This name has too much influence on her, and in Xiahou Wanxuan's mind, Xiahou Qingyi is an incomparably tall and incomparably divine existence.

Now seeing the real person, the excitement in her heart almost overflowed from her chest, and her two eyes were round, full of envy.

And Xiahou Qingyi and the others walked to the predetermined position and sat down without squinting under the gaze of everyone.

There were people one after another, and every wave of forces came in, everyone could talk for a long time, until finally the spacious auditorium could not sit down, and even the aisles were crowded, and the ring of the Colosseum began.

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

But it's not much worse, the circus is a beast tamer, and this is a fighting animal, anyway, it's all about beasts.

At this time, a beautiful woman dressed in a charming dress stepped into the ring, saluted the audience, announced the start of the performance, and quickly retreated down the steps.

Soon, in the expectant eyes of everyone, dozens of big men pushed a giant iron cage that was three meters high and eight meters wide.

In the iron cage was a huge crocodile.

The entire body is seven meters long, and the body has a dark green hard shell, which is uneven and wrinkled, as if it is wearing a hard warrior's armor. That huge mouth, opening and closing, revealing sharp teeth, each time it opens, it seems to carry great strength, you don't have to think about it to know, once a prey falls into its mouth, it is estimated that there is not even bone residue left.

Seeing the spirit beast in the cage, everyone present was shocked, gasped in shock, and after being stunned for a moment, everyone instantly burst into excited exclamations.

"My God, it's actually an eighth-order holy spirit beast, an iron-armored green crocodile!"

"I really can't imagine that the Colosseum can launch such a murderous guy, compare with it, where can it be called a competition, it is clearly to do it to death. ”

The iron-armored green crocodile, although it is not even a monarch beast, is terrifyingly ferocious.

Although the Colosseum is a place for spirit beasts to fight, most of them are mainly based on competition, and they can't be killed, the purpose is to let the disciples' spirit beasts exercise more and improve their combat effectiveness.

And right now, the Colosseum actually pushed an iron-armored green crocodile, you must know that when you fight against this kind of brutal spirit beast, there are only two in the end, either kill the iron-armored green crocodile or die yourself!

Either you die, or I die, the duel can be seen to be dangerous, I really don't know, who would have the guts to dare to send their spirit beasts to death.

Seeing this scene, the audience on the field all had a heated discussion, guessing who the opponent of the ironclad green crocodile was.

If you want to defeat this ferocious beast, you must at least reach the level of a ninth-order holy spirit beast to have a few chances of winning.

However, just as everyone was in an uproar, I saw two big men escorting a woman covered in injuries and ragged clothes into the ring.

This woman's hair is scattered, so that people can't see her face clearly, but because of the torture on her body, her clothes are beaten to shreds, and her arms, stomach, and even thighs are all exposed, although there is blood, but the delicate skin still makes the men present enthusiastic, excitedly shouting and whistling, the obscene expression and explicit laughter fill the entire Colosseum, and Xiahou Wanxuan is red-faced and embarrassed.

"How can this Colosseum push a woman who is not clothed? Look at the excitement of these men, it is disgusting. Xiahou Wanxuan, a big girl with yellow flowers, naturally couldn't stand this kind of obscene teasing, and muttered in disgust.

Su Moliang looked at the woman on the stage with an expressionless face, and replied coldly, "Didn't you listen to them, there is a human performance today, and the performance is naturally human beings and spirit animals." ”

When Xiahou Wanxuan heard this, her eyes widened suddenly, her face was full of horror, she pointed at the woman on the stage in disbelief, and asked in a trembling voice, "You-you mean-she-let her fight the eighth-order Holy Spirit Beast?"

Su Moliang didn't speak, and the beautiful host in charge of the beast fighting competition had already taken the lead in introducing, "Ladies and gentlemen, the female slave you see now, her spiritual power has been abolished, so today she wants to fight against the ironclad green crocodile with her bare hands!"

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar.

Everyone was full of horror, staring at the thin and embarrassed woman on the stage in disbelief, and their hearts were very shaken.

They only heard that there was a performance today, so they all thought that no matter what, he would be a relatively strong and physically strong man, but they never thought that the one who fought against the spirit beast would be a female slave girl with bruises all over her body!

It doesn't matter if it's a female slave, she has also been deprived of her spiritual power, I'm afraid that if she hasn't been beaten yet, she will be directly torn to pieces by the ironclad green crocodile.

It was the first time they had seen such a duel, it was incredible!

When Xiahou Wanxuan learned of such a cruel fact, she couldn't accept it and shook her head, her eyebrows condensed, her face was ugly, and she said loudly with indignation, "My God, this woman was deprived of her spiritual power and was beaten all over with injuries, it was already miserable enough, pitiful enough, they actually wanted her to fight against the murderous eighth-order holy spirit beast, it was really cruel!"

Compared with Xiahou Wanxuan's excitement, Su Moliang was indifferent and said indifferently, "This is a world of the jungle, you have to learn to adapt." If you don't have the Xiahou family behind you, you will be just as miserable as her, or even worse!"

Suddenly hearing this kind of words, Xiahou Wanxuan and Xiahou Zi'an's hearts suddenly trembled, and they couldn't help but look sideways at Su Moliang.

Xiahou Wanxuan never thought about what she would do without the protection of the Xiahou family, but now that Su Moliang mentioned it like this, her heart shook, her expression froze, and a chill suddenly rose up her spine.

"If you're weak and don't have a background force, you'll be trampled on. At that time, it was probably you who was standing on the stage! Listen to the voices around you, although they were shocked, they were extremely excited, how many people really pity the slave girl on the stage?" Su Moliang saw that Xiahou Wanxuan was so shocked by herself that she couldn't speak, she couldn't help but look sideways slightly, met her surprised gaze, and asked in a low voice, although the voice was not loud, but it was enough to fall on Wanxuan's heart.

At this moment, Xiahou Wanxuan couldn't imagine what it would be like if the slave girl on the stage was herself, facing the excitement of schadenfreude in the face of the teasing around her.

At that time, a few more people will really pity her and even help her!

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

Thinking of this, Xiahou Wanxuan couldn't help but clench her fingers, raised her eyes to look at the slave girl in the ring, and her heart was unusually solemn.

However, in the middle of their conversation, the big man had already opened the door of the iron cage-