The fierce competition on the stage caused the audience to scream again and again, and it was like a tide. Hong Li smiled and hugged the two women, shouting and laughing with the people around him.

The Winged Divine Dragon itself is only the third-class strength of the Mortal Realm, and the one-eyed fighting bear equivalent to the Bronze Realm has been completely crushed, plus the shoulder blade fracture, under the vigorous exercise, the injury continues to worsen, and finally makes the body stagnate, and the fierce one-eyed fighting bear finally seized this opportunity and crashed into the body of the Winged Divine Dragon.

On the spot, the pterosaur flew out, and the severe pain was like a sudden arrival of viscous darkness that swept him up, and something seemed to be poured into the air, followed by nostrils, ears, and eyes, making him unable to breathe, unable to struggle, and the exclamations of the audience seemed to be distant and inaudible, and the subtle sound of bone breaking from his body was like thunder. The body of the pterosaur crossed a graceful and cruel parabola, slammed into the iron cage, and slid limply.

"Hahahaha——, Winged Dragon, you're a waste! Like your disabled grandfather, like your dead ghost father, you don't have to do it yourself, you don't have to do it yourself, one beast is enough. The young man in the audience, Hong Li, laughed.

The audience who won the one-eyed bear in the fight thundered with thunderous applause and yelled excitedly, while a small number of spectators who tried to make a miracle began to curse loudly.

Hong Li also smiled and prepared to get up, but at this time, the noise in the audience quickly dissipated like ice and snow being splashed with boiling water, and fell silent.

Hong Li looked back in amazement, only to see a group of aristocratic mercenary adventurers in the audience staring at the stage with a surprised expression. Hong Li Huoran turned his head to look at the stage.

In the stunned eyes of more than 300 spectators, the body of the pterosaurus was like a folding ruler, slowly but firmly erected, his head, shoulders, nostrils, ears, eyes and tightly clenched silver teeth continued to flow viscous blood, staining his head and face like a demon as terrible, although the pain was shaking all over, but his waist was steady and straight, and the immature shoulders seemed to give people a feeling of being able to carry Mount Tai.

Oh my God, he can still stand up!

His twisted and slightly sunken chest could clearly tell others that his sternum was already severely bone, and his internal organs must have been severely damaged! Not to mention this kind of injury, not to mention the fourteen or fifteen-year-old mortal realm warriors, even the bronze warriors who had undergone severe training would faint to death, and they would definitely die!

But this young man of the wing family didn't faint! and stood up!

Standing up at this time can be said to be unbearable pain, and the audience who sat close could even see the pterodactyl's distorted face and trembling body due to the intense pain.

At this moment, the one-eyed fighting bear stood up, flapping its chest and screaming, showing off its victory.

A sharp light erupted from the tense eyes of the Winged Dragon, and his whole body was like a cheetah that had never been achieved before, and he stomped heavily on the floor, and then leaped up, grabbed the one-eyed bear's hair, and hugged its huge head tightly.

The one-eyed bear was still showing off its victory when the Pterodactyl grabbed its head from behind, it roared, ran a few steps, shook its neck violently, and tried to shake the Pterodactyl down, but the Pterodactyl clutched the hair on its head and let it shake it no matter how it shook it, but he didn't make any next move, just stuck to the back of its skull.

The one-eyed fighting bear screamed and roared in the beast cage, and it kept raising its two claws to grab the winged dragon, but it was a pity that it was a xenomorph with the blood of a demon beast, its front paws were too short, and its head was too high, no matter how hard it tried, it just couldn't reach the back of its head.

The one-eyed bear has always been invincible in the Colosseum, how could he have ever encountered such an annoying thing, being stuck to the back of his head by a kid with insignificant strength, although he knew that his strength was low, but he just couldn't tear him off and bite him to death, it was like its dignity was being provoked, it kept roaring, roaring, running and dancing.

