Star of Truth, underground boxing ring. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In the colorful lights, the crowd gathered together in a scattered and noisy manner, a faint smoke spread among the crowd, and the glass wine bottles reflected intoxicating colors in the light. The crowd cheered and screamed, and Shadow could see that in the middle of the crowd was a metal cage made of barbed wire, containing two wrestling behemoths.

"Who wants to try my thunder roar power again!"

The hands of the orc warrior with muscles as entrenched as a dragon stretched out again, tightly gripping the ends of the wings of the feather warrior in front of him, and the sharp nails had even pierced into the wings of the feather warrior, and a little bit of bright red blood oozed from his fingertips. The hands of the Feather Clan warrior hung weakly at the sides of his body, and his eyes were full of cowardly begging.

The orc's green skin was already covered with blood of various colors, and the blood basin opened wide on his hideous face, and his tongue even stuck out of his mouth, gently ****ing the blood that I don't know if it was himself or the enemy. The green tendons on his thick hands were still violent, and there was even a slight tremor from the exertion.

"Please, please..."

Before the words of the Yu Clan warrior were finished, the thunder roared and shouted, and actually tore apart the wings of the Yu Clan in the air. For the first time, the hot blood splashed on Thunder's roaring face, and even his two orc-signature sharp tiger teeth were stained red with blood. Fueled by the scorching blood, the orc warrior went even more insane, picking up the two Feather Clan wings scattered on the ground and frantically pounding the Feather corpses that were still twitching on the ground.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Thunder Roar Game 7 in a winning streak! Thunder Roar vs. Heavenly Wings! It ends with our heavenly wings being brutally divided! ”

Outside the metal cage, a Terran woman in an evening dress, holding a microphone in her hand, hysterically announced the end of the game. The metal saucer she was standing on swirled irregularly on the outside of the cage, allowing the sound to enter the ears of every spectator.

"Thunder roars! Thunder roars! ”

"Get out of that guy's!"

"Eat that Feather Clan! I reward you! ”

Outside the metal cage, spectators in fancy costumes shouted selflessly, their language becoming inferior, their words more vicious than the other, expecting a more bloody and violent scene to appear on the boxing ring.

"Next, let's have it! Elegant and brutal from the Bloodline, the Blood Demon Bat! "The host's voice is very sharp, but it is loud enough, and the long tail note stimulates the eardrums of all the audience.

"Blood Demon Bat! Blood Demon Bat! ”

The audience waved the wine bottles in their hands and shouted selflessly. Sweet drinks even spilled directly into the crowd, but people who were in the spirit of the carnival didn't care about their clothes being soaked with alcohol.

The iron barred door opened, and a Bloodclan dressed in dark black robes slowly walked in.

"The next person to die is coming." The thunder roared loudly, but it was exactly what the audience below wanted, and wave after wave of crazy shouts rang in their ears.

The Blood's complexion was equally pale, but there was a deep scar on his handsome face that ran from his forehead to his chin, and whenever the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, the scar seemed to come to life, twisting and twisting on his face.

"Savage orcs." The voice of the blood clan was very good, but it easily reached the ears of the surrounding audience, and this frivolous attitude caused waves of boos from the audience below.

"This little white face, when you see the thunder roaring and rushing over, you can't pee your pants in fright!"

"Sissy Blood!"

“3！”

“2！”

“1！”

"Game on!" The metal fence between the two men was slowly removed.

"Die, little white face!" Thunder roared and ran on the ground with his hands on his hands. The red eyes stared at the weak body of the blood clan, and in his eyes, it only took one face to face this weak blood clan would be torn into strips of dried meat and hung on the top of the cage.

In front of the Blood Demon Bat, the sharp claws of the orcs were already close at hand, and the strong wind from the running blew his robes, and he could even see the parasites crawling in the orc's hair. He didn't panic at all, his lips opened slightly, and his body turned into countless bats in the blink of an eye, and he scattered with a breath.

The orc warrior, unable to stop because of his great inertia, was loaded headlong on top of the sturdy iron cage, and his skull was cut open by the sharp barbs of the iron cage, and red blood gushed out from his skull.

"Shhh

Roaring in pain, Thunder Roar pulled his hands from the ground, and stood on two feet, a pair of eyes bigger than copper bells staring intently at the flying swarm of bats. The muscles that were already bulging were now swelling up like small hills, and Shadow could still see countless thunderbolts shining on it.

"Do you know, why am I called Thunder Roar?" At one point, a bloody smile bloomed on the orc warrior's face.

"Because, this!"

He leaped to his feet, grasping the top of the iron cage with both hands, ignoring the sharp barbs that pierced his palm. Grabbing the top of the cage, those annoying little bats became close to him. He hung his body upside down with his feet like a fly, and his hands nimbly harvested the small bats around him, and even if he didn't catch them, the bats would be scorched by his thunder light.

"Thunder roars! Thunder roars! ”

At one point, there was a loud sound like a mountain in the audience.

Marven was also one of them, and next to him sat Xu Mo and a few other classmates.

"Xu Mo, how is it? Like it here? Feeling a little tired of the roaring inside the ring, the group walked out of the ring and sat down in the square above the ring.

"No, I don't like it very much, I think it's too bloody." Although he had been in the Truth Academy for a semester and was accustomed to all kinds of magical things, a place full of blood and violence like the underground boxing arena was still a little far away for him now. "This is one of my family's businesses, so there is never a shortage of blood clansmen in the boxers." Marven took out a handkerchief from his pocket and carefully wiped his hands.

"Wouldn't this kind of thing be banned by the Empire?" After watching such a bloody performance just now, Xu Mo's cheeks were still a little pale, and he resisted the desire to spit out, and reluctantly talked to Marven.

"Of course, the empire will ban it, but only superficially. It is true that the Star of Truth is one of the places where the imperial civilization flourished, but what is the elegance of civilization without the backdrop of violence? Where there is demand, there is naturally supply, and among these spectators who are intoxicated on the edge of the boxing ring, there may be students and teachers from the Truth Academy. Marven seemed to feel that his hands were a little dirty, and meticulously wiped them with a handkerchief.

Xu Mo looked at his toes silently.

He was so scared that his legs trembled a little.

"Stay away from Linda, I don't care what the background in your house looks like, and it doesn't matter if you and Linda are just ordinary friends or lovers, stay away from Linda." Marvin put the handkerchief back in his pocket.

"Let's go!" The few people who played well with Marven on weekdays turned a blind eye to this and silently followed.

Left, Xu Mo stood alone in the hall, a tear crossed his cheek, and fell weakly on the smooth floor, he squatted on the ground cowardly, twitching in horror.