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The hall was full of voices discussing the werewolf boy. Two quarters of an hour passed by, and the discussion increased instead of decreasing.

The werewolf boy's arena match was the highlight of today's Colosseum, and there was a special person in charge to introduce it before the start.

He saw a Nascent Soul Stage monk standing on the stage and scanning the crowd before speaking.

"I, Yingfeng, am the referee of this arena. Next, I will introduce to you the special features of this arena."

Yingfeng talked a lot on the stage, but Yunduo only grasped a few key points.

For example, the werewolf boy's competition is not an ordinary competition, but a life and death competition.

Either the boy dies or his opponent dies in the ring.

And the werewolf boy must guard the ring as long as he is alive.

At the end of each game, Yingfeng would go on stage and ask if anyone was willing to bid him away with a spiritual stone. The one with the highest price would get it.

Of course, it's not that the person can be auctioned away at the first bid. The werewolf boy has to defend for at least three rounds. After three rounds, the person who bids the highest spirit stone can take the person away.

If no one bids, the werewolf boy will keep defending until he encounters an opponent and kills him.

If a monk makes a bid but the werewolf boy is beaten to death by his opponent before the three rounds are over, the Colosseum will compensate the bidder double the price.

There are three endings for the werewolf boy who defends the competition.

One is that it was auctioned off at a high price.

The second is that no one bids and is killed by the opponent in the ring.

Third, if the defense fails, the Colosseum will compensate.

This kind of bloody fighting competition is held in the Colosseum every once in a while. The more bloody it is, the more monks come to watch it.

If the werewolf boy's reputation was normal, the Colosseum would not allow him to enter the arena of life and death. After all, you can only get a few spiritual stones for people to watch, and the value of selling them will be higher.

Who made the werewolf boy disobedient? In order to capture him, the slave market suffered heavy losses. However, he was also stubborn and injured many monks.

In this case, use him as a gimmick to attract the monks to watch, and squeeze out the last bit of his value.

After the introduction, Yingfeng jumped off the ring.

Then two cages were brought to the ring. The boy put the cages on the stage, took off the spiritual lock made of thousand-year black iron, turned around and ran away.

There were two loud sounds of "bang" and "bang", and the two cages exploded at the same time.

A half-demon appeared first in front of everyone.

The half-demon has a human-like monkey face and a half-meter-long tail behind it.

As the half-demon moves, its tail flicks.

Then the werewolf boy appeared. He was really handsome, with red lips and white teeth, and a handsome appearance. He didn't look like he was raised by a werewolf at all, but more like a young master from a noble family. He had a noble air about him.

Just when Yun Duo was immersed in the appearance of the werewolf boy, Bai Zhuo's voice came from the sea of ​​consciousness.

"He is not a boy, but a woman."

Yun Duo almost lost control and stood up from her seat. If she hadn't clung to the table leg, she might have made a fool of herself.

"What you say is true."

Yun Duo looked at the young man on the ring who had a wolfish look on his face and couldn't tell the difference between male and female. He really couldn't imagine that he was a woman.

"Of course, if I read it right, someone placed a restriction in her body. The other party wanted her life, but unexpectedly she survived by some strange combination of circumstances. Not only that, due to the deviation of the restriction, in addition to the ancient spirit beasts Even Mahayana monks can’t see her true form.”

Bai Zhuo was quite conservative. After all, she had been restrained from the body since she was a child and was thrown into a pack of wolves. The other party not only wanted her life, but also had other ideas. However, he did not understand the restraints in the werewolf body and could not guess.

Another prohibition.

The world of cultivating immortals is really chaotic. You can kill someone with one sword, but you still have to put a restraint in the body of the person to torture them.

Bai Zhuo sighed softly.

"You can only see the surface now. As your cultivation level improves and your knowledge broadens, you will discover more dark sides."

Bai Zhuo didn't want to say more and stopped talking.

The appearance of the werewolf caused a gasp, and many monks showed a look of obsession in their eyes, including female cultivators as well as male cultivators.

The werewolf and the half-demon stand together, a tension between extreme beauty and extreme ugliness.

The former is pleasing to the eye, but the latter is terrible to watch.

The cultivation levels of half-demon and werewolf cannot be distinguished based on the level of monks or the level of monsters.

No one knows how strong it is.

The half-demon looked at the werewolf with jealousy in his eyes. He was originally half-human and half-demon, and could speak human language since birth. When he grew up, the most common thing he heard was people laughing at him for being ugly.

Since he was a child, he has hated humans or half-animals who are prettier than him.

When he bumped into a werewolf today, he even felt that the Colosseum was intentional, just to use his ugliness to set off the werewolf's good looks.

Thinking about this, the half-demon became more and more angry, and the resentment that had been accumulated for many years erupted like a volcano at this moment.

The werewolf just stood in the ring without saying a word before being resented.

He was a little confused as to where the other party's hatred for him came from, and he saw that the half-demon had already rushed towards him.

