The north wind is whistling, the winter sun is pale and dazzling, the sky and the earth are snow-white, this should be the season of silence, there is a lively sky, the crowd is full, the beasts roar, the people's shouts come and go, so big that they can pierce the eardrum.

On the main seat, the man looked at the wolf that had fallen on the stage, he was not interested, and when he thought of something, the corners of his mouth grinned: "Go, bring that little bastard up!" As he spoke, he took a bite of the meat in his thigh, feasting on it with a mouthful of oil.

"Yes." A young man on his side gave a few commands downward, and after a while, an iron cage was carried up, and inside was a young man, his clothes were shabby, which could cover the key parts, he was dirty, his limbs were locked, and there was a chain around his neck, and he looked at the wolf that had just died on the field, his eyes were red.

"Little bastard, if you want to save it, give me a win!" The man in the main seat threw the half-eaten leg of lamb into the field, and as the iron door was opened, the boy pounced on it, and a silver glittering chain around his neck scraped against the ground with a rattling sound.

He grabbed the meat and nibbled on it, causing everyone in the audience to laugh.

The man glanced at the man carrying the cage, who hurriedly picked up the whip and struck the boy on him, leaving a trail of blood in an instant.

The boy raised his head from the food, and bared his teeth at him viciously, and there was minced meat between his teeth, and his appearance was very hideous.

"Go quickly, or kill all the wolves in the Colosseum." The man continued to whip, and the boy suddenly turned around and attacked him, but when he jumped into the air, the rope was pulled and he fell to the ground in an instant.

"Why hasn't this little brute been tamed yet?" The man stood up and kicked at the person next to him, and the man's eyes were full of resentment, but he hid it very well.

"Eldest young master, please calm your anger, today is your big day, why don't you go back to your house to welcome your relatives first? In a good mood? ”

"It's not in a hurry, it's not too late to go back to the church after the little beast fight."

The man was slightly anxious: "But the old lady sent someone to urge her early in the morning, and I'm afraid it's not appropriate to stay any longer." ”

"Am I the eldest young master, or are you the eldest young master?" The man frowned: "Hurry up, drive the little mongrel to the square field!" ”

"Yes." The man went down the steps, took the whip and beckoned to the young man, followed by some beatings, and because these men were armed with fists and feet, the young man was driven to the stage before he could do so.

The iron door of the square platform closed instantly.

"Roaring ......"

The roar of the white tiger was accompanied by a thick dangerous aura and rushed towards the door in front of him, and the young man was half-lying on the ground, his body arched in a vigorous arc, staring at the behemoth opposite him vigilantly.

"Roaring ........."

The white tiger approached him step by step, its yellow beast eyes shining with a cold light, and its hunger made it want to swallow the person in front of it into its belly.

"Whew......" The young man was so vigilant that his hairs stood on end, his eyes stared at it tightly, and his body tensed to the extreme.

One man and one tiger are getting closer and closer, the big battle is about to break out, everyone in the audience is looking forward to opening their eyes wide, and the man-beast duel is the first time.

The man in the main seat also held his breath and looked at the quadrangular cage without blinking.

"Big young master, something big has happened!" Suddenly, an urgent voice came into everyone's ears, breaking the tense atmosphere on the stage.

The man looked at the maid who ran in, and frowned in displeasure: "What are you panicking about!" What happened? ”