The muscles of the red-haired lion's whole body were already tense, and he roared and flew forward, rushing towards Mo Qianying. Its leaping motion lifted it up two meters high, almost pressing down towards Mo Qianying with a top-down momentum, and this powerful and murderous action instantly detonated the audience.

Mo Qianying's gaze quickly swept over the lion's body, and his gaze locked on its neck, because the beast brushed out of this special plot does not have blood grooves and levels like ordinary monsters, so the only way to deal with it is to choose the simplest and crudest way, that is, to rely on continuous attacks to deal damage to it.

Of course, even so, the setting of the lethal parts of these male lions still existed, so Mo Qianying's attack was locked on its neck at once.

The moment the male lion flew over, Mo Qianying suddenly made a sliding shovel action sideways, the sharp claws of the male lion crossed over the top of his head, and the moment Mo Qianying staggered with it, he raised his hand and slashed the dagger in his hand upward. A bloody arrow shot out, but his knife did not hit the lion's neck, and the lion dodged the blow at the critical moment.

In the eyes of others, Mo Qianying only completed a dodge between the lightning and flint, and although this juggling action was full of ornamentation, it still did not win him much applause. After all, for this group of viewers, what they want to see more is the kind of scene where they attack each other hard-hitting each other and constantly tearing blood out of each other's bodies.

Just like the four barbarian men who were fighting on the other side at this time, they also collided with their respective opponents at the same time as Mo Qianying fought against the red-haired lion. Judging from the fact that they had taken a stance and had begun to consciously move sideways to avoid direct contact, they were all veterans of the Colosseum, and it was natural that they would be able to deal with these lions.

However, Mo Qianying didn't have time to care about the situation of the others, he stared intently at the red-haired lion that was injured by him, the dagger in his hand turned one hundred and eighty degrees in the palm of his hand, and he held it upside down in front of him, and put on an attack posture.

The red-haired male lion on the opposite side also put away the mentality of a rival at this time, and when it was attacked by Mo Qianying, it seemed to realize that the guy in front of it was not an easy opponent. It began pacing back and forth as soon as it missed, its eyes fixed on Mo Qianying, as if watching his movements to find an opportunity to attack.

These Colosseum-specific fighting beasts have apparently strengthened some of the attack logic in the AI, making them closer to the thinking ability of human gladiators, and strengthening the attack skills and abilities against humanoid targets. Therefore, in the face of Mo Qianying's sudden flexible reaction, the red-haired male lion instantly gave corresponding feedback.

But it was observing Mo Qianying, and Mo Qianying was also observing it, so one person and one lion played two people in this way, pacing slowly in a clockwise direction around the central area.

They played with the mood, and the surrounding audience didn't do anything, they just wanted to see this scrawny guy slammed against the wall by the red-haired male lion, and then bit off his trachea in one bite, and was torn to pieces by the male lion in his hysterical struggle. So the audience was all angry, grabbed the sundries at hand, and threw them at Mo Qianying and the lion.

Mo Qianying didn't expect this group of viewers to be so irritable, and they were hit by a few flying shoes on the spot, and they moved around a little embarrassed, trying to avoid the attacks of those debris. And the male lion opposite him didn't care about the debris smashed on his body, his eyes were still staring at Mo Qianying's every move, seeing him walking back and forth to avoid the debris, the lion's eyes flashed a fierce light in an instant.

This time, the male lion did not do those exaggerated roaring movements, but leaned down and lowered his body, silently rushing towards Mo Qianying, as the top predator, the feline has always suppressed the opponent with its rapid offensive ability, so the lion's attack this time was very fast, so that it had come to Mo Qianying's side, and Mo Qianying still did not react.

However, Mo Qianying, who was facing away from the lion, suddenly showed a sinister smile, and when he felt the pressure from behind, he suddenly bent down strangely, and the dagger in his hand was held upside down, as if he was making a forward attack move. However, there was nothing in front of him at this time, and the red-haired lion was already less than five steps behind him.

Mo Qianying tilted her head slightly, and the corner of her eye caught the hideous fangs of the red-haired male lion.

In the next second, Mo Qianying disappeared from the spot, and the second flash was launched in an instant, and Mo Qianying appeared on top of the red-haired lion's head, and at the same time, the attack posture he had already placed was about to be launched, and the other person fell straight down in mid-air, stepped on the shoulder blade of the male lion, and then leaned over and stabbed a dagger into the back of the lion's neck, while the other dagger bypassed its neck and stabbed it into its throat through the thick mane of the male lion.

The male lion let out a heart-wrenching wail, and with the last of his strength, he arched his body upwards in an attempt to shake off the ink thousand shadows on his back. However, Mo Qianying had no reason to give up after a successful blow, and when the dagger that was about to cut his throat turned around, he stabbed the dagger that had been inserted in the back of his neck again.

The injury to the back of the lion's neck instantly squeezed into the two daggers, and the sharp pain caused its pupils to shrink instantly, followed by a muffled sound of shin cracking, and the male lion took a few steps forward, then shook from side to side like a drunken man a few times, and then fell to the ground, no longer breathing.

Mo Qianying jumped off the lion, shook the blood off the dagger, and then turned to look at the other teammates who were in the midst of a fierce battle. However, at this time, the audience who had been paying attention to this side did not pay attention to the others, and focused their eyes on him, as quiet as when they were smashing things frantically just now.

Those gladiators who were still fighting seemed to be aware of their surroundings, and couldn't help but glance up at the audience, and then followed the gaze of these spectators to Mo Qianying's side.

I saw Mo Qianying standing beside the red-haired lion with his hands crossed, looking at the battle situation on their side with a graceful expression. The big men were stunned for a moment, and one of them was bitten off a piece of meat by a male lion because he was distracted.

The wails of their companions finally made them realize that their battle was not over, and one by one they roared again and swung their weapons at their opponents. However, although their battle was still rough and powerful, those viewers already felt bored, and they were still immersed in Mo Qianying's unbelievable operation just now, and they couldn't react.

Five minutes later, the last lion fell to the combined attack of the four people, but their victory did not win the cheers of the audience, and the four barbarian men also looked at Mo Qianying with a complicated expression, looking at each other but not saying anything.

In the end, the host came out to announce the end of the elimination battle, and congratulated Mo Qianying on successfully obtaining the qualification for the duel group.

When the four barbarian men walked past Mo Qianying, they all cast a hint of hostility at him, because from now on, Mo Qianying already had the qualifications to compete with them. Although they didn't know how Mo Qianying killed the male lion, they could already be sure that the guy in front of them was definitely not a simple opponent.

Mo Qianying felt their hostility, but then he didn't care, he hurried to the Colosseum next door, only to receive the number assigned by his dueling team.

So under the guidance of the NPC, Mo Qianying came to the place where the duel group distributed numbers, and when he got there, he just saw a night owl covered in blood walking out, and the gladiators around him kept their distance from him, intentionally or unintentionally, and they didn't have to guess what had just happened.

Night Stalk's sharp gaze swept across the audience, and he saw Mo Qianying at once, so he shouted at him from afar: "I have completed the promotion tournament and qualified for the quarterfinals in advance, you move quickly, otherwise I will find someone to team up with me." With that, he ignored Mo Qianying and walked towards the room next to him.

Mo Qianying was stunned for a moment, and had to smile bitterly: "After all, I still didn't catch up, this guy is too fast!" As he spoke, he hurriedly walked to the table where he received the number.

"It's your waist card." The thin old man in charge of handing out the waist cards handed over a wooden card with a string of numbers written on it.

"One-six-four?" Mo Qianying frowned, "This number is really unlucky. ”