As a landmark in the city, the Grazli Arena is as crowded as ever, with countless spectators sitting on the circular podium around the arena in anticipation of today's performance. They shouted and cheered, and even though the competition had not yet begun, the enthusiasm of the people had already begun to explode.

Off the field, a scruffy man dressed in tatters and shirtless, carrying a large sword and a shield was brutally pushed out of an exit below the arena.

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"Welcome to all of you, today we will experience the joy of beast fighting." The host's short speech made the audience boil instantly.

It's a tradition in the arena, and if the generous rich man is willing to donate their slaves, the audience will be able to enjoy an exciting human-beast battle today. If not, the arena will arrange an arena battle to attract people's attention.

Because in general, human-beast wars are rare. Hearing that there would be such an event today, the audience suddenly resounded with cheers like a tsunami.

"First of all, let's thank the slave provided by the Duke Chamber of Commerce, this is a strong sword fighter with second-order strength, and he will be opposite today is a rare first-order peak golden lion, which is stronger or weaker, please wait and see!" The narrator skillfully introduces the battle before the battle, and at the same time uses his skillful skills to push the scene to a climax.

Feeling that the atmosphere has been almost fried, the host announces the start of the duel.

With the tooth-aching sound of chains, the huge iron door in front of the arena was slowly pulled, and a huge golden lion two feet tall sprang out of it. With a loud roar, the lion's bronze bell-like eyes looked at the figure opposite, and a powerful coercion that belonged to the beastmaster alone came out of the lion's body, making the legs of the swordsman and gladiator tremble.

"Open the bank, open the bank, bet on the gladiator to win 1:1.5, bet on the golden lion to win 1:2." As an entertainment venue such as an arena, gambling is of course indispensable. Therefore, at this time, in the aisle of the arena stands, a man wearing a melon skin hat was pushing a table and walked over, shouting at the odds of the next battle with amplification props as he walked.

"I bet on gladiators, he has second-order strength, although that lion has few opponents in the same rank, but this is a level crushing after all."

"I don't think so, the golden lion has its own coercive attributes, which can reduce the opponent's fighting spirit, and in serious cases, it can even halve the opponent's strength. Moreover, this monster is also born to unleash fire attacks. I don't think that gladiator can do anything to the other side. ”

Hearing the shouts of the bankers, the huge arena suddenly flowed with people. A large crowd crowded towards the open table, trying to make a fortune by pressing the man they thought might win.

At this time, the golden lion and the gladiator were facing each other, and the gladiator could clearly feel that cold sweat was beginning to appear on his face - he was probably not the opponent of this lion. However, if he escapes, he will definitely be beaten to death by the disgraced president of the Duke union. The only way to survive is to kill the terrible lion in front of you.

Almost crushed by the terrible silence, the gladiator finally couldn't resist and rushed to the golden lion opposite with a shout.

The battle did not last long. In the end, the gladiator only left a few wounds on the golden lion's body, and the lion bit off his head in one bite. The body that lost its head fell from the lion's mouth and fell to the ground, leaving a large blood stain.

"This waste who killed a thousand knives, the hundred gold coins that Lao Tzu bet on his body have all been lost." In the corner of the arena, a voice roared.

At this time, such people abounded in the stands of the arena, and countless spectators were snickering or scolding, but none of them had sympathy for the dead gladiators off the field.

The one that fell to the ground and no one paid attention to the corpse, and at this moment it was gnawed by the lion, and no one cared about it. A failed slave. If he wins, people may still cheer him on; Now, however, the nobles who lost their money wish he had died even worse.

Wait a long time, when the crowd starts to quiet down. The host cleared his throat and began to introduce the next duel.

"Behold, what have I heard! In order for us to continue to watch this performance, Viscount Ansel even generously donated a gun fighter, so that we can cheer for Viscount Ansel and wish him a smooth life in the future. ”

The usually rare man-beast duel actually appeared one after another today, and the atmosphere on the field became hot again.

"It seems that our little golden baby on the field is still very aggressive, so let's let her continue to fight. In the next game, the second-order spear fighter contributed by Viscount Ansel, facing the golden lion who has already fought once, will this spear fighter give everyone some different expectations? ”

At this moment, a position on the side of the arena was suddenly blasted open. When the dust cleared, Nya's figure was revealed.

Although the situation in front of him was beyond the normal development, the host still showed his professionalism and smoothly pulled the scene back.

"Oh my God, what did I see, this spear fighter is actually a little girl, I really don't know why Viscount Anse El let such a young child out to fight." Due to the rarity of new magicians, the double arc-shaped magic shield on Nya's body at this time was not recognized. Therefore, although the host didn't even believe what he said, he temporarily stabilized the audience on the field.

"You go and call the boss, there's some trouble here." Turning around covertly, the host motioned to the staff behind him to report quickly, and at the same time prayed in his heart, hoping that nothing would happen to the little girl who didn't know how to get in.

Because he doesn't have any strength or background, the current scene is actually out of his control.

found the little Lori who appeared in the field, and the audience immediately became noisy. Some people secretly scolded and some regretted, and the secret scolding was that the Earl of Anse El did not cherish such a good thing, and it was a pity that this little guy would be torn apart by the golden lion in the near future. Of course, there are still a very small number of people who are looking forward to the scene of such a work of art being shattered. I can't help but talk about the ugliness of people's hearts in the arena.

In one direction of the arena, a young man dressed in gorgeous clothes and a sallow face nodded towards the seat next to him, "I said that you can't sell such good goods there, you have to throw them on the Colosseum and waste them, you really don't like it, you can give it to me." ”

"She's not my slave." Looking at Nia from the field, Viscount Ansel said.