The audience at the scene knew that although this bobblehead doll was only a level 5 zombie, its strength was stronger than most level 6 quasi-martial artists, and its speed was only a secondary reason.

The most important reason is that he has a ability that other zombies don't have: resurrection.

To put it bluntly, his self-healing ability is super strong, even if his head is pierced, he can recover in a very short time.

The weakness of the zombie is the head, and now his head can be restored in a short time even if it explodes, how can this be beaten?

The live DJ stirred up the emotions of the audience.

"We all know that the biggest feature of bobbleheads is not speed, but ......"

"Resurrection!"

Most of the audience shouted in unison.

Although they were shocked by Zhang Fan's ability, for humans who could not be resurrected after death, they were still more curious about the resurrection ability of this zombie.

Seeing that the audience's emotions were so high, the DJ immediately said, "Let's count dozens together." ”

"Ten-"

"Nine-"

"Eight-"

……

This time, the emotions of all the audience at the scene were mobilized.

Even Zhang Fan's students looked at the bobblehead doll that fell to the ground and turned in half.

As soon as they came to worry about Zhang Fan, in case the bobblehead doll was resurrected again, Zhang Fan wanted to deal with it again, I am afraid it would not be so easy.

Second, I am also very excited, how lucky I must be to witness the resurrection of a zombie whose head has been cut in half.

Zhang Fan sneered and waited for the audience to finish counting.

"Three-"

By the time I counted to three, the DJ's voice had improved by a few points.

The voices of the audience were also more excited.

"Two—"

The DJ's voice has been raised again.

The audience is also getting more excited.

"One—"

The DJ was almost hoarse.

The audience also seemed to be beaten with chicken blood.

Gao Dashao kept stuffing popcorn into his mouth, choked on it, and sprayed directly on the heads of the audience in front of him.

But the audience didn't even notice it.

"Resurrection—"

The DJ's voice is full of explosive power.

"Resurrection—"

The voices of all the audience are also full of explosiveness.

It seems to be able to lift the dome of the Colosseum.

However, when they shouted this, they saw that in the center of the field, the two halves of the bobblehead doll were still two halves, and there was no sign of resurrection at all.

DJs are a little weird, they used to be resurrected in ten seconds, but what's wrong with it today?

Maybe it was cut in half, the wound was a bit too big, and it would take longer to resurrect.

Thinking about it like this, he quickly explained: "The wound is too big and it will take longer, so we will pour dozens more." ”

"Ten-"

"Nine—"

"Eight-"

The audience joined him in counting down to ten again.

However, when their "resurrection" was shouted again, the bobblehead still did not move.

The audience was a little puzzled.

"What's going on?"

"Isn't it possible to resurrect in ten seconds?"

"It's been almost half a minute, and there's not even a bit of movement."

"Isn't it really dead?"

"It's never been like this before."

In the confusion of everyone, the DJ was also confused.

The heart said big brother, you got up.

If you don't get up, I'll be a big loser.

"It seems that this bobblehead doll has been awake for too long and wants to sleep more. Then let's rewind dozens of numbers. Ten-"

The DJ made a joke to ease his embarrassment.

The audience followed him and counted down again.

Zhang Fan was impatient.

Is Nima still finished?

I want to heal myself when I am split by my carbon nanosteel shadow blade, and I dream.

Without waiting for them to finish counting, Zhang Fan directly bent down and pulled out the blood core from the left half of the head of the doll.

Then he stood up and walked slowly towards the production.

The audience was stunned.

Whether it is for zombies, monsters, or warriors, the blood core is extremely important.

Without a blood core, there is only a dead end.

Now that the bobblehead doll's blood core has been taken away, it is naturally impossible for him to resurrect it.

"This ......"

The DJ was so surprised that he didn't know how to explain it.

The audience was extremely surprised, and they all started talking.

"He took the blood core, and the bobblehead was really killed!"

"The bobblehead doll who is known to be unkillable, why was he killed?"

"Doesn't the bobblehead doll heal itself, why did it fail when it came to him?"

"Holy, what a!"

Zhang Fan's students were also extremely shocked.

This teacher of mine is too perverted.

At the age of 17, he will draw a knife and cut it to its fullest;

As a level 5 quasi-martial artist, challenge a level 5 zombie, and it is also a bobblehead doll comparable to a level 6 quasi-martial artist, and kill it;

The bobblehead doll could have been resurrected, but under his knife, he died obediently......

This pile, one by one, is all so shocking.

The four of them have been squirrels for more than ten years, with their nostrils facing the sky, and they can't look down on anyone.

Only for the strong people, they will admire.

And now, the strength shown by Zhang Fan has completely convinced these four guys.

People with such strength are teachers, and I believe that their strength can also improve by leaps and bounds.

"Wen Shao, why don't we ask Zhang Fan to go back?"

"What else Zhang Fan, call the teacher!"

"Yes, yes, yes, we ask Mr. Zhang to go back and teach us, maybe one day, we can be as awesome as him."

"He doesn't know that the academy has reinstated him yet, and we told him that he should go back with us immediately."

Speaking of this, Wen Dashao patted Gao Dashao, who was frantically stuffing popcorn into his mouth, and said, "Let's go!" ”

With such a shot, Wen Dashao's mouthful of popcorn squirted out again.

Poof-

Once again, it sprayed the audience in front of it.

The audience was watching the replay of Zhang Fan's battle against the bobblehead doll in the sky above the Colosseum, and subconsciously touched his head and touched a few popcorns.

He didn't even think about it, and stuffed it into his mouth.

……

Zhang Fan returned to the passage, and when the gladiators in the rooms on both sides of the passage saw Zhang Fan coming back, they poked their heads out of the windows on the door and looked at Zhang Fan.

This time, they didn't speak again.

Because they knew that no matter what they said, Zhang Fan would not pay attention to them.

The only thing they could do was to pay attention to Zhang Fan.

In this world where strength is respected, no matter where you go, as long as you have strength, you will be respected.

And Zhang Fan killed the bobblehead doll that they couldn't do, so he would naturally be respected by them.

Meanwhile, in a luxurious office at the Colosseum, a Colosseum director in his fifties, dressed in a black suit, was watching through a monitor what was happening in the passage.

There was a person standing next to him, it was the young man who had led Zhang Fan before.

The young man was surprised: "When I came yesterday, I was despised and ridiculed by the other gladiators; After only one day, the other gladiators not only shut up, but their eyes were full of respect. This guy is really amazing. ”

The director laughed and said, "With this shadow blade in the Colosseum, our Colosseum will only become more and more prosperous." ”