Gladiatorial competition is very popular in the human world, and this bloody and brutal game is sought after by the aristocracy. Even ordinary citizens talk about it. In almost all human kingdoms, when receiving foreign guests, watching [gladiatorial] or [opera] has become one of the most grand receptions. There are several gladiatorial arenas in Padeya, but the largest and best one is undoubtedly the [Lion and Tomahawk] gladiatorial arena. Whether it is the grandeur of the gladiatorial arena or the quality and strength of the gladiators, it far surpasses any other gladiatorial arena.

Dozens of orcs covered in silver animal fur, almost all covered in **, only wrapped in a strip of animal skin around their waists, holding wooden short swords and shields in their hands, slashing and fighting each other. Gladiator Instructor with a leather whip walked around them with a gloomy face, and whenever an orc slowed down or wandered, he was greeted with scolding and vicious whipping.

"A bunch of garbage, haven't you had enough to eat? With a good skin, you can only use it for **those** girls...... The dirtiest maggots in the sewers are much stronger than you. "A human man with his shirtless body, his knotted muscles, and his face covered in scars was very dissatisfied with the group of orcs in front of him, and if he could, he would have killed a few to vent his anger.

The prince of the Audria Empire is coming to Paddington to watch the gladiatorial show, which is a big deal. As the oldest and most prestigious gladiator instructor in the [Lion and Tomahawk] gladiatorial arena, Celt thought this was a great opportunity. If he is favored by the noble prince, he will even take him to the Odria Empire, which is the prosperous center of the human world, with more powerful gladiators, and Paddington is a bit remote after all.

Celt was a free man, and when he was a teenager, he only entered the gladiatorial arena because he liked tyrannical fighting and fighting, and fought with beasts and orcs for his life. There are not many such people, but all those who can persevere are the overlords in the gladiatorial arena, the demons in the eyes of the enemies, the darlings of the audience, and the best objects of the sexual fantasies of the ladies. Sert was such an existence, and even though he was almost sixty years old, the knotted muscles on his body still did not show the slightest relaxation. Even if he rarely fights now, as long as he shows up in the gladiatorial arena, he will win the crazy screams of a group of women!

The gladiatorial battles on the continent of Sauron have clear rules, no fighting spirit, no magic, and no extraordinary power. Weapons can be used, but gladiatorial fights can only rely on primitive ** fighting, which keeps most of the so-called strong people out. If there is no fighting spirit or magic, those noble knights or magicians will only die in the face of gladiators. And vindictive energy and magic are sometimes like instincts, which will burst out uncontrollably when you are in danger, so in order to maintain fairness, all gladiators are people who cannot practice vindictiveness. Even if some people have opened up their natural strength in the long-term training, don't expect to practice Douqi. The boss of the gladiatorial arena will puncture your stomach with a dagger, causing the newly formed fighting spirit to dissipate and completely cut off your thoughts.

Celt was extremely different, when he was young, he had a good talent and was able to cultivate Dou Qi, but he was pricked in the stomach by himself, destroying the Dou Qi group that had just formed. This kind of person is so cruel to himself, it is conceivable that all life is just a toy in his eyes!

In order to welcome the prince of the Adria Empire, Celt trained a team of gladiators very seriously, and he believed that as long as the team of gladiators he trained was on the field, he would definitely be able to create a bloody, violent, and blood-boiling performance. But it was these cowardly and hardly orc-like guys in front of him that made his plan come to naught.

The envoy of the empire saw this group of orcs by chance, and was pleasantly surprised to think that they were orcs of the Frostwolf Clan from the northern tundra. Everyone knows that the Odrya Empire is the most tyrannical human country that treats orcs, and all the orc captives they capture on the battlefield will eventually be taken to the Colosseum, where orcs can fight with fierce and powerful beasts for fun, and few will survive. This made the orcs extremely hostile to this country, but Odrita was too strong to be able to fight against the orcs. Eventually, some ancient and noble orc clans had to migrate to the tundra of the far north to escape human hunting. This makes it difficult to see pure orcs with the noble bloodline of the Frostwolf Clan in the gladiatorial arena of the Audria Empire!

The Marquis of Delta did not hide the origin of these orcs who resembled the frostwolf clan, but the messenger would not let go of this opportunity to shoot the prince's horses. Insist that these orcs are captives of the Frostwolf Clan, and that they would like to see them put on a perfect show in the gladiatorial arena!

The Marquis of Delta naturally immediately understood the envoy's intentions, and it was also a good thing for him, so he handed over the matter to the gladiator trainer Sert, this is the source of Celt's anger! The prince of the Adria Empire will come at the end of next month, but this group of orcs has not yet trained a little satisfactory, if such goods go to the gladiatorial arena, Celt swears that he will be killed in shame!

Dozens of orcs were gathered together, Celt said nothing with a gloomy face, and whoever stared at him with fiery eyes would immediately lower his head and tremble, this human looked like he was going to eat people!

"It seems that I was wrong, you are born a lowly race, even if you train for ten years, you will not be able to become a real gladiator. In this case, there is nothing to scruple about. Celt turned around and yelled, "Duke, open the beast cage." Drive these damned orcs in and keep the lions company!"

