Before this battle, no one could have predicted that among this group of newcomers, one after another, strong people would appear far beyond their expectations.

First of all, Di Qian, who was considered by all gladiators to be the strongest existence among the newcomers, was confused by Sun Hongtu in less than a minute, and lost the gladiatorial fight cleanly.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Zhi, who was barely strong, appeared, this newcomer, who had never been favored, once again staged a shocking counterattack, attacking ruthlessly and sophisticated, experienced in combat, and as powerful as a lion and tiger, where can I see the shadow of a newcomer from him?

If just the appearance of three fierce men in succession would not shock them too much, then Li Siwu's performance was completely beyond their imagination and consistent cognition.

It's a miracle that this weak chicken, who makes every gladiator tired and shameless, has survived to this point, and his performance every day is clear to everyone, and it's just a joke about his life, and it's become commonplace to crawl back every day.

They have even used this as a handicap many times in a row, and the content of the bet is whether they can see the weak figure in training the next day.

Without exception, anyone who can't see the gamble may even lose their pants by now, of course, they are full of belongings, that is, the crotch cloth on their bodies, and it is not a big deal to lose if they lose.

Even if Li Siwu showed a strong vitality like Xiaoqiang, he still couldn't change the fact that he was a weak chicken, and it was even more impossible to change the gladiators' opinion of him.

However, the occurrence of today's scene completely confused them!

They never thought that this weak chicken, who was a weak mess and couldn't even stand on his feet, would be able to hold on for so long without losing the slightest advantage under the attack of a strong man like Lu Zhi with all his might.

Could it be that all I saw before was an illusion? Or is it that what is standing here today is not the weak chicken from before, but another fierce general who is possessed by the gods?

They don't know, they can't imagine what this is all about!

With the current Li Siwu, there is no doubt that he has rapidly grown to the level of a real gladiator without anyone knowing.

Since he has such a strong strength, why was he still beaten up and down by the opponent like a lost dog at the beginning of the duel, and he was full of ugliness?

It was only when they were shocked and puzzled that they saw that Li Siwu, who had not been hurt at all, suddenly vomited blood, and that miserable appearance seemed to be about to fall to the ground at any time, and they could be considered to have returned to normal.

It turns out that this weak chicken is still the weak chicken before, no matter how unexpected he behaves, he can't get rid of his fate that he will always be a weak chicken!

After losing the shock at the beginning, they couldn't help but wear colored glasses again to appreciate how miserable Li Siwu would die, it was obvious that they collectively chose to forget the picture of Lu Zhi being slashed in the chest by Li Siwu with a wooden sword just now, and even more deliberately ignored the fact that if this wooden sword was replaced with a real weapon, then this scene in front of them would never happen.

In other words, the fact that Li Siwu has actually won does not exist in their eyes and hearts!

This is the price Li Siwu paid while getting "superior" treatment!

Regardless of their opinions, Li Siwu is indeed in great trouble and danger now, and his current physical condition is so bad that it can't be worse.

If his opponent at the moment is Onomamus, it is better to say that even if he is hit by the opponent, his attack power will definitely not exceed his limit.

Lu Zhi is completely different, as long as he is hit by the other party at will, even if he doesn't die, he has to peel off his skin!

If that were the case, he wouldn't have to attend the final trial a month later, and he would probably have to spend the rest of his life in bed.

It may only be a joke to let him fight back again when he has exhausted too much physical strength and has little strength left, and now it is difficult to even dodge the opponent's attack for a long time, and the best result is that after a minute, he will have to fall to the ground and raise his fingers to beg for mercy because he has lost all his strength.

The worst outcome is to fall to the ground and die without sorrow!

As time passed, Li Siwu's state became worse and worse, his heavy wheezing like a broken bellows had begun to affect his judgment and movements, and what was even more dangerous was that the dizziness caused by the lack of oxygen in the brain was particularly deadly.

By the time he got to this field, he already knew that his life was short.

"Mom and Dad, my son is not filial, there should be no goodbye after this parting, my son is alive and has no ability to make you proud of me, maybe death can be regarded as a relief! Mom and Dad, if you can have a son in the next life, I will swear that I will never appear in front of you again in a state of waste, goodbye! ”

Li Siwu, who had a glimmer of crystal in the corner of his eyes, his eyes, which were originally pitch black and had no pupils, actually leaked their original appearance, and they looked inexplicably more human.

In the face of Lu Zhina's tsunami-like continuous bombardment, Li Siwu was unable to make the most effective response, and his dodging movements became more and more stiff and sluggish.

Finally, when his body almost reached the peak limit, he clearly saw the other party's wooden sword sweeping towards his face with the power of ten thousand jun, but because his body was too stiff to dodge, he could only watch death come.

After looking directly at Lu Zhi's hideous and murderous face, and firmly engraved the other party's eyes in his soul, Li Siwu looked up at the sky with his attachment to life and hatred for the person in front of him, hoping to calm his mind in this way and feel that ethereal freedom again before he died.

He saw it very sincerely, maybe this would be the last scene he left behind in his life!

Seeing that his opponent was about to be hit by his own sword, the hideous meaning on Lu Zhi's face couldn't help but become more and more intense, at this moment he had already completely forgotten what to eradicate dissidents, and he was completely retaliating, because this person actually made him so ugly in front of everyone before the revenge.

Years of living in that dark, chaotic, bloody hellish environment had already distorted the eyes of his mind, and he was a neurotic with serious violent tendencies in technical terms.

Retribution is definitely one of his life creeds, so Li Siwu must die and die at his hands and die very miserably, this - in order to relieve the hatred in his heart!