Dressed as the regent's palm

Chapter 78 The Colosseum Rookie
Just when the fierce man thought that he was sure to die, suddenly he saw a snow-colored figure flashing past, blocking in front of him.

The fierce man's gray eyes revived for a moment, as if a wave of hope poured into him.

is her!

That fragile little girl.

When he clearly saw the person coming, the hope that had just appeared in the fierce man's eyes disappeared in an instant.

He shouted eagerly: "Little girl, don't come, you go back quickly, this male lion is very scary, you go back quickly!"

Qingyange plucked her ears, and slightly lifted her thin lips, "Be quiet, uncle."

The fierce man didn't know what was wrong, as soon as Qing Yange said this, he obediently kept silent, not daring to say another word.

In the next second, he saw the little girl, who was as fragile as the wind blowing willows, jump up, her toes gently rolled up the rolling sand, and her body swept towards the lion like a sharp sword.

puff puff-

The wind rustled.

Everyone looked at the petite figure that suddenly appeared on the field in disbelief, and voices of doubt rang out.

"This is today's new NO.18 warrior? She is too bold!"

"Yeah, how can such a petite body have a chance of winning against such a huge lion?"

"Maybe this woman can perform miracles?"

"Idiots are talking in their sleep. You see, she went directly to the lion. The No. [-] warrior used devious tactics. Isn't she too confident?"

"Sure enough, newborn calves are not afraid of tigers!"

And in the box at the top of the tallest building.

The eyes of a middle-aged man in gray clothes fell on the petite figure in the Colosseum without blinking.

The slightly younger man sitting opposite the middle-aged man frowned and said, "Guard Tie, are the conditions for selecting warriors so low now? Even a mere little girl can come to participate in the beast fight! And it's not her turn yet." She insisted on coming up, isn't it breaking the rules?"

A smile flickered across Steward Tie's eyes, "There are only seventeen warriors coming and going in the Colosseum. The spectators are bored, and the number of tickets we sell is getting less and less." There are no newcomers who are willing to be warriors, and today she took the initiative to send it to my door, why should I not?"

"But she broke the rules..." the young man muttered dissatisfied.

Tie Guanshi closed his eyes and smiled lightly, with the corners of his mouth raised, "Don't you think this is more interesting? Didn't you see that the blood of the spectators was boiling?"

The young man looked around, and sure enough, he saw that everyone in the wing room stood up one after another, and turned their eyes to the Colosseum in unison.

Suddenly, there was applause and exclamations all around.

The young man quickly set his sights on the Colosseum.

I saw that petite figure rushing away like a dragon, and the palm seemed to hide powerful internal force, and it landed on the back of the lion. There was a loud "boom--", billowing sand and gravel rose all around.

The male lion glared angrily, and stared at Qingyange with a roar, as if he wanted to crush her to pieces.

The corner of Qing Yange's mouth curled into a beautiful arc, and she raised her fist again to make up for it.

The originally majestic lion closed its huge eyes in an instant, and fell to the ground with a "bang--".

Qingyange clapped her palms casually, and flicked the dust off her body.

She is like a round of elegant pines and cypresses, standing gracefully.

In an instant, there was thunderous applause from all around.

The fierce man looked at the scene in front of him in surprise, he suddenly found that his legs could move, stood up tremblingly, walked quickly to Qing Yange's side, and said tremblingly: "You... little girl You are too powerful!"

Qing Yange brushed her long hair, and was about to answer.

At this moment, the referee's voice sounded, "Warrior No. 17 wins!"

Immediately afterwards, the referee's dark eyes fell on Qing Yange meaningfully, "Warrior No. 18, please prepare!"

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar everywhere.

"Is there any mistake? This male lion was clearly defeated by the little girl. Why should the No. 17 warrior win? I think the No. 17 was lying on the ground and pretending to be dead."

"That's right, the little girl spent a lot of energy fighting the lion just now, and another one came in a while, does the steward want the little girl to die?!"

"How can you go so far, you can't bully others just because the NO.18 warrior is new!"

"That's right, it's too much, what kind of beast is this! Inhumane!"

The tough man also felt that the ruling was unreasonable, he scratched his head, walked up to the referee, and said humbly: "Brother, look at the little girl who won this match, how about I switch the order with her? I'll play again!"

The referee gave the fierce man a cold look, and said with disdain: "Just you? What's the point? See you lying dead on the ground?"

The fierce man looked embarrassed, rubbing his palms and trying to argue again.

Qingyange's clear and beautiful voice sounded like a spiritual spring, pouring into everyone's hearts, "I'm ready, why don't you let the beast out?"

The fierce man glanced at Qingyange anxiously, and said quickly: "Little girl, stop making trouble, you just wasted so much energy, you still..."

"Uncle, you go to the lounge, I'll leave earlier than before." Qing Yange shrugged disapprovingly, with a relaxed look on her face.

"Get ready, unleash the beast!" The referee said coldly.

The fierce man wanted to stop him, but was pulled out by the guards beside the referee. He could only watch helplessly as Qing Yange stood alone on the Colosseum.

When the fence that imprisoned the ferocious beast was opened, a majestic male lion that was slightly bigger than the one just now came out leisurely. It shook all the hair on its body and let out a low growl.

"Roar--"

This momentum is like swallowing mountains and rivers, flying sand and flying gravel, and the sun shines on the lion, like a king walking out of a secluded forest.

"Princess!" When Gongsun Ye saw this male lion, his heart tightened and his brows frowned tightly.

"Qingyuan, let's find the steward to reveal our identity." Gongsun Ye stood up abruptly, and hurriedly walked towards the door of the wing room.

But Qingyuan rushed to the gate quickly, and blocked Gongsun Ye's way with her arms outstretched, "Young Master Xiang, you have to trust the princess."

"How can I believe it?! Probably the steward just saw the strength of the princess and temporarily replaced the most ferocious beast in the audience. Compared with the lion just now, I don't know how much more ferocious it is! Don't you want to see the princess' blood? Splash Colosseum?"

Gongsun Ye was furious, and there was unprecedented fear in those eyes.

Qingyuan took a deep breath, her clear eyes were full of determination, she said: "The princess said, this is the fastest way for us to make money, she wants to build her own army as soon as possible, she can't let herself Something happened to her! So, Mr. Xiang, please don't stop her!"

Gongsun Ye closed his eyes and let out a long breath.

After a long time, he said dejectedly, "Okay."

(End of this chapter)