Pampered Beasts: Beautiful Actress, Many Children, Many Blessings

As the saying goes, when soldiers come, generals will block them; when water comes, earth will dam it. She was confident that there would always be a way out, so there was no need to worry too much.

Not long after she returned to her seat, Junsong's competition officially began.

With the sound of a gong, the iron gates on both sides of the arena opened, and Junsong and Caonu walked out one on each side.

Junsong was still wearing his previous clothes, which were warm enough but not very agile. He walked out slowly, looking more like he was there to admire the flowers than to fight.

On the other hand, Cao Nu, shirtless and revealing his muscular physique, took a big step into the arena, pounding his chest with his fists and letting out excited howls, seemingly cheering himself on and showing off his strength to everyone.

In just the opening act, Jun Song was completely outclassed, and the casinos on both sides were packed again, with many people raising their bets. "Add! Add another fifty high-grade crystals for Cao Nu!"

"I'll also buy ten more high-grade crystals from the Grass Slave!"

"I'll offer one hundred high-grade crystals to Cao Nusheng!"

If it weren't for the fact that a 100 to 1 winning ratio is already the absolute limit, the price would probably have gone up even further with this increase.

Cao Nu was clearly pleased with the crowd's enthusiasm. After shouting and circling around three times, he finally looked directly at Jun Song, raised his middle finger high, then lowered it heavily, and roared at the top of his lungs, "You, kneel down and beg me!"

Jun Song clearly didn't have such a loud voice; from a distance, all that could be seen was his lips moving, but it was impossible to hear what he said. However, after he finished speaking, Cao Nu flew into a rage, slamming his hands together and roaring, "I'm going to smash your brains and smear them all over the entire arena!"

Before he finished speaking, he took heavy steps and launched an attack on Junsong.

He was incredibly imposing, each step he took heavily on the arena floor, shaking the stands and making the spectators dance with excitement.

"This is the smell!"

"It's electrifying! The clash of power and speed, wow, that's amazing!"

"Smash him! Smash his head and let his blood splatter all over the arena!"

This male orc's primal instincts, usually bound by various rules and playing all sorts of roles, are finally released in the arena.

The crowd was so excited and jumping that Xixi's view was completely blocked, but she didn't want to join in the bouncing and reveling with these men.

In that moment of hesitation, a chorus of boos suddenly erupted.

"Hey big guy, charge! Why aren't you moving?"

"Are you even capable? It's only been a short while, and you're already impotent?"

"That's it? That's it! What a load of crap! I was so excited! And this is it?!"

In the stands, the standing spectators gradually sat down, and Xixi finally saw what was happening below the field.

Cao Nu was lying on the ground, panting heavily. Judging from his posture, he seemed to have fallen, and he had fallen on his own, since Jun Song was some distance away from him and the two had not touched each other.

Jun Song stood still, calmly looking at his opponent. His lips moved as if he were asking something, but Cao Nu roared, "I won't admit defeat! I absolutely won't admit defeat!"

Immediately afterwards, he struggled to his feet and charged at Junsong once again.

This time, with no obstruction to her view, Xixi could see clearly that Junsong remained motionless, standing calmly in place, while Caonu fell heavily to the ground again when he was still five steps away from him.

Moreover, the way he fell was very strange; he tripped over his own feet with his left foot, actually tripping himself up.

This time, he wasn't as lucky as the first time. He fell at a bad angle, and there was a cracking sound, as if something had broken off.

Immediately afterwards, Cao Nu clutched his buttocks tightly and howled in pain.

Jun Song strolled forward as if taking a leisurely walk, stopping two steps away from Cao Nu. His lips moved once more, but this time Cao Nu did not roar out; he remained silent.

Someone who could read lips immediately translated, "He said, the outcome is decided, I don't want to hurt anyone, you should surrender!"

"Damn it! The grass slave surrendered, what about my crystals?"

"We can't surrender! Why should he surrender? We haven't even started fighting yet, and he's already tripped and fallen twice. Is he putting on a show for me?!"

"Exactly! He's a slave in the arena. If we don't make him surrender, he'll never surrender! Get up, go up there and beat him up! Smash his head!"

"The arena clearly stipulates that if a gladiator is a free person, he or she can surrender at any time, and his or her opponent cannot continue to harm him or her after he or she surrenders; but if he or she is a slave, unless the vast majority of the audience agrees, he or she must continue to fight until he or she dies!" When placing the bet, Yin You had taken a few more glances at the rules of the arena, and now that he saw Xi Xi's confusion, he explained it to her.

Xi Xi frowned. "If you say that, wouldn't that be very unfair to the slaves?"

After all, these people have all bet on Cao Nu to win. Getting them to agree to Cao Nu's surrender is tantamount to giving up their own crystals, which is absolutely impossible!

People were still cursing, hoping that Cao Nu would win while simultaneously hurling insults at him, including all sorts of offensive and vulgar language.

Xixi frowned, suppressing her discomfort, hoping that the competition would end soon so that she could fulfill her promise to Junsong and never come to this place again.

This rule is inhumane. Simply put, once you become a slave, even if you win one or two games, or even ten or a hundred games, who can guarantee that you will keep winning?

They will eventually be defeated by the stronger, and they will not even have the right to admit defeat. They will die tragically in the arena and eventually be forgotten by people.

She felt sympathy for these slaves, but was powerless to do anything about it. As a tourist, she didn't even have permanent residency in Yunyao City, let alone care about the arena. How many people's interests would be affected by that, and how many open and hidden attacks would she encounter?

She was long past the age of youthful impetuosity, and there was no way she would step in to help those in need. All she wanted was to protect her family and children and live a peaceful life, and that would be enough for her.

Just as Xixi was sighing, she saw Cao Nu forcefully stand up again and stumble towards Jun Song. It was clear that not only were his steps disordered, but his eyes were also unfocused. He no longer roared and, like a lamb destined to die, he rushed towards his destination in a daze.

However, this time, unlike the previous two times, he did not fall to the ground quickly. He approached Junsong step by step, and almost grabbed him several times.

Clearly, Junsong was no match for him in terms of speed and could only rely on his agile movements to narrowly avoid him.

In terms of strength, Jun Song would be no match for him. A punch that heavy enough to leave a crater the size of a bowl on the ground would likely cause brains to splatter if it landed solidly.