Obviously, all this is their calculation, not only to get a reward for "selling" Divin, but also to make a lot of money on the bet, which is not too cool, and a weak Ionian cannot be a match for the Noxian gladiator.

However, there was a unique group of people in this audience, this group of Ionian natives, who also made a bet on Devon and bought to win!

Moreover, the bets on Di Wen's body are all low in principal, but the profits are ridiculously high, even four or five times higher, but such a high profit also shows this thing, that is, Di Wen's winning rate is very low under the judgment of the administrator.

But these Ionian natives still bought Diven for the sake of the hard breath in their hearts! This is one of the few Ionians and Noxians in the gladiatorial battle, symbolizing both of them.

Before Filor was occupied by Noxus, this was a place where everyone loved peace and built a harmonious homeland, there were no nobles, classes, rulers, or even armies, every race was equal, but it was such a beautiful and harmonious country, but with the invasion of Noxus, it changed qualitatively.

The Noxians brought their culture to Ionian Filor, a feudal imperial culture that advocated violence and believed in the supremacy of power, which had a great impact on the calm and harmonious spiritual substance of Ferore.

The most representative is the most popular gladiatorial arena in Noxus, which was also introduced to Ionian Filor, and flourished in the local area, and many Ionian natives were attracted to this violent gladiatorial fight, and often visited these underground gladiatorial arenas to make bets.

And now in the audience is such a kind of person, infected by Noxian culture, unleashing primitive wildness and violence.

Devon stood in the middle of the arena for only a few breaths, when a naked Noxian man rushed up in front of him.

He roared in front of Divin, and occasionally saliva sprayed on Diwen's face, causing Diven to be nauseous, and quickly stretched out his hand to wipe it.

"Fight and fight, can you be civilized?" and the spouts are everywhere!" Devon said impatiently.

"Haha, where did you come from, little doll, go home and drink milk!

He kept yelling at Divin, the saliva in his mouth was indescribable, and the stench almost made Divin's eyes roll.

"Let's get started, don't talk nonsense!"

"Haha, then it will be done for you!"

He was almost two feet tall, with a loud voice and a terrifying physique, and was considered a good hand among the gladiators of Noxus.

That huge fist is almost the size of Diwen's head, and if it hits Diwen's head, it won't break his head and knock out his brain!

However, in fact, this person's strength was only the power of a ninth-order bloodline, which was exactly the same as Di Wen's strength.

But Divin's physical strength was not comparable to his.

"Haha, it's over!

Seeing the blow of a huge fist, there were already shouts in the audience, shouting to make money, because the Di Wen they bought was lost, and Di Wei's small body could not resist this blow.

And that huge fist also widened in Diwen's pupils, until it covered Diwen's entire vision.

But that fist didn't come as expected, it was only two inches away from Divin's face, and it couldn't go forward for half a minute, even if he knew that he could defeat Diven a little further, but he couldn't complete this simple action at all.

The Noxians in the audience who wanted to stand up and make money also stopped the next moment, "What are you doing?

They still can't accept the fact in front of them, thinking that this is a gladiator joking, all of them did not knock their fists down.

But only the gladiator could feel that there was a huge and incomparable power, blocking his attack, and when his eyes searched for the source of the huge power, he was deeply stunned!

"A... A palm!" he looked at Diwen in horror, and he caught a smile in Divin's eyes, and while the smile looked at him, a sense of fear also arose from the bottom of his heart.

And before everyone knew what was happening, a terrible cry came out of the mouth of the Noxian gladiator.

It's terrible!

I saw that Di Wen just turned his palm slightly, and the huge fist held on the palm of his hand turned half a circle, and there was a "crackling" sound, which was the sound of bones being broken and bones cracking.

The facts in his eyes and the sound in his ears made the audience gasp.

"This son is terrifying!"

"Get out!" Devon snorted and grinned.

Catching utter horror in his eyes, he watched as Devon lifted his right foot.

Devon's heels swirled lightly on the ground, and then rose up, startling a strong wind, and rushed towards his face, and Devon's soles also fell, smashing directly into his face.

There was a muffled "thump" sound, and the movements were completed in less than a breath, and everything was smooth without a trace of stagnation, and when the audience reacted, the gladiator of Noxus was already lying on the ground on his deathbed.

"This Ionian won?!" looked at the motionless gladiators, and then at the young figure standing in the center of the field, they were a little suspicious of life.

They all thought that Di Wen would definitely lose, and most people pressed all their gambling money, but they didn't expect to lose all their money, who would have thought of this situation?

But a casino is a casino, no matter how sure you are, don't try it, or that's the end!

And at the same time, there were cheers, all from the aborigines in the audience, this cheer was from the heart, not because the bet had won, but because the Ionians had finally won over the Noxians!

The resentment that had been suppressed in his heart was released for a while, and he shouted "Ionia!" at Divin.

And Di Wen also secretly walked down when he heard this call, and in front of the two Noxus who had asked Di Wen to come down to play two games before, he said, "Can I go now?" Di Wen's eyes were full of murderous energy.

Seeing this situation, where did they dare to treat Di Wen like before, and said respectfully: "Yes, yes, naturally can!"

It's a pity that after playing, it was themselves who lost, how could they have thought that the weak Ionia in front of them was a pretending to be a pig and a tiger?

"That's good!" Divins smiled, pretending to be fine, and walked out of the arena.