The armed guards that formed the phalanx dispersed to both sides, leaving a passage, and the man who had been praised as the god of war by countless mercenaries in the central free city slowly walked out.

Topless, Gerkite walked over cynically carrying the iconic tomahawk as always, and in an instant the originally noisy melee seemed to have been paused, and the armed guards and soldiers subconsciously distanced themselves from the rioters. The sudden change made the rioters suspicious and frightened, and the orc Longa gasped slightly and stared at the man in front of him with a solemn expression.

Gerkite unloaded the tomahawk from his shoulder and stuck it in the ground, the blade of the axe almost sank into the ground several centimeters deep, and the most prestigious champion in the Free City Arena looked at the blood and severed limbs all over the ground and quipped indifferently: "Guys, you should know that it is very unpleasant to be a man who is suddenly interrupted and called out in the middle of his 'errand'!"

Everyone around seemed to have cast a silence spell, no one laughed at or despised Gelkett's untimely complaints, and no one dared to be rude to Gelkite who could slay the furious cyclops, manticores, and even dragon lizards!

"You are the legendary Arena Champion Gelket┉┉"

"That's right, you look like you're my opponent tomorrow, right?"

Gerkett shrugged his shoulders and looked at the warhammer-beaten corpses of the waffled guards around Longa: "It seems that you are a good opponent, what a pity! I should have had a good fight with you in the arena, but now you have to die here." ”

In an instant, Longa's muscles tensed. The man in front of him had a terrifying aura on his body, which was unique to a warrior who fought out of the battlefield of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood. Longa knew very well in his heart that although the man in front of him said these witty words, if he started a war, he would instantly put away his humor and turn into the most terrible battle Shura. Longa clenched the hammer, no matter what, he still had to fight before he knew the true strength of the other party, if he could kill the strongest arena undefeated champion in the Free City in one fell swoop, maybe he could shake the fighting spirit of these armed guards, at least the whole team should be able to break through the siege and rush into the mansion of Philips. Even if he can't hold Philip hostage, Gelkit's death can cause an earthquake-like shock in the free city, and as a warrior of the orc tribe, he will die without regrets!

"I was eager to fight you one-on-one. However┉┉" The corners of Gelket's mouth curled slightly: he raised his thumb and gestured to the roof of the mansion behind him: "I'm afraid my employer is not willing!"

Gerkett moved his neck, lifted his battle axe, and said to the guards beside him, "I'll deal with this orc." The rest is up to you┉┉"

Roar!!

As soon as the words fell, Longa had already let out a roar, and his whole body rushed towards Gelket like a sharp arrow, and the warhammer cut through the air and rolled up a fierce wind to attack the target, this time Longa used all his strength to kill with only one blow. Gerket's eyes snapped open, and he swung his axe first. Soon, the metal was biting at a sound that almost made everyone present feel pain in their eardrums.

Teller also covered his ears tightly and showed a ** look. In an instant, the boy unbelievably found that Longa in front of him had taken a few steps back due to recoil. And Gelkite still stood like a rock under this blow!Lunga lost?Lunga, as an orc, lost to Gelket as a human in strength!?But there was no time for Terkeldo to think, and the armed guards around him surrounded and suppressed again, because of Gelkett's influence, the morale of the guards was much higher. In an instant, the ranks of the rioters were dealt a heavy blow.

Terrell swung his sword to assist a dwarf next to him to pierce the neck of a guard soldier, but the next moment the dwarf's back was slashed by a tomahawk, and no one cared about anyone in the melee.

On another battlefield, the battle between Longa and Gelkite has also begun to heat up!

The power of the orcs Longa can wield the war hammer condensed by the power of the hedron in his hand like a spear, but Gelkite took all of Longa's attacks, and after the first blow, Longa knew that he had lost in the instant explosion of power, and the human man in front of him was worthy of being hailed as the strongest undefeated champion in this city, he not only had the strength above the orcs but also was proficient in combat skills, and that kind of aggressive momentum and stormy attack made Longa dangerous for a while.

It's as if every cell of this man's body is made for battle!

Longa didn't have time to think, the other party was not only stronger than himself, but also faster than him, which dark battle axe was held in Gerket's hand with an ominous aura, every blow he swung was fatal, and every blow contained great power! The crisp sound of metal hitting each other echoed endlessly on the noisy battlefield, and after the first wave of attacks, the two widened the distance, and Longa only then did he realize that his arm had been shaken numb, and even the tiger's mouth on his palm began to flow blood.

