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The next morning, in the contestant lounge of the round arena.

"Come on, Ron." Her long eyelashes were full of smiles.

"Come on, big brother Ron..." Xiao Yu waved her fist, "We have to defeat that beautiful snake …"

Ron smiled and gently stroked her head.

"Ron..." Mo Lan smiled as she walked closer, tidying up his clothes for him. "You're the only one left among all the warriors participating in the battle for our Thorny Flower Tribe. You have to do your best!"

Ron looked up and nodded heavily. "Don't worry, I'll do my best!"

Looking at the serious face of Ron, Mo Lan's heart skipped a beat for no reason. She hesitated for a moment before saying, "Her opponent is a Class 10 Magical Beast. It's very powerful. If … If you are no match for him, then... Just give up! "

Moran's face was a little flushed. She didn't understand why she would suddenly say such a thing.

Ron smiled, his eyes showing a trace of determination, "I... I won't give up! "

… ….

The arena was as lively as it usually was. Today was the fourth round of the group competition, with Ron and the Snake Demon Medusa fighting each other to get out of the group. The winner would directly get out of the group.

Compared to the other groups' matches, today's match was especially eye-catching. For no other reason than his identity as one of the four groups, he was the only human in the four groups. However, compared to Ron's identity as a human, the audience was more interested in his Necromancy Magic.

Ron slowly stepped out of the arena and stood in the middle of the field. He took a deep breath. The arena was still bustling with noise and excitement, but today, many people cheered for Ron. Because of yesterday's display of strength, many of the audience looked at Ron with admiration.

"Ah--Ron, Ron's out! "He's so handsome …" An orc girl said happily. Her pretty face was full of intoxication.

"Miss, attention! Please pay attention to your words. Don't forget, you are a high level Orc, but he is only a low level human … " The moment the woman finished her sentence, a man from not too far away shouted.

"Hmph, what does which one of my likes have anything to do with you? I'm just obsessed with him, what's wrong? " The orc woman looked at him with disdain, "If you have the ability, go and fight him!"

"Eh …" The orc man's face turned red. With this strength, he had long participated in the young competition.

After giving the orc a hard look, the orc woman cupped her hands around her mouth and shouted, "Come on, Ron! Ron, come on... "

… ….

In the arena, Ron slowly tightened his grip on the orange-red bone staff, his hands covered in cold sweat. It would be false to say that he wasn't feeling nervous at the moment. After all, the other party was a terrifying magical beast of the tenth step.

At this moment, the gate in front of them slowly rose up. Not long after that, a figure slowly "swam" out.

The one who came out was a woman. Her upper body was similar to a human. She wore light armour made out of women's clothing, and her lower body had a long snake tail.

Ron looked up slowly, a delicate face reflected in his eyes, straight nose, gray eyes, eyes like a snake's, and the strangest thing was her long hair, all slender little snakes, hissing and hissing.

She was more than five meters long, and when she stood up she was more than two meters tall. Ron had to lift his head to see her face.

Medusa did not transform into her human form, but had instead directly manifested herself in the form of a Devil Snake. Standing in front of Ron, she gave off a violent and savage aura, causing people to shiver.

The match's judge was still the same as yesterday, although his strength was still considered decent, but with a ferocious magical beast standing beside him, he still felt very uncomfortable, so he coughed lightly, "Are both sides planning to fight?"

"Of course!" Ron nodded slightly and said in a low voice, "I won't back down!"

Medusa smiled faintly. If one did not look at her lower body, her devilish face and perfect figure was a fatal attraction for most men. One could only see her softly spitting out words.

"Hehe, ever since I obtained the list of participants, I almost wanted to give up. That's because I saw big sister Omicade's name on the list. To be honest, I'm not her match, but you … …" "Hehe …"

Medusa smiled slightly. A trace of contempt flashed across her eyes.

Ron chose to be silent. For the moment, anything he said was superfluous.

Medusa smiled slightly. She extended her sharp tongue and licked her lips, "Although some kind of Necromancy Magic of yours seems strong, it is still a piece of cake for me. This time around, the right to qualified is undoubtedly mine …"

At this time, the orc referee nodded his head and slowly said, "Since there are no objections from the two sides, then the match begins!"

Right after the Orc Judge spoke, Ron's hand moved. Without even chanting a spell, a bone lance shot out like lightning towards Medusa.

Medusa laughed softly as her hand lit up. Two dark-golden long swords unknowingly appeared in her hands. The long swords crossed each other and easily blocked the bone lances.

