Zihong thought puzzled, just when he was puzzled, there was a violent shock in his back, and he was pushed by someone, and his unsuspecting heart jumped forward and rushed into the flow of people. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

When he stumbled and didn't know what was forcibly pushed into the flow of people, he suddenly felt a trance in front of him, and then quickly returned to normal, and was really surprised to find that what he saw in front of him was not the same thing as what he saw before.

The deafening shouts rose and fell from the countless crowds on the high platform, and Zihong was shocked to find that she was actually standing in the arena of ancient Rome.

The rows of seats on the eighteen-zhang high platform are the costumes of the ancient Roman Empire, and their tyrannical and gladiatorial atmosphere can be felt from the sound of these endless seas.

The seats in the circle, like ropes, tightly surround the arena in the middle of the purple red from top to bottom, and the people near the lowest seats, that is, the closest to the central arena, are all people dressed as nobles.

"Tiger ....." screams kept coming, the oppressive air was shaking, Zihong looked at his body, his upper body turned out to be ****, he was only wearing a pair of shorts under his navel, and his muscles were as strong as rocks, densely covered on his bare body, as hard as rolling carved stones.

There was a click, and a huge iron fence on the side wall of the gladiatorial arena was lifted upside down from the bottom to the top, and two faint balls flickered in the darkness inside the door, and then a tiger roar came from there, and the huge body slowly leaned out.

A giant tiger more than four meters long walked out of the iron gate, looking at the young man over there, a huge sharp claw, constantly throwing at the stony ground, sneering sparks on the ground touched by the claws.

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Zihong suddenly found that her strength could not be used, as if it had disappeared, as if there was no other hole card to use except for a strong muscle.

He immediately understood, this is that guy's fatal formation, entering here, it seems that the energy is imprisoned by something, and only within the specified range in this formation, can he break through it with his own ability to get out.

The tiger, who had been hungry for three days, saw the food in front of him, his saliva flowed, his claws were tentatively grinding for a while, Shuangqing released a flash of greedy green light, and with a swishing pounce action, he pounced towards the sturdy young man.

A burst of crimson came over, and Zihong was shocked by this savage overwhelming force, and she staggered back, and instead of standing firmly, she actually sat on the ground.

With a shocking roar, and a pair of giant palms as sharp as knives, he pounced wildly towards the boy on the ground.

Zihong sat on the ground, unable to move for a while, the ink-like eyes reflected the tiger head that pounced, and suddenly an image flashed out at this critical moment, like a movie projection, Wu Song's heroic deeds, he thought of it all at once, and then it was as if he got an incomparably brave force, supplementing the heart of fear.

The pale face, swept away, in exchange for a picture of ruddy and excited, purple eyes, the body moved quickly, a clean and neat roll, in the giant tiger pounced on the ground between the time, completely dodged.

The giant tiger used all his strength and pounced, and its huge body smashed to the ground, like a boulder hitting the ground, making a low muffled sound, and a large piece of stone that it touched was instantly cracked into countless spider patterns in the loud sound.

After swooping into the air, the giant tiger roared like thunder, turned around and found the damn escape target, raised its giant claws, and slammed into the stony ground in front of him, and suddenly sparks splashed, and the hard stone surface was easily shattered into slag by it, flying everywhere!

In a primitive way, fighting with this king-level beast, Zihong suddenly realized that he had to find a weapon, and the legend of Wu Song was still in a hurry, and he took a stick to beat the tiger, although he didn't hit it later, but it also had a certain deterrent effect!

After a quick search, he found that there was nothing in the huge arena, so he had to cast a gloomy gaze on the crowd on the stage.

Just when he was helpless to prepare to fight the tiger naked, his eyes lit up and he found that on the platform on the first floor, there was a beautiful girl, dressed in luxurious clothes, beckoning to him with a ruddy face, as if she saw his thoughts, she turned around and pulled out the sword of a general next to him, and threw it towards Zihong.

The general, who had been violently drawn to match his sword, looked slightly sluggish, and had no intention of anger, and turned to the girl and bowed very respectfully.

An old man wearing the royal habit beside the beautiful girl stood up from the seat next to the girl, stroked the latter's head dotingly, and then waved his hand at the young man in the field, stretched out his thumb, and then firmed down, and when the girl's face changed greatly, he turned his hands sharply and stood up.

Suddenly, the whole scene boiled like boiling water, and in the midst of all the loud voices, Zihong used his keen sense of hearing to let him capture precious information, and these people were excitedly shouting for him to live, kill the tiger, and prove his strength.

The rules of this gladiatorial arena are bloody fields for fun. No matter how strong the strength is, life is in the hands of the master here, that is His Majesty the Emperor, as long as he stretches out his thumb down, the person who appears will definitely die, no matter how strong this person is, it is impossible to parry, and countless feared opponents will attack him in turn.

On the other hand, as long as the person who plays the field defeats the opponent, he can show his allegiance to the emperor and prove to everyone that he is a warrior. The Romans admired warriors the most, and they listened to only one person, and that was His Majesty the Emperor, who ruled over them.

Zihong picked up the sword, crossed it in front of her, bent her vigilant eyes, and stared at the slowly approaching giant tiger, like a leopard in battle, always observing the possible fatal loophole and giving it a fatal blow.

Although it has been approved by His Majesty the Emperor, as for whether he can survive, he still has to rely on his strength to speak. Most of the people in the field began to sigh at the young man in the field, reversed, and supported the giant tiger to win.

This kind of scene is no wonder these people don't believe in the boy, this tiger is not an ordinary tiger, not only twice the size of an ordinary tiger, but also the strength is incomparably great, this seemingly strong boy, in front of this huge and fierce creature, close to the gladiatorial battle of the original power, want to win, only one word can be described - difficult!

Listening to these miscellaneous sounds as if she were silent, Zihong was indeed cautiously making a confrontational posture, trying her best to keep the maximum distance from the giant tiger and avoid deadly hand-to-hand combat. (To be continued.) )

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