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Chapter 460: The Battle of the Colosseum (End)

Poof!

The cold blade struck hard on the shoulder of the god-like man. Although he avoided the vital part of his head at the critical moment, the knife still caused serious damage to him.

-277!

The power of the sword slash also made the force-mad warrior take half a step back involuntarily.

Zhao Xi's third sword comes one after another!

"Haaah!"

The god-like man, who was completely at a disadvantage, was unwilling to be defeated. He raised his sword with both hands to block the oncoming war blade, but he did not give in at all.

Zhao Xi's counterattack completely brought out his brave side. Although he faced an unfavorable situation, he still had an extremely strong desire to win and still dared to confront Zhao Xi head-on.

But he failed to block this sword successfully!

Because at the moment when the swords were about to collide, Zhao Xi suddenly twisted his wrist and changed the blade of fate from a straight cut to an oblique cut, grazing his arm.

-102!

The extremely sharp tip of the knife cut through the armor, once again reducing his remaining HP.

Then, before the power of the third sword was exhausted, Zhao Xi followed up with his fourth sword. The transformation and connection of the moves were perfect, and the change of attack angle was even more clever, accurately cutting into the gaps in the opponent's defense.

The god-like man had to retreat again and again. He was beaten by Zhao Xi's flowing offensive and could only parry, without any ability to fight back!

After taking three steps back, the god-like man's expression changed for the first time.

Zhao Xi's blow not only destroyed more than 100 HP points, but also his self-confidence and arrogance.

He finally realized that his strength was not as strong as he thought.

Or to be more precise, Zhao Xi's combat ability is still beyond his judgment!

Although he rarely competes in large arenas, with the skills he has mastered in real life, the god-like man has never lost a duel with his opponents in "Glory", otherwise he would not have challenged Zhao Xi.

Now he realizes that even in the field he is most proud of, Zhao Xi has superior strength!

There is no room for opportunism in this kind of melee combat where skills cannot be used. Whoever has stronger skills will be the winner, no matter how unconvinced he is. God-like men cannot deny this.

He could only retreat. He retreated as quickly as possible, trying to put some distance between him and Zhao Xi.

The godlike man knew very well that although he had used the madness skill, Zhao Xi had also been blessed with similar abilities. As long as he could persist until the status effect disappeared, he would still have a chance to turn defeat into victory.

Keep the distance. Only then will he have a chance to replenish his HP.

But how could Zhao Xi give his opponent another chance? He was chasing the god-like man like a maggot attached to his bones, and the speed of his sword was getting faster and faster.

The Blade of Destiny had already been switched to the Death Glove. Without any burden, Zhao Xi maximized his speed.

There is very little time left for him, and without the Holy Power, once the possession of the God of War disappears, there will not be many trump cards left for him to use. You must know that even the reincarnation of fate requires 100 points of Holy Power to cast.

At this time, most of the players in the stands of the grand arena stood up. There was no noise or commotion. Everyone's eyes were firmly fixed on Zhao Xi, nervously watching his every move.

Everyone knows that the moment of life and death for both parties has arrived!

"kill!"

The god-like man retreated step by step, and when he was about to retreat to the edge of the Colosseum, he suddenly shouted angrily and suddenly swung the sword in his hand.

call!

This silver-white weapon came out instantly and roared towards Zhao Xifei.

The distance between the two parties was very close, and the move of the god-like man was absolutely unexpected. Even Zhao Xi was unprepared and was hit hard on the chest by the big sword, which immediately caused a long scar.

-298!

Zhao Xi's HP dropped a lot in an instant, losing nearly 300 HP points, and he suddenly fell into a precarious situation.

Generally speaking, non-throwing weapons will not cause damage even if they hit effectively. For example, if Zhao Xi's Blade of Destiny is thrown directly to hit someone, it will not hurt the opponent at all.

But if the equipment itself comes with throwing damage, then the situation is different!

This great sword of a god-like man obviously possesses such ability.

Of course, he also lost his most important weapon, and his combat effectiveness was reduced by more than half. Unless Zhao Xi could be killed immediately, there would be no chance of victory.

The god-like man pulled out his dagger and jumped on him as fast as a leopard!

With his attack power, even if he was holding a dagger, just one or two effective hits would be enough to drive Zhao Xi into the abyss of eternal destruction.

However, at the most critical moment, Zhao Xi did not panic at all because of his own crisis. Faced with the god-like man's desperate counterattack, he suddenly raised his left arm.

The goblin gun appeared silently in his left hand again.

Bang!

The dagger thrust out by the god-like man was only half a foot away from Zhao Xi's neck, but his chest was the first to burst with blood.

-126!

This force-mad warrior staggered, and his speed suddenly dropped.

There was a hint of despair in his eyes.

Seriously injured!

When the player's HP drops to a certain minimum limit, there will be a high probability of triggering a serious injury state, and all attributes will decrease at the same time.

It's not just him who is desperate, but also the players who bet on him, including the men and women in box number 0088.

"Holy shit!" The armored warrior couldn't help but yell.

But what is surprising is that at this time, Zhao Xi did not land another blow in time to end the battle.

Because the 30 seconds of the God of War's possession blessing time ended, he actually fell into a weak state!

The sudden situation inevitably caused Zhao Xi's reaction to slow down a beat, and his movements became even stiffer, and he even retreated like his opponent.

What kind of person this god-like man is, he immediately understood what kind of person he was, and he was immediately overjoyed.

He never expected that Zhao Xi would make such a big mistake at this juncture.

If it were him, even if he was weak, he would continue to attack with all his strength to suppress his opponent. If he held on to his last breath, he would be sure of victory.

Choosing to retreat is tantamount to choosing to hand over the initiative to your opponent.

"Go to hell!"

He roared angrily, used up the last bit of his strength, and accelerated towards Zhao Xi, who was already swaying.

"Hahaha!"

Under the twists and turns, the steel-armored warrior who had just been furious at the sight laughed loudly. Hua Yu and others next to him also had their hearts drop in their throats, and they all showed joyful smiles.

But the next moment, everyone's smiles froze on their faces.

Because at this time Zhao Xi switched his weapon and switched the Blade of Destiny to...

Magical flying ax! (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!


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