For a while, the scene of the fight between man and beast was really staged in the fighting cage, and the pterosaur was stuck to the back of the one-eyed fighting bear's head, no matter how it tossed and swung, it just wouldn't let go.

The audience erupted in passion again, roaring wildly.

Hong Li said angrily: "Heiba, what are you doing? Lie down! Lie down! Kill him!"

The one-eyed fighting bear heard the master's order, and his body fell back, and his huge body smashed on the floor with a "bang", which almost smashed the winged dragon to death, and the blood gushing out of the mouth of the dagger kept spurting out, and the body kept trembling, fortunately, the winged dragon was holding its head instead of its back, otherwise it would have smashed him to death.

As if he had finally found a way to catch the Winged Dragon, the One-Eyed Fighting Bear turned over and climbed up with a hideous gaze, and wanted to lie down again, but he didn't know that the Winged Divine Dragon was waiting for this opportunity, the Winged Divine Dragon knew that his strength was too small, and the one-eyed Fighting Bear's body was too large, and the animal skin and muscles were too tough, except for places like the eyes, no matter how he stabbed it, he would not kill it anywhere, so there was the Winged Dragon's move of holding the back of its head. However, the one-eyed fighting bear moved violently under the rage, and the winged dragon only had a chance to strike, because when he stabbed it in the eye, he only had one hand to fix his body, if he didn't stab it to death, the one-eyed fighting bear could easily throw him out under the rage, so if you succeed in a blow, you will live, and if you fail, you will die!

Although the one-eyed fighting bear lying down on its back made the five organs of the pterosaur rupture and the injuries were aggravated, its action of turning over undoubtedly gave the pterosaurus the greatest opportunity.

I saw that the Winged Divine Dragon decisively let go of the bronze dagger that grabbed the teeth with his right hand, and then pulled it with one hand with his left hand, and at the same time kicked his legs in the head of the One-Eyed Fighting Bear, and the body jumped out, his whole body bent into an arc, his lower body was still on top of the One-Eyed Fighting Bear's head, and the upper body had fallen in front of the One-Eyed Fighting Bear's forehead, and at the moment when the giant eye of the One-Eyed Fighting Bear missed in front of him, the Winged Divine Dragon roared, and his right hand swung violently, and the sharp bronze dagger pierced into the only remaining giant eye of the One-Eyed Fighting Bear and went straight into the handle, and the Winged Divine Dragon used its last strength to slash at the last moment when it pierced into the body and fell, and then the person with the sword fell straight down and fell to the ground, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

It happened too suddenly, and the movements of the pterosaur were too neat, so that the more than 300 spectators in the audience had not come back to their senses, and the one-eyed bear still wanted to raise its head, but the resolute and brave of the pterosaur only made the beast in the Colosseum only have time to let out an angry and terrible wail, and then the huge body shook a few times, and fell to the ground in the shocking gaze of more than 300 people, the ruler-long bronze dagger had pierced its eyeballs and pierced its skull, and the last moment of the pterosaur simply wiped out all its vitality。

In the exclamation of the audience, the winged dragon that fell to the ground gritted its teeth and struggled to stand up straight, no one knew why this fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy still stood up, the blood in his mouth had been gushing out, his chest had sunken, and his bones had all been broken, but the boy was still standing straight, as if the whole world could not make him bend over, he laughed arrogantly and madly: "Dog, kneel down for Lao Tzu! Swallow your shit back to Lao Tzu!"

"Damn! this waste really won!?" Hong Li's face turned pale.

At this moment, only a loud "boom" was heard, and the heavy gate of the gladiatorial arena flew in like a papier-mâché, and slammed into the floor more than ten meters away in the eyes of everyone looking at monsters.

There was a dead silence in the audience.

A big gong roared in a rage: "Fuck your grandma! What bastard dares to bully my grandson?"

Hong Li's face turned pale, and he bent down, like a mouse crossing the street, and sneaked back. At this time, the Pterodactyl that was standing on its own was already blurred.