"Thor's hammer, stand shield, chainsaw sword, too many weapons to choose."

Alexander stood in front of a row of exclusive weapon cases, worried, and with his collecting habits, he unwittingly had difficulty choosing.

Not only are there weapons procaved from the Imperial Fists Legion, but also custom equipment from the Martian Sage Forge.

Today, the Praetorian combat team led by Duncan Doppler basically has more than two weapons boxes in each person's custody.

"Your Highness, the eldest son."

The Fist of the Empire's Space Marine, with the company champion logo, led two teams of veterans into the arena backstage in full gear.

"Sigismund?"

Since the Space Marines were wearing tactical helmets, Alexander could still hear the identity of the leader by his voice, but he didn't dare to confirm it.

"Yes, Your Highness, I will maintain order in this competitive gladiatorial battle."

Sigismund got down on one knee and took off his helmet to reveal his face.

In the course of a week, the patrol force on the Shanzhen had tripled, almost all of the Space Marines had canceled their vacations, and almost half of the mortal troops were on standby.

He probably guessed why his company commander and master, Lysander, would be cleared of all honor and thrown himself under Alexander's command.

It must have been the company commander who committed an unforgivable mistake with Lord Harato, but was saved by His Highness the eldest son.

In the face of His Royal Highness the eldest son, there is no other but gratitude.

"I'm looking forward to fighting you again when I get the chance."

Alexander drew his power sword and spun it in the way Sigismund was most familiar with charging.

Sword attack, Alexander can learn a lot in almost every game, and he can always find his own way of attacking from it.

He didn't know what Sigismund had guessed in his heart, and he didn't think Lysander and Rann would say it.

"Your Highness, there will be a chance."

Sigismund stood up, revealing a heavy sword with a series of inscriptions from the Fist of the Empire on his back.

"Then we'll see you next time."

The cheers in the arena had reached the backstage, and Alexander pulled out an additional miniature Guardian Spear and walked out.

"Your Highness is going to fight!"

Rann wields a twin axe and wears an unknown model of Terminator armor, not only does his movement speed not limit, but he is even more wild.

Based on this week's study, Alexander can probably see that it is based on the Iron Rider Terminator armor and modified by himself.

This suit not only eliminates multiple layers of protection at the shoulder armor, but also strengthens the waist and abdomen and foot equipment.

Looking at Lessander's equipment again, it is much more normal, just holding a power sword in one hand and a shield in the other.

In this gladiatorial fight, Alexander prepares to confront two company commanders at the same time.

In the past, he was basically able to do it without getting hurt in every game, and Roger Dorn had been around the arena a few times before, and when he saw the scene in the gladiatorial arena, he understood that no one in the Imperial Fists could defeat him.

Alexander is just using these veterans to hone his fighting skills, and he can wield the spear of the Zhangba snake is not powerful, and he can use it to embroider talents.

"Ran, Lysander, you all together."

Alexander stuck the Guardian's Spear into the ground, holding the Power Sword in one hand and quietly charging the Power Glove with the other behind his back.

"Hey, hey,"

Rann looked at the company commander Lai Shande and smiled, the two had their own tacit understanding.

The Terminator armor stepped on a heavy pace, the metal clashing was harsh, but the frequency was getting faster and faster, and the two power axes activated the disintegration stand and emitted a string of electric light, and Rann rushed straight ahead.

At this moment, Alexander's sight was only an iron-armored rhinoceros running wildly.

The Shining Gold Armor bent its knees sideways, and its axes flew past the ring of the sun on the back of Alexander's neck, without even triggering the Stance Shield.

Bite!

The two power swords stuck together.

Immediately after that, there was a loud bang, and Lysander slid backwards with his feet on the arena, and a clear fist was printed on his shield.

With just one move, Lysander's arms were trembling violently, and he couldn't hold the weapon steadily for a while.

Rann ignored the head-to-tail collision and blocked Alexander's view with his own body, apparently to create an offensive opportunity for Lysander.

Alexander went through hundreds of training sessions before he couldn't even analyze this inducement.

Even if he couldn't hear how far away from him was from him in his silent boots, he could control the pace of the battle with precision.

Therefore, when the power swords he held were both stuck, even if Lysander reacted quickly and struck hard with his shield as soon as possible, he was still facing Alexander's power punch that had already been accumulated.

"Oh!!"

There was a burst of exclamation from the audience, but the cheers suddenly stopped.

Fafniel Rann's Terminator Armored Magnetic Boots grabbed the metal deck to stop the forward rush, and turned to the back of the axe to cross Alexander's neck.

Alexander didn't panic in the slightest, he didn't even turn back, his sword-wielding arm lay flat, and an elbow struck into Rann's arms.

In addition to its well-known firepower and tenacity, the Iron Rider Terminator armor also has a well-known weakness.

In the face of an alien with a decomposition stance, it is easy for a rookie to be unable to carry out an effective counterattack by the accumulation of numbers and break through to the front.

Alexander burrowed into Rann's arms, his elbow slash causing his twin axes to miss, revealing a weakness in his neck.

However, Rann is obviously not a rookie, and he directly stopped Alexander by the waist with a drop of the double axe, ready to throw him to the ground.

Alexander ended up suffering from a short hand and a short leg, but fortunately he had already finished the squat early, and his legs jumped hard and punched Rann in the chin.

With just one move, the Iron Rhino was knocked high and fell unconscious, and at the same time released Alexander's grip on his hands.

"Your Highness, your strength far surpasses that of all of us, and I am afraid that only Lord Roger Dorn can effectively confront you."

The corners of Lessander's eyes twitched unconsciously.

He watched as Rann was hit so hard that he foamed at the mouth and fell to the ground convulsing, and then was taken away by the pharmacist for first aid.

In front of the subordinates and mortal armies of the past, it was a bit embarrassing to be beaten like this.

Lysander was not one to tell the difference between the situation, and Alexander made him understand what a gap was with a punch.

From the time Alexander ascended the mountain, Lysander knew that one day he would be unconscious in the arena.

So he avoided Alexander everywhere, but he didn't expect that this day would come after all.

Moreover, Lysander also met the last person he wanted to see.

His favorite subordinate in the past, who was also an apprentice, Sigismund.

"It's still a little far from Roger Dorn."

"Lessander, you're the only one left next, be careful."

Alexander has a clear understanding of his own strength, he is less than a year old and has not mastered psionic powers, and now he is probably only half the strength of Rog Dorn.

He is not a person who likes to find abuse, and now he naturally will not challenge the mature original body because of a few words.

And having lost his wings, Alexander could not retreat calmly, and everything was naturally safe and easy.

As for the leapfrog challenge, that's what a lone person does.

It's not like Alexander doesn't have a father, not to mention a group of younger brothers who can't make it.