Ancient Rome: From Slaveholder to Supreme Emperor

Chapter 26: Pompeo is going to fall behind

“call!”

After Ye Tian left again, Aurelia breathed a sigh of relief again. She guessed that Ye Tian was absolutely deliberate. When she was angry with Pompeo, she also took advantage of him by the way.

Pompey looked at the look in her eyes, how could she not see it.

“This guy is really too bastard, and really too bold!”

Aurelia gave Ye Tian a fierce look, and then her gaze fell on the arena again.

The corner of Ye Tian’s mouth slowly curled up.

When guiding Caesar, by the way, playing with Aurelia, you can also get angry with Pompeo, and needless to say the sense of accomplishment and satisfaction in your heart.

It’s so fucking cool!

Emperor Caesar, who is it?

I come, I see, I conquer!

In history, what a domineering sentence he said in the future to witness his unstoppable power!

In front of him, teasing Aurelia, she was inexplicably excited just thinking about it.

Not only him, but Pompeo, this ambitious guy, should be furious at this moment.

“Chang!”

“Chang!”

…

In the beast cage, two daggers collided and two shields were fighting against each other. The fighting between the two had reached a feverish level, attracting everyone’s attention.

The gladiatorial fight is very exciting, there is no water, the two are fighting for their right to survive, and they are almost evenly matched. The powerful male breath emanates from the two of them, arousing the hearts of the Romans. Wildness.

The spilt blood awakened the aggressive bloodliness of the ancient Romans. Everyone was screaming frantically, and the citizens standing in the back row were even more embracing men and women.

“Chang!”

With another collision, the short sword in the stormer’s hand was directly knocked into the ground, and his tiger’s mouth was bleeding.

“The storm is over!”

Ye Tian said lightly to Caesar again: “Remember that I told you that the sword is the lifeline of every swordsman. If the sword is removed, it means that the swordsman is also dead! So, if you want to practice the sword, you must first hold it. Tighten the sword, the sword will not leave the body!”

“I see, teacher!”

Caesar nodded seriously, but his brow wrinkled slightly, because he found that Ye Tian’s head was too low, and he almost touched Aurelia.

But soon he was relieved, because it was too noisy here, if Ye Tian didn’t get close, Bengen would not be able to speak to him.

“puff!”

Sure enough, after the short sword was knocked into the air, the Stormer couldn’t hold it any longer. The arm was chopped by a sword, his waist was chopped by a sword, his thigh was chopped by a sword, and then he was kicked by the young warrior. After that, he struggled to stand up, but the young man had already stamped his feet on his chest.

“Damn stormer!”

“It’s lost, it’s lost!”

“How could it be that the incomparable stormer was defeated…”

…

The storm was defeated, and many people couldn’t accept it. After all, he had won ten consecutive victories before, and he was able to solve his opponents with the fastest speed, almost the God of War in the beast cage.

The powerful God of War was defeated in this way, which made them somewhat unacceptable. Of course, the main reason for their unacceptability was that they had laid a heavy burden on the Stormer, and now they had a complete blood loss.

“Gentlemen and ladies, let us decide together the fate of the stormer who fell to the altar. Will he be decapitated or do you expect him to perform in the next game?”

Krasu walked out appropriately and said to the excited audience with a smile, everything is under his control, this time, he has made a lot of money.

Making money is so simple!

Krasu couldn’t help but think of it triumphantly.

“kill!”

“kill!”

“kill!”

…

As Ye Tian said, only the blood splashed by the storm can parallel the anger of the gamblers.

At the last moment, they were the wind-heat admirers of the storm, and at this moment, they were the urging ghosts of the storm.

This is the sorrow of the gladiator and the ultimate fate of all powerful gladiators.

When their value is squeezed out, they will fall sadly amidst the applause.

“puff!”

The short sword in the young warrior’s hand was swung, and a head was chopped off, blood sprayed like a pillar, which drew crazy cheers from all the audience again.

Whenever a gladiator fell, it was the most carnival moment of the Romans.

“Do!!”

Pompeo couldn’t help cursing, and he was depressed to the limit. This time he lost a lot, a Tarentkin, plus twenty Spartan slave fighters.

The Spartan slave warrior is fine, but where does he go to get so much money, although he is an adult, but the family money bank is not at his disposal.

A small amount of gold coins is okay, but it is a gold talant.

If you put it in ancient China, it would be six hundred taels of gold, and when converted into currency for later generations, it would be about 200 million yuan.

This is a huge amount of money!

“Master Pompeo, it seems that I won. Besides, when do you plan to cash out your bet?”

Ye Tian said to Pompey in the front row gently, with a little joking in his eyes.

One Tarantkin, just don’t know if this guy can take it out.

“You count me?”

Pompeo was so angry that his eyes were flushed, suspecting that he was being cheated by Ye Tian, ​​and even planning to go to the wrong account in his heart.

“There is no water in your head, right?”

Ye Tian smiled coldly, with endless mockery in his eyes.

“Haha…Are you a mere citizen, are you eligible to bet with me? Also, I just made a joke with you at random, so you really believe that you really thought I would bet with a bitch? Self-righteous bitch!”

Pompeo calmed down quickly, and mocked Ye Tian coldly.

He has decided, even if he can put out so much money, it is impossible to give it to Ye Tian, ​​who makes Ye Tian’s identity so humble?

Moreover, in his eyes, Ye Tian’s face is very Damn it!

Reckless?

He doesn’t even think so, how can a slave owner have the qualifications to gamble against a noble one?*