As the half-demon moved, his nails grew rapidly. When he came to the werewolf, his nails were a foot long.

The half-demon swung his nails towards the werewolf's face, threatening to tear his face off.

The werewolf stepped lightly and relied on the power of the ground to quickly dodge the attack from the opposite side.

Then he moved down, raised his leg and swept across, kicking the opponent's knee.

The half-demon almost knelt on the ring due to the force. Fortunately, he quickly stabilized his upper body and used his abdomen to absorb the force, so that he didn't fall into a disadvantage as soon as he shot.

The werewolf boy quickly moved behind the half-demon, and grabbed the half-demon's shoulder with his long and slender fingers. There was a "click" sound of bones dislocating.

Then the half-demon howled like a dog barking.

The hateful face showed sharp teeth, and it flew towards the werewolf, attacking and biting violently.

The werewolf put his hands against the half-demon's jaws, and then used his palms to forcefully remove his jaw.

Before the half-demon could make any further resistance, he felt a cold feeling on his neck, and then a pain hit him.

Before he closed his eyes, he heard the sound of bones breaking again.

The werewolf actually broke his neck.

The game started and ended in less than a cup of tea. Before the Colosseum had time for the watching monks to place bets, the outcome was decided.

When Yingfeng came on stage, everyone could still see the look of regret on his face.

With the number of monks watching werewolf games now, this small bet caused heavy losses to the Colosseum. No wonder Yingfeng felt distressed.

"Fellow Taoists, the first round of the competition has ended. Is there any fellow Taoist who has made a bid? The starting price is fifty yuan for medium-grade spiritual stones!"

Yingfeng looked at the monks in the audience, and the expression on his face had returned to normal.

"I'll give you one hundred middle-grade spiritual stones."

As soon as Yingfeng said that, the male groomsmen raised the price.

"I'll give you one hundred and fifty yuan of middle-grade spiritual stones."

The female nun on the side was not willing to be outdone and pursued the victory.

"I'll give you three hundred pieces of middle-grade spiritual stones!"

A very wretched-looking male cultivator looked at the werewolf on the ring with a lewd smile, and doubled his words.

The audience was scrambling to increase the price, while Yingfeng’s smile on the stage became deeper and deeper.

The final price ranged from the starting price of fifty yuan for mid-grade spiritual stones to five hundred yuan for mid-grade spiritual stones.

The first round of bidding is suspended, and there are more monks who want to bid, waiting for the results of the second and third rounds.

Yingfeng is also very satisfied with the bidding at the end of the first round.

He walked off the stage with a smile on his face.

At the beginning of the second round of defense, the werewolf's opponent was a half-beast with a human head and a fox body.

This time the fighting beast manager was very smart. Before the game started, the half-beast fox just came on stage and let everyone choose to place their bets.

Betting is just betting, and no one thinks there is anything wrong with placing bets in advance.

Bet on the werewolf boy to win, the odds are 1:5

Bet on the half-animal fox to win, the odds are 1:10

It's not that the Colosseum thinks that the werewolf will definitely win, so his odds are low, because this is his home court, so his odds will naturally not be high.

Yun Duo took out ten middle-grade spiritual stones and bet the werewolf to win.

Chu Qing learned a lesson and gained wisdom. At this time, she did not dare to follow the trend. She did not place a bet in this game.

Yun Duo's eyes were all on the werewolf at this time, and he didn't care what Chu Qing did.

The half-animal fox is actually a very beautiful woman. Although only her face is a human face and her body is an animal body, she gives people a naturally charming, enchanting and agile feeling.

Her face attracts all attention and makes people subconsciously ignore her body.

Many male cultivators on the stage almost bulged their eyes when they saw the face of the half-animal fox.

Even Chu Qing couldn't help but curse.

"Vixen."

It can be seen how amazing the face of the half-animal fox is.

The half-animal fox gave the werewolf a wink, but the other party didn't even raise his eyelids.

Having always relied on its beauty to dominate the crowd of men, the half-animal fox didn't expect to kick the iron plate today.

The half-animal fox looked at the werewolf in anger and coquettishness.

"But the slave family is not beautiful enough, and fellow Taoist disciples don't even want to respond to greetings!"

When the male cultivator in the audience heard the charming voice of the half-animal fox, his body was already half softened. He wished he could replace the werewolf on the stage and have a close encounter with the beauty.

Yun Duo watched the half-beast fox continue to spread charms towards the werewolf, and secretly sighed in his heart. The half-beast fox was asking a blind man for directions, and he was looking for the wrong person.

The werewolf is a woman, how could she be deceived by charm.

The half-animal fox saw that she had taken the initiative to flatter the other party and still ignored her, so he couldn't help but wonder if his charm had failed.

But in the audience, the obsession in the eyes of the male cultivators did not seem to be fake, it could only mean that the werewolf in front of them was a different kind.

The charm technique didn't work on him, so the half-animal fox took the initiative.

