The scantily clad cat-man woman beat the wild war drums, and the two gladiators gasped and looked at each other, unloading their weapons and shields.

In the third blow, there will only be hand-to-hand combat, not weapons!

The fist-to-hand hand-to-hand combat completely ignited the atmosphere in the stadium, and the audience shouted the names of the side they supported, the porcupine people were called Mullen, and the wild boar people were called Earl, and they had the right to leave their names in the hearts of a group of people.

Earl's left arm of the boar man is broken, and he can only use his remaining right arm to continue to block Mullen's heavy punches, and Mullen is not easy to fight so far, his strength has been exhausted, and he has been supporting his punches with his strength.

The picture on the field suddenly became a little monotonous, one desperately punched, and the other desperately defended, but the rhythm became slower and slower, and the force became lighter and lighter.

Because Earl has been on the attacking side, the strength consumption is much greater than Elle, and after a punch is thrown, Earl seized the opportunity, Earl, who was originally beaten and lying on the ground, suddenly took a few steps forward, locked Earl's throat, Earl was dripping with blood, roaring with all his strength, and his thick arms trembled, no matter how Mullen struggled, it was useless.

Marlen's resistance began to weaken, his legs kept kicking on the dirt, and he slowly closed his unwilling but relieved eyes!

Earl grinned and let go of Mullen's neck, and although it was hard, he survived. He tried to raise his hands to prove his prowess to the audience, but he fell headlong to the ground, slamming next to Mullen, smiling and losing his breath.

All the civilians fell silent, and even the gamblers who had placed their bets began to mourn, these were two powerful orc warriors who had proved what orcs were by fighting.

Civilians were constantly throwing coins, copper plates, and silver coins into the arena......

Gladiatorial fights have the rules of gladiatorial fighting, if a respectable gladiator dies in battle, then the viewer will throw coins in the gladiatorial arena according to their own wishes, and the gladiatorial arena will not collect these coins, but as the gladiator's burial expenses, if there are relatives, these money will also be handed over to the gladiator's relatives.

This may be the only glimmer of humanity in the dark gladiatorial arena.

"Ding Dong~"

A large handful of gold coins were thrown out of Wolf Feng's hand, and Sals and Aden behind him and all the scorched earth leaders took out their money bags and threw them down, Ah Qing thought about it, and also dropped his only few copper plates.

"This abominable bedbug has lost! I have lost so many gold coins!"

Suddenly, the Count of the Tigerman on the side of the wolf blade angrily smashed the stands in front of him and roared at the dead Mullen, who was counter-killed by Earl in the third blow, but because he performed better than Earl in the three strikes, it was Mullen who was still won.

In fact, after having an absolute advantage, the superior side can choose to keep the inferior side alive, but Earl did not dare to guarantee that Maren would let him go, nor did he dare to put his life in the hands of others.

Wolf Feng turned his head to look and found that the nobles next to him were all happy or worried, happy that Mullen had won, and worried that Earl had lost. But in any case, there was no respect for the two fighters, not even a trace of sympathy.

When the Count of the Tiger Man saw Wolf Feng throw a large handful of gold coins into the gladiatorial arena, he turned his head and laughed:

"Your Excellency, two slave gladiators, it's not worth spending so many gold coins!"

The little nobles behind him also echoed for a while, hoping to resonate with the two counts,

"yes~ Those gold coins are enough to sell hundreds of slaves......"

"It's just a pariah, it's dead to die......"

Wolf Feng looked at the other silent people, their eyes showed resentment towards the nobles, but when they saw Wolf Feng's gaze, they both lowered their heads.

Wolf Feng suddenly became a little interested, and replied lightly:

"They're warriors!"

"Oh, hahaha! I didn't think that His Excellency the Earl was still a nobleman who respected warriors. ”

The Earl of the Tiger Man seemed to have heard a big joke, and laughed happily, and suddenly his voice changed:

"Your Excellency, I don't know if those brown yak people behind you are sold or not, the rare yak people will definitely earn a lot of gold coins when they are placed in the gladiatorial arena. ”

Several yak warriors looked at the tiger man with a little unkind gaze, and Aden instantly became angry and said:

"They're warriors! not slaves!"

Wolf Feng also looked at the Count of the Tiger Man coldly:

"My warrior is right!"

The Count of the Tiger Man was suddenly stunned, he didn't expect that Wolf Feng would not hesitate to offend himself with the same title as him for the sake of a few yak people, it was the first time he saw such a strange nobleman, and he also said haha:

"I just said casually, Your Excellency the Earl doesn't have to care, it's not good to hurt the harmony, let's continue to watch the game......"

Wolf Feng suddenly felt that the competition of 100 people had lost its meaning, and waved his hand and said:

"Look, Your Excellency, I'm a little tired and want to go back and rest......"

After saying that, he ignored the Count of the Tiger Man and left with a group of warriors to take care of himself.

And in the merchant seat, Rodney, who looked like an upstart, saw Lin who was following Wolf Feng, but he didn't expect Wolf Feng to be an earl, seeing that Wolf Feng was about to leave, the information provided by the killer would say that Lin was the one who assassinated him, and it was the brother of the wind he killed, but compared to his younger brother, his brother was a failure enough.

Rodney suddenly thought of something, gritted his teeth and chased out.

"Wait, Rodney!"

Wolf Feng was walking down the street with interest, and suddenly heard Rodney's scream, turned his head and saw Rodney, who was wearing a coat and holding a cigar, chased after him.

He smiled at the wolf, hunched his waist and said:

"If the adults didn't say it earlier, they would have known that the flame turtle would be given to the adults, so where do you still need to collect money. ”

Lin on the side cautiously shrank behind Sals, expecting Rodney not to notice him, Wolf Feng naturally noticed Lin's small movements, and didn't care, and said to Rodney:

"Boss Rodney, what's the matter?"

Rodney's gaze also fell behind Sals, touched his head and said:

"It's not a big deal, it's just that I saw an enemy, and I hope that the adults can let me take it away for the sake of the same clan......"

"Puff~"

Sals behind him smiled disdainfully, a weasel actually said that he was the same clan as Wolf Feng, how thick his skin was,

Rodney also blushed a little because of Sals's ridicule, and Wolf Feng glanced at Sals, meaning how you are wilting and wilting, and continued:

"Boss Rodney doesn't have to care, I don't know who your enemy is, what does it have to do with me?"

"Hahaha, yes, he's just a little guide, naturally he has nothing to do with adults, since adults say so, I'll take him away. ”

Rodney pretended to smile heartily and waved his hand, signaling the attendants behind him to pull Lin back, Lin saw that Wolf Feng had no intention of intervening in the slightest, and suddenly became a little anxious, and quickly broke free from the restraints of several hound hunters, and shouted:

"Lord Wolf Blade, I promise!"

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