Marvel’s Superman

"Foola, is there an opening in the arena?"

Luke, who was sitting in the front row, took his eyes off the confrontation between Zod and Ronan the accuser.

"Handicap?"

Krypton's female commander glanced around and found that there were many guys in the audience sneaking around, moving back and forth in various positions.

They should be employees from the outer casinos, looking around for customers to bet.

As we all know, any competitive event will inevitably breed the gambling industry.

Even in ignorance, it is no exception.

Moreover, the early publicity of this battle was high-profile and full of gimmicks.

A bet on a resource planet, the Kree Empire Consul and the Captain of the Shia Guard...

There are so many topics to discuss, which attracts countless audiences.

Besides, if the duel between Ronan the accuser and Captain Shia's sword fighting.

Odds fluctuate quite steadily, nothing exciting.

The fierce collision between the dictatorial warlord of the Nakri Empire and a dark horse who appeared out of nowhere is more interesting.

Although the majority of the audience thought there was no suspense, Ronan the accuser has a good chance of winning.

But there is always a group of senior gambling dogs who are greedy for amazing odds, ready to reverse bet, and get upset.

In the arena, the two facing each other have not yet started fighting.

On the contrary, the audience was full of enthusiasm and enthusiasm.

"Do you really want to do this?"

Foola hesitated.

It's not that she doesn't believe in the strength of her superior.

Rather, among Kryptonian virtues, gambling is illegal and bad.

Especially if Zod finds out, the consequences may be serious.

"Just for entertainment, don't worry too much."

Luke waved his hand, comforting the Kryptonian female commander.

"Besides, can you rebuild Krypton with your hands alone? Even with the resources provided by Gao Tianzun, for a civilization and a race to thrive, that's just trivial."

Foola looked confused, and finally got up silently.

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"You shouldn't have come."

The accuser Ronan clenched his long-handled warhammer and looked at Zod who was not far away.

He thought that the other party would find a place to hide, instead of going to the appointment on time.

After all, in the galaxy.

No one knows Ronan's murderous name.

"Kryptonians will not refuse a challenge, nor will they run away."

General Krypton had a cold face, and the metal armor hummed and vibrated like a lava volcano ready to go.

"Very well, I will bestow upon you the highest honor - to die under the warhammer of the consul of the Kree Empire."

There was a hint of admiration in the accuser Ronan's eyes.

The Kree Empire is the leading military empire in the galaxy.

The Cree are also known for their belligerence and brutality.

They can slaughter all life on a planet with a straight face, while respecting those who fight for their faith.

Zod didn't continue talking nonsense, the dark cloak was raised high, and the tall body took a step.

Boom!

Invisible air waves tumbling and rushing, spreading in all directions.

The space seemed to stagnate suddenly, and General Krypton's every move seemed to slow down.

This is actually a visual clutter.

Zod's speed was extremely fast, turning into an unstoppable black figure.

When everyone was caught off guard, with an unparalleled tyrannical aura, he rushed towards the accuser, Ronan.

For General Krypton, fighting is always a life-and-death fight and bite.

There is no point to end, pay attention to martial arts.

Say hello before you shoot, that's stupid!

"Ah."

The accuser Ronan let out a sneer and swung the long-handled warhammer directly.

The airflow was squeezed into strips of white flocs, and the rumbling sound spread throughout the huge arena.

Wherever the warhammer passed, it seemed that the space collapsed, releasing waves of destruction.

There was no fear in Zod's eyes, and no plan to avoid his edge.

The right hand is clenched into a fist, the muscles are tense, and the heavy force is condensed on it.

The next moment, the god-level weapon bestowed by the supreme wisdom collided with the iron fist of the Kryptonian.

Boom!

A loud bang.

The incomparably solid arena trembled a few times, like an earthquake.

The ground beneath the two of them instantly burst into fine cracks, like an ever-expanding spider web.

The surging air waves set off dust waves, like a long dragon flying into the sky.

The deafening muffled sound from near to far stimulated the fragile eardrums of all the audience in the arena.

"Only to this extent?"

Affected by the force of the impact, Zod took a few steps back, retracted his fist, and taunted.

