"Guess who's going to win?" asked Ektrava.

Although betting is not allowed in this game, Ektrova is a little curious, because the introduction says that this Chupacabra is a third-level demon beast.

Three-level vs. three-product, that's a bit interesting!

I didn't introduce what period he was with it, and I didn't compare the difference between the middle stage of the third rank of the demon beast and the middle stage of the third rank of the demon hunter.

This is the key!

Unpredictable fights!

Treading Ye said: "No need to compare, this is just a gimmick." ”

Using this method to warm up the field can be one-sided, according to him, because the Colosseum needs to ensure the safety of the demon hunter, which is not the same as fighting, or demon hunting.

Sacrificing a Demon Hunter on such an occasion can have a big negative impact.

Chupacabra stood there, staring at the three-rank demon hunter with devilish eyes, and with the swing of the whip, Chupacabra bared out its teeth, and the horror was that one of its large mouths almost grinned at the base of its ears.

This is not commensurate with its size.

The gums are completely exposed, and the flesh inside is rolled out, and the fangs are sharper than the teeth of the cave wolf, and the place where it is not as good as the cave wolf is that it is not burly enough, not only is it not burly, but it is tall and thin, and its forelimbs are slender.

Elongated legs mean it's more flexible.

The whip sounded, as crisp as scorched thunder, and the Chupacabra began to roar, its roar less like a night owl than a wolf howl.

Chupacabra is full of evil!

If a person dreams of such a face at night, it is definitely a nightmare.

The whip kept pumping, and the three-rank demon hunter was fast, but he still couldn't catch the Chupacabra, as expected, it was agile, jumping vertically and horizontally, always avoiding the whip when there was no room for it.

Even so, a few whips were drawn on its body.

It doesn't have hair, not even a short fluff.

I don't know how much the whip hurts on the skin, but it doesn't actually show any pain.

Chupacabra began to fight back, jumping to the shoulder-height position of the demon hunter, his long legs almost touching the shoulders of the demon hunter, and the large mouth of the blood basin that rolled up.

As long as he is bitten by such a big mouth, this person basically only has half a life left!

In an instant, the demon hunter struck his fist.

Generally, the three-rank demon hunter has the power of a thousand jun, and this Chupacabra was actually able to dodge it, but the fist wind still made it give up the attack, and only jumped to the side to dodge.

It's a stalemate, the witcher's whip can't hit its vital point, and its attacks are always lacking in fire.

It was only ten centimeters away from success, and it was these ten centimeters that made Chupacabra lose opportunities again and again.

The whip didn't miss every time, and there were blood marks on Chupacabra's body, but it didn't respond at all.

There is a type of dog that is extremely insensitive to "pain", even if the leg is broken or the intestines or stomach fall out, they will still fight until one of them dies.

This dog is not because of its small size, and it can even replace the position of the cave wolf.

The reason for not being afraid of death is either mental or physical;

This is reflected in the body of the Chupacabra, and its body size is several times larger than the former, which means that its strength is far superior to the former.

Chupacabra prepares to end the fight with a fatal blow, and it is quietly gathering strength.

The fatal blow was lightning fast, no need for a second jump, a distance of twenty meters only required one pounce, and the sharp teeth bit into the shoulder of the demon hunter, who was caught off guard and slammed his fingers into fists.

The Chupacabra's skull was fleshy, but it ignored it, still biting the witcher's shoulder, even if it died.

A few more punches followed......

Chupacabra's head was cut off in half, but his mouth was still moving, desperately gritting his teeth deeper, and making a constant "whirring" sound.

The audience on the stage let out an exclamation and began to worry that the demon hunter would be injured, even lose his life because of the virus or tetanus.

The witcher's other hand quickly drew the scimitar from behind his back, and the knife fell, and the head of the Chupacabra was completely separated from its long mouth, but the mouth remained on the hunter's shoulder with blood.

The headless Chupacabra still struggled to stand up, swaying from side to side but unable to stand firmly.

The emotions of the audience were stirred to the extreme, and although there was no suspense about the victory or defeat, the ferocity of the Chupacabra strongly shocked them.

From the moment the Chupacabra pounced on him, he waited for the demon hunter to draw his sword.

As long as the knife is released, it is the end of the first peak showdown.

The squeaky rope stirred the skylight, and the witcher jumped out of the cage, and someone went down to clean the body of the Chupacabra, and then several people stirred the tightrope and lowered the skylight.

The audience looked over because they didn't know about the witcher's injuries.

The demon hunter was dressed in a very resilient rhinoceros armor inlaid with pieces of meteoric iron, and his sharp teeth pierced the gap between the rhinoceros skin and the meteoric iron, but apparently it didn't matter, the demon hunter stood up and waved his arms at everyone.

That's when the applause rang out.

The Demon Hunter had a scimitar in his hand, and he could kill it before the table could pounce.

As expected, in order to make this game more exciting, the demon hunter was not in a hurry to make the knife.

The demon hunter didn't expect a little danger to arise in the middle. Even ordinary wolfdogs can carry the virus, and the incubation period is as long as ten years, not to mention the pervert of Chupacabra.

This warm-up is exciting enough, and then the real summit showdown will come, and the Zanzibar leopard will be on the field. It's now a star, and that's all thanks to those historians.

The Zanzibar leopard still appears with great momentum, its dark fur and aggressive eyes, soaked in mystery and endless killing.

Maintaining his original walking posture, he walked restlessly as soon as he came up, his steps were measured, the distance of each step was the same, from east to west, and his eyes soaked in mystery and death stared at the barbed wire above.

It hates not only barbed wire, but also the spectators in the stands who make fun of it.