"Foora, is there an opening in the Colosseum?"

Luke, who was sitting in the front row, took his eyes back from the confrontation with Zod and the accuser Ronan.

"Handicap?"

The female Kryptonian commander glanced around and noticed that there were quite a few guys in the audience sneaking around, scurrying back and forth in various positions.

They should be employees from peripheral casinos, looking around for customers to bet on.

As we all know, any competitive event cannot avoid breeding the spinach industry.

Even in the land of ignorance, it is no exception.

Moreover, the pre-publicity of this fight is high-profile enough and full of gimmicks.

A stake on a resource planet, Archon of the Kree Empire and Captain of the Xia Guard......

There are so many topics to discuss that have attracted countless audiences.

Besides, if the duel between Ronan the accuser and the captain of the Xia guard fighting swords.

The odds fluctuate very steadily, and there is nothing irritating.

The fierce collision between the dictatorship of the Nakri Empire and a passer-by dark horse who came out of nowhere is more interesting.

Although most viewers thought there was no suspense, the accuser Ronan had a big chance of winning.

But there is always a group of senior betting dogs who are hungry for amazing odds, ready to bet on the opposite side and win an upset.

In the gladiatorial arena, the two people facing each other have not yet started fighting.

The audience was in full swing and very positive.

"Do you really want to do this?"

Fuora hesitated.

It's not that she doesn't believe in her chief's strength.

Rather, among the virtues of Kryptonians, gambling is illegal and bad.

Especially if Zod knows about it, I'm afraid the consequences will be serious.

"It's just entertainment, don't worry too much."

Luke waved his hand, comforting the female Kryptonian commander.

"Besides, can you rebuild Krypton with your hands alone? Even with the resources provided by Gao Tianzun, for the reproduction of a civilization and a race, that is only insignificant. ”

Fuora looked confused, and finally got up silently.

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"You shouldn't have come?"

Ronan, the accuser, gripped his hammer and looked at Zod, who was not far away.

He thought that the other party would find a place to hide instead of going to the appointment on time.

After all, in the middle of the galaxy.

No one knows Ronan's murderous name, and no one knows.

"Kryptonians will not refuse challenges, let alone run away."

General Krypton's face was cold, and his metal armor hummed and vibrated like a lava volcano ready to erupt.

"Very well, I will bestow upon you the highest glory - to die under the warhammer of the Kree Empire."

There was a hint of appreciation in the eyes of Ronan, the accuser.

The Kree Empire is the leading military empire in the galaxy.

The Cree are also known for being belligerent and murderous.

They can slaughter all life on a planet without changing their faces, while respecting those who fight for their faith.

Zod didn't continue to talk nonsense, his pitch-black cloak was raised high, and his tall body took a sharp step.

Boom!

Invisible waves of qi rolled and galloped, spreading in all directions.

The space seemed to freeze suddenly, and General Krypton's every move seemed to slow down.

It's actually a visual confusion.

Zod's speed was extremely fast, turning into an unstoppable black figure.

Caught off guard, he burst towards the accuser, Ronan, with an aura of unparalleled arrogance.

For Kryptonian Generals, combat is always a life-and-death fight and bite.

There is no point to end, pay attention to martial virtue.

Say hello before you shoot, that's stupid!

"Huh."

The accuser, Ronan, let out a sneer and slashed directly at the hammer.

The air flow was squeezed into white flocculents, and a rumbling sound spread through the vast gladiatorial arena.

Wherever the Warhammer passed, it was as if space had collapsed, unleashing waves of destruction.

There was not the slightest fear in Zod's eyes, and he had no intention of avoiding his edge.

The right hand clenched into a fist, the muscles tensed, and the heavy force condensed on it.

In the next moment, the god-level weapon bestowed by the supreme wisdom collided with the iron fist of the Kryptonite.

Boom!

There was a loud bang.

The solid arena shook a few times, like an earthquake.

The ground under the feet of the two of them instantly bloomed into fine cracks, like an ever-expanding spider web.

The surging waves of air set off waves of dust, like a long dragon soaring into the air.

