A squeamish bag can defeat a hundred [quick travel]

Aldrich stood on the dueling platform, watching his opponent come out.

It was a giant frost dragon with a length of 16 meters and a weight of nearly 25 tons.It has silver-white dragon scales, strong hind limbs, and small forelimbs growing on the wing bones.

Ji Qing wanted to laugh when he saw that giant frost dragon, because he didn't understand even one of them, why the giant dragon has tiny forelimbs, could it be that it punches you with small fists when it is angry?

The frost giant put its wings away and squeezed in through the huge arch. When it reached the duel field, its huge wings spread out instantly, and it stared at Aldrich indifferently with its huge long eyes.

The coercion belonging to the SSS gene radiated out. Aldrich clenched the long sword in his hand, and his heart sank. His gene level was only SS level. Aldrich did not expect that the difficulty of the ninth floor would be so high.

The frost dragon in front of him flapped its wings and flew into the air. It circled a few times in the air, then opened its bloody mouth, and swooped down towards Aldrich, spewing out an extremely cold dragon's breath.

The cold air instantly covered the entire duel arena, with Aldrich as the center, countless frosts spread out in an instant, and Aldrich's armor was covered with thick ice.

Aldrich's arms froze into ice at a speed visible to the naked eye. Before his arms were completely frozen, Aldrich threw out the long sword in his hand with all his strength, and the long sword hit the left wing of the Frost Dragon. root position.

But the Frost Winged Dragon was not injured. Although the long sword hit the softest dragon scale, it barely broke through the outermost layer of defense. The long sword was bounced off by the dragon scale and fell to the ground.

However, the flying trajectory of the Frost Dragon was changed. Its left wing was numb by the power contained in the long sword, and it lost its balance in an instant. It hit the icy ground of the duel field with a bang.

Kacha, a crack appeared on the ground after being hit by the frost dragon.

This was the only chance for Aldridge to attack the Frost Dragon. He rushed up quickly, and at the moment when the Frost Dragon was about to stand up, he threw himself down on the Frost Dragon's left wing.

Aldrich drew out another long sword, and stabbed fiercely at the base of the Frost Wyrm's wing. The blade penetrated the Frost Wyvern's wing and got stuck between the bones. Aldrich suddenly exerted strength, holding the sword with both hands Hilt, use all your strength to nail the wings and sword into the ground!

"Roar--"

The Frost Wyvern raised its neck and howled in pain!

Aldrich changed into a part of the animal form, his fingers grew sharp nails, and he poked the long nails into the wings of the frost dragon.

The Frost Dragon was completely enraged, and Aldrich's attack could not cause real damage to it. The difference in strength between them was too great. Although there was only one level difference, creatures with SSS genes had already stood at the top of the food chain. At the top, if a monster of the level of the Frost Dragon really appeared in reality, then at least an entire army and various powerful weapons would be needed to severely damage it.

Aldrich is the most powerful marshal in the empire, but the place he is in now is not a battlefield. He has no army, nor does he have any modern weapons. All he has is a set of heavy armor and two long swords.

The weapon to kill the dragon is definitely not a long sword, because a long sword cannot pierce the outermost scale at all.Even if the frost dragon stood still and let Aldrich attack, Aldrich couldn't pierce the dragon's heart.

Because severely injuring its heart needs to penetrate at least tens of centimeters in thickness.

The completely enraged Frost Dragon roared, its 1.7-meter-long neck twisted 180 degrees, and in an instant it opened its bloody mouth and bit Aldrich's head!

Relying on his beast-like intuition, Aldrich bowed and shrunk, narrowly avoiding the dragon's attack, then he threw himself on the dragon's neck, poked the dagger into the dragon's skin, and along the gap between the bones, ruthlessly Cut the dragon's skin hard.

The Frost Dragon let out a wail, its dragon wings flapped suddenly, abruptly lifted the long sword nailed to the ground, and a big hole was broken in the left wing. Aldrich.

The dull flapping sound of the dragon's wings sounded, appearing in front of Aldrich's eyes with a speed that the naked eye could not capture.

The slapping force of the frost dragon's wings is enough to overturn the mammoth. When it hit Aldrich, the thick armor was just like a decoration, and it couldn't relieve such fierce force at all. Aldrich was hit by a It flew to the ground in an instant, and the breastplate was directly sunken into the bone.

Aldrich spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes were black, and he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

The Frost Dragon's anger still persisted, it opened its mouth and spewed out a dragon's breath, and the extremely cold frost covered Aldrich's body, freezing him into an ice cube.

