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Chapter 444 The decisive battle in the Colosseum

After Fang Sitian was roughly cleaned by the soldiers, she walked into the arena wearing this light armor vest and leather skirt. As a colonel of the Blue Star Military, Fang Sitian never thought that she would be able to wear this barbaric outfit.

However, this light armor fits quite well. It is not too big or too small, just suitable for allowing me to move freely. The genuine leather Tianhe buffalo leather Greek sandals on my feet really feel the best. Now they are like the legendary ones. In the story, the victory in the battle is like somersault clouds at the feet of the Buddha.

"call……"

Fang Sitian closed her eyes and took a deep breath. The scar on her chest stopped bleeding after being treated, but the red and swollen muscles also swelled and trembled. The wild nature endowed by human beings was completely awakened at the moment when it lost its resistance. .

Although she was performing as a trapped animal, the angry Fang Sixian really didn't want to endure it any longer. The loss of being captured, the pain of being injured, and the double psychological and physical torture... Let's explode now. .

"what!!!"

Fang Sixian stepped hard on the ground with her right foot and made a heavy sound. She opened her mouth and shouted her anger in front of her. The dust all over her body followed. She used this primitive provocation to try to call out her anger. The opponent he fought against was an arrogant hero.

He drew out his Greek dagger and struck the special round shield hard. The metal collided with a deafening sound. Calling out to the opponents.

"Stop your cowardly behavior! Come on! Climb out of the dog hole like a warrior!!!!!"

Suddenly, the hero's thunderous roar came from the black hole, stirring up a cloud of flying dust. The hero then violently tore off his ragged linen clothes and put on the special clothes in the arena, a suit of light armor made of cooked cowhide and iron. Wrist guards.

In the darkness, Fang Sitian suddenly saw the hero stretching out his hand to tear off the solid iron wood-wrapped iron-sheeted gate at the entrance and kicking it into the arena. The thick and wide lion claws were covered with pig iron fingers. The tiger claws retracted and stretched, making a squeaking sound as they collided. .

The tail end of the wrapped spiny ball lightly swept the ground to draw thin and deep ravines. His one eye scanned the distant opponent, ignoring his provocative words. Facing the north, he knelt on his knees and clasped his hands. The hero uttered strange syllables in his mouth and knelt down deeply. With his forehead touching the ground, he hummed desolate songs in the traditional language of the lion tribe mixed with deep roars.

After a while, the hero stood up and faced his opponent. The sharp claws of the index finger of his right hand popped out and scratched a deep blood mark on the right chest that was not wrapped in leather armor. The fur rolled up and red blood immediately gushed out. He caught a touch of hot blood and smeared it on the side of his face to draw the tribal totem of the past. .

"As my ancestors have witnessed, I will take off the enemy's head and fill it with the richest wine and offer it to you."

"It seems... this is the biotechnology used by Haojie and the others... I really don't know what kind of creature he is getting together with."

At the moment, Qin Tian has no way to use his magic to help them do anything. It seems that he needs to start exploring this place again.

(End of this chapter)