The deafening muffled sound came from near and far, irritating the fragile eardrums of all spectators in the arena.

"That's all?"

Affected by the force of the impact, Zod took a few steps back, withdrew his fist, and let out a taunt.

That long-handled war hammer is indeed indestructible.

It's a pity that it fell into the hands of the accuser, Ronan.

General Krypton's eyes were solemn, and he used his strength under his feet to crash into the other party again.

The earth cracked, and the ravines crisscrossed and crumbled.

In the time of a few breaths, the two figures exchanged hands with each other hundreds of times.

The terrifying sound waves, waving in circles of ripples visible to the naked eye.

In the face of such a violent attack, the accuser Ronan couldn't help but feel a suffocating pressure.

Zod's combat awareness is too good, and he can dodge the shockwaves fired by the warhammer just right every time.

Let this universal weapon be useless.

Moreover, the iron fist of the Kryptonians is extremely powerful.

If it weren't for the Warhammer condensing the energy shield, I'm afraid that Ronan the accuser would have been in danger several times and would have faced the bitter consequences of defeat.

"You're a tenacious warrior, it's a pity you met me!"

The Archon of the Kree Empire roared angrily, and the warhammer in his hand released heavy pressure.

The air seemed to become viscous, and Zod felt a powerful force field.

It was like being stuck in a swamp and mud, and it was as if there was a majestic mountain overhead.

This is a god-level weapon forged by supreme wisdom, and one of its own abilities.

Manipulate gravity, absorb energy, create force fields, and emit shock waves......

The supreme wisdom of the Kree Empire, which named the warhammer "universal weapon", can be said to be worthy of the name.

Seizing the rare opportunity, Ronan the accuser goes on the offensive.

Hands clenched, warhammers raised.

With terrifying power, it bombarded directly into Zod's chest.

The metal armor from Krypton directly burst into a few cracks, and then turned into powder.

Before Zod could react, he was beaten into the sky.

He felt a sharp pain all over his body, and his eyes flashed with stars, as if he had been hit head-on by a space battleship.

In a drowsy dizziness, Zod quickly slammed down below.

There was another boom.

The earth shook.

The gladiator's sturdy alloy walls nearly burst through, revealing a deep humanoid dent.

"Greet death!"

Ronan, the accuser, soared into the air, like a predatory falcon, and pounced on Zod, who fell to the ground.

The black armor that covered the surface of the body hummed and screamed.

The hissing air writhing like a swarm of snakes reflected the consuls of the Kree Empire like gods and demons.

Rumble!

Violent energy, like ignited explosives, unleashed terrifying waves of destruction.

Flora, who was sitting in the front row, felt a pang in her heart and couldn't help but stand up.

She didn't expect that General Zod would accidentally give the accuser Ronan the opportunity to fall into an extremely dangerous situation.

"Phoora, you underestimate the will of a Kryptonian general."

Luke's expression was indifferent, as steady as Mount Tai.

Zod is also a strong man who can live with him for a few rounds, and he will not lose to Ronan, an accuser who relies on his weapon ability.

There was silence in the arena, and the people in the audience stood up, poking their heads out, trying to see the situation.

The battle can be described as ups and downs, and Ronan, the accuser who was favored by the public at first, fell into a passive beating.

Zod became a dark horse in one fell swoop and showed his talents.

When the scales of victory fell in favor of General Krypton, the consuls of the Kree Empire fought back and delivered a fatal blow to the other side by surprise.

The smoke and dust slowly dispersed, revealing a vague figure.

"Ho Ho ......"

Zod, who smashed into the alloy wall, opened his palms and squeezed the hammer tightly between the lightning and flint.

The furious energy sliced through the steel-hard skin of the Kryptonians like knives.

The wound was so deep that Bai Sensen's bones could almost be seen.

Tick! Tick!

Scarlet blood sprayed on Zod's face, making his face even more hideous.

Despite losing his right arm, Kryptonian General was able to block Ronan's ferocious blow.

Click! Click!

Zord gritted his teeth and pushed the hammer out of the way.

Revealing those eyes full of anger and perseverance.

"It's my turn."

He spat out the words coldly.