You can't afford to hurt a man wearing an anti-theft badge

Looking upwards on Saturday, you can see that the five-story grandstand extends to a high place layer by layer, converging at the top, surrounded by a bright blue sky, looking up, it will give people the illusion of a huge wellhead, and the bottom of the well is small. There are many gladiators sitting on the wall of the well, and there are people sitting densely, wearing golden accessories and luxurious clothes, and holding colorful gem binoculars in their hands. The gems reflect colorful light in the sun. Behind each gem is a bloodthirsty and greedy eye.

In this kind of primitive and rough carnival, Saturday felt very uncomfortable, while Sius threw away the only weapon on his body, his pale skin looked vulnerable against the look of leather armor.

"What are you going to do?" Saturday secretly picked up the gold cone, approached Sieus, and asked quickly. His eyes were fixed on the bison ten meters away. A rough estimate was that the bison must weigh seven to eight hundred kilograms. The force of the two bulls colliding at the same time was enough to smash both Sius and Saturday into meatloaf.

Although Chen Ke described in the novel "The Tyrant Seaus" that Seaus was born with supernatural powers and was good at fighting wild beasts, but that was after all a written description, and the content was briefly mentioned. At this moment, just looking at his figure, Seaus is better than a bison. Like the difference between a reed and a small boulder.

"Get out of the way, these babies will rush over later, I can't care about you." Sius said, he bent down, leaned forward, stood with his legs apart, and lowered himself to the same level as the bison's head When the buffalo stared at him with red eyes, he returned the same menacing look.

Saturday was helpless: "You don't want to confront them head-on, do you? I know that you are extremely powerful, but it is inevitable that you will not be injured. Being hit by a beast in full view and seeing blood, I am afraid that it will damage the majesty of the king, right?"

"..." Sius suddenly felt that Saturday's words made sense, but now the two cows had already stared at him, and they were about to rush over, "Then what can you do?"

Close to Sius's ear on Saturday, and tell Sius his method.

"Good idea! As expected of my little slave." Sius praised, "Just do as you say, you have to be careful."

Saturday nodded and took a step back.

I don't know if this movement on Saturday suddenly attracted the bison's attention. One of them let out a ferocious growl and ran towards the two of them. Big cut.

On Saturday, he took off the guard cloak he was wearing, and shook it off vigorously. Although he has a background in the cultivation academy and Yacintos has done a good job in fitness, he exercised too much last night, which caused his legs to feel a little tense now. trembling.

He stared at one of the bison without blinking, concentrating to the extreme, but his amber eyes lost their brilliance, and the pupils were slightly constricted.

"Boom"—two bison arrived at the same time, but they were heading towards different lines of defense. The cloak flying in Saturday's hand attracted one of them. With a bent waist, he dodges the impact of the bison with a flexibility that is difficult for ordinary people to match.

The audience held their breath, but the blood and flesh they were longing for did not appear. The buffalo on the left jumped into the air, and couldn't hold back, and rushed straight to the stone wall at the other end of the arena. The audience at the lower place felt strongly. vibration.

He breathed a sigh of relief on Saturday, his heart was still beating rapidly, he turned his head and looked towards Sius.

Then, he saw a shocking scene.

The bison, which was supposed to crush humans into meatloaf, was grabbed by two horns by Sius!

Sius's leg muscles stretched out sharply, and his blue veins bulged, showing extraordinary strength, while his arm swelled so much that it even split the leather sleeves.

Time seemed to stand still, and the stalemate was still going on. In the seemingly static wrestling, everyone could feel the tyrant's astonishing strange power. What was even more terrible was that on Saturday, he saw a strange smile on his face, as if he was still alive. Didn't try my best.

After observing Sius fight against the bison at close range, I realized that I was worrying too much on Saturday. The golden thighs Chen Ke gave him were so big that there was no need for Saturday's help. Sieus alone could suppress the beast with strength beyond ordinary people. .

The audience reacted and were about to cheer when the lone buffalo over there turned its head around, swung its huge black head heavily, adjusted its direction again, and rushed towards the position where Sius and Saturday were.

Raise eyebrows Saturday, now!

"Go!" shouted Saturday.

Sius moved his heels slowly, adjusted the angle slightly, and then loosened his hands, skillfully sending the bison in one direction.

The buffalo suddenly lost the power to resist, and ran wildly again.

The blood-stained horns raised forward were bobbing up and down, as if they were particularly happy to regain their freedom, however, soon.

"Bang!" There was a loud noise.

The two bison collided together, like two cannonballs heading for the same target, meeting at the intersection of their tracks, but neither of them had the ability to change direction, they could only move forward by inertia, without knowing dodge at all.

The impact was so powerful that the entire Colosseum seemed to shake.

After a long silence, cheers erupted in the Colosseum.

"His Majesty the Emperor is wise and mighty!!"

"His Majesty the Emperor is both wise and brave!!!"

"His Majesty the Emperor has descended into the world!!!"

No matter what era, flattery is the same. Amidst the roaring cheers on Saturday, I observed Sius's expression.

If Sius's obsession is fame and profit, then he should have satisfaction in his eyes, and it should be right to focus on this in the future.

But Theus, having won what appeared to be a miraculous confrontation, turned his head around and walked toward Saturday, triumphantly pulling his arm and walking toward the gate.

Flowers rained down around them as they returned to the gate.

Followed by Sieus' side on Saturday, he observed Sieus hesitantly, maybe fame and fortune were not what Sieus wanted?This problem is even more complicated. On Saturday, Sius would rather be more realistic.

If Theus's obsession is really to grow old with Chen Ke... Saturday's expression became tangled.

The gate opened, and the two walked into the corridor built by the marble building. The shadows shrouded from above their heads, and they walked forward to the stairs leading to the auditorium.

The tyrant stopped and waited for his little slave.

Theus' eyes fell on Saturday's hand.

Following his gaze on Saturday, he saw the golden awl in his hand. He knew it was Sieus's personal weapon. He carried it all year round and never forgot to put it under his pillow when he slept, so he handed the golden awl up: "Your weapon."

"I've given it to you." Sius said with a smile on his lips.