"I surrender!" Yellowspot shouted out to the sidelines.

All of a sudden, there was a full chorus of boos.

The camel spirit turned his face sideways and confessed expressionlessly, "Open the door." ”

"No!" the two demon soldiers hurriedly ran out.

However, the monkey carried a giant axe and still walked towards the yellow spot step by step.

The axe was almost as big as his body.

"What do you want to do, what do you want to do, help——!" Yellowspot shouted and ran towards the iron gate, the two demon soldiers were still scrambling to unlock the lock, but the monkey had already arrived with a giant axe.

"You've won! you don't have to kill me!" said Macula, turning back to the monkey and growling.

There was no answer.

The monkey rushed straight forward with an axe.

Amid the screams, everyone just watched silently, just as they did to the monkey at the beginning.

When the iron door opened, the body of the yellow spot rolled down the steps. The monkey carried the head of the freshly cut yellow spot and threw it far away in front of a large elephant spirit, staring at it indifferently.

"Wheel battle! wheel battle! wheel battle!" The demon soldiers in the audience cheered.

"Meet him. The camel spirit said without thinking.

The elephant spirit came into play with a sledgehammer in both hands.

Under the ring, hoarfrost, bull's head, black tail, big red, and fat intestines all watched silently.

The battle began again.

With the sound of weapons crashing, the atmosphere in the arena reached its peak.

......

The elephant spirit's sledgehammer slammed into the monkey's back, and blood gushed out with a single blow.

......

With a roar, the giant axe in the monkey's hand swept by, removing the elephant spirit's entire leg.

......

Another corpse was pushed down the steps.

Covered in blood, the monkey's hands trembling as he held his weapon.

Immediately afterward, a jackal spirit walked to the ring with a scimitar in hand.

Even the demon generals who have been on the battlefield all year round probably have never had such an experience. Fight selflessly. An enemy that can never be killed. Every enemy, but the slightest carelessness, can kill themselves.

As one corpse after another was pushed out of the ring, the monkey's spiritual power was constantly consumed, and gradually, his speed was no longer as fast as before, and his strength was not as strong as before.

The shoulder was pierced by a spear, the thigh was slashed, and the wrist of his left hand was run over by a war hammer, and he was already unconscious......

It was as if it had been soaked in blood.

As the injuries worsened and blood was lost, when only four of the original twelve gladiators were still alive, the monkey stood in the middle of the ring, slowly, tremblingly and exhaling, his bloodshot eyes as big as copper bells.

That appearance is already the end of the crossbow. However, no one dared to step forward anymore.

"Go on!" cried the camel spirit.

The remaining four gladiators shook their heads vigorously.

The audience was already booing, but no one dared to step forward.

A demon soldier whispered in the camel spirit's ear: "The amount of bets is already the largest in history." ”

"Good, good!" the camel spirit gasped and laughed, "It can't just end like this, it has to go on!"

"That'...... So what to do?"

"What to do, have the other gladiators arrived?"

"To ...... It's here!"

The wooden door was open, and out came a new one, a full twenty-four well-armed gladiators.

However, seeing this scene in front of him, the corpses of the entire eight gladiators were lined up in front of him, and even more so, some of the gladiators had defeated him before, who would be the first bird?

The newcomers shook their heads violently.

The boos from the auditorium intensified.

"What should I do?" asked the camel spirit.

After a moment of silence, the camel spirit turned to the monkey in the cage and shouted, "Two! two at a time!"

Can he refuse?

Maybe.

Looking at the twenty-four new gladiators, the monkey exhaled slowly, as if desperately trying to suppress his injuries. He glanced back at the white frost and others who were standing behind him. After a long time, he let go of the giant axe he had snatched from the yellow spot, and said softly in a deep voice, "I...... Can I ask for a weapon?"

"What weapon do you want?" asked the camel spirit quickly.

"I want my stick. The monkey slowly closed its eyes.

"Give it to him, give it to him, give it to him!" the demon soldiers in the audience roared unscrupulously again.

"His stick?" the camel spirit looked around, puzzled.

"The stick he brought with him when he left Wanshou Mountain?" asked the bat spirit looking back.

"Give it to him!" replied the crocodile spirit, unthinking.

