In an exclamation, Yi Tian very elegantly dodged the surprise attack of those gray lions, although in the eyes of outsiders, these fierce beasts may be very bluffing, but in Yi Tian's eyes, they have no deterrent power, Yi Tian, whose body has been transformed by blood red, looks at the movements of these gray lions as if they are watching slow motion, without any challenge.

Julius's stupid brain didn't care about that, and it seemed to him that this little man was pure luck, or it wouldn't be long before he would be torn apart by these precious gray lions of his own.

"Kill him, babes!!"

Yi Tian smiled indifferently, silently reciting the spell in his mouth, and the blood red moon blade in his hand suddenly appeared, since you want to play, then I will play with you. Yi Tian jumped to the side of the arena, and the three thorny gray lions immediately surrounded Yi Tian in the center when they saw this, and roared at Yi Tian with bared teeth, but none of them dared to rush up alone

Yi Tian burst out laughing, is this the spirit of the so-called King of Ten Thousand Beasts? At this time, the blood blade in his hand lit up violently, and a burst of blood-red energy quickly spread, and in the blink of an eye, it affected the whole audience, and those thorny gray lions were frozen in place and couldn't move. The dark magic transformed by the blood-red power shows that it has a superior soul control, especially those beasts that are fierce and brutal by nature. After the blood red passed, the arena returned to the appearance of a piece of yellow sand, but the enemy seemed to have a deviation, the eyes of the three thorny gray lions suddenly turned red at this time, and the most important thing was that they actually turned towards their master Julius, and the heavy and low guttural voice shocked everyone present all the time.

Only then did Julius feel what it meant to be scared and what it meant to be frightened, and under the gaze of those pairs of terrible eyes, his body involuntarily began to tremble slightly, and his legs were like being filled with lead at this time, and he couldn't move.

Yi Tian slowly approached step by step, and his powerful aura was vividly and exquisitely displayed at this moment, "Who is the real king here?"

Julius was extremely frightened at the moment, the already small eyes were round at this time, he never expected that the young man in front of him contained such a huge amount of energy, "Yes, it's you...... It's you........." Julius roared loudly, as if that would soothe the fear in his heart.

Yi Tian snorted coldly, you know each other, and with a crisp snap of his fingers, the three thorny gray lions pounced on the stunned Julius like arrows off the string, and in the screams of the audience, the atmosphere of the whole game was pushed to a climax.

Of course, Yi Tian is not like Julius or the previous Shura, he is not the kind of person who likes blood, after a burst of screams, the people in the stands saw this unbelievable scene, that is, the three ferocious thorny gray lions actually just threw Julius to the ground, the sharp claws firmly pressed him to the ground, the bloody mouth kept dripping saliva, and the sharp teeth that flashed cold seemed to gnaw on Julius's weak neck in the next second.

"This time I will teach you a lesson, I hope you will be a good person in the future and don't be so arrogant. ”

In the cheers of the poor, the second half of the duel night ended smoothly, although this one did not have a dazzling magic offensive or earth-shattering fighting energy like the previous one, but as a real warrior, Yi Tian showed the 10 people present what is called a gentleman's battle, and the huge gap in strength made Yi Tian spend a very comfortable night.

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One night, if someone rejoices, someone will mourn, and the night in the imperial capital is far from over.

Due to the premature end of the duel between Yi Tian and Julius, some nobles who had not yet had time to rush over missed this wonderful battle, which also made these upper-class nobles block the gate of the arena and complain loudly, they couldn't accept that their time was wasted for such an unwarranted reason, and even some nobles even asked to let Yi Tian and Julius fight again. At this time, the poor people who had left the arena early were hurrying home to cook because it was late at night, and the two groups of people collided together, which also made the situation at the gate of the arena more complicated and chaotic.

On one side were the upper class of the nobles, and on the other side were the lowly poor people, and the guards present to maintain law and order naturally stood on the side of the nobles, and they did not hesitate to show their swords and guns in order to suppress these emotional poor people. In this way, the anger of the entire group of paupers was completely ignited, and tens of thousands of unarmed paupers actually flocked to the group of imperial troops armed with spears, which could frighten the nobles who were usually high, they had always thought that these paupers were born slaves, for their own drive, but they did not expect that one day they would rebel, and there were still so many people, and the momentum was so huge.

The members of the guard who were armed with spears were also confused at this time, you must know that these people who were sent to guard were some new recruits, who usually trained in the barracks all day long, and they had never seen this kind of formation, and countless poor people relied on the advantage of the number of groups to break through the defensive circle formed by this group of recruits in just one round, and those poor recruits were trampled into pulp by this group of angry people.