She saw a string of bells appear in her palm, and she quickly moved towards the werewolf. The sound of the bells spread to every corner of the arena, and her silver fur moved quickly, leaving behind traces of movement.

The half-animal fox-man arrived before the bell. She was still several meters away from the werewolf, but the bell hung in the air and stood between the werewolf's eyes.

The werewolf's eyes were straight, as if he was in a deep sleep.

As the half-animal fox chanted softly, the werewolf actually opened his palms to reveal sharp claws.

Everyone on the stage watched the werewolf's movements and couldn't help but sweat for him.

He saw the werewolf raise his right hand, condensing spiritual power in his palm, and slowly moved towards his life gate.

The half-animal fox had a proud look on his face, and when he saw that the werewolf was about to spill blood on the ring, his mood suddenly changed.

Seeing that the sharp palm that was about to fall on the werewolf's face turned around and hit the half-animal fox in the abdomen.

A scream sounded, and the half-animal fox flew out.

There were five claw marks on her abdomen that were deep enough to show bone.

"How can it be!"

The half-animal fox looked at the very sober werewolf, as if she couldn't believe that her illusion had failed.

"It's a small trick, but it also wants to charm people's hearts."

It was difficult for the werewolf to say more.

The eyes of the half-beast fox were red, and the foundation of her life that she was so proud of was just a small trick in the eyes of the other party.

This is a naked insult.

Regardless of the injuries on his body, the half-animal fox swooped towards the werewolf and bit him.

The werewolf dodged the flying attack very quickly, and grabbed the half-animal fox's hind leg with one hand. Unexpectedly, she exhaled a layer of white smoke from her mouth, and all of it was inhaled by him.

The werewolf felt dizzy, but even so tightly, he still didn't let go of the half-animal fox's hind legs.

Just as he was panicking, the half-animal fox curled up and bit the werewolf on the wrist.

Then two sharp claws left several scratches on his body.

The werewolf never let out a cry of pain. He relied on his instinctive reaction to hit the ground with the half-animal fox's hind legs.

The half-beast fox curled up to avoid hitting the ground.

The werewolf closed his eyes tightly and relied entirely on hearing and smell to determine the half-animal fox's location.

As she curled up, the werewolf quickly grabbed her other leg.

One after another, he stretched her body open and kicked her in the abdomen.

The half-beast fox landed on the ground and rolled around a few times. Before it could stand up, it was kicked away again.

The half-animal fox's beautiful face soon became bruised and swollen.

The werewolf felt like a fire was about to burst out of his body. He must have been poisoned by the charming fox.

The only way to cure the fox poison is to kill the half-beast fox and take the demon pill in her body.

Otherwise, the werewolf would only be burned by the heat wave and explode to death.

The werewolf quickly came to the half-beast fox, stepped on her back, condensed spiritual power in his palm and hit her abdomen, and then his palm turned into a blade and inserted into her abdomen.

A hole was exposed in the half-beast fox's belly, and a red demon pill ran out of her body.

The werewolf raised his hand and grabbed the demon pill into his palm, then swallowed it into his belly.

The heat wave as the demon elixir entered the body gradually disappeared, and the werewolf regained consciousness.

Look at the half-beast fox lying on the ring, his body covered in bright red, his body twitching. Although he did not die, he has become a useless fox.

In this move, the werewolf boy won, and a boy came on stage to lift the half-animal fox off the ring.

The werewolf boy won two games, and the atmosphere in the audience became more and more intense.

There were several times more people wanting to take pictures of him than before.

Many of them are greedy for his appearance, and some are interested in his strength.

Yingfeng appeared on stage again with a smile on his face.

There is no need for him to open his mouth and there will be a monk's way immediately.

"I'm offering you a thousand middle-grade spiritual stones. I want this werewolf."

It was originally 500 pieces of medium-grade spiritual stones, but the monk doubled it as soon as he opened his mouth.

"I'll give you fifteen hundred pieces of middle-grade spiritual stones."

In the second round, everyone increased their bids to start at five hundred. Compared to the first round of careful testing, the second round finally had an auction atmosphere.

"I have two thousand middle-grade spiritual stones!"

"I have three thousand middle-grade spiritual stones!"

"I'll give you five thousand pieces of middle-grade spiritual stones!"

Before Yingfeng opened its mouth, the reserve price had already increased tenfold.

Five thousand pieces of mid-grade spiritual stones are equivalent to fifty pieces of high-grade spiritual stones. This price is just to buy a werewolf. It seems that there are still many owners who are not short of money.

The lowest price was called five thousand and then stopped. After all, there was still one game to go, and the highlight was still at the end.

Yingfeng came on stage without saying a word and then came off the stage again, but anyone could tell from the expression on his face that he was in a good mood.

In the third round, the opponents that the Werewolves had to face were much more powerful than the first two, otherwise everyone would think that the Colosseum was deliberately letting off steam.