This name has a great influence on her. In Xiahou Wanxuan's mind, Xiahou Qingyi is an extremely tall and sacred existence.

Now seeing the real person, her inner excitement almost overflowed from her chest, her eyes wide open with envy inside.

Xiahou Qingyi and others walked to the already scheduled position under the gaze of everyone, without squinting.

There were still people behind them. Every wave of forces came in, and everyone could talk for a long time. Until the end, the spacious audience could not sit down and even the aisle was crowded, the arena in the Colosseum kicked off.

Seeing the lights from all directions light up, Su Moliang actually had the illusion of being in a circus.

But it's not much different. The circus is a beast taming, and here is a beast fighting. Anyway, it's all related to beasts.

At this time, a beautiful woman in charming clothes walked onto the huge ring, saluted to the audience, announced the beginning of the performance, and quickly retreated from the steps.

Soon, in the anticipation of everyone's eyes, dozens of burly men pushed a giant iron cage three meters high and eight meters wide.

A huge crocodile was locked in the iron cage.

It was estimated that the whole body was seven meters long, with a dark green hard shell, uneven and wrinkled, as if it was wearing a hard warrior armor. The huge mouth opened and closed, revealing its sharp teeth. Every time it was opened, it seemed to carry great power. Needless to think about it, once prey fell into its mouth, it would probably not even be left with bones.

Seeing the spirit beast in the cage, everyone present was shocked and gasped in shock. After a moment of stunned silence, everyone burst into an excited amazement.

"My God is actually an eighth-level holy spirit beast, an iron-armored green crocodile!"

"I really didn't expect that the Colosseum could actually push such a cruel guy. If you compete with it, you can't be called a competition. It's obviously just to die."

Although the iron-armored green crocodile is not even a king beast, it is extremely cruel.

Although the Colosseum is a place for spiritual beasts to fight, most of them are mainly through competition and cannot kill. The purpose is to enable the disciples' spiritual beasts to train more and improve their combat effectiveness. If it is at the cost of death, I think not many disciples are willing to take this risk.

At present, the Colosseum actually pushed an iron-armored green crocodile. You must know that there are only two outcomes when fighting against such a brutal spirit beast. Either kill the iron-armored green crocodile or die by itself!

Either you die or I die duel, it shows that it is dangerous. I really don’t know who has the courage to send his spirit beast out to die.

Seeing this scene, the audience on the field discussed fiercely, guessing who the opponent of the armored green crocodile was.

If you want to defeat this vicious beast, you must at least reach the level of the ninth-level holy spirit beast to have some chance of winning.

However, just as everyone was making noise, two big men bet a woman covered in wounds and ragged clothes onto the ring.

The woman's disheveled hair made people unable to see her appearance. However, her body was tortured and her clothes were beaten to pieces. Her arms, belly, and even her thighs were all exposed. Although her blood was stained, her delicate skin still made the men present excited. She screamed excitedly and whistled. Her obscene expressions and explicit teasing filled the entire Colosseum. Xiahou Wanxuan was blushed and embarrassed.

"How can I push a woman with no clothes on this Colosseum? Look, it's so disgusting to make these men excited." Xiahou Wanxuan, a big yellow girl, naturally couldn't stand this kind of obscene teasing and muttered in disgust.

Su Moliang stared at the woman on the stage with a blank expression and replied coldly, "Didn't you listen to them? There was a human being performed today, and it was naturally human and spiritual beast."

When Xiahou Wanxuan heard this, she suddenly widened her eyes, looked shocked, and pointed at the woman on the stage in disbelief, and asked in a trembling voice, "Are you saying that she asked her to fight the eighth-level holy spirit beast?"

Su Moliang didn't say anything, and the beautiful host who was in charge of the beast fighting competition had already introduced first, "Dear viewers, the female slave you see now has her spiritual power has been abolished, so today she will fight against the iron armored green crocodile with bare hands!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the audience was in an uproar.

Everyone was shocked and stared at the thin and embarrassed woman on the stage in disbelief, her heart was very shocked.

They only heard that there was a performance today, so they all thought that no matter what, they would be a man with relatively strong strength and strong body. They never thought that the person who fought against the spirit beast would be a female slave full of wounds!

It would be fine if she was a female slave, but her spiritual power was also sterilized. I am afraid that before she could beat her, she would be torn to pieces by the iron-armored green crocodile.

It was the first time they saw such a duel, which was incredible!

When Xiahou Wanxuan learned of such a cruel fact, she couldn't accept it and shook her head. Her eyebrows were condensed, her face looked ugly, and she shouted in anger, "My God, this woman was beaten to pieces by being beaten to pieces. It's already miserable and pitiful. They actually wanted her to fight against the cruel eighth-level holy spirit beast. It's so cruel!"

Compared to Xiahou Wanxuan's excitement, Su Moliang was indifferent and spoke coldly, "This is a world where the strong prey on the weak, you have to learn to adapt. If you don't have the Xiahou family behind you, you will be as miserable as her, or even worse!"

When he suddenly heard this, Xiahou Wanxuan and Xiahou Zi'an's hearts suddenly trembled, and he couldn't help but look at Su Moliang.

Xiahou Wanxuan never thought what would happen if she had no protection from the Xiahou family. Now that Su Moliang was lifted up like this, her heart was shaken, her expression was frozen, and a coldness suddenly surged on her back.

"If you are weak and have no background power, you will be trampled on. At that time, you may be yourself standing on the stage! Listen to the sounds around them, although they were shocked, they were extremely excited. How many people really pitiful to the female slaves on the stage?" Su Moliang saw that Xiahou Wanxuan was so shocked that she couldn't speak, so he couldn't help but look at her side. He met her surprised gaze and asked in a low voice. Although the voice was not loud, it was worth a thousand gold when it fell on Wanxuan's heart.

At this moment, Xiahou Wanxuan could not imagine what would happen if the female slave on the stage was herself, facing the teasing around her and the excitement of gloating.

By then, a few more people will really pity her and even help her!

The answer is no, weak strength is destined to be trampled on.

Thinking of this, Xiahou Wanxuan couldn't help but hold her fingers tightly, raised her eyes and looked at the female slave on the ring, feeling extremely solemn.
Chapter completed!