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    They exclaimed, "I don't have dazzling eyes, that woman obviously doesn't even have a weapon,"

    "In terms of force alone, she is not inferior to the men present,"

    "It's just a pity, she is destined to be buried in the belly of a wolf today,"

    "God, who can tell me what those strange movements of hers are?"

    When the delegation was discussing heatedly, Ambassador Sistine, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke up, his eyes sneered,

    "They can't last long, including the woman, their movements are getting slower and slower, while the number of wolves besieging them is increasing, and at the same time more brave,"

    The patience and determination of a beast will always be stronger than that of a man.

    The wolves seemed to find Wen Lin's cunning and difficult to deal with, and they began to besiege her in an organized manner.

    Hit, fly, bite...

    Wen Lin's breathing became heavier and heavier. There were too many wolves, and she didn't have a moment to breathe.

    Suddenly Vicia's gloomy eyes trembled, and several gray wolves were preparing to fly up and tear Wen Lin's throat from different angles.

    The situation of the surrounding wolves under siege made Wen Lin unable to escape.

    In the next instant, the sound of the throat tearing seemed to be clearly ringing in the ear.

    chapter Five

    Sharp teeth cut the throat, and the warm human blood splattered.

    Wen Lin's body swayed but did not fall, and the iron piece in her hand fell with a clang at the same time.

    She stroked the blood on her cheek slightly stiffly, and the hot heat came from her fingertips, which was unbearable.

    And the gladiator Ivan stood in front of her, the wound on his neck was still gushing blood like a spring.

    The nose and mouth are also overflowing with scarlet, and the hollow and terrible snoring is difficult and intermittent to maintain, he said,

    "I'm going home, under the oak tree in my hometown..."

    Everyone knew that he was going to die soon.

    In order to save Wen Lin, he died.

    He glanced at Wen Lin with difficulty, then raised his head to look at the sun above his head, his eyes intoxicated, he knew that it was hope.

    The dull and sad low roar is for the fate of being unwilling to be arbitrarily enslaved.

    Wen Lin's face was too pale, in stark contrast to the bloodstains all over her body. Her thin and straight body was crumbling, showing a beauty that was about to shatter.

    Everyone is watching her.

    "Is this woman finally dying?"

    "She's about to fall,"

    However, Wen Lin's next move made the audience burst into an uproar.

    She raised her arm, bowed towards the dead, and then rushed into the wolves without a pause.

    "Is she going to take the initiative to die?"

    "Just for a slave standing in front of her?"

    "Stupid, you really can't have superfluous expectations on women,"

    The voice of sighing became louder and louder, and there was a lot of discussion in the audience. Vicia clung to the rim of the cup, the air in her lungs seemed to be slowly being stripped away, and her heart, which was once again constricted into a ball, made a clear and fragile thumping sound.

    Everyone watched the queen suddenly stand up, and the smile she had always maintained faded. She quickly walked to the front of the high platform, her eyes fixed on a corner of the field.

    This is her rare favorite prey, and Vicia doesn't want her to become a boring corpse before she gets tired of it.

    A whirl, kicked the wolves away, and then, in the eyes of everyone's astonishment, Wen Lin twisted her body into a strange posture, she put her hand into the wolf's mouth, and snapped the wolf's neck with the impact of the landing .

    The two wolves were the ones that killed Ivan.

    The audience is boiling, who can see how the woman on the field killed the wolf with her bare hands? Who can see clearly how she got away after killing the gray wolf again and again?

    At the same time, the chaotic gladiators on the field actually began to become organized. With Wen Lin as the center, they formed two circles inside and outside.

    Front and back, left and right, no longer fight alone, but cooperate with each other and cooperate with each other to fight with the wolves.

    At this moment, they began to enjoy the hearty battle.

    The wounds of different depths on the body gradually increased, and sweat and blood swayed freely.

    Now, their eyes are no longer filled with fear.

    Wen Lin raised her head slightly, wrapped a cloth in her palm, picked up Ivan's long sword, and without any extra movement, unequivocally harvested the life of the gray wolf.

    The number of wolves is constantly decreasing, and the fighting spirit and fighting spirit of the gladiators on the field are unprecedentedly high.

    The confrontation between man and wolf begins to turn.

    However, what caught most people off guard was that the wolves gradually gave up their active attack. They retreated to the wall and began to feast on the dead wolves.

    When the hungry wolf is full, it means the battle is over.

    audience:? ? ?

    Looking at the situation on the field, Vicia slowly spread out her flexed fingers, and the viscous air around her began to lighten up. She turned to look at the thoughtful Ambassador Sistine, and said with a smile, "Ambassador, very Obviously your judgment is wrong,"

    Ambassador Tadein's face unnaturally squeezed a blunt smile, "Your Majesty, she is just like you, which is unexpected."

    Sistine, a loyal supporter of the religion, praised a queen who believed in Protestantism.

    It's less of a compliment and more of a provocation, especially considering the purpose of their trip.

    But Vicia didn't care, she raised the glass of wine and gestured to the field, and then drank it.

    The pungent taste ran down his throat, and he laughed happily.

    "Wen Lin," Vicia said the name on the tip of her tongue, as if wrapping her in a scorching temperature before she would give up.

    With the arrival of victory, laid the groundwork for a day of celebration unlike any other.

    The cries from the audience were long-lasting, a cult of absolute force.

    Of the ten gladiators, there are still nine remaining, which is a unique record.

    Although some people died, some lost their arms, some lost their legs...

    But they are still alive!

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