Rebirth of the Orc Tribe: I am Furuikong

After seeing Long Qi, Salman continued:

"You are the Seventh Prince, right? You look even more handsome than the rumors say."

After being praised, Long Qi's expression remained calm. Instead, he looked at the bear beastman in front of him. Seeing this, Salman asked worriedly:

"Is your highness dissatisfied with me?"

Long Qi did not respond but said:

"The last champion must have been very good."

Salman didn't seem to understand what he said, thinking it was referring to the other side's strength, and proudly said to Long Qi and others:

“I think I’m pretty good at this.”

When Long Qi saw this sudden action, he immediately turned his head and said:

"I'm talking about how powerful it is to fight against monsters... not..."

Salman scratched his head awkwardly and then said:

"What does your highness want to know? I will tell you everything I know."

Then Long Qi asked curiously:

"What level of monster did you fight against the last time you won the championship?"

Salman replied calmly, "A fourth-level warrior, and I have a third-level wood attribute ability. Speaking of that fourth-level monster, I was almost killed. I won by luck."

Long Qi was then shocked when he looked at the scars left by the wounds on Salman's body. There were large areas of burns on Salman's back and legs. Although part of them were covered by clothes, they could still be seen clearly.

"How long did it take you to cultivate to the third level?"

Salman stood there thinking, and after a while he said:

"About 70 years, but I don't plan to continue improving. I think I've reached my limit now, and I'll choose to retire after a while."

When Long Qi heard the phrase "seventy years later", he was shocked and asked:

"So how old are you now?"

"78 is old."

Long Qi couldn't help feeling a little surprised when he heard the age of the bear man in front of him. After all, in Long Qi's eyes, Salman was at most an orc who was a few years older than himself. He didn't expect that the age difference was so big and he was so young.

After thinking for a long time, Long Qi asked again:

"I heard you are a slave. If you retire, will the master here agree?"

Salman was surprised when he heard this and then burst into laughter:

"Your Highness, are you concerned about me? Your Highness, please rest assured. I have a contract with Master Odal. Although it is a slave contract, the contract also states the requirements for release."

Long Qi nodded as if he understood, and finally asked:

"You and Ao Qing, who is better?"

After hearing this, Salman looked at Ao Qing, and then Ao Qing also looked at Salman, and then both of them exuded bursts of momentum.

After a while, the two stopped releasing their energy, and then Salman said:

"Your guard is amazing. He is already at the peak of the third stage. If he has enough luck and resources, he should be able to enter the fourth stage within three years. By then, his status and position will rise sharply."

Long Qi could tell that what Salman wanted to express was that Ao Qing's strength was above his, but he chose not to say it directly.

At this time Salman suddenly said:

"Well...if Your Highness does not need my service, I may have to leave for a while. After all, besides you, there is another prince who has specifically requested my service."

After hearing this, Long Qi asked curiously:

"who is it?"

Salman did not hesitate to say that it was the third prince, Long Kang.

After hearing about Long Kang, Long Qi immediately showed a look of disgust, and then said to Salman:

"Okay, you...you need to be safe."

After hearing Long Qi's concern, Salman smiled faintly and left.

And for the rest of the time, Long Qi was watching the battles off the field and the various means of supernatural power being used.

Darkwill and Aoqing, who were standing by, saw how focused Long Qi was and realized that Long Qi was also a warlike type, so they did not disturb Long Qi from watching and just accompanied him silently.

I don't know how long I watched, but suddenly the bell rang, and the people in the audience temporarily dispersed. Seeing this scene, Long Qi asked in confusion:

"What happened?"

Ao Qing responded:

"It's halftime now. The staff needs to repair the field and reinforce the barrier protection outside the field."

After learning that it was time for a halftime break, Long Qi also walked out. While passing through the corridor, he heard bursts of wailing and insults coming from the black gold stone door of a private room. After Long Qi stopped for a moment, he was about to leave, but the door suddenly opened for some reason.

Inside the wooden door, Long Kang, his followers and his slaves were bullying Salman. Salman's private parts were bleeding, and the most important parts of his body were pierced by steel. Blood was flowing, his body was purple from being beaten, and his face began to swell.

When Long Kang saw Long Qi, he said with a smug look on his face and arrogantly:

"Hey, isn't this my seventh brother? Do you want to play with us?"

