Overlord: Start from the Goblin Lair.

Chapter 109 She is simply superhuman
"It's not really advice, it's just my personal opinion." After knowing who the person in front of her was, Ivy also restrained herself a little. "We are adventurers. The following fight is not a particularly exciting scene for us."

Hendricks rubbed the three large gold rings on his fingers. "Oh? Is this different from a fight in the wild? Isn't it a fight of life and death?"

"You have misunderstood what 'life and death fight' means, sir." Sera looked at the three dire wolves below who had already started feasting. "This can only be called dinner."

"This lady does seem to have the right to speak," Hendricks's eyes lingered on Sera's muscular body for a while, and suddenly he laughed out loud, "Interesting, interesting!"

"To be honest, I have hardly ever left Rose City in my life, so I really don't know what encounters and adventures in the wild are like! Miss, are you interested in giving me a demonstration, so that a mediocre businessman like me who has never seen the world can see the big scene?"

Adjectives like "unsophisticated" and "mediocre" should never be used to describe Yuniel Cindy Hendrix, at least the people of Rose City would never think so now.

But Sera didn't understand the modesty and slight reluctance in it. Of course, even if she understood it, she wouldn't care.

"Okay, but these three are too boring," Sera stood up and walked around the audience who had already started to leave and walked to the front row, "Is there anything more exciting?"

"Miss, you should defeat the three below first," Hendricks smiled faintly and waved to find a waiter, "Go tell the owner here to arrange another dire wolf fight, and the challenger is this brave lady."

"Yes, sir." Hendricks seemed to be a frequent visitor here. The waiter agreed immediately and walked to Sera's side. "What weapons and protective gear do you need? We can prepare them for you."

There were civilians who thought anyone could do anything and they didn't know what they were capable of. The waiters were not surprised. There were no inside stories in this temporary "fight", and the arena would try its best to provide all the equipment required by the opponent, which were all intact or even brand new.

But this still cannot prevent the challenger from sliding into the beast's stomach; and those challengers who are fully armed and well prepared will not receive any honor or reward, only the boos of disappointed audiences and the claim bill from the organizers.

"Weapons and protective gear? To fight against these big dogs?" Sera didn't care at all and immediately started to take off her coat. "Hold it for me. I can't let the new one Ivy bought for me get dirty."

"I'll be back as soon as I go!"

Following Sera's loud shout, all the spectators still in the arena stopped and turned around, and then they saw an agile figure holding up the guardrail and jumping down!

"Did she really jump?!" Hendrix and Constance stood up nervously, looking in amazement at Sera who jumped into the battle circle and charged at the three dire wolves without any pause.

"This is not a performance." Ivy sat there calmly, without any surprise.

"Look carefully, Constance, at the ridiculousness of your 'fruit of courage and wisdom.'"

Anyone who has fought alongside Sera or battled with her would have no complaints about Sera's strength, but the latter generally do not have the opportunity to comment.

The dire wolves were larger, savager, and smarter than ordinary gray wolves. Three gladiators were not enough to satisfy them. So when they saw another dinner coming, they howled and rushed over. They would be full soon, and what fed them was Sera's flesh and bones - or more precisely, her fists.

"The dire wolves are using their ribs and bellies to attack Sera's fists and elbows! Oh my god, she can't handle this kind of continuous attack!"

Driver's shrill and loud voice rang out in the arena. The goblin hunter would not miss such an opportunity to stir up trouble.

In the audience, cheers and screams rose one after another. These citizens had never seen such a level of fighting before. The longest distance they had walked in their lives was probably the distance from home to the arena. When Sera left the field, their emotions were mobilized as never before.

Compared with the brutal battles from the northern barbarians, the rivers of blood in the arena are just a tasteless substitute. This kind of battle is worth the price of admission!

“Ka—ba—”

As the last dire wolf screamed at the top of its lungs, Sera grabbed its upper and lower jaws with her iron hands and used her chest to expand, tearing off its entire lower jawbone. At this moment, cheers from the audience rang out like thunder, one wave after another!
"it is good!"

The spice merchant Hendricks' blood pressure was finally about to exceed his blood lipids and blood sugar. This 200-pound ball suddenly stood up and threw a whole bag of bulging gold coins down.

His action woke the audience up from a dream, and they threw large amounts of flowers, perfumes, and coins down to the crowd as if they were free. This scene of thousands of arrows flying at once was even more difficult for Sera to deal with than the three dire wolves. She had to be extremely alert to dodge them in order to avoid being hit on the head and bleeding from the enthusiasm of the audience.

"Ivy! Is this normal?" Sera ran away with her head in her hands, shouting upwards.

She jumped down, the gladiator's passage was not open at all. And now she can't climb up!
"This is normal!" Ivy responded loudly from above, "You can pick it up, or wait for the waiter to pick it up - the gladiatorial law stipulates that everything that falls into the pool belongs to the gladiator himself. Even if it is a slave, his master cannot take it away in any way!"

"This is what we call a proper gladiatorial fight!"

"She's simply superhuman!" Constance sat back in her seat with a blank look in her eyes. "Are all your companions like this? Are all the dangers you have to face like dire wolves?"

"It's much more dangerous than this," Ivy said, hugging her cousin's shoulders with a smile, "You can never imagine the scene where we fought the King of the Madwugs, the Swampmaws, the Sea of ​​Ghouls, the Demon Ghosts, and the bandits in the Gobi Desert! It was much more exciting than this!"

"Just three dire wolves, she doesn't even need weapons!"

If this had been said before Sera left, Constance would have thought Ivy was bragging, but now that Ivy was talking about this, it was like stating a fact.

(End of this chapter)