Marvel’s Superman

"Die!"

The accuser Ronan clenched the warhammer and exerted his strength again.

It's your turn?

This is not a turn-based game!

He only needs to continue to add chips and add another fatal damage to the opponent, and the scale of victory will inevitably tilt towards himself.

Kaka! Ka Ka Ka!

Bai Sensen's bones are like rusty machinery without oil, making a sound like toothache.

The broken stubble pierced the skin, which was quite shocking.

Perhaps because of the pain, Zod's expression became abnormally distorted.

He roared, and fiery energy emerged, condensing into two dark red dots.

Chi Chi!

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Like two laser swords swept across!

That omnipotent weapon full of violent energy seemed to be drained.

The dazzling light became dim and fell powerlessly.

The accuser Ronan was stunned, as if he didn't react.

It took a few seconds for him to clearly feel the bone-piercing pain returning to his brain.

"Ah! My... hand!"

Along with the universal weapon, there was a strong arm that fell to the ground.

It belonged to Ronan the accuser.

"It's not me who needs to meet death."

Zod's eyes flashed with red light, like a demon who walked out of hell.

The left hand sticks out like lightning, tightly strangling the neck of the Kree Empire Consul, interrupting the screams of pain echoing in the arena.

Click!

A crisp sound.

The hard skull of General Krypton hit the bridge of the accuser Ronan's nose.

The blood flowed out like a faucet that unscrewed the valve, covering the entire face.

Five fingers like iron pincers pressed hard on the head of the consul of the Kerry Empire.

The almost abolished arm struck the opponent's jaw.

boom!

The latter was shot into the sky like a full-strength cannonball.

Zod took a few deep breaths and bent down to pick up the long-handled warhammer.

Squinting, waiting for the accuser Ronan to fall.

Then, he swung a powerful weapon from the hand of supreme wisdom.

Bang!

The consul of the Kerry Empire seemed to be hit by a baseball, rolling over and over and turning into an afterimage.

The tall figure ripped apart the atmosphere and smashed heavily on the alloy fence of the arena.

The sound was like thunder, and the smoke was everywhere.

"Ronan... down? The mighty consul is down?"

The Kree warriors in the audience were crying, as if they didn't want to believe what they saw.

The Kree Empire has a very strong military atmosphere. Ronan is so young that he can become a consul, a member of the supreme accuser, and a member of the core power hierarchy.

In addition to the noble blood, the family's support for these factors is also closely related to his own strength.

But Ronan, who was recognized as the first warrior of the Kerry Empire, was defeated!

And the most unacceptable thing is that he did not lose the sword fight to the captain of the guard of the Shi'a Empire.

But in the hands of a guy who doesn't know his name, he encountered the biggest Waterloo in his life.

Others were also shocked by the result.

Only those unpopular gambling dogs couldn't help cheering loudly and celebrating their victory.

Finally don't have to jump on the rooftop!

"You have to remember this feeling, Archon of the Kree Empire."

Zod strode forward, approaching Ronan, the badly injured accuser.

"You're not a god, you're not invincible, you bleed, you get hurt, you... fear!"

The omnipotent weapon in the shape of a warhammer, without any intention of keeping his hand, smashed the head of the Kree Empire consul with all his might.

General Krypton never pays attention to the kind of forgiveness and letting go.

For him, the best way to respect the opponent.

It is to lay a bouquet of flowers in front of the grave of the enemy, and that's it.

An irresistible flash of fear flashed in Ronan's dizzy eyes.

That is the fear of death that is engraved in every creature's bones.

"The battle is over!"

The space battleship suspended above the arena shot a repulsive beam in time to push Zod away.

The collector couldn't help wiping a cold sweat, he couldn't let the Kree Empire's consul die in ignorance.

In that case, it will definitely start a new war.

At that time, it is the Difan Group who will suffer losses.

"Congratulations to this... unnamed powerful warrior who won the final victory!"

In order to avoid regrowth, Tanya-Thifan couldn't wait to announce the results.

"Your Excellency the consul of the Kerry Empire, once took the resource planet he photographed as a bet, then..."

Bang!

Another figure fell into the arena.

A red cape, a high collar, a tight combat uniform, and a distinctive mohawk hairstyle.

Applause and cheers like a tsunami erupted like a tidal wave.

Because of the person who stepped into the arena.

It was the captain of the guard of the Shi'a Empire.

The most powerful warrior in the galaxy.

Fighting swords!

"I remember Ronan the accuser saying it was an open challenge without limits, right?"

Karl Lak asked loudly.

His eyes were fixed on Zod.

If the winner in the arena is Ronan the accuser.

Doujian will not end in person.

The reason is simple, in his view.

The consul of the Kree Empire is not a true warrior.

Relying on powerful weapons, without the determination to fight to the death, what qualifications do you have to fight with yourself?

This is Karl Lak's true thinking.

"I don't care about the stakes, but I'm looking forward to the fight."

Toujian said sincerely.

"You can go down and rest first to recover from your injury and energy."

Zod ignored the other party and silently held the harvested spoils-the omnipotent weapon shaped like a warhammer and walked into the audience.

The accuser Ronan belongs to himself, and the fighting sword belongs to Luke. This is something they have long agreed to.

Although it is said that this big man with peculiar hairstyle looks good and is worth fighting for.

However, General Krypton was exhausted and not in the mood.

"His fight, I took it."

Luke, who was sitting in the audience, stood up slowly and gave his seat to Zod.

He didn't make his debut like General Krypton did, and he calmly walked along the stairway into the arena.

The sudden turn of events not only stunned collectors and audiences, but even Doujian himself was a little surprised.

The sharp eyes glanced at Luke, and he didn't notice anything strange.

Compared to the accusers Ronan and Zod, it can even be said to be ordinary.

"You... Forget it, I'm not interested."

Dou Jian waved his hand, fighting with a powerful warrior like Zod, his blood will boil and he will be hearty.

But killing a passerby with one punch will not give you any sense of accomplishment.

In his opinion, Luke is the passerby character who has no sense of presence and momentum.

The captain of the Shi'a Empire has his own pride.

Even the accuser Ronan was not taken into account, let alone a guy who appeared out of nowhere.

"I am his boss. If you want to fight him, you must get my consent."

Luke said softly.

He looked at Dou Jian like an old farmer in the field, looking at the wheat that was about to be harvested.

As long as you defeat the opponent, you can get another chance to draw a lottery.

ps: There should be another chapter, but it may be late~