At the moment when the death fission ray was neutralized by Joseph's shield, Amidio rushed towards Joseph like a cannonball, and a flash of fire was pulled out of the air, like an intercontinental missile entering the atmosphere from outer space, and hitting the target in a diving attitude......

The speed is unbelievably fast, if it weren't for the Chosen One, it would be impossible for ordinary people to catch such movements with their eyes, and at least they would have to slow down three hundred to five hundred times to see Amydeo's movement clearly.

In Cheng Mo's field of vision, Amidio pulled out a faint red trail in the air, and what was even more spectacular was not only a long trail behind Amidio, like the effect of a fighter jet sweeping through the air, but if you looked closely, you could also see that with Amidio as the apex, a shallow huge triangle was drawn in the air.

Cheng Mo knew that this was because of the viewing angle, if he was behind Amideo, he could see that it should actually be a funnel-shaped cone, this is that Amideo's speed has not yet broken through the sound barrier, if the sound barrier is broken, the faint white mist in these cones will condense due to the instantaneous pressure drop, turning into water droplets, and producing the phenomenon of sound cones.

Although Amidio did not reach the speed of sound, and was even far away, such a speed was already terrifying, and it was hard to imagine what would happen if he hit Joseph.

"Bang~!"

By the time there was a thunderous crash in the Colosseum, Amideo and Joseph were already entangled, first with a heavy punch on Joseph's X-blocked hands, and then Amideo unleashed a stormy attack.....

Cheng Mo stared intently at the two people who were beating each other on the golden Cambridge, fist to fist, leg to leg, and countless punches and kicks were exchanged between the two of them, and the ordinary attacks were mixed with some short CD skill attacks, and the SSS-level rays passed by their bodies as if they didn't need energy, and in the air they were like glow sticks thrown into the shield of the Colosseum, and the sound of the two people's limbs colliding became louder and louder, more and more urgent, forming an endless dense drum beat.

Whether it was the sound or the scene, it was breathless, Cheng Mo didn't expect to watch the duel of the Chosen One masters on the spot, just a simple collision was so suffocating.

And the spectators in the Colosseum finally waited for the long-awaited hand-to-hand combat, and they were all excited, whether it was Joseph or Amidio, as long as one of them inflicted a seemingly powerful blow on the other, it would cause an earth-shattering cry.

This scene is familiar to Cheng Mo, who had witnessed the confrontation between Napoleon VII and the Sith the Clown on the shores of Lake Baikal, and it was almost exactly the same as the situation in front of him, all of which were mixed with skill attacks in ordinary attacks, such as jab to "Scythe of Light", which was a perfect connection, a crescent-like gamma ray would shoot straight into Amidio's head with a jab that barely needed to cast time.....

This trick is completely within Cheng Mo's imagination, and he has not seen the power of Napoleon VII at present. Based on his current observations, Cheng Mo felt that it was just that the speed was much faster than that of ordinary Chosen One, the connection between skills and ordinary attacks was more proficient, and the power of skills was more powerful. Other than that, Cheng Mo didn't see anything else different.

"It's still a lot more powerful than the 3V3 I just saw. Presumably, it is impossible for those people to resist such a rapid attack, probably this is the principle of 'the world's martial arts are only fast and unbreakable'....." Cheng Mo sighed silently while thinking to himself, "However, if you want to improve your speed, you can't just rely on training to achieve it, you still have to have skill support, and in the final analysis, you have to go back to skills." ”

"Of course, maybe it's because I have too little understanding of the battle between the Chosen One. Cheng Mo thought again, he glanced at Napoleon VII and Prince Akeem on the side, but found that the expressions of the two were very solemn.

Cheng Mo was a little puzzled, and was just about to consult Xie Minyun's opinion, when he heard Prince Akim sigh and say, "I'm a little nervous about Amidio, his opponent is too strong. ”

"His opponent is not an ordinary Chosen One, but the first person in Ou Yu's new generation, and he has no opponent in Ou Yu's new generation. Prince Marius, looking away from his cynical appearance, turned to Napoleon VII and said, "People generally compare him to you, and this is probably why Amidio wants to defeat Joseph the most." ”

Napoleon VII did not comment on what Prince Marius had said, but he watched the battle in the Colosseum and whispered: "Joseph belongs to the Chosen One of the Heavy Strike Flat Thrust Type. From the skill allocation, it can be seen that what he pursues is to stabilize the defense and win with one blow, Hercules' grip and deep cold shelter are both skills that can greatly enhance the defense, which makes his resistance to blows almost to the limit, annihilation needless to say, as long as the opportunity is found, the opponent can be hit hard, as long as the opponent is a little careless to reveal a flaw, he will see the opportunity to annihilate with a super powerful heavy attack directly in the backhand, even if the opponent dodges the fatal blow, he will be forced to enter a defensive state, allowing him to gain an advantage..."

