Chapter 531: Colosseum

"Kill him! Kill him!"
"Bite him! Bit!"
In the Colosseum, countless voices shouted in exhaustion, vocals and beast roar mixed into a murmur.
On the battlefield stood a tower-like brown bear, with his hands thumping in the chest, roaring, and punching the wolf beast lying on the ground with a punch.
"Boom!" The blood mixed with brain plasma splashed a white and red blood flower on the ground.
Such bloodstains are everywhere on the ground, printed with the orc footprints.
Some were alive, and some became a corpse in Yancheng's pit.
The brown bear straightened up and gave a roar of victory: "Roar!"
"Two wins in a row, he will be promoted if he wins again."
Yancheng has a strict grade, and the orcs are divided into three and six to nine grades. They do not look at the patterns of the beasts, and score the number of victory games.
With three games in a row, you can go up one level, get more water, live a better house, and play better females.
Without roots, beast seals are bound, and males are a group of brutal creatures that are more wild than beasts.
The voice of the herd became more and more intense, and the roof was about to overturn.
"Who, who has to challenge!" The bear beast turned into a humanoid, arrogantly invited to fight.
The onlookers were squeezed away and a white tiger jumped onto the Colosseum.
"Roar!"
The expression of the bear beast changed, and the scars on the tiger's face were clearly seen.
"You are a four-stripe beast. I can invite a companion by jumping over the challenge." Bear Beast said.
Vinson glanced at the onlooker, his mouth screamed.
Everyone knows that someone is eager to try.
The four-stripe beast is already at the same level of strength as the city owner, and generally no one dares to provoke it. This white tiger has never participated in a duel. No one knows his true strength, so he wants to see it.
In the leapfrog competition, the weaker can not only compete by ten times the number, but also win the leapfrog promotion, even if the risk is high, there are many orcs who want to try.
Those here are desperate.
Soon dozens of orcs jumped up, and the bear beast picked up the strongest nine-headed orcs, all of which are the best among the three-stripe beasts.
The scorpion beetle serving as the referee knocked on the back shell, and the battle was triggered.
Ten beasts with three stripes rushed towards the tiger beast in the middle.
"Roar!"
Vincent had no fear, with an unstoppable momentum, rushed towards the mountain-like brown bear directly opposite.
"Boom!" The huge brown bear crashed to the ground, and the white tiger smashed its head with a paw, just like a broken head under the palm of the brown bear, a circle of blood spattered on the ground.
It's just that the scope is larger, and the blood stains that have been pulled are all with a strong momentum.
After Vincent spiked an orc, he jumped away and confronted the orcs with different races.
The nine beasts paused and rushed up together.
The Colosseum fights together, not seeing the enemy. The sound of the surrounding area reached unprecedented heat.
The battle is in tension, and there is no catenary over.
End with ten beasts. With five deaths and five injuries, the defeated orcs knew their lives were not guaranteed, but instead of struggling and unwilling in their faces, they had a relief look.
The moment they were abandoned, they were already dead.
Immediately, a scorpion came and dragged the losers, including those who were alive, and dragged away like dead objects.
Vincent flicked his blood-stained head and glared at the blood-filled eyes and swept at the beasts.
Silent for a moment.
Vincent couldn't bear it, and turned into a humanoid saying: "Is there no challenger?"
For a long time without a reply, Vinson looked at the scorpion guarding the Colosseum, "Can I go directly to the top?"