"Great, I've fought against many orcs before, but you're probably the strongest. Gelkett glanced at his tomahawk, a few drops of blood running down the edge.

In response to Gelkett's onslaught, the orc unleashed a qiē onslaught, and Longa injected it into the hedron despite his obsession, desiring for power, persistent in victory, and yearning for freedom!

The war hammer and the tomahawk were intertwined again, this time Gelkite obviously felt that the other party's strength had increased a lot, and for a while Gelkite also fell into passivity under Longa's repeated onslaught, it was obvious that the orcs would not hesitate to defeat themselves, but this strength was too unusual, Gelkite did not think that the other party had reservations in the battle just now, even so, in the face of a strong enemy, Gelkett's eyes still flashed a spark called excitement.

Covered in blood during the melee, Terrell inadvertently discovers that Longa has actually overwhelmed Gerkite in the battle, which is the most prestigious and powerful warrior in the Free City!

"Defeat him Longa, the road will not lose!" Terrell shouted loudly, but soon the sound was drowned out by the sound of battle.

The battle between Lunga and Gelkite entered a moment of no victory, which made many soldiers of the Armed Guards inevitably feel extremely frightened, the battle between the two has long been beyond the scope of normal humans, the aftermath of the battle alone is enough to strangle anyone who dares to approach, Gelkite's fighting level at this moment has surpassed any of his previous battles in the arena, in the eyes of many soldiers, if Gelkitt is defeated, then no one here can organize that orc like a monster.

"It's taboo to be distracted during battle~"

Gerkite said suddenly, and as the orc let out an angry roar, the tomahawk slashed through the crack in the armor with precision, and the blood quickly seeped out of the wound. Seeing the enemy injured Gerkite didn't have much joy, the armor on the other party's body was harder than expected, Gerket, who had fought countless enemies in the arena, didn't know how many enemies wearing superior armor had cut the armor into two pieces, since he could defend against the battle axe in his hand, the armor level on the orc was at least a legendary level of equipment, I really don't know where the orc got this legendary equipment tailored for him.

As Gelkite said, Longa was indeed distracted, knowing that his companions behind him were being strangled one by one in the face of enemies with obvious numerical and equipment advantages, but he could not support them to kill them, and the man in front of him was like a rock firmly blocking in front of him, no matter how explosive the power was, he could not shake him in the slightest.

Defeat him!

Defeat him!

Defeat him!

The spar became more and more active under the influence of Longa's obsession, and the power contained in it continued to strengthen Longa as if it was endless, at this moment the war hammer in the hands of the orc warriors was as terrible as a storm, and anything that came into contact with it, whether it was armor or a stone wall, would turn into ashes in this ruining storm, but Gelkitt's battle axe bit Longa in this ruined storm, although it seemed to be passive, Gelkite was extremely accurate and caused one scar after another on the orc's body!

Lost yourself!

Longa has already risen this thought in his heart, even with the help of the power of the spar, he can't win him, this spar may indeed be an extraordinary treasure, but he doesn't have a body that can use the power of this spar! Longa can feel that the spar has greatly increased the weight and speed of his body, but the burden on his body is also multiplying, the muscles begin to tear and sting, and the bones are also rattling, The whole body is like a machine running under high load, and it may stop at any time due to a malfunction.

Click!

A subtle sound suddenly sounded, although it was inaudible in the battle, but Gelket, who was fighting with Longa, suddenly changed his face, and in an instant Gerkite suddenly lowered his posture, swung his axe to block Longa's heavy blow, and when the second war hammer hit, Gerkite leaned down and burst into Longa's close body at a dangerous distance of less than a few centimeters from the hammer on his forehead. Longa instantly discovered the other party's attempt, but the warhammer had already swung out, and the powerful inertia made Longa have no way to retract his defense, and this distance Gelkite could not use the battle axe normally, so Gelkite chose to use his fist, and the straight fist slammed into the center of Golka's chest with the strength of his whole body, this blow Gelkite used all his strength, Gelkate's eyes instantly swelled, and the huge body rose into the air and flew upside down in midair.

It's over!

Gerkite felt that although the power of this punch was not enough to penetrate the armor, he could accurately feel that at least two or three ribs on the orc's chest were broken, and even a strong orc would be powerless to fight with such an injury......!