The violent beast that was kicked flew up at this time, and the violent beast itself was incredible, what was going on, I wasn't dreaming! Can I fly!

I have been cultivating for so long, and the beast art is already very proficient, Mo Neng's foot has been tempered thousands of times, and it is not too much to say that it contains ten thousand catties of power, this is not an ordinary kick, and Mo Neng's toes contain an inch of strength.

The violent beast that was kicked into the air kept letting out a violent roar from its mouth, and before it landed, the internal organs of the violent beast had all burst with the strength of the inch.

Suddenly, the audience saw a ball of golden flames rising, and the fierce beast's very painful screams came from their ears.

What happened on the field changed so quickly that ordinary people didn't see what was going on.

As the beast landed, there was a bang, marking the end of the battle, leaving only the spectators who looked at each other, and Mo Neng, who was still panting in the center of the field.

An incredible scene, which made the audience who came back to their senses let out excited cheers, and kept throwing flowers to greet Mo Neng.

"Uliz" looked at this magical scene and couldn't help muttering to himself: "How did he do it." ”

In the depths of the stands, "Jinx" could not help but mutter: "How did he do it." ”

In the ornate box, a masked woman couldn't help but say, "How did he do it?" ”

In the audience of the gladiatorial arena, the people who were betting enthusiastically cheered this magical moment, and more people who came back to their senses began to sigh, why didn't they bet.

The victory belonged to Mo Neng, and as Mo Neng's first victory, Mo Neng, as usual, circled the field and accepted the cheers of the people.

In the center of the field, Mo Neng looked at the cheering crowd, but there was no trace of excitement in his heart, after experiencing the baptism of life and death, Mo Neng couldn't help but make a voice in his heart.

"This kind of victory does not belong to oneself, he is just a tool for the amusement of the people here."

A controlled, can only kill slaves, and without their own freedom and rights, then all victories are strange.

Mo couldn't look at everything around him blankly, as if it was none of his own.

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