There is a box dedicated to Master Rubio on the second floor of the arena. Accompanying him this time is the desert giant Zaid, nicknamed "The Double Swordsman."
Gao Fei entered the arena through the "spectate mode", deliberately found the box where Rubio and Zaid were, and observed them from a closer perspective, hoping to find clues about the subsequent plot development from the dialogue between the two NPCs.
However, Rubio didn't say much all night long. He held a gold-encrusted telescope and quietly looked at Somo on the stage through the lens. He seemed to be very interested in this foreign boy whose appearance was somewhat similar to his own.
Gao Fei couldn't find any clues from Rubio, so he shifted his perspective to the arena.
This time, Soma's opponent was the tauren warrior Haruman, who was more ferocious than the lion.
This warrior with the body of a bull and the head of a bull is a popular star in the Sevinian gladiator circle. He has won 21 consecutive games, and his tyrannical strength is reflected in an intuitive form.
The bull-headed gladiator Haruman is estimated to be over three meters tall and weighs nearly half a ton. His muscular arms are almost as thick as Somo's waist. He wears a brass breastplate and holds a giant battle axe.
There is a golden nose ring hanging on the snort of the snorting cow, the two thick and sharp gold-plated horns are also dazzling with gold, the thick mane is like long hair draped on the shoulders, and a pair of bloodshot eyes reveal undisguised madness and violence.
Gao Fei opened the astrolabe and looked at Haruman's illustrated book.
Special abilities: Sensitive sense of smell, old cow knows the way (tauren never get lost!), strong and strong
Special Attacks: Power attack (damage roll 3), powerful bull rush (run up in a straight line for at least 10 feet and then launch a collision, causing 4d68 points of piercing damage to the target and knocking him to the ground; pass a DC 19 Strength check to avoid being knocked down)
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This is the first time that Gao Fei has seen a monster with a challenge level as high as level 4. If you only look at the data on paper, Haruman's comprehensive strength on both offense and defense absolutely crushes Somo, and Gao Fei's Berserker Basaka also pales in comparison.
In tonight's duel, Gao Fei believed that Jiang Feng could eventually win with exquisite operations that far exceeded the average level of trainees. However, the process would be more difficult than the last time he fought against the Lions, and injuries and losses were unavoidable.
However, when the game officially started, the evolution of the situation in the arena was far beyond his expectation.
When the bell that announced the start of the gladiatorial battle rang, the tauren warrior Haruman raised his head and roared amidst the cheers of the fans in the audience. He clenched his fist with his left hand and beat his chest. His iron glove hit his breastplate and made a sonorous roar that shocked the entire audience.
This is Haruman's usual demonstration ritual. The young monk opposite him, who couldn't reach his shoulders even with his toes, did not show the slightest fear. He silently activated his energy, activated the "Daylight Barrier", and shook his belt.
, turning it into an eyebrow-leveling stick that shines with metallic luster.
The tauren looked at the five-foot-long stick in the opponent's hand, then raised his giant door-panel-like ax with one hand, a contemptuous grin on his face, mocking the opponent for not knowing his own capabilities.
This time Jiang Feng's monk took the initiative to attack, floated in front of the tauren with light steps, and swung his stick towards his knees.
Haruman, as a constant victorious champion in the gladiatorial arena, was not like a lion who only relied on instinct to fight. He took the initiative to take a step forward and compress the space for the stick to accelerate.
Before Somo's strength could reach its fullest, the stick hit his opponent's knee, and was bounced off by the strong leg muscles of the tauren warrior.
"Shudder, little chicken! Haruman will chop off your head and use it as a wine glass!"
The huge figure of the tauren completely submerged the thin monk, and he swung his battle ax with a wild laugh, as if he had seen the exciting scene of the opponent's head flying up and blood splattering.
However, in the next moment, the young monk suddenly shrank down and squatted, rolled forward on the spot, passed between Haruman's legs, and hit the Minotaur's butt hard with his backhand stick.
The severe pain and impact from the buttocks forced the tauren warrior to stumble forward. The giant ax hit the floor and sparks flew, and the ax blade was deeply embedded in the cracks in the rock.
The tauren struck down the air with all his strength and barely managed to regain his footing. Before he could draw out his giant axe, Somo had already launched a counterattack from behind him. The eyebrow stick reached between Haruman's legs, using his ankles as leverage.
Fulcrum, use force to pry, and trip the burly opponent to the ground in a very clever way.
The tauren fell onto his back, and his heavy body and chestplate hit the floor. The roar echoed over the arena, lasting for a long time until it was drowned out by the exclamations of the audience.
Haruman's fall was really serious. There was a big swelling on the back of his head. He was dizzy and had stars in his eyes.
He had never suffered such a loss in the arena. He couldn't help but become angry. He hurriedly stood up and shook his head, which was still a little dazed. He didn't bother to retrieve the giant axe. He dug his hooves into the ground like an angry bull and bent his head.
Breathing out of his nostrils, he rushed towards the young monk with his bare hands, trying to overturn this cunning opponent with his horns!
Jiang Feng calmly dodged the charge of the tauren, and the moment he passed by, the eyebrow stick was like a snake, lashing out against the bone of Haruman's left calf like lightning, making a cracking sound that made the audience's scalp numb!
The minotaur's calf bone was cracked by the stick. The excruciating pain made it impossible for the huge body to maintain balance. Under the inertia of the charge, it flew into the air, fell to the ground with a bang, and slid forward for more than ten meters before stopping.
Come down.
Haruman's facial muscles were twisted in pain, he was holding his broken leg and trying to get up.
The young monk's eyes were cold, and he strode forward. He held the stick in both hands and swung it hard, hitting the tauren on the back of the head, knocking him down again, his eyes turned white, and he passed out.
The battle lasted for less than ten minutes in total. Jiang Feng's monk won another complete victory. Judging from the scene, it was even easier than the last time he challenged the lion!
The audience in the audience burst into cheers, and Gao Fei, an invisible audience member, couldn't help but applaud and cheer, and was deeply shocked!
Only then did he remember that Jiang Feng had won a silver medal in stick arts at the Provincial Games. The Qi Mei stick, which she had practiced for more than ten years since childhood, was her best weapon.
If Jiang Feng had not retired from school and given up on the path of professional sports, he would have probably won gold and silver in national martial arts competitions.
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