“It’s true that this is true.\\..

\\" Felix chuckled: "The trained ogre jing soldiers, iron stomachs or cannibals all have the powerful force to fight against hundreds of people. This time, we invited the cannibals who were invited at a high price, and they were among the best. Many people thought this was a one-sided battle... So, many guys bet on the cannibals."

"So, if you get an unpopular person, you can make a lot of money, right?" Vared shook his head: "What should I do if I see it?"

"I can't see it." Felix said: "Because the three high-level jing spirits who appeared this time are not ordinary people. Just let them play a 'jing lottery' game first, and then the cannibal lose to the opponent with a 'miss'. There will be no problem."

"So that's it... the players on both sides have been bribed." Vared nodded and then stopped talking. He just looked at the arena below and listened to the host below shouting:

"We all know the courage and strength of the ogre warriors. And we know even more that among the ogre mercenaries who are wandering outside, no one is stronger than Gergefage's cannibal mercenary group. We also know that the most powerful one of the cannibal mercenaries is their mercenary group, Zhang Gergefage!"

As the host's voice sang, the audience around them cheered loudly and shouted loudly, shouting wildly as the crazy butcher, fat man and the infamous mercenary name. The dungeon gate on one side of the arena opened. Then, a big guy three meters tall, with a big belly that could almost fit a cow's belly, thick limbs and ugly face walked out of the field.

From the outside, he looked like an extremely tall and extremely obese human. However, in fact, the ogre system was very different from that of humans. Their chest cavity was almost hollow and there were no internal organs inside. Their internal organs were almost all concentrated in their belly, which was protected by strong muscles and thick fat. This naturally included their terrifying stomach that was enough to crush wood and metal.

Gergefag's outfit is no different from ordinary ogres. He wore a huge leather robe that looked a bit ragged - it seemed to be some kind of super-large beast in the Sad Mountains. His pants were also simple and rough leather texture. He wore a helmet decorated with iron pointed corners like deer antlers.

On the most important abdomen, there is a huge round steel shield that ogres call it the stomach shield to protect. This large shield looks as thick as one to two centimeters. This large shield is tied to Gergefag's body with a strong belt.

Apart from his abdomen, he had no armor on his body. His body was exposed, with a large number of amazing scars exposed. The scars were crisscrossed everywhere in every part of his body except his belly. They looked extremely amazing. I don’t know how many battles he fought to get so many injuries.

He waved a machete in his hand with a large red serrated serrated machete inlaid. In the other hand, he held a huge wooden stick. The wooden stick looked like a big tree stump. He looked so scared that it was hundreds of pounds. However, when he waved it, it seemed that it was effortless. God knew how strong this guy's arm was.

"Wooahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

At the same time, the host's voice became even more excited, and he said even more ignorantly:

"Mr. Gergefage, the man-cannibal leader, is the most powerful mercenary regiment commander in the world, and is also one of the few strong men in this world! He robbed the Kingdom of Usuan, defeated the Hell Pit in the capital of Purgatory Rat, and was even awarded a medal by the emperor of the Sigma Empire! There are tens of thousands of enemies who died at his hands! Whether it is the imperial soldiers, green skins, chaos, dwarfs and Purgatory Rats, they are all not his opponents!"

Compared with the excellent Gergefage, his opponent looks a little worse. The shiny plate-arm armor, scale arm armor and scale robe. The robe sleeves, helmets, swords and cloaks decorated with too many crystals and gems will make people feel "flavorful". It's like the appearance of these spirits. No one really believes that these young men like oil cakes can have any combat power.

Similarly, the host introduced them very reluctantly. He did not feel as excited and invigorate as he introduced Gergefag. He simply introduced them, saying that they were advanced spirit warriors from Usuan. The Hoss Sword Saint who had studied in Hosta.

He said that, but the audience still didn't buy it. The men complained about the flashyness of these guys, while the women sighed that such handsome guys would soon be tortured and killed by ogres. In short, no one is optimistic about these three guys.

"What's going on? Is there any excitement to watch?" Just as Vared wanted to say something, he heard the familiar footsteps. He turned his head and saw his sister Isabella coming over.

