Bang!

The explosion of the impact continued to sound, and the ice and snow floor under the feet of the two people completely shattered, and in such a confrontation, the king-rank dwarf could not get any benefit at all.

"Damn, why is this human so powerful. ”

The muscles of the king-level dwarves' hands were trembling slightly, and after dozens of such power encounters, even if he was a dwarf, his physical strength was relatively tough, but he still couldn't withstand such a shock impact, and the violent offensive obviously began to weaken.

And Byron's aura was not disturbed in the slightest, and he kept the same offensive, just like the previous power collision, which had no effect on him in the slightest.

"The gods descend to earth!"

The king-level dwarf roared angrily, and after taking a dozen steps back with a confrontation, his body, which was originally only about one meter two, suddenly skyrocketed, and in the blink of an eye, it had grown to several times, and his muscles were like rocks all over his body, and his dark skin turned into a marble-like color, turning into a giant five or six meters high.

"The spear boy is going to lose!"

Some adventurers exclaimed, they didn't expect that this king-level dwarf would also have the combat skills of the gods, and it was a very advanced skill of the dwarf clan, and few dwarves could comprehend it.

When the dwarven clan casts the gods to descend to the earth, their physical fitness soars in a short period of time, and they can greatly increase their attack and defense power, and the dwarven combat power at this moment has at least increased several times.

"Great Earthquake Fury!"

The king-level dwarf danced the war hammer with both hands, and his body rushed out, the whole figure was shrouded in earthy yellow light, and a dwarf phantom more than ten meters tall appeared behind him, and the huge war hammer smashed down and blasted towards Byron.

Whew!

The power of the warhammer is so great that it seems that even space is about to be torn apart,

"Ice python strangulation!"

Byron also did not dodge, urging the power in his body to the extreme, stepping out, the spear in his hand burst out with dazzling light, as he stabbed out, the light erupted, and turned into an ice python more than ten meters long, like a fierce beast pounced, straight to the phantom of the dwarf.

The attacks of the two sides quickly collided together, only to see the ice python flick its tail and draw on the war hammer of the phantom dwarf.

Rumble!

A deafening roar swept all around, and the ice and snow floors on the battlefield were all blown away, revealing a crater more than a meter deep below the impact site.

After shaking away the Illusory Dwarf's warhammer, the Ice Python wrapped around the Phantom Dwarf, wrapping it around it.

The phantom dwarf struggled frantically to get rid of the ice python's entanglement, but the ice python tied him up and kept shrinking its body.

Click!

The ice python suddenly squeezed hard, and cracks appeared from the phantom dwarf figure, and the cracks on the body were spreading rapidly.

Bang!

A crackling sound sounded, and the phantom dwarf was strangled by force, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of the king-rank dwarf, and the breath on his body also became sluggish.

After the ice python eliminated the phantom dwarf, it still carried the residual power and crashed into the dwarf in front of it.

Rumble!

Under the violent impact of the ice python, the dwarf figure flew out upside down like a cannonball, a large mouthful of blood continued to spurt out, and the chest that was hit was a little dented.

"I lost. ”

The dwarven king struggled to his feet, and even the state of the gods had been lifted, obviously suffering heavy blows.

"Concession. Byron said.

The dwarf king smiled bitterly, he couldn't imagine that he couldn't beat the spear boy in front of him even if he cast the gods, so he had to crush the ice card in his hand and teleport out of the gladiatorial arena.

The light curtain that shrouded the gladiatorial arena disappeared, and Byron jumped lightly and returned to Mo Yu's side, and the badly damaged gladiatorial arena completely returned to its pre-match appearance the moment Byron left.

"Boss, how am I doing. Byron was full of excitement, this was the first time he had defeated a king-rank powerhouse with his own hands, something he had never thought of before.

"Well done. Mo Yu smiled lightly and patted Byron's shoulder.

"Nos. 33 and 29"

......

In the next battle, however, the personnel of all forces won and lost, and their opponents were all strong people of the same level, so no one lost, all defeated their opponents, and only a few people did not play.

