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In the most noble box in the center of the circular Colosseum, Moran pushed open the door of the box and walked in. (The fastest update speed is in Aishang Novel Network biquge.info) full text without advertising ""

"Grandpa......" The old man sitting in the center called out sweetly.

An old orc man sat upright, his face wrinkled, his eyelids almost drooping, and his body was very thin, as if a gust of wind could blow it down.

Just such an orc old man, no different from an ordinary orc old man, with a light appearance, no one would have imagined that he was the beast god in the orc clan, and the strong man in the divine domain was strong.

When Moran came in, Lijia's eyelids raised slightly, and he said with a smile, "Yo, who am I saying? It turns out that my lovely grandson is here!"

At the bottom of Liga, there is a middle-aged man, he is the current emperor of the Orc Empire - Salamon, in the Orc Empire, a country where the strong are respected, as the emperor, his strength must not be inferior, in fact, Salamon is a strong man in the Holy Domain, he is a war saint from the Rock Tribe.

Unlike humans, the emperor of the orcs is not hereditary, but is served by the strongest person in the golden family, and according to the tradition of the orcs, even the beast god Lijia cannot interfere.

In the box, in addition to the Beast Emperor, there were also several ministers of the Orc Palace, all of whom had good strength.

Salamon naturally knew Moran, he smiled, pointed to a chair next to Riga and said, "Moran's nephew is here, sit down!"

"No need, Uncle Salamon, I'll help grandpa pinch his neck!"

Moran knew that his grandfather's neck was always sore, so he hurriedly walked behind him and squeezed it gently.

"Well, it's still my grandson who has won my heart!" said Liga as he leaned back comfortably in his chair and narrowed his eyes like a kind old man.

Enjoying Moran's gentle kneading, Liga sighed, "Hey, it's old...... When people get old, there are many problems, Salamon, if I were your age, I don't know how good my health is! Eat three buckets of rice every day......"

For Salamon, the beast emperor, Lijia called him by his name, and Salamon didn't feel anything wrong, and the beast god Lijia had a special status in the orc clan.

"Hehe, where can I compare to the force of the man......"

A look of admiration flashed in Salamon's eyes, "I think that when the Lida people were still the powerhouses of the Holy Domain, they had slashed and killed the Sacred Land Alien Beast Deep Sea Giant Serpent that wreaked havoc on the east coast with one ...... strength."

"What else is it about these rotten sesame seeds in Chen Guzi, is it now a young man's world!" said Lijia with a smile.

"Hehe!" Salamon smiled, as if he remembered something, he glanced at Moran Dao, "By the way, I heard that Moran's nephew's Thorn Flower Tribe is also participating, is there such a thing?"

Mo Lan smiled, "Uncle Huang is forgetful, our Thorn Flower Tribe participates in every year, but it just didn't get the ranking!"

"Indeed!" When it came to the ranking, Salamon nodded sympathetically, "The current young strong battle has completely changed its taste, the top three in successive sessions, Ji was taken over by the Warcraft clan, and the genius powerhouse in our orc clan in the last session - Cha, barely ranked fifth, and it is also the only young powerhouse in our orc clan who can rank in the top five......"

Cha is the name of the orc, he was in the top five of the orcs last time, and this time he once again represented the orc clan of the furious wind tribe, and his profession is the wind knight. Full text without ads

At this point, Salamon smiled a little embarrassedly, "Liga, to be honest, this time the age change is also for him, he was twenty-one years old last time, and he is just twenty-five years old this year, barely qualified for the competition!

"That's good!" Liga nodded, "However, this year's shape shì is more severe than the previous ones, as far as I know, there are many high-level races in this year's Warcraft clan who have come to participate......"

"Yes!" Salamon nodded, "This time, there are several demonic beasts of higher races, such as the Poison Manticore Lion Clan, the Beamon Clan, and so on. ”

"The Scorpion Lion Clan is also here?" Liga was a little surprised, he groaned, and said slowly, "Indeed, the Heavenly Racial Talent of the Warcraft Clan is beyond the reach of us orcs, but since we are in this world, we must have the courage to catch up, in my future, they can't beat the Warcraft and they can't understand anything, only that they don't work hard enough......"

After a pause, Liga glanced at Salamon and continued, "The Warcraft clan has won the top five, this is their ability, Salamon, are you a little too nervous when you change your age to compete in the competition?"

"Yes...... Riga has taught a lesson!" Salamon heard this, and a cold sweat broke out, "I'm just worried that the top five of our orc clan will be covered by the Warcraft clan, and we will lose face, I will definitely change my age back next time, change back ......"

"Hehe, he is the fifth in the last session, but it doesn't mean that he is also the fifth in this session! There are a lot of variables......" Lijia smiled and waved his hand generously, "As for revising the age, then there is no need to do it!

"Yes, my lord!" Salamon saluted.

"By the way, what kind of powerhouse did you Thorn Flower Clan send this year?" At this time, Liga turned to Moran and asked.

Moran had been listening attentively to the conversation between the two, and even the hand he was holding had unconsciously paused.