Long Qi ignored him and planned to turn around and leave. Just when Long Qi walked out a dozen steps, Salman suddenly made a weak cry for help:

“Help…Help…me!”

Hearing Salman's cry for help, Long Qi suddenly stopped again, and Darkwell, who was standing beside him, immediately pulled Long Qi's clothes and whispered:

"Your Highness, please stop meddling in other people's business. The more you meddle, the more likely that will happen."

After taking a few deep breaths, Long Qi suddenly turned to Darkwill and said:

"Maybe! But I'm not afraid!"

After saying that, Long Qi returned to Long Kang's door. Seeing this, Long Kang said with a smirk on his face:

"Brother, have you changed your mind?"

Long Qi didn't say anything but kicked Long Kang, and Long Kang was kicked against the wall by the sudden attack.

Long Qi then shouted angrily: "You really have forgotten the pain after the wound healed! Why do you want me to beat you up again?"

After being kicked to the ground, Long Kang glared at Long Qi and suddenly shouted angrily:

"You damn incompetent beast! What the hell is it to you if I play my game?"

Just as Long Qi was about to continue teaching Long Kang a lesson, Long Kang's guard suddenly stood in front of Long Qi naked.

Long Qi looked at the two guards and found that the previous deer man was gone, so he said to the two guards in front of him:

"Go away!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ao Qing on the side flashed forward and knocked the two guards away. After seeing this, Long Qi nodded towards Ao Qing with satisfaction.

Then Long Qi walked up to Long Kang and was about to punch him a few more times, but Long Kang covered his face and shouted loudly and fearfully:

"What do you want to do? How did I offend you?"

After hearing this, Long Qi put down his fist in the air.

Long Qi didn't say much to Long Kang, but let Darkwill carry Salman away. Then Long Kang saw this and questioned Long Qi aggrievedly:

"If you want him, just tell me! Do you have to hit me? I won't fight with you for a slave who has been played with by others!"

Long Qi didn't say anything, but left with Ao Qing, Darkwill and others.

When everyone returned to their viewing room, they saw Salman, who was covered in wounds, slowly speaking:

"Thank you, Your Highness. If Your Highness is willing, please take me in..."

Long Qi did not reply but asked Ao Qing to find Odal. When Odal from the Colosseum came to the room and saw that Salman was covered in wounds, and his private parts were rotten and even pierced, his expression did not change much. After a brief surprise, he looked at Long Qi with a smile and said:

"Your Highness, what happened? Is Salman not satisfied with what he did?"

Then Darkwell told Odal what had just happened to Salman. After listening, Odal looked at the seriously injured Salman and said:

"Why didn't you serve the Third Prince well? You damn thing! Go back to your cell!"

Long Qi was shocked by Odal's words, and wanted to step forward to say something. At this time, Ao Qing suddenly stopped Long Qi, then Ao Qing walked to Odal, put his arm around his shoulder, walked out of the door, and talked to Odal alone.

Not long after, Ao Qing pushed the door open and said:

"Your Highness, I bought his slave contract in your name."

Long Qi just nodded after hearing this, while Darkwell on the side couldn't help but said after seeing Salman's wound:

"The back is rotten, and the front is pierced, brother, from now on..."

Salman looked at his wound and his expression suddenly became a little complicated.

Just when everyone felt that Salman's happiness in the second half of his life was completely ruined, a few more medicine bottles appeared in Long Qi's hands.

Then Long Qi threw the medicine in the bottle to Salman.

"Eat it and relieve it first."

Salman took the pill and swallowed it without any hesitation.

Suddenly, Long Qi squatted down, held the pierced organ in his hand, and looked at the wound carefully.

Darkwill and Ao Qing were immediately filled with thoughts when they saw this. . .

"Ao Qing, go talk to Odal and make sure Bal is safe. We'll go back later."

Ao Qing nodded and left, while Darkwill carried Salman and accompanied Long Qi out of the arena.

After returning to the mansion, Long Qi moved Salman to the bedroom and then knocked Salman unconscious.

Darkwill curiously asked:

"Your Highness, what are you doing?"

Long Qi said calmly:

"anaesthetization."

While Darkwill was still in a daze, Long Qi took out a few exquisite knives and needles and thread from somewhere.

Long Qi then performed suture surgery on Salman, and the whole process went very smoothly.

After the operation was completed, Darkwill could not help but retching.