Chapter 57: Reversal of Victory and Defeat, Between Life and Death

Because Lu Zhi was malnourished since childhood, he was relatively weak and weak, but in order to survive, he had to fight with many children and even adults who were bigger than him every day and every moment.

Among all the four rookie gladiators of the Battitas family, it can be said that Lu Zhi has the most experience in facing this kind of combat situation.

Manpower is sometimes poor!

Lu Zhi's experience is indeed incomparable, but in terms of who it is, such a terrifying body type as Wu Meng and that fierce strength are definitely the most powerful opponents Lu Zhi has ever encountered in his life.

Will the killing experience he had accumulated over the past ten years help him get through this hurdle again?

No one knows, including Lu Zhi himself!

This battle is inevitable, and there is only one way for Lu Zhi to win when he is 100% sure that he will not be able to withstand any blow from the opponent, and that is flexibility!

Judging from his past experience, almost all people with a body size like Wu Meng have the advantage of great strength, hiding the disadvantages of unchanging movement or slightly sluggish reactions.

However, when he exerted his speed to the limit and constantly changed his attack angle, he was desperate to find that his opponent's agility and reaction speed were not inferior to his own.

"How is this possible?" With a hint of despair and unwillingness, Lu Zhi kept raising such questions in his heart.

Jumping up and down around Wu Meng for nearly thirty seconds, he made six feints, hoping to confuse the other party and leak the gap, so he waited for the opportunity to move, and then grinded the opponent to death by boiling the frog in warm water.

What he didn't expect was that Wu Meng didn't take the bait from beginning to end, holding the hammer in both hands, his body was like a thousand-year-old pine, and he was rooted in place like a thousand-year-old pine, and his eyes like hungry wolves were filled with infinite ridicule and mockery, obviously seeing his intentions.

Just when this stalemate lasted for about a minute, Wu Meng's expression began to become more and more impatient, and he shook slightly, and the giant hammer in his hand looked at Lu Zhi, who was running around him like a jumping monkey, and said contemptuously:

"Originally, I thought you could bring me a little pressure, but I have to say that I thought too much, and I have given you a lot of opportunities, but unfortunately you can't grasp it yourself, so I can only be sorry."

After saying this, Wu Meng finally launched his first attack on the target after more than a minute of silence, and the giant hammer in his hand, which weighed at least seventy or eighty pounds, was like having eyes, and with the power of a thousand jun, it accurately hammered towards the chest of Lu Zhi, who was running fast.

Just from the whistling sound of the breaking wind, it can be clearly seen that if Lu Zhizhen is hit by this hammer, it will definitely turn into a photo in an instant.

When Wu Meng's killing mode was activated, the moment of madness of the entire arena audience reached the extreme, as if life and death would appear in front of them in an instant under this hammer, and the blood hidden in the depths of Lu Zhi's body would immediately fly in the sky, drawing a most miserable and bloody picture, which generally made the blood heat of their whole body boil.

Wu Meng's hammer is not only powerful and destructive, but also has speed, angle, and timing that make any gladiator feel smacked and shocked.

The one who can have this kind of strength is just a newcomer? Kill them and not a single gladiator will believe it!

Whether they believe it or not, Wu Meng is really just a newcomer, and no one knows what this newcomer is before he comes to this world and becomes a gladiator, and no one cares at all.

Lu Zhi was at the time of the opponent's attack, and he was tentatively attacking the opponent's left waist again, hoping to lead the opponent to leak a flaw through this attempt, even if it was only a trace, at least so that he could make the next attack arrangement.

The opponent did move, but this movement was completely unexpected, and the opponent didn't seem to care at all when the empty door was opened, and if the sword hit, it would leave a bloody hole in his body.

Indeed, as long as you dare to continue to attack the opponent's empty door, when the long sword in your hand hits the opponent's left waist, the opponent's giant hammer full of power will directly smash on your head.

Wounds for lives!

Any normal person knows what kind of choice to make in this situation, but Lu Zhi is not a normal person at all!

Exchanging injuries for injuries was originally his Lu Zhi's magic weapon for success, and in countless bloody battles in his life, he Lu Zhi had never lost to any opponent in this kind of dry fight. (Of course, TM didn't lose, otherwise TM would have died)

Whether it will be the same this time, he does not dare to guarantee and cannot give guarantees, not because the opponent is too strong, but because he is not sure whether he will survive in every such battle, even if the winner is him.

It doesn't matter if it wins or loses, lives or dies! Let's talk about it first!

Lu Zhi's actions and reactions really frightened Wu Meng, who was full of smugness, and the enemy in his eyes instantly turned into a complete madman, and he dared to make such a fatal attack?

"Okay, since you are in a hurry to reincarnate, then Lao Tzu can't say it, just be a good person and give it a ride! Give me death! ”

At the same time, he also felt a trace of coldness and pain in his waist and abdomen, and after countless experiences, he clearly knew the meaning of this feeling, and his skin and flesh had been broken through a sharp weapon and penetrated into a very shallow layer.

So what? Not to mention that the other party is no longer able to continue to penetrate the iron sword into his body, even if he is really successful, he will only be injured and not killed, but the other party will be instantly smashed by his own iron hammer, his head and the entire upper body.

"Come on! Afraid of households? ”

"Roar~~"

"Bang dang~~"

With a deafening sound of metal resounding throughout the arena, a gray-white object was seen spinning in the air like a kite with a broken string, flying out of a distance of more than ten meters, until it landed in the crowd on the audience stage, and only after smashing two or three unlucky eggs alive did it show its true body.

Who else could Lu Zhi who had passed out without spitting blood from his mouth?

"Ah~~~roar~~号~~~"

Looking at Lu Zhi's miserable appearance as if all his bones had been smashed, life and death were spitting blood, all the audience immediately stood up, showing a new round of sadness, crazy shouting and roaring, in order to vent the powerful excitement brought by death and blood.

In this case, everyone knew that Lu Zhi was already certain to die, even if the gods descended to earth, they were no longer able to return to heaven.

These perverted people who have relied on the arena for many years to watch gladiator matches in search of thrills have never witnessed the battle and death in front of them in front of them, which is far beyond imagination.

It's so strong, too powerful, so TM cool!

The crowd of people who were so cool by the death scene in front of them left the dead behind after a brief vent, but just as they were about to give a new round of cheers for the victor, they fell into a strange silence.

Because they saw Wu Meng, because they saw the hideous injury on Wu Meng's left waist like the devil's bloody mouth.

They were even able to see the internal organs through the wound that almost cut Wu Meng's entire person into two ends.

The next moment, the viscera and the downpour of blood sprayed everywhere, staining the entire arena almost instantly.

"Boom~~~"

At this moment, they realized that the injury that the gods could not save was not on the gladiator who was blown away by the great force, but on the body of the victor who was recognized by everyone!

What's going on?

Why such an unbelievable reversal?