The little red flag fluttered in the wind and finally landed on the ground......

All the spectators on the stage saw the young man with short silver-white hair with the corners of his mouth raised, and he took a step forward from his own group and then half-squatted down.

A swirling wave of air came out of the ground, and the others only felt their eyes glazed over, and when they looked at where the half-elf was standing, they found it empty......

"Boom!" An orange-red light appeared in front of the Tempest Mercenary Group in a thick fire belt, and the "fire belt" that appeared out of thin air seemed to have life, whistling and spinning to wrap all the members of the Tempest Mercenary Regiment inside, followed by a pillar of sky-high fire with a radius of 4,5 meters suddenly rose under the feet of those mercenaries, and with a loud sound, those mercenaries were turned into black charcoal by the high temperature before they could scream......

The figure of the half-elf appeared behind the Tempest Mercenary Regiment, and the pillar of fire in the sky happened to rise to the top of itself at this time.

"Boom" with a violent explosion.

All the spectators in the stands were pushed to the ground by this wave of heat......

The pillar of fire turned into a "rain of fire" and slowly fell to the ground, becoming the beautiful background of Acoste's blow......

The people who got back on their feet were dumbfounded......

At the same time, there is also a master of ceremonies standing on the hosting stage......

"Well, everyone... Ladies and gentlemen, gladiatorial ...... The gladiatorial fight is over......" The host's trembling voice was a little hoarse, he was a little incredulous, but the truth made it the little hairy children who looked like they were not willing to send one person to kill the other 50 people in one move.

It's not that he hasn't seen other more advanced gladiatorial competitions, if everyone in the Scarlet Frost Flame Adventure Team has the strength of this half-elf, they are completely the team that participates in the highest-level gladiatorial fights in the Beast Gladiatorial Arena......

All the audience was a little silly and couldn't get out of their minds. They had thought of countless outcomes, but none of them were the other party's killing of the Tempest mercenary team in a brutal manner.

Then someone reacted. They had spent tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of gold coins to buy the Tempest Mercenary Group to win, and of course most of the people who could do so were professional merchants or local nobles. Other civilians simply don't have the financial resources to do so......

But for them, this money also hurt their vitality a lot, and some small aristocratic manors only have tens of thousands of gold coins a year, which is not all of a sudden......

However, some people are sad and some people are happy, and among these tens of thousands of spectators, there are many poor people who spend 1 or 2 gold coins to buy the victory of the Scarlet Frost Flame Adventure Team, just to win a grand prize, they are naturally happy, but they dare not say anything. They all went to the exchange office without a sound to get their gold coins, and then quietly sneaked out of the beast gladiatorial arena.

Of course, they knew that they had won the money of those people, and even if the Colosseum of the Beast would not pay their bills, they would not be able to prevent the merchants and nobles from taking revenge on them afterwards......

Yacoste didn't leave the arena after their victory, and their goal was to win 50 consecutive matches, which was just the beginning.

Some insiders stepped forward to clean up the gladiatorial arena, and some staff members came up to ask the half-elf swordmaster if they would continue, and when Acoste smiled and told them that he was going to fight 50 games in a row, the female human was almost scared......

After a 5-minute intermission. A second team of mercenaries has finally appeared. They were also full of 50 people, and they were armed with long and short weapons stacked in three columns in order, watching them intently.

Acoste's eyes narrowed, these people were not the same as the so-called "dark horse". The half-elves could sense the momentum of a professional from each of them, and they also had a strict discipline and battle momentum that only elite armies had, and they were obviously not on the same level as the opponent just now.

"It seems that the Colosseum has realized how good we are. But it's not enough......" A bloodthirsty smile flashed at the corner of the half-elf's mouth.

In fact, every warrior has a belligerent heart in his heart. A soul that thirsts for killing.

It's just that some people show it like Kogan, and some people are as sensible as themselves. I know that I usually suppress these feelings.

Yacoste has its own bottom line, the dignity of a warrior. He would not slaughter the elderly, weak, women and children, unarmed civilians unless necessary......

Now, at last, there is a bright occasion for me to let go and do a big job, but it's a pity that Kogan is back to be his prince, otherwise the half-elf thinks he will jump up with excitement.

"Don't make a move this time, let me ......" Acoste slowly pulled out the Ember Bringer, squatted sideways and stabbed his horse, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, and the blade pulled over his neck, facing the group of mercenaries from afar......

This time, the spectators in the stands finally got a clear view of what the weapon looked like.

The sword is 70 centimeters long, the blade is 6 centimeters wide, the standard medieval knight's long sword, the material of the long sword is red, it is obviously a magic-level weapon, but the level does not seem to be high, it does not have the gorgeous magic effect of other magic weapons, only a little spark is wound on it.

"The gladiatorial fight begins...!" The master of ceremonies shouted emotionally, and this time the audience responded much more enthusiastically, and they roared as loudly as they could. The strength shown by the half-elf kid was affirmed by them.

The battle began......

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Severed limbs and severed arms in one place, their corpses were either frozen into ice cubes or burned into paste. Snowflakes and sparks fluttered in the sky, forming a dream-like and beautiful scene, and the rich blood condensed into solid plasma, and even formed a vague blood mist in the air.

Acoste was gasping on the ground with Frost Sorrow and Ashbringer, who had won 45 games on his own......

The strength of the mercenary group has reached the point where everyone is middle-level, and there are many high-level melee professionals among them. They are equipped with magical equipment, and even ordinary equipment is elite equipment.

Their race has also changed from humans, from elves to dwarves, from orcs to bestials, but finally those rare minotaurs, sword-shaped spiders, centaurs, earthwalkers, bipedal wyverns......

But none of it was soft.

The audience on the stage looked stupid, the master of ceremonies opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound, and the entire large space seemed to be silenced......

The king of the Beast Arena was born...... (To be continued.) )