Ding Candle's back was cold, and she stood in front of a thick wooden fence, and through the huge wooden fence, she looked out.

It was a huge square, and the square was full of yellow sand, and around this square were countless stands, and the stands were densely packed with people.

In the square, there was a majestic beast standing in the middle and biting something, thick blood was constantly flowing from under the lion's mouth, it was blood.

Even if it was far away, Ding Zhu could tell at a glance that it was blood, and it was human blood.

The beast that stood there finally raised its head, and as if it had noticed that someone was looking at it, it turned its head and looked straight at itself.

It was a huge male lion with a thick mane, blood staining all the fur on its face, and a human arm in its mouth.

Ding Zhu looked at the ground along where the male lion was standing, and sure enough, he saw a person there, no, a corpse, no, no, it should be said to be a corpse.

His limbs were gone, and he must have entered the belly of the lion, and there was a big hole in his abdomen, and the internal organs in it were torn and messy, and his head was raised upward, and Ding Zhu could clearly see his cotton expression.

It was an expression of utter terror, frozen on his face, announcing what kind of inhuman treatment he had suffered before he died.

If he didn't know what it was now, then Ding Zhu felt that he must be a fool.

It's a Colosseum.

And he is a gladiator.

Beside him stood two soldiers in armor with long knives and round shields, looking at themselves indifferently as if they were looking at the corpse of a male lion torn apart.

There is probably no slower and longer time in the world than waiting for death, and even though the audience outside kept erupting in fierce cheers, Ding Zhu still didn't seem to feel the flow of time.

I don't know how long she waited, but after hearing a very loud drum beat outside, the two soldiers standing next to Ding Zhu handed her a weapon.

Ding Zhu took it and lowered his head to sweep it.

It was not so much a weapon as a tool to provoke the beast of prey.

About a meter long, the thick stick was tied to a very sharpened stone, which was a very, very primitive hunting tool, and it was not at all comparable to the long knife in the guard's hand.

When the soldier saw that Ding Candle had taken the weapon, he stepped forward and opened the chain on the fence, and then pushed her hard, and Ding Candle was pushed into the field by them.

The whole venue suddenly burst into fierce cheers.

Not only did he have himself, but Ding Candle only found out at this time that there were eight other people who were pushed into the square at the same time as himself. That is, there are a total of nine people entering the field this time.

After quickly looking around, Ding Candle exhaled, she found that the other eight people were all strong, if it was such nine people to deal with such a male lion, the success rate should be relatively high.

Just when Ding Zhu was still secretly rejoicing in his heart, the drums and more fierce cheers sounded in the stands again.

Almost tearing.

On the other side of the Colosseum, there was also a wooden fence, and at this moment, two guards opened the doors of the two wooden fences from the outside, and two other majestic lions slowly walked out from the inside. After the lion came out, the two soldiers quickly dodged into the wooden fence and closed it.

At this point, only three male lions and nine gladiators who had just entered the entire venue remained.

Ding Zhu had read the information about gladiators, and naturally knew that the two male lions who had just been released did not know that they had been starved for a few days, and extreme hunger made them even more fierce, and they spared no effort in dealing with these gladiators who looked like food in their eyes.

Only in this way will the battle be more exciting, and it will be more pleasing to the nobles and spectators in the stands.

In addition to these spectators in the stands, Ding Candle also saw a lot of wooden boards, on which people were constantly changing some numbers, such numbers made Ding Candle no stranger, this is a kind of bet.

In the eyes of these nobles, all the people in the Colosseum are not only entertainment items, but also tools to make money.

In this Colosseum, there is no one.

There is only a herd of animals waiting for different ways of dying.

When the lions entered the Colosseum, all the fighting began.

Almost every one of the people who entered the Colosseum together were veterans, and they did not hesitate like Ding Candle, but in a very short time, they had already chosen their target, and began to spread their legs and charge towards one of the thinnest-looking lions.

Ding Zhu was still standing in place, she quietly observed the situation in the Colosseum now, she entered the plot without knowing the rules of this game, she didn't even know what the task of this plot was, and she had directly faced the test of life and death.

However, now it is obvious that what kind of plot is not important, what kind of mission is not important, the important thing is to survive in this fight with the beast.

It was probably that Ding Candle had been standing in place for too long, which caused the dissatisfaction of all the nobles in the stands, especially in the stands behind Ding Candle, there had been a burst of boos, and at this time Ding Candle saw a guard with a longbow in his hand pulling the bowstring towards him, and then drew a sharp line against Ding Candle with the taut bow and arrow.

This is the meaning of signaling Ding Zhu to hurry up and attack.

If he didn't attack, it was estimated that the sharp arrow would shoot out at Ding Candle.

Biting her lower lip tightly, Ding Candle began to run towards the lion in small steps, trying to take out the one-handed crossbow or the blade of the upper jaw, but was told that the item could not be used in this scene.

Not surprisingly, this is the Colosseum, and it's about meat. Body and flesh. The combat of the body is the excitement of blood and flesh, and if the resetter can use the weapon, the difficulty will be greatly reduced.

But even if he expected this to be the result, when he heard such a prompt, Ding Zhu couldn't help but greet the female compatriots in the family in a loud voice.

The entire Colosseum was very large, basically similar to a modern football field, and Ding Zhu did not know how to fight against the beasts for the time being, so he could only follow behind all the gladiators, imitating their movements and practices.