Soon, the stick left by Subodhi was held in front of the monkey by a demon soldier.

Taking the stick, the monkey danced twice vigorously and held it tightly in his hand.

There was a deafening roar in my ears, and the picture of the day of Subodhi's departure seemed to appear in front of my eyes again.

......

"Don't you want a stick? The road ahead is up to you......"

......

"Master, the disciple will definitely live...... As long as I'm strong enough, as long as I can kill them all, ...... No one can die without dying!"

The hand holding the stick trembled slightly, as if it was trying all its strength, holding everything, holding everything. Laughed slowly, and the crocodile spirit was stunned for a while.

Two new gladiators are on the list, this time, rhinoceros and boar spirits.

Roars, roars, the clatter of weapons, blood splattered the slabs.

After the monkey was stabbed in the back and leg, the two bodies were pushed down the steps.

The camel spirit, which was already on the verge of madness, roared, "Next group!

The cheers in the audience continued, but behind the camel spirit, there was no movement at all.

Looking back, he saw that every gladiator was shaking their heads in horror at him.

"You shit, don't you dare to fight two or one?"

"If two against one is not good, then four against one. "It's the crocodile spirit that speaks. At some point, he had walked from the audience to the camel spirit.

"Four-on-one!Kill him and double the reward!" the camel spirit held out two fingers to the gladiators.

Still no one moved.

"Five-fold! Five-fold reward!"

This time, someone finally moved.

Four new gladiators took to the ring from all sides, surrounding the monkeys in the center.

With his head down, the monkey looked hazyly at the crocodile spirit in the audience, and saw him whispering to himself with his lips: "You will definitely die here today." I promise. ”

With that, a smile slowly bloomed on the scaly face.

The monkey watched silently, holding the stick in his hand and taking a stance.

The crocodile spirit smiled and watched.

The bullhead's eyes widened.

The hoarfrost covered her lips.

The battle began again, and the entire gladiatorial arena went crazy.

All the youkai were watching, watching this crazy monkey, watching him roar wildly, waving the stick in his hand, and fighting.

The sword slashed at his back, blood spurting out.

The hammer struck his hand with the sound of bones shattering.

In the mouth, in the eyes, in the ears, in almost every corner, there was blood.

The consciousness gradually became a little trance.

However, as if numb, he swung his stick outward one stick after another. Smash with a stick, tear with your hands, bite with your teeth.

The flesh and blood, the will, are forged of steel.

By the time the four bodies were pushed down the steps, he had exhausted almost all of his strength, but he was still standing crookedly and trembling with his stick.

Strangely, there was not a drop of blood on the stick, or rather, the stick had sucked up all the blood that had been touched.

Every youkai went crazy, and they roared desperately for the most spectacular gladiatorial fight they had ever seen.

The cheers of the gladiatorial arena could be heard throughout the Lion Camel Country.

The hoarfrost, the bull's head, the big red, the fat intestine, and the black tail, one by one, held the railing and watched from afar.

The crocodile spirit gritted his teeth and said, "Eight on it!"

"Eight...... Isn't that a bit much?" asked the camel spirit hesitantly.

"I'll say eight!"

"But, if four more and maybe he'll be able to play two more? ”

"How much you earn, I'll give it to you. ”

"A lot, you can't afford it. Hahahaha. The camel spirit smiled and waved his hand with disdain.

The anxious crocodile spirit pushed away the camel spirit, and was about to say something when suddenly, a voice came.

"The Lion Camel King has arrived!"

The originally hot gladiatorial arena instantly fell silent.

Trembling slightly, the monkey turned his face sideways, and saw that at the top of the auditorium, a golden figure appeared, slowly walking along the curved aisle with a large group of attendants.

Even the demon soldiers in the audience all stood up, and all of them were quietly watching the comer.

Until directly in front of the monkey, on the throne that stood tall in the middle of the audience, he slowly sat down.

The burly figure, the golden hair, the golden armor, and the eyes peculiar to the predator, it was a momentum that was not angry and self-threatening.

"Greetings to my king——!"

All the youkai present knelt down.

The monkey also trembled slightly, leaning on the stick and kneeling on one knee.

Looking at the monkey, the Lion Camel King smiled faintly and said, "You don't wear armor, are you minced meat?"