A weak human who has beaten the lizardmen, who are known for their strength!

And it's still in the head-on hard shock!

How is this possible?

Whether it was the warriors of the tarantula tribe or those slave fighters, their eyes widened at this moment, their mouths widened, and they looked at the qiē in front of them in disbelief.

Their sanity and common sense are unacceptable to them, but reality forces them to accept it.

Even the haughty priestess Golantis was dumbfounded at the moment.

The way she looked at Midi suddenly became much more complicated, and all kinds of positive and negative feelings swarmed up, so that she didn't know whether she was expecting Midi's victory or wanting to see this disobedient slave die on the field.

But in any case, it is undoubtedly a good thing to see his opponent Zarid deflated.

Only Zaknavan, although his eyes flashed with surprise for a moment, he was obviously mentally prepared enough, so he was the first to accept this result.

"Human, don't be careless, it's not the end yet. Zaknavan whispered, a smile of expectation on his lips.

However, Midi, who has now become the focus of the arena, does not care much about the shock of others.

At this moment, in the midst of this violent and brutal attack, he was surprised to find that the aura of the Spirit Dragon Sword in his body had become even more refined!

Although in the case of a head-on hard shock, as a ghost swordsman, he suffered more and suffered a few beats.

But it was precisely these few ruthless blows that made the Spirit Dragon Sword in Midi's body feel as if it had been forged by an iron hammer, and his aura became more refined.

Looking back now, since awakening, Midi has been almost uninjured in the battle, and naturally he will not have this experience of forging himself in battle.

In the previous battle of the Heavenly Veil Giant Beast, although he was seriously injured by the Demon Viscount, this time he was too seriously injured, even to the verge of death, which obviously would not bring any improvement.

And at the moment, an opponent who is slightly inferior to himself in pure physical warfare can play the best forging role!

Feeling the surprising changes in her body, Midi couldn't help but admire in her heart.

It is really worthy of the eighth apostle, the height is different, the vision is different, and any point of view will be of great benefit to yourself.

At this moment, Midi will no longer reject the construction of "more beatings", on the contrary, he can't ask for it.

"Come again. Midi wiped a trace of red blood from the corner of her mouth, and instead of retreating, she advanced.

Around him, the golden-red sword light was still hot, but at this moment, it was mixed with a trace of blood light in it.

A killing intent filled with the pungent smell of blood spread wantonly, like a red whirlwind.

Berserker skill, blood awakened.

This is Berserker's signature skill, which increases speed and attack frequency, as well as some defense.

Compared to the other trump card skill, "Blood Fury", the increase in blood awakening is not so obvious, but correspondingly, there are no side effects.

Although the liberation of ghosts and gods will affect the thinking of ordinary ghost swordsmen, and they will become bloodthirsty like wild beasts, it is not a problem at all for Midi, who perfectly fuses ghosts and gods.

He's just going to have to use all kinds of hand-to-hand combat skills now, and then have a head-to-head attack that doesn't require a lot of brains or even a lot of skill.

"What are you doing there, are you stupid?" said Midi in a cold voice as she looked at the lizardman who had been knocked ten meters away by herself.

The lizardman let out a roar and staggered to his feet.

In the confrontation between the two sides just now, he hit Midi several punches, but in the end, he was directly smashed in the chest by the opponent with an extremely powerful mountain collapse.

This blow was less like a sword slash and more like a battering hammer blow.

The lizardman's breastplate was completely dented, and from the back of the breastplate, a shocking amount of blood oozed out.

Obviously, Midi's blow directly broke his defenses.

The lizardman was shocked and shocked by the sharp pain coming from his body and the blood pouring up his throat, and he couldn't believe that he would be sent flying by a human with what he thought was a toothpick-like one-handed sword.

But compared to the spectators in the stands, he didn't have extra time to think about these things.

The opponent is still in front of you, and no matter how strong or weird, the lizardmen must keep fighting.

Until you knock them down, or get knocked down by them.

Leaving all the doubts, surprises, and fears behind him, the lizardman roared and rushed forward again.

The vitality in his body surged out at this moment.

In an instant, several skills such as steel and iron bones, overlord armor, and weakness perception were used one after another.

The next moment, when he finally approached Midi, he accelerated again, and then flew up violently.

Compound skills, Valkyrie Step, Whirlwind Leg!