The orcs screamed in fright, but were driven forward by the heavily armed gladiatorial guards around them, with their spears. There was a crunching sound on the left side of the gladiatorial arena, and an iron fence was slowly opened, and the low roar of wild beasts was faintly heard.

Everyone quickly evacuated the arena and came to the stands above, only the dozens of orcs were left inside. Several huge figures slowly walked out of the iron cage, and when they saw a group of orcs in front of them, their eyes suddenly showed a murderous light!

The wooden shield and the wooden sword seemed so thin, and the orcs kept retreating, gathering together, but their faces were full of panic. One, two, three............ Six huge male lions walked out slowly, these are all grassland lions purchased at a high price in the gladiatorial arena, although they are not magical beasts, they are almost the most powerful existence among the beasts, even those low-level magical beasts can only escape in front of the grassland lion.

In the past, when there were human-beast fighting performances, it was usually more than a dozen heavily armed gladiators against a prairie lion. But today Celt went crazy and actually released all six lions in the gladiatorial arena, didn't he want these orcs to live?

Someone worriedly reminded Celt that after all, these orcs are no longer good, they are better than death, and they are hand-picked by the imperial envoys, once something happens, whether it is the boss Seston, or the owner behind it, Marquis Delta, it is not easy to explain.

"It's okay, these orcs don't inspire blood without blood. It always takes a few people to die before their bestiality can explode. Celt said gloomily: "Instead of training a hundred incompetent orcs, it is better to let them fight with lions, even if there are only ten orcs left in the end, as long as the beast nature is stimulated, they can still give a wonderful show in the future." ”

Everything in the gladiatorial arena, except for Butcher Seston, is Selter's final say, and if he has to do it, no one else has anything to say. Also, it's not bad to watch an orc vs. lion battle for free!

The six lions had all walked out of the iron cage, and they all shook their huge heads and shook their wavy manes away, and the momentum of the king of beasts rushed to his face!

"All the men are close, the young men are inside, the old men are outside, take your shields, and when the lion pounces, one of them is dragged out, and the people next to him immediately close the gap. Ancestor spirit bless, let our children live!" One of the oldest orcs stood on the outermost side, holding two wooden shields in his hands, blocking the front of the lions at the front. The wooden sword is like an itch to the lion, and it has long been thrown aside!

It seems that they also perceive the disparity in strength, the lions did not all move, only the lion jokingly pounced, pressed the old orc to the ground, the two wooden shields were like pieces of paper, easily torn apart by the lion, sharp claws through the wooden shield, deeply pierced into the old orc's shoulder, the old orc let out a terrible scream, fainted.

"Close the gap and protect the child. Another old orc stepped out and stood in front of the lion. They're old...... Or maybe they're getting old, but the orcs who protect it are still young, and they still have hope to live a free life. For the sake of the continuation of the tribe, even if it is only a small fantasy, it is worth it for the orcs.

"No...... Uncle Cecil, let me out ....... A young man shouted among the orcs, trying to break out of the circle of his clan. Since the tribe was destroyed, the boy was injured and became a prisoner of human mercenaries, if it weren't for the orc named Cecil outside to take care of him all the way, I am afraid that he would have been like those unfortunate tribesmen, because of the slowdown, he was brutally killed halfway.

"Barotan, take care of yourself. The old orc seemed to see the frightened face of the young man who was a little timid, but brave, through the human wall. Anyway, after the tribe was destroyed and his family was dead, he lost the purpose of his existence, so let's go and reunite with his family today! He roared and rushed towards the lion with his shield raised.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to bite the orc under his claws, a fly suddenly ran over, which made the male lion very impatient, open his bloody mouth, and let out a lion's roar at Cecil. The other five lions roared after him, and the roar almost shook the entire Colosseum, not to mention the horror of the orcs in the arena, even the people standing in the stands were all pale. This is the signal for the lion to attack, and the six brutal lions are about to cull their prey together!

Celt had already begun to regret it, he shouldn't have let the six lions out in anger, now that the lions are wild, even if they are driven back to the iron cage in the end, I'm afraid there won't be a few orcs left alive, right?

There was a frantic roar among the orcs, and a sturdy young orc burst out with incredible strength, pushing the clansmen away and rushing out, he picked up a wooden sword and rushed towards the lion. In front of him, the lion's fangs had almost reached Cecil's neck. Suddenly, there was a strong impact, causing its huge body to fall out of its own way, rolling and quickly getting up, only to see a young orc supporting the old orc, and retreated!

The majesty was provoked, and the lion became angry, and it seemed to be the king of the lions, as if giving a command, and the six lions pounced on the orcs together. The outermost circle of wooden shields shattered and scattered, and the surrounding orcs were scattered by the huge impact of the lion. It's over, all the orcs close their eyes, waiting for the moment when they finally die in the lion's mouth!

Suddenly, an angry shout came from not far from the stands: "Damn, who released the lion?"

And from the opposite direction, a figure rushed out like a meteor, climbed over the fence, and directly entered the Colosseum, and suddenly, a terrible beast screamed ............!