A dull dragon roar sounded, and a thick dragon's tail was raised high, like a steel whip whipping through the wind!

boom!

The dragon's tail directly hit Aldrich who was frozen into a block of ice, breaking his spine in an instant.

Scarlet blood flowed out from the shattered ice, and the giant frost dragon was particularly puzzled, and then raised the sole of its foot and stomped on Aldrich's body, every inch of bone was crushed under the tremendous force, mixed Splattered with ice and blood.

A gray light symbolizing death floated over the Colosseum.

Aldridge lost as the challenged player. According to the rules, he should be revived in the game hall, but for some reason, this time, a white light emerged, which symbolized being offline.

Maybe he couldn't bear the blow of failure, maybe something happened in reality, so Aldridge forcibly went offline.

Who knows?

At least the trembling system didn't know it. The system shrank in the corner and almost shook like a sieve. It looked at the boss's extremely gloomy expression, and didn't even dare to make a sound.

It saw Ji Qing slowly sitting up from the stands, walking towards the Colosseum on the fifth floor and starting to challenge.

Previously, Ji Qing and Aldridge teamed up to win the fourth floor, so Ji Qing's current level is the fourth floor gladiator.

The system watched Ji Qing challenge the fifth floor, sixth floor, seventh floor, and eighth floor expressionlessly, and the time spent on each floor did not exceed ten seconds.

That was absolute crushing.

The spectators in the stands were stunned, no one dared to make a sound, and all the people huddled in the corner like the system without saying a word. When the disparity in strength was too great, when the crushing of the game turned into massacre, no one dared to speak out. Shouting and cheering, they all shivered in the corner like animals encountering natural enemies, frightened and motionless by this terrifyingly powerful force.

Ji Qing walked to the ninth floor of the Colosseum. He was wearing upgraded white silk. The white silk was spotless. It was so white that it looked like fresh snow on the top of a mountain. standing on the field of battle.

The audience in the stands was only Emperor Otterton.

His only opponent is the Frost Dragon.

The frost giant folded its wings exactly as before, squeezed its huge body into the arch, then spread its wings in an instant, flew into the sky, and stared at Ji Qing with its huge dragon pupils.

Ji Qing raised his head slowly, the snow-white hood slipped from his forehead, revealing that cold face.

A snow-white and slender hand protruded from the wide sleeve robe, like a snow lotus blooming from the top of a mountain, slowly raised that hand, and grasped the giant frost dragon in the air——

It was as if an invisible big hand appeared in the void, grabbing a fragile bird.

In the next moment, Ji Qing's palms that were like works of art slowly closed, and the way he moved his fingers was so graceful, just like holding a jade flower.

However, the Frost Dragon in mid-air was crushed in the palm of his hand like a bird.

"Roar——" A desperate wail sounded in the air, and countless dragon blood spilled down like rain. The dragon blood splashed on Ji Qingxue's white face and on the immaculate white robe. Blossoming red plum blossoms suddenly bloomed from the snow-like robes.

A tuft of dragon blood splashed on the end of Ji Qing's eyes, and Ji Qing blinked his eyelashes lightly. There was no emotion in his dark eyes, only abyss-like indifference.

The other hand also stretched out from the cuff, and Ji Qing fiddled with the little bird in his palm slowly, pulling out its feathers——

Large pieces of dragon scales were forcibly peeled off.

The slender fingers shook slightly, pinched its slender neck, and twisted it carelessly——

The dragon's neck was snapped at ninety degrees.

In the end, the two pairs of slender and soft palms came together, kneading the object in the palm like kneading dough——

The limbs and bones of the frost dragon were crushed into slag, mixed with the flesh and blood of the whole body to become a meat paste.

Ji Qing let go of both hands. He took out the handkerchief, lowered his head and wiped his hands meticulously. He wiped it elegantly. He wiped every finger with the handkerchief, from the fingertips to the crevices. It was obvious that his hands were snow-white. But Ji Qing wiped it carefully and meticulously as if looking at something dirty.

Red snow fell from the sky and fell on the silent duel field.

"Congratulations to player Ji Qing for completing the "Battle of Dragon Slaying" and becoming the king of gladiators in the Colosseum." System notifications sounded from the first to ninth floors of the Colosseum.

There was an uproar on the eighth floor below, while the ninth floor was still silent.

"Clap clap clap."

Emperor Otterton in the stands applauded, he stood up from the stands, and then slowly walked in front of Ji Qing.

"You are a true brave." Emperor Otterton took off the crown from his head, put it on Ji Qing's head, and said softly, "From now on, you are the king of all orcs."