The sneak attack was successful!

Based on the distance is too close, the fat target is too large, and the line of sight is blocked, it is difficult to expect the opponent to throw a long sword.

Rao is fat, coarse and rough, but also through the stomach, and the blood flows.

Before the fat fat grabbed the long sword, the wire shook, and the long sword was retracted in his hand.

This move is extremely risky, if the fat fat reacts flexibly enough, just grab the long sword and pull it.

At that time, there will be only two endings: either you will lose your weapon and lose your weapons, or you will be dragged to your side by the fat and die.

Life and death battles are often a one-lining, and if you use it well, you will kill it, and if you use it badly, you will kill it.

Secretly glad that he had succeeded in a move, but cold sweat was already breaking out on his forehead.

Obviously, this kind of injury is really insignificant for a fat body, but it can have an irritating effect.

The pain made the fat fat extremely angry.

Holding the giant axe with both hands, it rotates with its body as a fulcrum.

The speed is indescribable.

The whirling force combined with the heaviness of the great axe caused a whirlwind.

The wind and dust in the gladiatorial arena were suddenly blown up, and even the guards sitting outside the arena were shocked, and the sound of exclamation continued to echo in the small space.

The gladiatorial arena was originally small, and although the moves could not necessarily kill the opponent, they could force people back into a corner.

Simply shrink the range and make your opponent curl up for defense, and the sheer size and heaviness of your weapons will once again show your advantage.

Once the retreat route is blocked, it can be slaughtered like a chicken.

Not good!!

Shocked in shock, Mark took a few steps back, and ducked the attack.

The hair was lifted by the whirlwind of fat, shaving off a strand and almost being swept into the whirlwind.

In a hurry, I found that its ankle was the support point and the weight-bearing part, which should be its weakest part.

While the fat remainder did not stop, he suddenly fell down, and the meteor hammer shot out again.

The fat spun too fast, and the meteor hammer didn't hit.

I saw that the meteor hammer had already surpassed the fat rotation point, and the eight-meter-long steel wire stretched out in less than half a second.

Immediately kick the tightrope hard, exert force in your hand, and pull at the same time.

After the meteor hammer is forced, it changes its trajectory and trips the fat ankle.

The fat rotated too fast, and he couldn't hold his feet at all, and after being wound by the wire, he couldn't hide from the servant from falling to the ground.

The goddess of fate favored frequently, but Mark did not make a move.

could have taken the opportunity to assassinate the fat, but the steel wire was wound too much, making the fat too close to him.

And the fat weapon has never been taken off, and it can still intercept and kill itself.

After assessing the advantages and disadvantages of the situation and judging that the risk is too great, he did not take action.

Sure enough, although the fat was a fall, the combat effectiveness was not lost, and the power should not be underestimated.

It kept rolling its huge body, like a huge wave.

Seeing that the opponent dodged and rolled, the fat man held a giant axe, cut the tightrope, and shook his body to stand.

Take advantage of your illness! It's going to kill you!

While it was still standing firmly, it stabbed out again according to the method taught by the instructor.

The fat man had already taken precautions, dodged his head, and the giant axe in his hand was split from the bottom up.

In his haste, Mark hurriedly withdrew his sword and ducked like Redhead.

The great axe went straight down.

Not good!

It's going to be done over again.

Mark was horrified.

The more difficult it is, the more calm you must be, and only by being calm and unhurried can you see through the heavens.

Mark took it in stride and didn't dodge.

The long sword pressed into his hand, gathering enough strength to resist the fat sweeping army.

"Bell"~

The metal weapon makes a loud noise after the collision.

Mark's hands were numb, and his whole body was shocked, and the tiger's mouth was already cracked.

After rippling with residual strength, one stumbled and fell out.

Fortunately, the sword was tough enough to withstand the fatal blow, otherwise the second red head would have been himself.

If it weren't for the fattening killer move that I had peeked at in advance, it would have been difficult to resist today with this level alone.

Rao was so swept to the ground by a tremendous force.

Pain in the heart!

Mark looked down, his left arm dangling, already red and swollen.