Valkyrie Step converts a fighter's speed into attacking power, while Whirlwind Leg is a signature skill for continuous attacks.

The two stacked on top of each other, and it was not a powerful blow, but a series of stormy onslaughts.

What's more, the whirlwind leg skill of the lizardman uses not only the legs themselves, but also the thick and long tail.

Of course, this attack is not without weaknesses.

The side effect of the barrage of indiscriminate bombardment is that the accuracy is not high enough, and even with a skill like "Weakness Perception", the attack is too slow in front of opponents who are moving at high speeds.

In normal times, Midi would definitely use the ghost shadow to dodge the edge, and then launch a long-range attack from the side, and then wait for the moment the opponent receives the attack.

But this time, he wasn't going to do that at all.

Facing the lizardmen who came with the overwhelming momentum, Midi rose against the mountain, the twin swords in his hands brought out a brilliant brilliance in the air, and the sword blood around him skyrocketed.

From a distance, it looked like a giant beast that had woken up from its slumber, opened its bloody jaw, and devoured the lizardman in one gulp.

Without any temptations and detours, the battle instantly entered a white-hot state.

The fists rained down, causing a blasting sound of air.

The sword slashed out like cold light, tearing through cracks in the air.

Both sides chose to give up defending and attacking with all their might, using their own flesh to resist the opponent's attack, and then at the same time, try to make as many attacks as possible.

This kind of brutal and deadly, brainless and unspective battle captured the attention of everyone in the stands at this moment.

A humanoid of standard stature and a lizardfolk are like two stones, one small and one big, and each collision will sputter violent sparks.

In the blink of an eye, the two sides have been attacking back and forth for more than a dozen rounds.

Blood flowed from top to bottom of Midi's body, and the lizardman's wounds cut open by the sword turned out, and even the white bones of Sensen could be seen.

Neither side was mortally wounded, so the fighting continued.

Suddenly, the lizardman quickly retracted his fist and slammed it all over his shoulder.

Martial arts skills, iron mountain by the eye!

Compared to the raining of fists, the attack that concentrates all the power on one point is obviously more domineering.

But Midi seemed to have expected that the other party would use this move that relied entirely on brute force, and seeing the lizardman pressing down like a mountain, a cold light flashed in his dark star-like eyes, and the two swords in his hands merged and slashed down.

Berserker skills, slash the mountains and slash the ground!

The most ferocious skill of the martial artist or the most domineering skill of the berserker, who is stronger?

The answer was revealed in the next moment.

Midi was pushed backwards.

He was still standing on the ground, but under the impact of the iron mountain, he couldn't stand at all, and his whole body was like an ice cube that had been pushed out.

Even if you stick your feet on the ground with all your might, you will only drag two deep furrows on the ground, but you can't stop the impact of this retreat.

However, on the other side, the lizardman flew out like a cannonball, and when he was halfway there, his body was directly torn in half by the huge force.

Internal organs and minced flesh spilled from the fragmented body one after another, like a rain of blood, and the pungent smell of blood instantly diffused.

Slash your opponent with a mountain split.

Then, with the skill of the sword soul, the Breaking Army Ascending Dragon Strike resisted the impact of the Iron Mountain and knocked the opponent away.

And you still have to do it with your body to resist the raindrops.

Even for the battle-hardened Midi, this is undoubtedly a breakthrough.

With a few dull thuds, the lizardmen's flying corpse first smashed directly into the arena wall, and then slowly dragged a trail of blood like a crushed tomato and slid down the wall.

The surge of dark magic was gone, the clashing of weapons was gone, and even the noise of the audience was gone.

There was silence in the arena.

Midi parted his swords and flicked them away, removing the viscous blood from the blades, causing them to glow brightly.

Then, with great skill, he sheathed his swords, pulled his feet out of the mass of dirt, and walked to the center of the arena.

"The result?" Midi looked up at the person in charge of the arena.

"Oh yes, yes, yes!" the Dark Elf was stunned for a moment, then stared at Midi for a moment before reacting, "This human victory will start clearing the field immediately!"

"I'm not called a human, I'm called Midi, Midi Asrex. Midi repeated lightly.

Then, with a wave of his hand at the equally stunned priestess Golantis in the stands, he removed his sword and threw it over.

"Keep it for me, though, I'm sure it won't be long. With that, he strode out of the arena, leaving nothing but blood.

and a group of dark elves who have been completely subverted by the common sense of this "weak human".