The fear of cultivating immortals comes from insufficient firepower

However, the winner was decided, and the monk who presided over the battle had no choice but to speak.

"Dear viewers, this time, the freedom fighter dad wins."

"The next show will be by..."

However, before the monk in charge had finished speaking, Li Xiaofan in the duel field interrupted.

Just listen to Li Xiaofan loudly shout with dragon roar: "Hey, seniors of the Colosseum, if you still want to continue fighting, you can continue to challenge the level."

Many people were very surprised when they heard this.

Because when the level is similar, no matter whether he wins or loses, the winner will consume strength.

Therefore, in this kind of life and death fight, almost no one would think of fighting continuously. After all, the more consecutive fights, the more dangerous it is.

But at this moment, some viewers with more vicious eyes brightened up.

These people just lost money, and now of course they want to make it back.

Since this person called Dad is so powerful, it would be difficult for ordinary third-level monsters or monks at the Golden Core realm to be his opponents.

In this way, if you bet on the other party to win, wouldn’t you have a good chance of making a lot of money!

Thinking of this, the smarter audience members suddenly spoke.

"Dad, keep going, Dad, keep going..."

Some people even shouted and sent messages to their companions to tell them what was going on.

Anyone who can hang out in the black market of Sanling is not a fool. Many people quickly figured this out.

As a result, more and more people were shouting, and they even started to join together, very rhythmically.

"Daddy, keep on, daddy, keep on, daddy, keep on..."

In the same way, these audiences can think of this, and the people in the Colosseum can naturally also think of it.

A monk quickly came to the side of the presiding monk.

"Elder, these people are asking for dad to continue fighting. What should we do?"

Looking at Li Xiaofan who looked proud below, the monk in charge had a gloomy look.

Finally, he slapped the table hard: "Humph, he wants to fight, then let's let him fight."

"Tell Xie Tong that he will be in the next game and teach this guy a lesson. Just don't beat him to death."

After hearing this, his subordinates quickly agreed and left quickly.

Looking at the host monk, he also spoke slowly.

"Dear viewers, in response to everyone's requests, we at the Colosseum have decided to let Dad fight again."

"And this battle is still a level-skipping battle, and it's two levels below."

"I announce that my father's opponent in the next match will be my evil pupil from the Colosseum. Please place your bets!"

Upon hearing the words "Xie Tong", the audience who were still shouting suddenly stopped.

Many people frowned, and many even started discussing in front of each other.

On this side, seeing the state of everyone, the third elder and several others were also a little confused.

Although they had visited the Sanling Black Market in the past, they didn't pay much attention to the Colosseum.

Besides, the famous fighters in the Colosseum are not static, but change frequently, so it is understandable that they are unclear.

After thinking about it, the fourth elder suddenly stretched out his hand and called the boy over.

"Hey, I want to ask you, who is the evil pupil I just mentioned? Is he very powerful?"

The guy nodded quickly: "Xie Tong is the slave fighter of our master of the Colosseum. He has won more than seventy games in a row."

"With a cultivation level at the peak of the Golden Core, it can be said that he has never lost since he came to our Colosseum."

Hearing this, the third elder and the fourth elder looked at each other, with obvious worry in their eyes.

However, on the other side, Qiu Yu took out the spirit stone again.

Without asking a question, he just said, "Man, I'm betting that daddy will win."

Hearing this, the two elders glanced at Qiu Yu in surprise, and then smiled.

At the same time, some people appeared in the arena and quickly took away the body of the double-winged black ice snake.

As for Li Xiaofan, the other party didn't open the door for him at all.

Finally, time passed slowly, and a quarter of an hour was up.

The host monk's voice also sounded: "Dear viewers, this duel begins now."

As soon as he finished speaking, one of the iron doors opened.

Then, a tall and thin man with a rune collar around his neck walked out of it.

The man was actually very handsome, but his eyes were strange. They were colored and exuded a strange aura.

Li Xiaofan looked at the other person curiously, but after just one glance, he immediately saw an illusion.

In fantasy, Li Xiaofan returned to Zixia Sect.

He personally led the people to destroy the shadow traces, and then hugged each other, and lived a life without shame every day with a bunch of beauties.

Soon, the iron door slammed shut, which also marked the beginning of the battle.

When I saw Li Xiaofan, he was stunned as soon as they met. His handsome evil eyes showed no expression, but the light in his eyes shone even brighter.

He has been ordered to punish the man in front of him.

As long as you don't kill him, anything will do.

Thinking of this, Xie Tong smiled coldly and walked slowly towards Li Xiaofan.

The light shines in the hand, and there is already a whip and a collar that looks like it is worn by a monster.

Seeing this scene, many people in the audience began to sigh.

They were all too familiar with this scene, basically every fighter who fought against Xie Tong.

Regardless of whether you resist or not, you will eventually suffer great humiliation.

Even though many people knew that there was something wrong with Xie Tong's eyes and could not look at each other, they launched a fierce attack as soon as he came on the field.

But the final result is the same, they will be severely humiliated by Xie Tong.

Here, Xie Tong walked up to Li Xiaofan.

In his opinion, Li Xiaofan was not as good as his previous opponents.

After others are confused by their evil eyes, some people can still resist forcefully, or even break free for a while.

But the person in front of him had only used 70% of the illusion skills at the beginning, and he was already deeply involved.

Thinking of this, the light in Xie Tong's eyes changed again, and then he stared into Li Xiaofan's eyes and handed the collar in his hand to him.

“Put this thing on and then lie down on the ground and learn how to bark.”

After saying that, Xie Tong waited for Li Xiaofan to become his dog.

However, the next moment, Li Xiaofan turned to look at him.

He picked up a big slap and slapped the opponent's face hard under Xie Tong's unexpected and shocked gaze.

"Barking like your fucking dog!!"

There was a crisp sound that could almost be heard throughout the Colosseum.

Xie Tong's whole body was like a kite with its string broken, flying far away.

Blood and fallen teeth were sprayed all the way.

This scene immediately made the audience present and even the staff of the Colosseum dumbfounded. The whole scene was extremely quiet.

But here, Li Xiaofan did not stop.

White clouds flashed under his feet, and before the flying evil pupils landed, Li Xiaofan had already chased him.

The big slap seemed to be free of charge, and he slapped the opponent away again.

While beating him, Li Xiaofan also cursed.

“Damn it, is having glaucoma a big deal?”

"Master, I finally suppressed my heart and stopped thinking about my Ke'er, Xinyi and Gang Jing."

"But you bastard made me miss them again. I'll fucking beat you to death."

For a moment, Xie Tong, the slave fighter who had high hopes in the Colosseum, was being patted back and forth by Li Xiaofan like a badminton ball in the wind.

Feel the pain on your face, and the mental torture.

Xie Tong also exploded. After holding back a slap, Xie Tong madly injected his spiritual power into his eyes.

"Evil Eyes Fantasy Realm!"

With a roar, Xie Tong's eyes were as bright as searchlights, emitting a large amount of colorful light...