This time it was Sangran who took the initiative, because he wanted to continue to consume Barrant, he couldn't afford it, he bled too much, and his physical strength was too much. Barrant wanted to keep going with Sangran because it would give him an advantage, but Sangran wasn't what he thought he would. Therefore, when Sanglan's prisoners of war cut through the sky and slashed at Barrant, Barrant was already prepared, and when he saw his body move to the left, he easily dodged the opponent's attack.

With the Sangran battle axe in hand, he naturally had an advantage, but this also restrained his speed, so Barant dodged his attacks with his agile body, and he couldn't do anything about it.

The two of them fought back and forth like this, but they were always inferior.

Suddenly, the two fell into a stalemate again.

This is the last thing the audience outside the stadium wants to see, they need exciting and hot scenes, what is the matter with two people stalemate?

"Mom, haven't you two eaten? Can you make some effort? ”

"Barbarian, use all your strength to kill this Persian."

"This brother, I'm optimistic about you, come on, stoning this brute to death."

The crowd outside the arena yelled, this duel was much hotter than the previous three, and they also knew very well that this was the finale of the duel, so the atmosphere was even stronger.

"Your Highness, if you go on like this, you're going to lose." Yan Zhuang said with a smile on the side.

The advantages and disadvantages of Sangran and Barrant are obvious, and if there is a stalemate for a long time, Barrant will have the upper hand, which is very disadvantageous for Sangran.

"It's a good thing to lose once, you always win, and there's nothing fun in this gambling fight." Li Hong said unashamedly. However, in several gambling fights with outsiders, he really did not lose.

Yan Zhuang was so choked that he didn't know how to answer, rolled his eyes, and stopped paying attention to Li Hong. Only Cheng Dazhi stared at the two people in the gladiatorial arena nervously, looking very worried. Because he didn't want Yan Zhuang, he was only optimistic about Barrant for the sake of gambling, and he was optimistic about Barrant because he felt that if Barrant was trained well, he would become the pillar of the gladiatorial arena.

As for Sanglan, who has the same strength, it is not in his consideration.

Sangran's strength in all aspects is indeed no worse than Barrant, but because of his important identity as a Tubo person, Cheng Dazhi is very jealous, and he doesn't dare to use him boldly like Barrant.

In the gladiatorial arena, Barrant has been using his agile body to dodge Sangland's slashes, and his tactic is very simple, which is to consume Sangland's physical strength in this way, and then punch the opponent to death.

However, after a long attack, Sangran seemed to understand Barrant's intentions, and saw him raise his tomahawk high and slash it on the ground, and the tomahawk slashed into the gladiatorial arena for half a foot, and then Sangran got up and shouted at Barrant with his bare hands, "Come on, let's fight fairly!" ”

Since the tomahawk is of little use to himself, why should he use it as a trick for Barant?

That's why Sangran made such a move, abandoning his weapons and preparing to fight Barrant hand-to-hand. If he used a tomahawk to duel with Barrant, he would lose nine times out of ten, but with Barrant hand-to-hand, he had a forty percent chance of winning.

Seeing this, Li Hong smiled and said, "It's a bit bold, and it's indeed a person worth cultivating." ”

Veterans of a hundred battles know how to make trade-offs on the battlefield in order to save their lives, and now Sangland's actions are better proof of this. If you have a tomahawk in your hand, you may not be able to win against the other party, so why not find another way to expand your chances of winning?

Cheng Dazhi and Yan Zhuang were a little puzzled when they saw that Sangelan had discarded the tomahawk.

"With Barrant's skills, Sangran may not be able to defeat him in a short period of time, and once he is in a stalemate with Barrant, his physical exertion will be greater than that of Barrant, so he can only lose in the end, so he will make such a choice." Li Hong explained, "A person who can make trade-offs with the battlefield situation and expand his winning possibilities is an outstanding general." ”

Hearing Li Hong's explanation, Yan Zhuang was surprised, "He's just a slave, how can he know so much?" ”

"Practice makes perfect, and with more sticks, it's natural to think of that." Li Hong said lightly.

"What a talent!" Cheng Dazhi said on the side.

"Look, huh?" Li Hong asked with a smile.

"Indeed." Cheng Dazhi replied with a smile, "But even so, his chances of winning are not very big." ”

"Just because he can make such a choice, just because he has this courage, he is ten times stronger than Barrant." Li Hong said appreciatively.

"Why don't you stop this game and let him come to see you?" Cheng Dazhi asked.

Li Hong smiled, "Although he is a talent, but it is not to the point where Lone wants to end the game for him, he wants to win this game, Lone is willing to cultivate him, if he loses this game, it is not worth spending time and money on him." ”

After listening to Li Hong's words, Cheng Dazhi nodded slightly, and stopped talking.

"It's a pity!" Yan Zhuang sighed, "Such a talent is a Tubo slave. ”

"Yes! It's a pity! Cheng Dazhi also sighed.

He regretted it now, if he had known that Sangran was so capable, he should have cultivated him earlier.

For the future operation of the gladiatorial arena, Cheng Dazhi has made an in-depth analysis and came to the conclusion that the gladiatorial arena must have its own iconic gladiators, so as to stabilize the audience.

Now that one finally came out, but he was going to die in the gladiatorial arena, Cheng Dazhi regretted it in his heart!

In the gladiatorial arena, Barrant was also surprised to see Sangran discard his tomahawk and want to fight him hand-to-hand, and he knew very well what it meant to have a tomahawk in the gladiatorial arena.

However, he didn't have time to think about why Sangran was like this, and he saw that Sangran's huge body had already rushed towards him, and at the same time, Sangran's iron fist had already smashed into him.

The power of this punch was accumulated for a long time, because the speed was too fast, Barrant didn't have time to dodge, so he could only swing out a hard punch, and met Sangran's fist and threw a punch.

Bang!

The two fists collided with a crisp sound.

Sanglan's body took two steps back, his face a little pale, obviously because of the physical exertion. Barrant took four steps back in a row to gain a foothold, and while gasping for breath, his face was flushed, obviously suffering a lot of internal injuries.

One punch smashed Barrant out of internal injuries, this punch is too powerful, right?

"Wow-"

There was a whistling sound in the arena, and the crowd outside the arena praised Sangland's punch. In fact, this battle scene is too exciting, too visually impactful, they can't be excited!