The situation has taken a turn for the worse, and lives are at stake, just as they were in the duel with Nagorno-Karabakh.

The stunt that relied on killing people actually failed today!

The fat man was extremely shocked, and he was shocked and slaughtered again.

There are not many moves, and the moves are urgent.

Mark's heart is exhausted, and his strength is about to be exhausted.

The left arm is cracked, and if the battle is not ended, I am afraid that it will not be able to support a few moves.

With his sword in his hand, he gasped for breath, his chest was dull and sweaty, and fatigue from exhaustion kept attacking his will.

Calm down! Be sure to calm down!

The more dangerous it is, the calmer it is.

Mark kept telling himself that the only thing that sustained him was the will to survive.

The army was highly disciplined, and the lineage of a military family allowed Mark to maintain a good psychological quality.

Even if the enemy is present, we must not be afraid of danger!

The attack of fat gradually slowed down.

On closer inspection, it was found that after tripping over the fat fat, the legs were obviously not in a cord.

The ankle is the opponent's weakness.

Mark wiped away the sweat drops, and suppressed the joy in his heart, the enemy has not fallen, and there is no room for half a difference.

Offense is the best defense!

You must go all out, even if you fall on the way to attack, it is better than dying miserably in the retreating circle.

This has always been his motto, even in the toughest of battles.

Mark pretended to shake his body, but in fact he shot a false shot, in order to lure the opponent to attack.

The great axe arrived as expected.

The blade of the axe is close to the body, and with only half a centimeter of deflection, the Grim Reaper will snatch Mark's soul.

Brushing shoulders with death, Mark broke out in a cold sweat.

Hold on to the back of the axe and leap away while the fat is pulling out the giant axe.

Take advantage of your flexibility and roll behind the fat body.

It's a pity that there is no red-headed stealth technique, otherwise "the effect is good and the effect is good".

Without waiting for the fat to turn his body to kill, Mark raised his sword and stabbed him in the crotch.

Rao is fat and coarse flesh, and after stabbing the crotch, he screamed.

I remember someone once said such a line: Short to admit, stand firm when beaten!

To this end, Mark did not hesitate to swing his sword and slash at the fat ankle tendon.

A double-edged sword is good! Cut on both sides, no need to turn the direction.

The fat was hit hard, and the foot muscles could no longer support the load, and they collapsed to the ground.

Lacking the support of his feet, he could only kneel on the sand with a giant axe.

The fat man panted like a cow and struggled to get up......

Chop the grass without removing the roots, the spring breeze blows and grows!

Don't let your opponent breathe!!

Mark stepped on his fat buttocks and jumped to his feet.

With the help of gravity, the long sword pierces the fat neck and spine from top to bottom.

"Yikes! ～”

The angry shouts resounded throughout the audience, and the aftermath reverberated for a long time.

Hands up and down!

The long sword pierces through the spine and protrudes from the Adam's apple.

Draining blood along the tip of the sword, like a flood opening the floodgates, gushing out.

The sound of "cough cough" exhaling when fat dies is constantly heard from the larynx.

Death caressed its fat face, and with a gentle kiss on its forehead, the horror of death instantly froze.

Fat died......

Standing tall.

It knelt down as if to atone for the sins of all the resentful souls that had been devoured.

And Mark did not have the joy that came after the victory, and only inexplicable sadness swayed in his heart.

Although he settled his grievances for the red head and other resentful spirits who died tragically under the hands of Fat, but revenge must be countered with violence?

No, it's not.

Can death really atone for the sins it has committed?

No, it won't.

Can one person's death deter the evil that others are about to commit?

No.

Mark found himself crying......

Crying is so heartbreaking, so disregarding the occasion, such an inappropriate time.

Crying makes people hysterical, and crying also brings back the feeling of being beaten when I made a mistake in my childhood.

Crying silently.

Mark wept about the cruelty of the lizardmen, wept about Leia's grief, cried for everything he wept, and mourned for his own trance.

Wilson, Bruce, Vickers, father, mother, wife, son, countless figures all poured in, and their heads ached.

I didn't know the noise in my ears or the scene of the guards dragging them back.