Ah, ptooey!

Yang Bo was so excited because the skill that Crocodile had just given him was incredibly useful.

Mind Control +32!

How could this guy have given me this skill? At the same time, Yang Bo was puzzled. Only two types of people possessed this kind of skill. One was those with Mental Power-related superpowers.

The other was like minor bosses in games, capable of commanding a large group of their own kind.

Many of the nobles at the scene cried out miserably again because they had lost once more.

Allen regretfully pounded the seat beside him. He had clearly lost as well.

The Gladiator Arena staff were thrilled by this sight. The combined bets from the two matches had exceeded ten billion—just how much rake would they collect?

"If any of you step forward and deal with him, not only will we give you your freedom, we'll also reward you with two hundred million." The arena staff were making promises to the other gladiators.

"Even if you die, we'll still pay fifty million," the staff member added.

"I'll do it, but I want the fifty million transferred into an account first." A huge man with dark skin immediately stood up.

"Me too!"

"Me too!" Several people quickly declared their willingness.

It was Yang Bo's turn to choose again, and he picked the big dark-skinned man, whose nickname was Jin Gang.

The man possessed immense strength and was considered the strongest in the arena when it came to raw power. He was actually from the Alliance, originally a crew member aboard a starship. No one knew why he had killed every other crew member before fleeing to the Scarlet Federation.

He had then joined one of the Scarlet Federation's warlords. Unfortunately, he was captured during the first warlord war.