"Kill him! Kill him!"

"Bit 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, thumping his hands in his chest, roaring, and punching the wolf beast's head lying on the ground.

"Boom!" The blood mixed with brain plasma splashed a white and red blood flower on the ground.

Everywhere on the ground is such blood stains, printed with the orc footprints.

Some are alive, and some have become a corpse in Yancheng's pit.

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

"Having won two games in a row, he will be promoted by winning one more game."

Yancheng has a strict level, and the orcs are divided into three to six to nine grades. They do not look at the animal patterns, and score the number of victories.

After winning three games in a row, you can rise 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 beasts 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 in the leapfrog 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 master, and no one dares to provoke it under normal circumstances.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-bearer winners picked out the strongest nine-headed orcs, all of which are the best of the three pattern beasts.

The scorpion, who acts as a referee, knocks on the back shell and the battle is 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.

"Bang!" 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 bigger, and the blood stains that are pulled open 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.After 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.

Scorpions immediately 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?"