That long-handled warhammer is indeed indestructible.

It was a pity to fall into the hands of the accuser, Ronan.

General Krypton stared solemnly, exerted force under his feet, and slammed into the opponent again.

The earth cracked, and the ravines crisscrossed.

In a few breaths, the two figures fought with each other hundreds of times.

The terrifying sound wave swung out a circle of ripples visible to the naked eye.

Facing such a violent attack, the accuser Ronan could not help feeling a suffocating pressure.

Zod's combat awareness is too good, and he can just dodge the shock wave fired by the warhammer every time.

Let this all-purpose weapon be useless.

Moreover, the Kryptonian's iron fist is very powerful.

If it weren't for the Warhammer Condensed Energy Shield, I am afraid that the accuser Ronan would have been in danger several times and faced the bitter consequences of failure.

"You are a tenacious warrior, it's a pity that you met me!"

The consul of the Kree Empire roared, and the warhammer in his hand released heavy pressure.

The air seemed to thicken, and Zod felt a powerful force field.

It's like being stuck in a swamp and mud, and it seems like there is a towering mountain range on top of your head.

This is a god-level weapon forged by supreme wisdom, one of its own abilities.

Manipulate gravity, absorb energy, create force fields, launch shock waves...

The supreme wisdom of the Kree Empire named the warhammer "universal weapon", which can be said to be worthy of the name.

Seizing a rare opportunity, the accuser Ronan goes on the offensive.

Hands clenched, warhammer raised.

With terrifying power, it directly bombarded Zod's chest.

The metal armor from Krypton broke open a few cracks, and then turned into powder.

Before Zod could react, he was beaten into the sky.

He felt excruciating pain all over his body, and his eyes flashed with stars, as if he had been hit head-on by a spaceship.

In the dizzy dizziness, Zod quickly fell below.

Another bang.

Earthquakes.

The Gladiator's extremely solid alloy wall was almost penetrated, revealing a deep human-shaped dent.

"Welcome to death!"

The accuser Ronan rose into the air, like a prey falcon, pounced on Zod, who fell to the ground.

The black armor covering the surface of the body hummed and screamed.

The hissing airflow twisted like a group of snakes, making the Kree Empire's consuls look like gods and demons.

boom!

Violent energy, like ignited explosives, unleashes a terrifying wave of destruction.

Fuola, who was sitting in the front row, was nervous and couldn't help standing up.

She did not expect that General Zod would accidentally give the accuser Ronan a chance to fall into an extremely dangerous situation.

"Foola, you underestimate the will of a Kryptonian general."

Luke looked indifferent, as steady as Mount Tai.

After all, Zod is a strong man who can spend a few rounds with him, so that he will not lose to Ronan, the accuser who relies on the ability of weapons.

There was silence in the arena, and the people in the audience stood up one after another, poking their heads, trying to see the situation clearly.

This battle can be said to be ups and downs. At the beginning, Ronan, the accuser who was favored by the public, was passively beaten.

Zod became a dark horse in one fell swoop and showed his talents.

When the victorious Libra fell to General Krypton, the consul of the Kree Empire fought back, unexpectedly giving the opponent a fatal blow.

The smoke slowly dissipated, revealing a vague figure.

"Ho ho..."

Zod, who had smashed into the alloy wall, opened his palm and squeezed the warhammer tightly between the electric light and flint.

The raging energy cut through the Kryptonian's steel-hard skin like a knife.

The wound was deep, and the bones of Bai Sensen could almost be seen.

Tick ​​tock! Tick ​​tock!

The scarlet blood sprayed on Zod's face, making his face even more hideous.

Although he lost a right arm, General Krypton still blocked the fierce blow of the accuser Ronan.

Click! Click!

Zod gritted his teeth and yanked the hammer away.

Revealing those eyes full of anger and determination.

"It's my turn."

He spat out the words coldly.

ps: First of all, I apologize. I have been so busy these past two days, and my state is not good, so I have no choice but to stop.

ps2: Starting from tomorrow, it should be able to return to two changes a day, to ensure that there will be no more hip pulling this year.