"Okay, go to the Colosseum!" Locke nodded and ordered.

Many large cities in the Orc plane have couplets, and the Iron Thorn Colosseum of the royal city Shabak is definitely a typical example.

There was a precedent here where the Golden Robe Priest led his followers to kill the Flying Dragon King with both feet.

In the noisy Iron Thorn Colosseum, there are three more guests in the VIP area today.

"Isn't that Getanni? Why would she come to a place like the Colosseum?" A Rhine lion man with golden hair at the rear of the VIP area asked his entourage strangely.

"Prince Richard, have you seen the two distinguished guests around her? If I guess correctly, it should be knights and magicians from the wizard world." An old man from the tortoise man in the turtle clan replied respectfully.

"Knights and magicians in the wizard world? I have heard from my father. In recent years, there have been fewer and fewer alien creatures on our orc plane. Let's go and take a look, and say hello to others." Prince Richard said excitedly.

Just in his early thirties, Prince Richard reached the level of a high-level orc warrior, and now he is in his youth and energy.

Moreover, Richard, who knows some of the noble girl Ge Tanni of the Swan Family in the Royal Capital, thinks that the only prince Richard can be matched with Ge Tanni.

Below the Colosseum, a bear warrior wearing green heavy armor was facing the enemy with a steel clawed giant.

This bloody struggle originated from the depths of genes is the most keen activity of the orcs.

The Iron Thorn Colosseum is making gold every day, and it is so lively every day, which is enough to prove the fanaticism of these orc warriors in the Shabak royal city.

Locke had even learned from the war priest Gotani that the bear warrior who was fighting with the Steel Clawed Giuse below actually signed up for it.

He was so full that Locke couldn't understand the strange thinking of these orcs.

Many magicians in the wizard world say that the knight's head is made of muscles, so today Locke will say that the heads of these orcs are made of stones.

Born for battle, it is the slogan of these orc warriors.

This reminded Locke of another race, the Saiyan race, which was as belligerent as the Orcs.

"Do you want to place bets? Many knights and magicians who come to our orc plane to visit and travel will come here to try their luck. Some strong people will even come to participate in the gladiator themselves." Gotany, the priest of the Swan Clan war, asked Locke.

She couldn't see the true strength of Locke and Ashar, but she received strict requirements from the Golden Robe Priest and sent her to accompany the war priest with her special status. Gotany also knew that these two were probably not ordinary people.

"Betting?" This made Rock feel a little interested and turned to the Colosseum down.

Comparing the strength of the Steel Clawed Giuse and the Bear Clan warrior, Locke said, "It's the Steel Clawed Giuse, this is my bet."

It was just a fight between two quasi-level creatures. Locke chose the steel-clawed Giose, which was larger and had an advantage in terms of strength.

As for the funds to bet, it is a first-level wind attribute biological crystal core.

In the Orc plane, the common currency is gold and silver.

Locke's move to take out a first-level biological crystal core is undoubtedly a symbol of a wealthy person in Gottany's eyes.

You know, even if she has a certain background in the war priest, the priest amplification instruments she currently has are just crystal cores of a few quasi-level creatures.

The poverty of the Orc plane is notorious.

"I'll choose the bear warrior." At this time, Ashar suddenly spoke and took out a first-level wind attribute biological crystal core.

Ashar actually participated in the betting, and the betting direction was exactly the opposite of himself, Locke couldn't help but speak.

Betting in the Colosseum is just a ticket-oriented event. If there is no program that interests him next, Rock might have left here with Ashal.

Because Locke is not used to this nearby public place full of the orcs' smell of fishy sweat.

In order to dispel these scents, Locke even opened his own fighting shield and wrapped Ashar in.

The betting matter was left to Gottany to operate, while Locke and Ashal watched the battle in the Colosseum below.

The battle between quasi-level creatures did not arouse much interest in Locke, but what made him curious was why Ashar chose the bear man to win the final victory.

The fierce battle below is still ongoing, and in the Colosseum seat above, the audience with excitement and excitement on their faces are watching their ‘performance’.

When the sharp teeth of the Steel Clawed Giuseppe bit through the armor of the Bearman Samurai and smashed his shoulder blades, Locke thought the fight could have been over.

Unexpectedly, the bear warrior roared, and his eyes gradually turned red with a roar, and his brown fur all over his body stood up, and his body suddenly grew bigger, from two meters and five meters to more than three meters and nearly four meters.

The broken armor on its body also completely collapsed in the abrupt change in its body shape.

"Roar!" The angry mood made the bear warrior lose his mind and the most basic sense of pain.

It held the steel clawed Giante, who was biting his shoulder armor with both hands, and suddenly took a step forward, and threw the steel clawed Giante, which was twice as big as his body, hardly in front of it.

The dust that aroused and the wailing sound of the steel claws became the blood-activating agent to ignite all the orc emotions in the Colosseum audience.

All the orcs were at this time looking at the bear warrior standing in the center of the arena with their most eager eyes.

"Campas!" The bear man warrior shouted and walked towards the depths of the dust in front of him. The steel-clawed giant seed had not been completely killed by it.

"Campas!"

"Campas!"

"Campas!"

""

At this time, all the orcs in the audience all called out their names as the God of War with the loud shouts of the bear warriors.

This is the most inspiring victory slogan since its establishment, and it also represents the most noble belief in the minds of countless orcs.

On the audience stage, Locke turned his head in shock and looked at Ashar, and asked uncertainly, "Is this crazy? If I read it correctly, this bear man has reached the first level now."

"This is indeed crazy. We are lucky. We were lucky enough to see an orc warrior breaking through to the highest level of warriors by relying on the crazy growth in battle." Ashar said.

At the same time, the crystal ball in her hand was constantly recording various information about the bear warrior below-

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