"Is the fighting competition? Why don't you call me such an interesting thing?" She said this and stood beside Valed and took out a bag of melon seeds from the sub-space.

"Where is Katie and Elsa?" Vared didn't ask how Isabella found this place. She just asked this.

"The witch hunter is a human no matter what. He will naturally be restricted from moving in such a place. Now he will probably go back to his room to sleep. Elsa said she was worried that she would be alone. So she followed her. I don't know if it was lazy or the real thing."

After hearing what Isabella said, Vared nodded. Then he watched the game with peace of mind. After the opening, the Jing Spirit Sword Saints took the lead in attacking. The movements were extremely fast, just like a layer of plate armor and the composite armor of scale armor on their bodies as light as nothing. The three of them rushed towards Gergefage from three directions. They nimblely avoided Gergefage's attack. They also added a lot of new wounds to the ogre.

The ogre roared angrily, waved the machete and the big wooden stick, trying to chop and smash which jing spirit. However, those jing spirits came and went, and did not give the ogre any chance at all. For a moment, the situation on the battlefield seemed very beneficial to the higher jing spirits.

This situation was beyond the expectations of most viewers. However, the bastards who came here to watch the game basically had fun. Seeing the lottery, they didn't complain. They all cheered loudly. Only a few guys who had invested a lot of money on Gergefage were anxious and cursing the ogre was just a useless one. The god-horse cannibalist Geergefage, who was so sarcastic, was actually a big fool.

Perhaps this kind of swearing provocation was effective, or it was too much beaten and panicked. The ogre had red eyes and stared at a high-level spirit, ignored the attacks of the other two spirits, and carried them with his physical fitness. At the same time, it rushed towards the high-level spirit like a chariot. Its body weighing nearly a ton was moving and shaking, and it was even more amazing to run. The high-level spirit did not dare to take it forward, and hurriedly dodged backwards.

However, the ogre continued to rush forward without caring at all - and stretched out his arms and waved the big wooden stick and the machete like a windmill. He doubled the attack range in one go - the high-level Jing Ling Sword Saint was not prepared for a moment. He was immediately hit by a wooden stick. Only a muffled "click" sound was heard, and the ogre's attack of thousands of pounds directly knocked him away - the muffled sound was the sound of his helmet deforming and skull shattering.

When the jing spirit got out seven or eight meters away, people looked at it again and saw that his whole face was rotten. His facial features were so twisted that it was impossible to see it. All kinds of bones were covered with red and white. But they could not die anymore.

This blow ignited the emotions of the audience around the arena. Crazy roars, crazy insults and crazy laughter were endless. These noble and wealthy businessmen, gentlemen and ladies, were no different from the inferior people they despised and barbarians.

"It's really... he's not Gergefag."

At the same time, Isabella saw something wrong: "At best, she is just a relatively powerful ogre mercenary. I can kill him with one move."

"It's true." Phoenix said: "We can't invite the real leader of the cannibal mercenary. That guy is just a fake guy. But it doesn't matter. No one among the audience here can tell whether they are true or false. In addition, there are no one thousand ogres who pretend to be Gergefag in the old world. Even he himself can't stop it. So even if it is exposed, it's no big deal."

"Maybe there are many of these people who know that he is not Gergefag at all. It's just that everyone is tacitly aware of it." Vared then added.

While speaking, there was a new change on the battlefield. After killing an advanced jing spirit, the fake ogre warrior laughed and rushed towards another jing spirit warrior. After witnessing the tragic death of his companion, the high jing spirit also had the will to die. He roared angrily, and instead of retreating, he rushed to his big belly while the ogre hit him, and suddenly stabbed the sword in his hand straight toward his big belly.

The ogre did not expect the other party to fight him with such a tactic of death. Therefore, while cutting off the jing spirit's neck with a machete, his stomach was also hit hard - although it was blocked by the stomach shield and did not hurt the flesh. However, the vibration and force transmitted through the stomach shield also made his stomach feel as painful as the sea...
Chapter completed!