Cheng Mo didn't quite understand what the word "heavy blow flat push" meant, and was about to ask Xie Minyun, but he didn't expect Xie Minyun to send him a private chat with a smart heart, "'Heavy attack' means those skills that are long CD and need to be charged, and 'flat push and heavy attack' is the fortress-type Chosen One, this type of Chosen One sacrifices a certain speed and mobility when choosing skills, and relies on heavy attacks and oppressive style of play to win, among which the representatives are the god of the United States George Rockefeller, as well as my uncle ....."

Hearing Xie Minyun's explanation, Cheng Mo felt that he had too much homework to make up, and he was really a novice in gladiatorial combat.

"There are a lot of people who use this style of play, but it requires not only good defensive skills, but also a keen sense of smell, being able to find opportunities through the gaps in the opponent's attacks, hitting the opponent with control skills, and then creating opportunities. After a pause, Prince Akim said, "Amidio chose to take the initiative to lean up because of the Infinity Ring, which is actually not very wise, he should have pulled away from him." ”

"If I could know in advance what skills the other person is bringing, no one in this world will be my opponent. Napoleon VII said lightly.

"Yes...... But God will have to do it. Prince Akeem said with a smile.

"According to you, Amidio has no chance of winning?" Prince Marius looked depressed, "But not only does Amidio not have a disadvantage in the scene, but also takes the initiative?

If he didn't bring the Infinite Ring, but the Energy Shield, the odds would be greater, and the Infinite Ring made him change the way he was good at playing. Prince Akim said.

"It's okay to lose, he's a strong opponent. Napoleon VII said.

Cheng Cheng really watched the gladiatorial fight, and at the same time did not ignore the discussion of several masters next to him, for him at this time, he understood these words, and could understand the literal meaning, but in reality, he couldn't see why Amidio lost.

The battle on the Colosseum was extremely fierce, the two people were not limited to the golden Cambridge, they jumped on the stands, sometimes flew to the golden man, at this moment the Colosseum was in a mess, the golden Cambridge was full of potholes and depressions, the stands and the golden man's body were full of dense holes and burning marks.

The battle in the Colosseum has entered a white-hot level, the two Chosen One flying in mid-air, like huge beasts, every collision between them is like a prehistoric giant beast biting each other, the battle clothes have long been torn into pieces, both of them have revealed their strong and powerful bodies, under the moonlight, Cheng Mo seems to see the light shining on their skin, this light is like holy light surrounding them.

If Fu Yuanzhuo was here, he might have excitedly shouted "Burn, small universe!" or "Saiyans need more beautiful colors", but Cheng Mo felt that this light was not beautiful at all, and he would only think of the cold light of the killing machine, the terrifying death, and the terrifying creatures......

"It's almost time to score the winners. Napoleon VII said, "It will soon be seen whether Amidio's 'Circle of Infinity' is stronger, or Johnson's 'Annihilation' is stronger....."

After Amidio used teleportation to avoid the grasp of Johnson's control skill Hercules, he instantly let out the howl of Medusa, an infrasonic control skill, behind Johnson's back, and the seemingly defenseless Johnson fell into a controlled stiff state, and Amidio clenched his fists and smashed Johnson, who was about to fall from the air, to the ground.

Unable to resist, Johnson pulled out a shallow cloud of white smoke and fell towards the center of the Colosseum like a meteor captured by the Earth's gravity, while Amidio chanted loudly, "Truth: Thor's Realm!"

Amidio's raised hands gathered a blue ball of light, which grew larger and larger, and countless currents rushed around it, emitting an extremely dazzling light in the night.

With a loud bang, Johnson's body penetrated the golden Cambridge and smashed on the yellow sand of the Colosseum, and suddenly a huge crater appeared at the bottom of the Colosseum, which was densely covered with cloisonné-like irregularities.

"Truth: The Circle of Infinity!"

The loud chant shook the audience, and suddenly Amidio, who was flying in the air, seemed to use the doppelganger technique, and conjured ten identical-looking, but smaller versions of himself in the air, and they were also holding aloft balls of electric light like white fireworks.