Screams, shouts, and screams resounded in the sky, and under this night sky, scenes of blood were constantly being staged, and the strong smell of blood soon spread to the entire outskirts of the city. The group of nobles who had been noble and elegantly behaved had already abandoned their luxurious cars, stripped off their bloated coats, and fled to the dense forest at the edge of the arena one by one, some of the slow runners were soon swallowed up by the waves of people behind them.

What was originally a small friction has slowly evolved into a bloody turmoil, this is a battle between the lower class and the upper class, the oppressed, exploited, and treated as cattle and horses in the ordinary days of the poor people completely burst out of their long-suppressed anger in their hearts, but whenever they see a single nobleman dressed in gorgeous clothes, they will pounce like hungry wolves, their gorgeous clothes are torn to pieces, exquisite ornaments are discarded and trampled, these poor nobles are like lambs at the moment, curled up on the dirty ground and shivering.

It was already late at night when Yi Tian walked out of the arena, and he didn't leave immediately after the game, but sat alone in the lounge, the empty room was very quiet, and he carefully recalled everything that had just happened.

After Julius made it clear that he wanted to surrender, the referee didn't make a ruling immediately, but whispered to Julius for a long time, and Yi Tian easily interpreted what they said according to the referee's lips, which was nothing more than saying that you should not give up other extra help and you can't give up this kind of words. Looking at the referee's panicked face, Yi Tian knew that this referee was definitely not a good character, perhaps it could be said that the referee and the forces behind him were maliciously manipulating the whole game. Originally, those thorny gray lions may not appear, but when the referee sees that he has an absolute advantage, the three gray lions will be ordered to be released, but it is estimated that the referee did not expect Yi Tian's strength to be so strong

Heng, forcibly surrendered Julis, that's why he was so panicked, and kept asking Julius if he wanted other help, if it weren't for Julius's repeated refusal, it is estimated that this game would drag on for a long, long time.

It is true that where there are interests, there are conspiracy, and where there is money, there are transactions. Yi Tian has completely seen through the essence of this duel night, but none of this has anything to do with him, and Yi Tian doesn't want to waste too much effort to deal with it, he only has one goal now, which is to kill the Shura and infiltrate the Henassas Palace.

Before he walked out of the arena gate, Yi Tian smelled a burst of blood, what was going on? Yi Tian did not go out from the main gate, but jumped onto the dome of the arena, climbed high and looked into the distance, and looked down from a high place.

This is a tragic scene that Yi Tian has not seen for a long time, although he has also seen the tragic situation after the war, but this is the first time he has seen the bloody situation in front of him, with torn sleeves, torn coats, bloody severed limbs, and intestines bursting out of the stomach scattered on the muddy avenue, and cries, shouts, and cries for help are endless.

As a bystander, Yi Tian looked at this world that had been peaceful a few hours ago, and the lonely children were crying in search of their parents, and the ragged lady knelt beside her dead husband with dull eyes...............

At this moment, the National Arena was shrouded in a wail, the starry sky of the canopy had long been swallowed by dark clouds, and the whole world seemed to be left with only two colors, one was chaotic black, and the other was a blurred red, these two colors mixed with each other and blended with each other, converging into an indescribable picture of hell on earth.

Everything in front of him was beyond Yi Tian's comprehension, how could it be like this in just a few hours, looking at the fire that was approaching in the distance, Yi Tian knew that it was the garrison of the imperial capital coming, he didn't stay too long, jumped off the dome of the arena and hid into the dense forest on the side.

The chaos of the moonlit night was suddenly illuminated by this large area of flames, and the leader was a middle-aged man, who was not shocked by the blood in front of him, and in his opinion, this kind of scene was not enough to move him.

"Let's count the deaths. ”

"Check out their injuries. ”

"See where those footprints go?"

"Go and see if there's anyone in the jungle. ”

After a series of instructions, the originally overwhelmed garrison members began their own tasks, statistics, checking, investigation, everything seemed to be in an orderly manner.

At this moment, a man with a disheveled hair came out of the dense forest, and he rushed crookedly towards the middle-aged man in military uniform who took the lead.

"Help!!!!!!!!

At the signal of the middle-aged man, the team members let the man go.

"Help, my lord, those lowly poor people are crazy, they ..............."

"What's wrong with them?"

"They are crazy, they kill those who are clothed, and rob those who are armed when they see them, tens of thousands of people! Go in that direction............" The man pointed in the direction of the imperial capital and shouted in panic.

After hearing this, the middle-aged man fell into deep thought, could they be the unarmed old and sick people in the slums? Or were there other people provoking them? What did they want to do when they flocked to the imperial capital?

It seems that this fortuitous friction is evolving in an uncontrollable direction, and it is intensifying.

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