"No. 14 and No. 18 played. ”

"Boss, it's finally my turn. Gram rubbed his hands, he had been waiting impatiently.

Mo Yu noticed that the No. 14 ice card in his hand was also a Minotaur orc, and his strength was not weak, he was a strong man who had just entered the imperial rank.

"Gramm, do you want to play? Your opponent is an emperor-level powerhouse. Mo Yu smiled.

"Of course, Gram won't run away without a fight!" Gram had just finished speaking, and jumped into the gladiatorial arena.

The minotaur orc with the No. 14 ice tag also came to the gladiatorial arena, but he looked at Gram with disdain in his eyes, and he didn't seem to take Gram seriously at all.

"Traitor! it's a shame for the orcs!" the minotaur said coldly.

"What are you talking about!" Gramm's eyes widened and he roared angrily at the Minotaur.

The minotaur shrugged his shoulders and sneered, "Hehe, isn't it? A dog following the human." ”

"Haha, I'm an orc traitor? Have you ever wondered who sold us to the human land," Graham laughed, "It was the people of my own clan who sold our tribe as slaves to the human slave farm!"

The Minotaur was suddenly stunned, and looked at the tattoo on Gram's body, if I remember correctly, the tattoo on his body was indeed the tattoo of a small tribe of the Minotaur clan.

The Minotaur suddenly remembered that a year ago, a major event happened to the Minotaur tribe, that is, their big chief died, and the two sons of the big chief fought for the position of the chief and won the support of the branches of the Minotaur tribes.

However, what makes the Minotaur feel strange is that Gram is not weak, and he should not be sold as a slave.

In fact, the minotaur didn't know that before Gramm met Mo Yu, he was just an orc at the level of an earth fighter, although his talent was good, but unfortunately his tribe was too poor and did not have many resources to give him cultivation, and it was not until he met Mo Yu that Gramm underwent a qualitative change.

"If you want to blame it, blame your patriarch for being on the wrong side. The minotaur sneered.

"Haha, what a guy on the wrong side!" Graham scoffed.

Gram understands that the current orc empire has long been unaware of his nostalgia, those tiger clan, bear clan, and lion clan and other main battle races, they have long forgotten the glory of their ancestors, and they are all vying for power and profit in the orc empire, imitating human nobles, constantly oppressing and picking those small tribes for their pleasure.

"Don't waste our time!" someone urged impatiently.

"These things are not something you and I can control, it's useless to say, let's fight!" The minotaur shook his palm, and a totem pole more than two meters high appeared in his hand.

Gramm also held it in the palm of his hand, and a dark red giant axe appeared in his hand, judging from the aura emanating from the giant axe in his hand, it was definitely a saint-level magic suit.

"Looks like you've got a good master!"

There was mockery in the Minotaur's tone, and when he saw the battle axe in Gram's hand, his eyes were full of jealousy, and the totem pole in his hand was just a legendary mid-grade magic suit. Gramm, on the other hand, was only a slave in the hands of humans, but he wore a suit of perfect level heavy armor and used a weapon magic suit that was better than his own.

"Fart! the Boss never saw us as slaves!" Gram roared, the Minotaur's words already enraging him.

"Humph!" the minotaur snorted coldly, he didn't believe that humans would be really good to orcs.

"Reckless Bull Impact!"

The minotaur held the totem pole with both hands, kicked his feet violently, and the whole person rushed towards Gram like a cannonball, and the totem pole wrapped in light was like a battering ram, and even the surrounding air was crushed violently.

"One husband and one wife!"

Not to be outdone, Gram lifted the giant axe in his hand and swung it out with all his might, carrying the wind with it, and the air was torn apart wherever the blade of the axe slashed.

Bang!

The great axe and totem pole collided, sparks splattered, and a piercing pop erupted from between the two weapons.

"Yes, come again!" the minotaur burst into a roar, the glittering totem pole, one blow after another, slamming wildly towards Gram.

"Good!"

Gramm also attacked with all his might, running the exercises to the extreme, and swore not to take a step back.

Bell!