The host said excitedly: "Is there anyone who is willing to challenge the Lion King?"

He asked several times in a row, but no one was willing to stand up. Obviously, at this time, everyone knew that although the money was tempting, it was still a life. The Lion King was just a meat grinder. Whoever entered would die, and he would die miserably.

When the host saw this situation, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed and said, "It seems that the Lion King's defense is about to end today!"

But at this moment, Han Yang turned around and looked at Ling Zhuqing, and compared her with a strange gesture, "When you see me comparing this gesture, you can save me. In other situations, no matter what happens to me, you are not allowed to take action!"

Ling Zhuqing frowned when she heard this and looked at him with confusion.

Han Yang didn't say much and stood up directly. He Zhiyuan next to him saw him standing up and asked in confusion: "Brother, what are you going to do?"

Han Yang glanced at him, pointed to the iron cage below, and said lightly: "I'll go and meet this beast!"

He Zhiyuan's face changed drastically, and he looked at him with disbelief, "Brother, you... are you crazy, are you going to die?"

Han Yang smiled coldly and looked at him and said lightly: "Don't worry about this, remember, I will win if I buy it!"

After saying that, he walked out directly. When he walked down the steps, he took a death mask from a seat next to him and put it on his face. The reason why he did this was that he did not want to reveal his identity. After experiencing the Taixuan Tao incident last time, many practitioners probably knew him.

When He Zhiyuan saw this scene, he couldn't help but be stunned, looking stunned.

Ling Zhuqing looked calm, but she didn't understand what Han Yang said to him before, so why did she save him by herself? With his cultivation level, killing the Lion King is easy to turn against her palm!

When Xue Yunshuang and Yang Erqing saw Han Yang walking down, a look of surprise appeared on their faces, but then they looked at them with anticipation.

At this moment, they all hoped that Han Yang would kill this cruel Lion King.

When Han Yang slowly walked down the steps, few people noticed him. It was not until he walked under the iron cage that several workers noticed him. Immediately, a young man in his thirties came over and looked at him with a little disbelief: "Sir, are you... you are here to challenge the Lion King?"

Han Yang looked at him through the mask of the God of Death, without saying anything, and nodded lightly.

Seeing this, the young man was immediately overjoyed and shouted to the golden host on the side: "Brother Chen, is there anyone else to challenge the Lion King?"

"What?" The host was shocked when he heard this, turned to look at Han Yang. Seeing Han Yang wearing a death mask, he frowned slightly,

He shouted and said, "Dear viewers, there is another warrior who wants to challenge the Lion King. Please applaud this warrior's courage!"

Han Yang's face with the mask of death and his entire person were instantly cut on the big screen. Many people on the audience were shocked when they saw it. Someone measured Han Yang in the screen and said with confusion: "No, isn't this kid a fool, and he dared to challenge the Lion King, and he was impatient. He was annoyed?"

"That's it! Look at his little body, Lion King,

You can tear him with just one hand!"

But some people also said: "You should not behave like a person. This kid looks so calm. Maybe he is really capable, but why should he wear a mask of death?"

Immediately, there were many discussions in the audience, some cheering loudly, and some shouting, asking the Lion King to kill Han Yang and other words.

He Zhiyuan looked at Han Yang on the screen and felt a little bad. He looked shocked and murmured: "Brother, is he deliberately seeking death when he came here today?"

Thinking of this, he looked at the faces of Ling Zhuqing's three girls, and the three girls looked very calm, without any worry. He couldn't help but be shocked and wondered, "No, what are their reactions?" Isn't he their friend? Are they not worried?"

After hearing the host's words, the Lion King opened his cold eyes and looked at Han Yang outside the cage. He looked at Han Yang a few times, and a disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He made a throat-cutting gesture to Han Yang.

Han Yang glanced at him, snorted, and ignored him.

At this time, these staff members were already busy. Finally, the final result came out. Someone handed it to the host with a note. When the host saw it, his face was shocked. Then he laughed a few times and shouted to the audience: "Audiences, your opportunity has come, this game,

The odds of losing the Lion King are one to ten, while the odds of winning the Lion King are one to one!”

As soon as he said this, there was a swearing sound from the audience. Obviously everyone thought there was no suspense in this decisive battle. It must be the Lion King that won. The odds given by the Colosseum were too small and they couldn't make much money.

Of course, there were also a few people observing Han Yang to see if he could see a trace of his potential to win from him. Unfortunately, they looked at it for a while but couldn't see anything. The reason was that Han Yang had a death mask on his face, and they could not see more expressions except their eyes.

Although the odds are 1 to 10, which is very attractive, many people dare not take risks because they believe that Han Yang will definitely lose. Once Han Yang wins, the money will be in vain to the Colosseum.

But even so, a small number of people with gamblers have put a lot of money on Han Yang because they believe that this kid is so thin and that after seeing the massacre of the Lion King in front, he still dared to challenge the Lion King, which obviously has some support.

He Zhiyuan looked at Han Yang on the big screen with a heavy expression. He really didn't want to see Han Yang being dispelled by the Lion King's cruel limbs like the four people before. Therefore, when the beautiful receptionist came over, he sighed repeatedly.

But at this moment, Ling Zhuqing, who was beside him, suddenly looked at the beautiful receptionist and said, "Come here!"

The beautiful receptionist's face changed immediately, and then walked over. She looked at Ling Zhuqing's three girls with respect, "Miss, what are your instructions?"

Ling Zhuqing looked at her and asked coldly: "I ask you, what is the highest bet here?"

"This..." The beautiful receptionist was a little surprised, but she smiled and said, "There is no upper limit!"
Chapter completed!