In the face of such a powerful enemy, Ron did not dare to be slow. He used the Fog Shadow Technique to quickly change his position, and at the same time, he waved the bone staff in his hand. The bone spears, bone spikes, bone arrows, and other long-ranged offensive weapons rained down.

Medusa laughed softly, "Do you have this kind of strength?" As she spoke, her body twisting like a snake, the two swords dancing side by side, she began to swing rapidly, neutralizing Ron's attacks, while at the same time she swung her huge snake tail and, with a strong wind, struck Ron in the waist.

The battle had turned white-hot from the start. The large round arena was filled with killing intent.

"Boom …" Boom … "Boom …"

Countless undead magic exploded from Medusa's side, and Medusa was not to be outdone. She countered with water magic, and the battle between both sides was extremely intense. Smoke and dust billowed in the Colosseum.

"The battle is too intense!" Both sides are not easy to deal with … " In the audience, a Beastman let out a sigh.

"I can't believe that human actually has that kind of strength. Fighting Medusa to death, this is … Is this really a human? " The other orc had a look of disbelief on his face.

"No matter what, humans cannot be a match for magical beasts. Watch carefully …" No matter how strong the humans were, the race's innate talent was there, unsurpassable. Of course, from the bottom of his heart, he did not want the humans, who he had always looked down upon, to ride on the heads of the beastmen.

Ever since Ron's battle with the Snow Wind Wolf, no one called Ron a "lucky boy" anymore. He was very, very strong!

In the central box of the Colosseum, Moran's eyes were fixed on Ron. Even the hand that was massaging his grandfather had stopped. She was proud of Ron's performance, but at the same time, she was also a little worried.

Salamon stared at it for a long time before sighing. "This boy is very strong!"

As the Ancestor of the Emperor, he could be considered to have come to a conclusion. At the same time, he said, "The rarest thing is that this brat is actually so young. He should only be 18 years old this year, right?"

"Yes, he just turned eighteen!" Du Tan slightly smiled, an undetectable light flashing across his eyes.

"Such a genius, how great would it be if he were a Beastman!" Salamon's face was filled with gentleness. "What a pity, he is a human …"

"Salamon, you're wrong to say that!" Riga glanced at him and laughed, "Whether it is an orc or a human, it is not a problem. The key is that he can be of use to me, hehe, as a beast emperor, you have to be magnanimous …"

"That's right!"

It was during his reign that he had greatly developed the human race's migration, making the Beastman Empire a prosperous country for immigrants. The number of humans now far exceeded that of the Beastmen, and in his eyes, the Beastmen were the same as the humans.

It was impossible for an entire country to be filled with soldiers. Beastmen were not good at producing, and before the introduction of humans, Beastmen were synonymous with poverty, rudeness, and greed.

The current orc empire had huge resources and manpower, and in terms of standard of living, it surpassed even the human race.

Dutan lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Phew …" "Huff …"

In the middle of the arena, the dust slowly dispersed, revealing Ron's skinny and frail body. He was breathing rapidly at the moment. Even with the soul ring, his soul power was almost limitless, but his physical strength was still weak and unavoidable.

Ron had already summoned a large number of Skeleton Bravehearts, but under the attack of Medusa's powerful "Icicle Tip", they were turned into a mass of powder. In front of Medusa's water magic, the number of skeletons was meaningless.

"Hehe, if this is all of your strength …" Medusa coldly laughed, "In that case, prepare to accept death!"

With that, she swam close to the ground and quickly appeared in front of him. She raised the long sword in her hand and stabbed out like a viper.

"Bone Shield!"

Ron quickly summoned the bone shield in front of him, and at this moment, he felt a pain in his hand. A cold light pierced through the bone shield. He dodged to the side, avoiding the danger of having his stomach ripped open.

"Fog Shadow Technique!"

Ron didn't dare to hesitate and immediately cast Mist Shadow and disappeared.

"What a strange necromancy spell!" Medusa watched helplessly as the human disappeared before her eyes. A trace of solemnity appeared on Medusa's face as she asked, "Where did this brat hide?"

At this time, not far behind Medusa, a powerful black light shot into the sky. It was mixed with an extremely terrifying aura and a majestic figure slowly rose from the teleportation formation. His two eyes emitted a faint green light.

"This... "What is this?"

"What a terrifying aura!"

"What did that human summon?"

Everyone in the audience was discussing this, and their eyes were filled with astonishment.

Not long after, a black knight wearing heavy armor and holding a long spear, riding a huge bone horse, stood in front of everyone.

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