The boy held aloft the wooden board in his hand, on which two men were clearly drawn. Everyone's attention was drawn to the painting on the board, and the crowd suddenly fell silent. Until a man came over, reached out and grabbed the wooden board from the young man's hand, broke it and threw it aside: "Bah, who are you fooling?" This is painted with Mo Li and Fei Leng Cui City Lord. ”

As soon as the words fell, he stepped forward and reached out to wrap his hand around the boy's shoulder: "I have long seen that you are not a peaceful master, because Mo Li's face is not easy to move, now that Mo Li is dead, you still fall into my hands." This man looks like the boss, and the people around him also look like they are hugging him.

The boy's swaggering face suddenly changed, he looked at me in disbelief, and opened his mouth as if he had something to say. He was pale and stiff as the man embraced me past me and into the corner of the room.

As we passed by, the man stopped and looked at me, his brow furrowed slightly, his expression distressed, as if he was thinking about something great. The boy was in the man's arms, staring at me pitifully, expecting me to say something or kill the man again. I lowered my eyes, avoiding his plea for help.

"Oh, I know what to do with you. The man sighed exaggeratedly and went on to say, "Originally, according to the law, slaves who killed citizens were punished with death. However, your action has made me the boss, so I'll repay you for your kindness. Go to the Colosseum, and if you win, maybe you'll survive. ”

The others stepped forward and took me away, and the boy was grabbed by the man and taken deeper into the house.

Sure enough, it was a miscalculation, neither the boy nor I expected that Mo Li's people would elect a new leader so quickly, and we could only be forced to accept such a change.

"Lu Yuan, I want to kiss you. "Daggis reconnected with me, his voice soft and warm, like the ripples left by swallows that have just skimmed the surface of a lake.

Randomly, a huge pain hit my head. I opened my mouth and screamed silently, crouching down to hold my head, but I was dragged away by them and dragged towards the Colosseum.

Emerald is a place of drunken gold, where wealth is everywhere and there is also slaughter. In this place, rich people are accustomed to living a comfortable and happy life, and they begin to seek a bloody thrill. This is how the Colosseum was created, and it represents death.

The Colosseum was a large, circular building with plenty of seating and high walls to protect the nobles and citizens who watched. The Colosseum was a place where slaves and beasts fought for survival, but most of the chances of survival were taken away by the beasts, and the slaves were just used for amusement.

Now, I've been brought to the Colosseum.

In my lifetime, I never imagined that I would be reduced to such a point that I would sell my force to gain the right to live.

Because I was so weak that I came here and fell unconscious, I was given some time to recuperate. Their rule here is that the audience doesn't like to see food that doesn't struggle. There will be no pleasure and no thrill.

After a few days, my strength was restored, and there were no new injuries on the Daggis side, except for some discomfort in my head. And I'm finally going to the Colosseum. Because my eyes are gray and blue, my dark hair is ankle-length, and my body is relatively thin, the people of the Colosseum have already released the news that the beautiful gray-eyed alien woman will be torn to pieces by the fierce and huge beast.

The strong contrast between one strong and one weak makes the audience can't wait.

"Who, it's your turn. "A man walked up to us and pointed at me.

I got up and followed him down a long, dimly lit passageway. This passage reminds me of the path Fell took with me in my arms when I was at the temple, and now that I think about it, it feels like a world away.

Through this passage, I came to a small house, where the man sat me down and brought me cooked meat with only salt. I picked up cooked meat in both hands and ate it, I hadn't eaten meat in a long time since I set out to find Dargis.

While I was eating the meat, someone else came to the room, whispered to the man who had brought me here, and then left together. Then they took a shield made of wood and a knife full of chips and threw them in front of me.

"You, take this, go out, hit. "A man spoke to me with a thick accent, and I couldn't understand what he was saying, so he kept gesturing to tell me, and then, whether I understood it or not, he pushed me out.

I was standing in the middle of the Colosseum, the sun was so dazzling that I couldn't get used to it for a while. I closed my eyes slightly, and a voice exploded in my ears: "Lu Yuan, I'm here!"

I opened my eyes, and before I could look around, I was blinded by a flash of light, and I subconsciously rolled to the side, but my shoulder was still cut off before I could dodge.

I looked intently at the man who had wounded me, and saw him dressed in improvised armor, with an axe in his hand and a stain of blood on the wooden handle that could not be washed off.

Compared to him, the weapon in my hand is pitiful. But I didn't have time to examine my wounds, and the man's axe slashed at me again, but after a period of rest, I had almost recovered my strength and skills, and it was more than enough to deal with him.

I took advantage of the force of his slash to turn and jump behind him, reached out and made a few quick taps on the major acupuncture points on his back, and then jumped to the side on tiptoe. This set of movements is smooth to do, but it actually requires great physical exertion. It took a lot of energy for me to jump to the side, but I was still vigilant to watch my opponent.

The opponent with the axe shook twice, but he steadied himself, yelled angrily, and then slashed at me with the axe. The surrounding spectators let out screams and whistles of excitement, and several noblewomen couldn't bear to cover their eyes with their hands, peeking through their fingers to watch the fight in the arena.

In their eyes, I, a weak woman, is only better than my agile body, and I am far inferior to the man who is ahead of me in terms of weapons and physical strength.

But the truth is that he likes to slap people in the face.

The figure of the man holding the axe shook twice again, the axe in his hand fell off the ground, and the whole person first knelt on the ground, and then fell to the ground and died.

The surrounding audience suddenly froze, and the screams and whistles around them all disappeared, as if someone had taken all their voices back. I stood in the middle intact, receiving stares from all sides, and then I fell to the ground pretending to be dizzy.

I lay on the ground and squinted slightly, making sure that the person who came to check on me was not carrying a knife, so I closed my eyes and pretended to be dizzy, but fortunately, I was slashed by the man just now, and even if I was unconscious now.