The system has to be used even if it is pulled

The sun was high in the sky. Zhao Yuanlang was covered in dirt, oil, and blood, looking quite disheveled.

The giant lion did not launch an attack rashly, but just kept circling around Zhao Yuanlang. Zhao Yuanlang knew that he only had one chance.

Good opportunity, the giant lion lay on the ground, dozing. Zhao Yuanlang took the opportunity to grab a handful of dirt from the ground and quickly wiped it on his left arm.

The giant lion also launched an attack. After all, this was a good opportunity.

The wind was howling, and Zhao Yuanlang hurriedly did a crosswalk, and the giant lion jumped over his body and rushed over to him.

Zhao Yuanlang could even see the giant lion's ferocious teeth and claws as sharp as knives.

The giant lion did not give up and turned around to continue rushing towards the elder. Zhao Yuanlang stood up while the giant lion turned around, wielding the mace in one hand and smashing it towards the giant lion's head with all his strength.

With a "crack" sound, the mace in Zhao Yuanlang's hand hit the giant lion's head hard, and then turned into flying wood chips.

In order to avoid being in danger, Zhao Yuanlang quickly rolled forward and rolled under the giant lion's crotch.

The giant lion was a little dazed. It stood on the ground and shook its head, as if it was a little confused by Zhao Yuanlang's mace.

It was a good opportunity. Zhao Yuanlang picked up the bow and arrows scattered on the ground, plucked the bowstring, and shot arrow after arrow at the giant lion.

The people in the stands were amazed at Zhao Yuanlang's amazing shooting speed, and many soldiers whispered, "Continuous arrows."

The giant lion was not killed so easily. Although it was hit by Zhao Yuanlang's mace, it just twitched its ears and jumped quickly to avoid Zhao Yuanlang's arrows.

Damn, there are no arrows left, and there are no weapons around. Zhao Yuanlang threw down the bow in his hand and looked cautiously at the giant lion that pounced on him.

Zhao Yuanlang leaped up and dodged the giant lion's attack, but the giant lion shook its tail and lashed at Zhao Yuanlang like a steel whip.

Zhao Yuanlang had no choice but to lie on the ground in a panic to avoid the attack of the giant lion. The giant lion quickly turned around and continued to pounce on Zhao Yuanlang.

The audience in the stands all thought that Zhao Yuanlang might not survive this time. Many young girls and ladies looked at the disheveled Zhao Yuanlang with tears in their eyes, and sighs were heard one after another in the stands.

Zhao Yuanlang knew he had no choice. He looked at the giant lion getting closer and closer and started a war roar! The giant lion, which was originally flying in the air, suddenly slowed down. Zhao Yuanlang grabbed the giant lion's mane and rode on the lion's back.

The giant lion, who had recovered from his shock after landing, discovered that a tiny human was riding on his back. He tried to turn his head and bite the humble ant to pieces in one bite.

"You evil beast!" Zhao Yuanlang roared, not caring about the pain in his left arm. He grabbed the lion's mane fiercely, swung his right fist, and hit the lion's eyes with a hammer when it turned its head.

The giant lion let out a sad roar and had to give up the attack. It tried to roll over to shake off the man.

How could Zhao Yuanlang do as it wished? He clamped the giant lion with his legs and stepped on the ground with his feet to make two small holes, as tenacious as a thousand-year-old tree.

He continued to swing his fists at the giant lion's head. The giant lion was actually very depressed. As a giant beast, he actually encountered a human being who was stronger than him and beat him up.

Although the giant lion kept struggling, trying to turn over, bite, and wave its claws to defeat the human on it, Zhao Yuanlang's muscles were tense and blood was flowing from his left arm, but he still insisted on suppressing the giant beast and hammering the giant lion.

Zhao Yuanlang didn't know how much time had passed, but his right arm was already aching. The attacks gradually slowed down, and the giant lion under him stopped struggling. It lay on the ground motionless, bleeding from its eyes, mouth, nose, and ears, with only low growls of grievance left.

Zhao Yuanlang was afraid that the giant lion still had the ability to resist, so he raised his fist and punched the giant lion hard until the giant lion really stopped moving and stopped growling. Then he let go and weakly rode on the giant lion.