"Hehe, grandpa, the powerhouse sent by my Thorn Flower Tribe this year will definitely surprise you......" Moran said with a smile, with a hint of cunning in her eyes.

"Hehe, grandpa wait!" Liga smiled unusually cheerfully.

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"Next fight, No. 98 is ready to ......" A rough voice sounded at the conference.

"It's my turn......"

Ron took a deep breath and stood up, his eyes glinting with a powerful confidence.

A human attendant led him down the long corridor to the end, where the contestants had prepared.

There, Ron unexpectedly arrives at Hamm, only to see that Hamm has lost his high-spirited demeanor and wilted like a frosted eggplant.

"Hamm!" Ron stepped forward, greeted, and asked with a smile, "How's it going?"

"Well, don't mention it!" Hamm sighed, "I'm very unlucky!"

"What's wrong?" Ron asked.

"Unfortunately, my opponent in the qualifiers is a Warcraft, and it is also the pinnacle race of Warcraft - the Poisonous Scorpion Lion!" Hamm spread his hands and made a helpless expression, "Can you fight like this?" If you really make a move, it is estimated that I will be killed by him in seconds before I even come out with the word "surrender"!"

"So I'm very wise, after he shows up after he comes on the court, I immediately abstain and I can't stay on the court for a quarter of an hour!" Hamm said, "The other guy is not bad, he seems to know that I won't fight him, and he just shows up!"

"Isn't it?" Ron cried, "He made you abstain, and you paid him well?"

Hamqi glanced at Ron differently, "Ron, you don't know, some monsters are very bloodthirsty and insidious, he deliberately does not show up and tempts you as a human being, once you decide to fight, he will immediately turn into a body and kill you in seconds, so that you don't even have time to say the word "surrender", and some even use human bodies to fight you, even if he kills you, you don't know that he is a monster......"

"Is there such a thing?" Ron heard when he heard the Great Khan, it turned out that there were also insidious "beasts" among the monsters.

"Ron No. 98, please come over here!"

At this moment, a voice interrupted their conversation, and a human attendant held out his head from the door of the room and waved him in.

"Heh—you're going to take an age test, and you're ready to play, good luck!" Hamm smiled.

"Yes!" Ron nodded, "Good luck too!"

"I'm not going to be lucky!" Hamm said with a wry smile, "He's ***, I've won the lottery, and I met a monster in the first game!"

He foamed at the mouth of the mouth and walked away swearing.

Ron walked into the room and saw an old orc man sitting on a chair, and in front of him, there was a strange thing like a magic array, constantly moving.

"Come here, in the middle!" the old orc said coldly, pointing to the magic array-like thing.

After checking that there was no danger, Ron went up.

The old orc man closed his eyes, and after a while said, "Well, the age is only eighteen years old, not bad, you can participate in the competition!"

The old orc's face softened.

Only then did Ron know that this thing like a magic array actually measured age, and it was no wonder that Shao Qiangzhan controlled his age so strictly.

"Put your space bag and other items in that cabinet, and don't bring anything to the field except weapons and armor!"

The old orc pointed to the cabinet.

Moran had talked to him about this, and Ron didn't think much of it, putting the space bag he was carrying in the cupboard, and walked out of the door with only the staff of the hand.

A burst of dazzling sunlight came, and Ron stretched out his hand to block it slightly, calmed down, and slowly walked into the field.

The contestants appeared, and for a while, the entire gladiatorial arena cheered, and the warm atmosphere of the scene made Ron feel enthusiastic.

In the middle of the gladiatorial arena, there were two people, one of them was an orc, he was wearing a referee's costume, and the other was a human, wearing light armor, and he was also his opponent in this game.

"The rules are clear, right? Although it is a battle to the death, I hope that both sides of the game will not maliciously kill their opponents, and should allow the other side to abstain, admit defeat and surrender, you know?"

The orc referee said expressionlessly, after this day, the same words have been repeated I don't know how many times.

As soon as the words fell, the human boy said arrogantly, "Son, you better abstain as soon as possible, Lao Tzu is a Warcraft Wind Wolf, and I will beat you so long that I can't find the North ......"

Ron was stunned, "You're a Warcraft?"

"That's good!" the young man smiled mysteriously, "I heard that you humans like to try your luck when you participate in the battle of the few and strong, and I hope that you will meet a weak opponent who is also a human being, hehe, I won't give you this kind of opportunity!"

He licked his lips lightly, and a strong murderous intent flashed in his eyes, "I won't conjure up for you now, it's very simple for you to know if I'm a monster or a human, one word - bet ......"

"Either you choose to abstain now, or you choose to fight, but if you make a mistake, my Wind Blade will tear you to pieces in an instant before you "admit defeat", you can do it......"

The boy said slowly and quietly.

This time, Ron was silent, and he frowned.

This is a gamble, is this young man in front of him a human being? or a monster?

The orc referee also turned around and asked expressionlessly, "Ron, have you decided to fight?" or abstained?"

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