty one-on-one life and death battles, they would regain their freedom.
Take this giant man for example. Including the one just now, he had already gone through eight life and death battles. He had survived all eight battles, while his opponents had all died.
Next, he would have to fight another twelve life and death battles.
However, the opponents that the arena had arranged for him to fight to the death were all people whose strength was very close to his. They were all great challenges for him. Although his physical body was strong, he did not have the slightest confidence that he could survive the next twelve battles.
"I wonder if I, Qing Bin, will ever see the light of day again. Will I ever be able to return to my tribe?"
The giant man sighed in admiration.
Just then, the servant of the Dragon Wing Governor approached them. His eyes immediately fell on the giant man as soon as he arrived.
"You, come with me." The attendant said directly.
"Me?" The giant man was taken aback. He frowned and said, "I have just fought a battle. My strength is not yet fully recovered. Are you asking me to fight again?"
"I'm not asking you to fight. Two lords are calling for you," the attendant said.
"Someone wants to see me? What for? "The giant man was puzzled.
"You will know when the time comes. Come with me." The attendant did not waste time with the giant man.
It didn't take long for the giant man to arrive at the VIP room under the guidance of the attendant.
As soon as he entered the lounge, the giant man saw the two men sitting side by side.
"City Lord, the slave you wanted has been brought here," the attendant said respectfully.
"From this day on, he is no longer a slave of the Colosseum." The Dragon Wing Governor declared.
"Yes, my Lord." The attendant nodded respectfully and turned to leave.
"My little friend Jian Wushuang, the slave you have requested is here." The Dragon Wing Governor said with a smile.
"Good." Jian Wushuang nodded slightly.
But the giant man was still in a daze.
"I … I am no longer a slave of the Colosseum?" The giant man was still in a daze.
If someone else had said this, he wouldn't have believed it even if he was beaten to death.
After all, he had been purchased by the Colosseum at a high price. How could the Colosseum give him back his freedom so easily?
But the one who had said it was no ordinary man.
"My Lord, could it be the Dragon Wing Governor?" The giant man could not help but wonder. He stared intently at the Dragon Wing Governor and Jian Wushuang. "If he is the Dragon Wing Governor, then who is this man beside him? The Dragon Wing Governor seems to be very polite to him. But he is just an Eternal Realm warrior. "
"I have a few questions for you. Answer them truthfully. If I am satisfied with your answers, I will grant you your freedom. You will no longer have to fight in the Colosseum." Jian Wushuang stared intently at the giant man before him.
"Ask away, my Lord." The giant man grew excited.
He was very clear that under normal circumstances, it was almost impossible for him to walk through 20 battles in the Arena and leave alive. In the end, there was a 99% chance that he would die in the Arena. But now, there was a rare opportunity in front of him that could allow him to survive.
"I have seen you fight with your opponent. Your physique is extremely strong." Jian Wushuang said. "Aside from your bloodline, the most important reason for the strength of your physique is the Secret Technique of Body Refinement that you have cultivated to a very high level. Am I right?"
"Yes. I have indeed cultivated a Secret Technique of Body Refinement to a very high level." The giant man nodded in agreement.
"If I am not mistaken, the Secret Technique of Body Refinement you have cultivated must be the Secret Technique of Immortality." Jian Wushuang asked solemnly.
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