A turtle in an urn.

President Shen Yan seems to have become a turtle in an urn.

He originally thought that the one-eyed hero Zhang Yun was just a defeated dog, but the development of things was far beyond his expectations.

The room has been sealed, and the hunters brought by Wang Dafu are all top-level ruthless characters, not to mention that there is a great judge of unknown strength standing behind Gu Fan, and it is himself who is calculated in the end!!

"Let's watch the game."

"It's a life-and-death game."

Gu Fan coughed up a mouthful of blood again, and the crimson spider silk handkerchief wiped it gently, but he was seriously injured, but he gave people a more dangerous feeling, which became more and more unpredictable, as if everything was under control.

The other side.

The atmosphere of the Colosseum was also completely ignited.

Countless viewers are indignant for Le Zhiqi, even if she has just shown some of her strength, but it is still too outrageous to let a weak little girl fight against more than a dozen contestants with stunts at the same time.

Especially among these dozen people, there are also the heroes in the hearts of countless audiences, the beast king who is almost invincible.

"Isn't that bullying??"

"A little girl, fighting with so many masters at the same time, I'm afraid she won't be able to hold on for a minute."

The audience was excited, but many people had already secretly placed heavy bets, and the result of the battle could be known by thinking about it with their butts, which was simply giving money.

"583 quick, I'll crush the Beastmaster all!!"

"1055 yuan, this is all my belongings, I will die if I press that woman!!"

Many gamblers bet on a whole day, obviously putting all their money on the desperate pressure, although they shout that it is unfair, but in their hearts they feel that they have picked up a big bargain.

It's a bastard to have a cheap and don't take advantage of it.

The obvious outcome of the battle is that you already know the winning numbers of the lottery, and then you just need to put your money on it to win the prize.

People gradually reacted, and the people in the Colosseum who wanted to take advantage of it were red-eyed, and one by one they went bankrupt and pressed Le Zhiqi to death.

The original sympathy has gradually deteriorated, as the so-called matter is not about oneself, when it is not involved in disputes of interests, people may be heartbroken to accuse the Colosseum of cruelty, how can they treat a weak little girl like this, but when they are bankrupt and all bet on it, they are red-eyed and shouting for the beastmaster to quickly crush Le Zhiqi so that they can get the bonus.

"Kill her!!"

"Beastmaster, it's easy to crush her!!"

"I bought all my property and you won, the beastmaster killed her!!"

The sound of the mountains and tsunamis came from the audience, and Le Zhiqi's eyes gradually became cold, the so-called human nature is like this, everyone may have a little hypocrisy in their hearts, but they are so fragile under the interests.

"The battle is about to begin."

"This is an unbelievable battle, let's see if the swordsman Le Zhiqi can create a miracle again!!"

The host's voice covered the audience, announcing the official start of the battle, and more than a dozen contestants were gearing up, most of them were burly and tall, with bulging muscles and muscles, and there were also mysterious and ruthless people similar to the Midnight Slayer.

Bang la blah.

A giant man with chains all over his body slowly walked out, each chain was nearly a meter thick, and the heavy steps pulled the iron cables and collided with each other, giving people a deep sense of power.

"Tut-tut."

"What a poor little girl."

Hidden beneath his hat, the Midnight Slayer's face covered in shadows, the two extremely sharp short knives in his hands shimmering with silver, and the tongue with a little blood sticking to it licked at the blade, making it even more cruel and violent.

The players of the Colosseum appeared one after another, and almost all of them had unique skills, and their strong aura came to their faces.

In particular, the man known as the "Beastmaster", as soon as he appeared, he caused the entire Colosseum to become hot, it was like a powder keg, and the muscles raised up and down his body were like steel, and the momentum above him was daunting.

"Beastmaster, Beastmaster, Beastmaster!!"

"Tear her apart, tear her apart, tear her apart."

The cheers were overwhelming, and the Beastmaster smiled disdainfully at Le Zhiqi: "Little girl, you are not qualified to fight me." ”

Qualification??

"Stinky fish and rotten shrimp."

The hideous smile on Le Zhiqi's face became closer and closer to Gu Fan, and said coldly: "It's an honor for you to die at my hands." ”

Hahahaha!!

One of the contestants burst into laughter, but what happened next made it impossible for the people around him to stop laughing.

Le Zhiqi's figure suddenly disappeared, and there was a faint afterimage, and it was difficult for the naked eye to capture her figure.

Poof.

The sound of flesh tearing was heard, and the contestant's laughter was still echoing, the mocking smile was still so presumptuous, but the smile was frozen on his face because his entire head had been cut off.

The head flies in the sky.

The steel blade on Le Zhiqi's elbow exuded a cold glow, and she did not hesitate to kill one person, and continued to rush towards the other contestant next to her.

Poof, poof, poof.

An eye-popping killing begins.

Silent, sharp, fast, incredible.

Le Zhiqi's knife was like the wind passing without a trace, only the silver light flashed in the speed, followed by the cruel picture of flesh tearing and cutting, each incision was as precise as a CNC cutting knife, and the wound was smooth and smooth like a mirror.

Art.

This is simply the art of the knife.

The scene is simply magical, and at the same time you can see several heads flying in the sky, each with a different expression, from initial disdain to a little doubt, to disbelief and finally to hysterical fear.

There is no resistance.

Le Zhiqi's figure is moving, the enemy's head is flying, that's all......

"I don't believe it!"

"Her knife can be so fast, I don't believe it!!"

The midnight butcher couldn't believe it, the figure of the prisoner bound by the iron chain on his side slowly fell, and the iron chain with a thickness of one meter broke in response, and he was regarded as a dark horse, relying on his sixth sense, as well as the knife skills that had experienced many battles, and looked towards the place where the silver light was faintly emanating.

The two figures intertwined, and in an instant, Le Zhiqi had already swept past the Midnight Slayer's side.

When.

The Midnight Butcher's knife fell to the ground, and an extremely slender wound appeared in the neck vein, but the next second the blood was gushing out like a flood water bursting the embankment.

"How could it be...... How fast ......"

The Midnight Butcher also fell, and a dozen of the contestants were either cut open or beheaded, all of whom died on the spot.

The whole process seemed slow, but in fact it only took a few seconds, and before people could react, the contestants who thought they were incomparably powerful had already died on the spot.

Quiescence.

The entire Colosseum was filled with silence.

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