Mo Xuan was taken away, and Jun Feiran naturally sat on the platform.
And Mo Xuanxuan's name also appeared on the drawing board not far away.
The next person to come up was Mo Xuan.
It was the first time for the people around to see this person, who was dressed very neatly, looked pretty good, and had an obviously extraordinary aura, coming to compete in the slave arena.
Although they were all wondering why this man was not like the other slaves, they came here to have fun and seek excitement, so they didn't care anymore.
Mo Xuan stood on the arena, his eyes fixed on the shirtless man in front of him.
Many people saw that Mo Xuan, such a thin boy, was fighting against a strong man who was twice his size. They all felt that he could not win.
Many people were saying that he was doomed to lose.
Jun Feiran didn't care whether Mo Xuan could win this battle.
After all, he wanted him dead in the first place.
But when he was drinking tea, Mo Xuan suddenly threw the man over his shoulder and knocked him to the ground.
The man wanted to continue, but was suppressed by Mo Xuan almost every time.
It lasted for a long time before the man barely managed to injure his face.
Mo Xuan's cheek was bleeding, but because of this, his eyes suddenly darkened, and before the man could react, he beat him so hard that he could not move.
This scene was unexpected by everyone.
He was a very skinny and seemingly disorganized kid, but he still won.
Even Jun Feiran's expression changed.
I thought it would be easy to kill him, but I didn't expect that this Mo Xuan actually had some skills.
It seems that it won’t be so easy to kill him today.
I didn't want to dirty my hands originally, but now I'm afraid I have to.
Almost none of the slaves that followed could gain any benefit from Mo Xuan, and almost every one of them was easily dealt with by him.
He did have a lot of wounds on his body, but he seemed to be getting stronger and stronger as he fought.
Many people were also shocked and put their silver on Mo Xuan.
Jun Feiran, who had been able to drink calmly before, now had a dark face and stared at Mo Xuan on the field with sinister eyes.
Mo Xuan seemed to feel the boy's gaze and looked over.
Prince Xichen, you want me to die so much, but I just can't die. Are you feeling very uncomfortable?
The owner of the competition arena also saw that the situation had suddenly changed. He was afraid that the young man would fight alone until the last round, and then almost all the other slaves would not have to play.
He also let them rest after stopping this game.
Let another group of slaves come up.
Jun Xiangxiang, whom Du Chen had been looking for for a long time, also arrived here in a carriage.
She hid in the corner and glanced behind her cautiously.
Fortunately, she was smart and ran into a carriage, otherwise, those aunties and strong men would have chased me!
One look at these people and you know they are not good people, and they might be kidnapped.
But where did the carriage take her?
When she was trying to come down stealthily.
A man who looked like a servant happened to see Jun Xiangxiang.
He immediately said, "Sir, why is there a little girl?"
The man beside him raised his eyebrows a little: "He must have run up suddenly!"
The servant continued, "What should we do then?"
The man smiled and said, "Since we're already here at this slave competition, let's not waste it. Let her join in!"
The servant said: "But, this little girl, so young, isn't she going to die?"
The man said disdainfully: "Why do you care so much? What? You want to go up?"
The servant shook his head.
He pulled Jun Xiangxiang over and pushed him and another slave inside.
After thinking about it, Jun finally understood what was going on.
Did she escape from human traffickers and end up falling into the clutches of the tiger again?
People are so evil!
She didn't expect it!
[It’s over, it’s over! They’re still asking me to enter the arena to fight!]
[They are all strong men. If you just pick me up, I will lose my fighting power! ]
Can I run?
She struggled to leave, but the boy had already grabbed her collar.
Now that the registration is completed, Jun Xiangxiang has been placed on the side of the slaves, waiting to go on stage.
It was the first time for the slaves around to see a little girl slave fighting. Isn't this courting death?
Jun Feiran, who was drinking tea in the stands, felt a tightness in his heart.
Isn’t this the little girl’s voice?
Why is this little thing here?
And he even entered the competition, what's going on?
Didn’t he ask Du Chen to keep an eye on it?
He immediately stood up and looked over, and happened to see Jun Xiangxiang's small figure. His face suddenly turned dark.
Let’s not talk about whether the little girl will die if she goes on stage, let’s just say she is injured.
If the emperor knew about this, he would definitely give him a beating.
Moreover, if the little girl died, he would not be able to know who the heroine was, and the same would be true for the future.
He walked downstairs with a gloomy face, ready to find the owner.
Du Chen also rushed over at this time and said anxiously: "Your Highness, the little princess is missing!"
Jun Feiran gnashed his teeth and said, "Of course I know. I asked you to look after her, and yet you lost her!"
"Well, now this girl has been brought to the competition arena!"
"If anything happens to her, I'll make you pay with your life!"
Du Chen looked unhappy and didn't dare to say anything else.
He really didn't do it well.
Jun Feiran has already found the mastermind of the game.
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