Inside the arena, there was total silence, as everyone's eyes had already dropped to the ground and their jaws had dropped to the ground in shock at the wild fight.

A gust of wind blew by, and everyone came to their senses. They looked at the man riding on the giant lion and said, "Hercules is above!"

"Hercules."

The people in the arena cheered, as if the place was exploding, with each cheer getting louder than the last.

Everyone watched as Zhao Yuanlang staggered down from the giant lion and slowly stood up. It seemed as if everyone saw a new god rising.

The people in the Senate were unwilling to give in, but there was nothing they could do. The home court was no longer under their control, and they had no reason to deal with Zhao Yuanlang.

The representative of the Senate had no choice but to signal everyone to be quiet: "Lantes, as a warrior, you have successfully defeated the beast! You are the first warrior of our Rome. The Senate is willing to give you the title of Hercules! Long live Hercules! Long live Rome! Long live Lantes!"

I have to say that although the Senate was a complete jerk in this incident, it did have a plan.

As the crowd cheered, each shout became louder than the last, as if it penetrated Rome and reached the heavens.

But Zhao Yuanlang didn't say anything, because the lazy system suddenly came alive.

"Obtain 261 points of faith, open the title system, the host obtains three slots, the host obtains the title of Hercules and the first warrior of Rome. Please check the specific additional attributes after the host opens the attribute system. Does the host wear the title?"

"The host has successfully upgraded the primary war cry to an intermediate war cry. Intermediate war cry: medium range reduces the morale of enemy troops, instantly freezes the enemy for two seconds, and adds terrified and panicked effects. The effect lasts for half an hour, and the interval is three hours."

A group of slaves began to clean the arena under the supervision of the guards. Zhao Yuanlang was invited to the viewing stand. A group of people surrounded him, wearing garlands all over their bodies. Many young girls and ladies surrounded Zhao Yuanlang tightly, touching his strong muscles.

Many people's faces turned green. Although Zhao Yuanlang was a hero, no one wanted to be a hero of Hulunbuir Prairie. However, looking at the burly Zhao Yuanlang, they could only stand there helplessly.

Zhao Yuanlang didn't care. He put on the title of Hercules and the first warrior of Rome, and felt full of strength. People even looked at Zhao Yuanlang with awe. Zhao Yuanlang couldn't help but clench his fist happily, causing his left arm, which had just been bandaged by a girl, to bleed again.

"Ah! Ah! It's not dead!"

Following the miserable howl of a slave, everyone looked towards the arena.

The giant lion staggered and struggled to get up. Under its claws was a slave with his stomach ripped open, blood flowing beneath his body.

Although the giant lion was already on the verge of collapse, the gladiators, slaves, and guards surrounding it did not dare to step forward. After all, they had witnessed the bravery of the giant lion.

Zhao Yuanlang pushed the crowd aside, jumped into the arena from the audience seats, and walked towards the giant lion step by step with his fists clenched.

Everyone made way for Zhao Yuanlang. Although the giant lion was still roaring, when it saw Zhao Yuanlang getting closer, fear flashed in its eyes. Its originally held high head slowly drooped, as if it was surrendering to Zhao Yuanlang.

Zhao Yuanlang stood in front of the giant lion, looking at the ground and prostrating himself: "Are you willing to submit to me? If so, just nod your head."

The lion then nodded his unrecognizable head.

"Congratulations to the host for opening the battle pet | mount system. I will give you three pet rings. Would you like to accept the lion in front of you?"

Nonsense! Of course Zhao Yuanlang was willing. This lion was quite powerful. If he took it to the battlefield, wouldn't he be invincible?

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining the title, Primary Behemoth Conqueror. Please open the attribute system to check the specific attributes. May I ask if the host is wearing the title?"

After Zhao Yuanlang put on the title, everyone looked at him differently. Zhao Yuanlang looked at everyone hiding in the distance and said, "It's my pet now. Do you have any objections?"

How could these people dare to express any opinions? Only the young girls and ladies shouted Zhao Yuanlang's name even more frantically.

Under the awe-filled eyes of the crowd, Zhao Yuanlang took out a pet ring from his arms, which others saw as a chain. Zhao Yuanlang put it around the lion's neck, sat on the lion's body in a cool manner, and walked away from the arena.