At this time, the moon was completely obscured, and the entire Colosseum was glorious and triumphant, like a return to the midsummer day, enveloped in a hot and intense white light. Then countless electric lights poured down from the ten of Amityo's raised hands, and the intensity was staggering, and for a moment the air was full of thick blue electric traces, and the entire Colosseum was shrouded in electric light, and the sound of "crackling" electricity was incessant.....

Seeing this scene, the Chosen One in the audience ignited their enthusiasm and cheered for Amidio.

"Thor Realm Plus Infinite Ring....... If it's me..... Already lost. Prince Akeem whispered.

"The Infinity Ring, a skill that can disassemble and reassemble itself, can still be used like this..... It's too strong..... Awesome!" exclaimed Prince Marius as he jumped to his feet.

Napoleon VII shook his head, sighed, and said, "I think it's better for Amidio to replace the Infinity Ring with a direct attack heavy attack skill..... Actually, Amidio has already lost....."

As Napoleon VII said, the lightning did not last long, and the bright chains of lightning seemed to be slowly swallowed up by shadows, constantly receding in the air, as if the rain had fallen from the ground into the air.

This strange sight silenced the audience, and the entire Colosseum suddenly fell into a vacuum-like silence.

It was as if the entire Colosseum had been annihilated.

The electric light was rapidly retreating, and when he approached Amidio in mid-air, ten Amidios disappeared in the air at the same time, as if using some kind of stealth skill, but this was completely different from the stealth skill, he just turned himself into countless nano-sized particles.

Everyone in the audience was amazed by Amideo again, but they didn't know that Amideo had put himself to death, because when he re-condensed into a whole, he would enter a reorganization time of more than ten seconds.

During this time he could do nothing but pray that Joseph could not find a place for his regrouping.

His hair had been burned with ions, and Joseph, who was charred all over, was back in mid-air, and people had barely noticed him before they could get used to the fact that they had entered the night in an instant. But immediately, Joseph became the center of attention, because he did not see Amidio, he chose a simple and crude way, countless scythes of holy light like bats pouring out of the cave, and the golden holy light bombarded the entire Colosseum.

In an instant, the twelve golden men were cut into neat pieces, the golden Cambridge collapsed into a pile of trees, the dust under his feet was flying, the yellow sand seemed to have been plowed over, and the protective cover of the Colosseum lit up with ripples of energy.

In the blink of an eye, the entire Colosseum was in shambles, almost in ruins.

Hiding at the feet of a golden man, Amidio reorganized into a colorful spiral chain......

A lamented lament sounded from the throats of countless people, and many spectators did not seem to be able to accept this incredible reversal, and their faces were dazed, until the bell rang at the end of the gladiatorial fight, and the air of the Colosseum lit up with "Winner: Joseph Arman", and the people began to cheer loudly, and the name of "Joseph" resounded throughout the Colosseum like thunder.

Not everyone was happy for Joseph, and those who bet on Amideo to win were furious and shouted that Amideo was a piece of rubbish. The entire Colosseum audience was in a mess, and some people were even about to fight.

Napoleon VII got up from the couch and whispered: "There is nothing more to see." ”

Prince Akeem also stood up, and said regretfully, "Then let's go!"

"Don't you see what the god Philip will say?" asked Prince Marius, looking up.

Napoleon VII shook his head expressionlessly, and Prince Marius shrugged his shoulders and said, "Okay then! I'll go see Amideo..... Comfort him...."

"Don't go, let him be alone. Prince Akim said.

Prince Marius tilted his head and did not speak.

Cheng Mo and Xie Minyun also stood up, and Napoleon VII reluctantly smiled and said, "I originally planned to talk to you, but it seems that today's state is not good." ”

"It's okay, thank you very much for inviting us to watch the gladiatorial fight. Xie Minyun said with a slight bow.

"I have a banquet in Paris in two days, and when the time comes, I will tell my sister to invite you, and you must not refuse. Napoleon VII said.

Napoleon VII was not invited on the spot, but said that through his sister's invitation, Xie Minyun had no way to refuse immediately, so she could only make a somewhat embarrassed expression, but her expression was covered by a mask, and she couldn't express any emotions.

Napoleon VII looked at Cheng Mo and was about to say something, when he was interrupted by a loud sound like a radio broadcast in the Colosseum, and the glass curtain wall was humming.

"You're next, Napoleon VII!"

Napoleon VII did not look back at Joseph in the Colosseum, only a shadow crossed his handsome face.

"You're next, Napoleon VII!"

Napoleon VII did not look back at Joseph in the Colosseum, only a shadow crossed his handsome face.