"Kill him! Kill him! "

"Bite him! Bite! "

In the Colosseum, countless voices were shouting at the top of their voices, and the voices of people and animals mixed into a noise.

In the arena stood a brown bear with the shape of an iron tower. His hands beat and roared in his chest. His fist smashed the head of the wolf beast lying on the ground.

"Bang!" With a sound, the blood mixed with brain blood splashed a white and red blood flower on the ground.

The ground is full of such bloodstains, with the footprints of orcs.

Some live, some become a remnant of Yancheng corpse pit.

The brown bear straightened up and gave a roar of victory: "roar!"

"Two wins in a row, one more and he'll be promoted."

The level of Yancheng is strict. The orcs are divided into three or six to nine grades. They don't look at the animal patterns, but take the number of victories as their achievements.

Win three games in a row, you will be able to rise one level, get more water, live in better houses, and play better females.

Without roots and animal seals, the male is a group of crueler creatures than the beast.

The sound of the herd grew louder, and the roof was about to overturn.

"Who, who else to challenge!" The bear turns into a human, and invites the war arrogantly.

The paddock was crowded out, and a white tiger jumped onto the arena.

"Roar!"

Bear animal's expression changed. Look at the scar on the tiger's face. Back up.

"You're a beast with four stripes. I can invite you to be a companion in the challenge." Said the bear.

Vincent glanced at the audience and opened his mouth to make a roar.

People will, some people are eager to try.

The beast with four stripes has the same level of strength as the city Lord. Generally, no one dares to provoke. This white tiger has never participated in a duel, no one knows his real strength, so he wants to see it.

In the cross-border competition, the weak can not only fight with ten times the number, but also win the competition. Even if the risk is high, there are many orcs who want to try.

All of them here are outlaws.

Soon, dozens of orcs jumped up. The winners of the bear and above field selected the strongest nine orcs, all of them are the best of the three stripes.

As soon as the scorpion that serves as the referee knocks the back shell, the battle is on fire.

Ten animals with three stripes are surrounded and jump at the tiger in the middle.

"Roar!"

Vincent, fearless and unstoppable, rushed to the mountain like brown bear directly opposite.

"Bang!" The giant brown bear fell to the ground with a bang, and the white tiger smashed its head with one claw. Like the broken head under the palm of the brown bear, it splashed a circle of blood on the ground.

It's just that the scope is larger, and the blood traces are all sharp.

After killing one orc, Vincent immediately jumped away and confronted the other nine orcs of different races.

Nine beast dundun, rush up together.

I can't see the enemy or me clearly. The sound of the surrounding area reached an unprecedented heat.

The war was in tension, and the end was unbroken.

It ended in the destruction of ten animals. Five dead and five wounded, the defeated Orc knows that his life is not guaranteed, but his face is not struggling and unwilling, instead, he looks relieved.

At the moment they were abandoned, they were dead.

Immediately a scorpion comes and drags away the losers, including those who are alive, as if they were dead.

Vincent shook his bloody head and stared at the animals with blood filled eyes.

A moment of silence.

Vincent couldn't bear it. He turned into a human form and said, "is there no Challenger?"

After a long time of no reply, Vincent looked at the scorpion guarding the Colosseum again. "Can I directly enter the top level?"