The audience cheered and vomited one after another, and the entire arena began to tremble. Several not-too-high stone walls slowly rose from the ground, creating a complex maze in the arena.

"Damn." Lin Chi cursed, watching the wall made of large stones blocking him, and the smell of blood was emitted from the gaps in the walls, even overshadowing the stench of the Right Xian King. I don't know how long it had been soaked in the blood.

"Is this for the 'program effect'?" He looked around with a frown.

The rising walls in the arena could not stop the audience from watching the game, and they also had no effect on the extremely tall Right Sage King, but they seriously affected Lin Chi's visibility, allowing him to confirm the location of the BOSS through "listening to the sound and identifying position".

While the wall was rising, the host's voice came from above again, confirming Lin Chi's judgment:

"The gladiators who challenge the Huns will find that they are trapped in a cruel maze! So now, let's see how long these slave gladiators can survive the offensive of the Huns?"

“Oh oh oh oh…”

The tyrannical shouts of the Right Xianwang instantly ignited the emotions of the audience on the sidelines, making their cheers and vomiting louder. Listening to the heavy footsteps of the Right Xianwang begin to approach, looking at the other slaves who were so smoldered that they had lost their combat power on the sidelines, Lin Chi did not think for too long, and decisively raised his knife to cut one of them's throat.

——Now, if you want to kill the "Youxian King", you can only absorb the lives of these slaves.

The moment when he cut the slave's throat with a knife, Lin Chi felt a warm and strong "abdom" that poured into his body, causing his body temperature to rise slightly.

"You have obtained the life of a person who was a slave responsible for transporting goods during his lifetime. The passive skill triggered increases your strength by 2 points. This effect will last for five minutes."

Seeing this prompt, Lin Chi was unambiguous and waved his knife to cut off the head of another slave who fell to the ground, so as to relieve the other party as quickly as possible.

Another invisible force surged into his body, and a prompt popped up in front of him again:

"You have obtained the life of a person who was a habitual stealing in the Colosseum city before your life. The triggered passive skills increase your agility by 3 points. This effect will last for five minutes."

——Since close-killing will trigger the "life storage" skill, can remotely collect human heads trigger the skill effect?

Thinking of this, Lin Chi picked up a short knife at his feet and threw it out. Under the bonus of high power, the knife tore the air and brought out a afterimage, nailing it into the heart of a slave who was twitching ten meters away.

"You have obtained the life of a person. This person was a fisherman under the slave owner during his lifetime. He triggered the passive skill "fishing" to improve your fishing efficiency. The effect will last for five minutes."

"What kind of garbage skill is this?"

Before Lin Chi finished speaking, the wall beside him burst, and the huge Youxian King rushed over, stretched out his rotten hand and grabbed his body!

Seeing that the situation was not instant, Lin Chi suddenly retreated and barely avoided the opponent's attack, picked up the second weapon as quickly as possible. The Titan's grip immediately triggered again. He retreated like lightning, turned around and ran without hesitation.

"Oh, our challenger suddenly ran away after killing several companions!" The host mocked: "I have to admit that he escaped very quickly!"

The audience on the sidelines burst into laughter, but Lin Chi completely ignored the sluts and just held a one-handed weapon in both hands and ran forward along the maze made of stone walls.

"Don't...run!"

The hoarse voice of the Right Xianwang came from ten meters away. Although Lin Chi reacted quickly enough, he began to escape almost instantly. However, the opponent was chasing him very quickly, and the distance with Lin Chi was also shortened.

——With 21 points of strength and 20 points of agility, you cannot compete with the Right Sage King.

Realizing this, Lin Chi accelerated his pace again, almost "transferring" forward, running to the right at the turn ahead, and finally stretched a little distance a little.

But he knew very well that if he continued like this, he would only die.

Now I have four minutes to add my skills. When the bonus disappears, I will be completely powerless to turn things around.

What’s even more miserable is that with only 16 points of endurance, you will be caught up by the Right King if you last within four minutes!

So now, we must find other ways, if we can find a way to kill more people and absorb their lives...

Thinking of this, Lin Chi was running forward panting and raised his head and focused his dangerous gaze on the audience, and began to quickly think about the next strategy.

In order to ensure the safety of the audience, the height of the audience seats of this circular are much higher than that of the inside of the arena. Even the audience who are vomiting at the bottom of the arena is ten meters away from the ground inside the arena.

You can't rush up to kill them by relying on your current attributes. Even if you throw the knife in your hand and kill one of them, you may not be able to absorb any good skills. Your "Titan Grip" effect will disappear instead.

Now, we can only use other means...

Standing next to the wall below the audience, Lin Chi, who had no way out, raised his swords in his hand and pointed at the head of the rushing King Youxian:

"Die, the Huns."

Although his voice was very small, the Right Xianwang heard Lin Chi's words in the noisy sound made by the audience. His dark red eyes suddenly bulged, and he opened his mouth that was so rotten that it exposed his teeth, and shouted:

"I'm not...the Huns! Don't try to humiliate me! I'm the Youxian King under Maodun Shanyu!"

This unstoppable violent beast rushed towards Lin Chi's position. Seeing the guy rushing towards the wall below the audience, the audience exclaimed, but Lin Chi's face showed an undetectable smile.

Then, his body suddenly moved.

Lin Chi, holding two swords in his hand, did not try to show up with the Right Xianwang, but suddenly leaned forward and made a "sliding shovel" and slid out from the feet of the rotten corpse. The Right Xianwang, who had no time to brake, hit the stone wall next to the arena and made a thud.

"Ahhhhhh!"

The Right Xianwang stretched out his hands to cover his head and screamed. There were already spider-web-shaped cracks on the stone wall that had just been hit.

Of course, the walls around the arena are much stronger than the maze stone walls in the field, and they will not be knocked down because of this. But the front row audience sitting directly above the impact position were still shocked, and several people almost fell down.

"Don't panic, everyone! The audience will not collapse!"

The soldiers in the audience were still trying to maintain order, but unfortunately they were just futile. The audience in this area, who were shocked just now, stood up in panic and planned to leave.

"Don't move around! Please enjoy the game with peace of mind!" the soldiers continued to shout, but unfortunately his remarks were not very convincing in this stinking arena.

"It's so dangerous... This is far worse than the Alexander Arena. If you want to see the Huns in the future, just wait for him to appear there..."

"Yes, and it's too smelly, right? Just giving a piece of rag is not useful. Lavender is included in Alexander Arena..."

Seeing that not only the audiences who had just been hit, but also the audiences in other seats began to leave. The staff of Caesar Arena were also panicked. After all, they were just workers under the slave owner. If the reputation of the arena became worse, they would not only be fired, but might even be thrown into the arena to feed the lions...

——So, what should I do now?

While these staff members were at a loss, a woman in red robe standing outside Caesar Arena listened to the sound of the large building behind her, and a proud smile appeared on the half-face exposed under the hood:
Chapter completed!