Cosmic Professional Gladiator

On the field, Li Lu and the Ant Tribe Haval have already played against each other.

Li Lu's tall figure seemed to teleport and appeared in front of Haval Cheng, and his huge palm had already slapped down. His furry palm was as big as Haval Cheng's entire body, as if he had slapped a mosquito to death, and slapped Haval Cheng's body on the playing field. !

Peng!

!

This slap of the palm made the entire arena tremble, and hundreds of millions of spectators could clearly feel it.

"What a powerful force." Xu Jingming secretly said, while staring at the body of Hafucheng under the furry palm.

"It was photographed into a meat paste?" Countless audiences watched nervously.

Li Lu's face changed slightly, he raised his palm, and the other palm had already slapped it down.

Pum-pum-pum!

!

The two palms slapped furiously one after another, wanting to slap Ha Fucheng completely to death.

Huffalo lay on the ground of the arena, didn't hide, but slowly got up with his hands on the ground, the process of getting up was very slow, and Li Lu slapped hundreds of palms.

"Just this little strength?" Ha Fucheng lowered his head and sneered softly. He suffered from the slap, but there was no wound at all, "Are you tickling me?"

"The body of the ant tribe is indeed tough enough." Li Lu slowly stretched out his palms, and a terrifying aura was brewing.

Feeling a faint threat, Hafucheng immediately retreated a thousand meters away, kept a certain distance, and looked at Li Lu solemnly.

"Ant clan, your body is so tough, give me a saber technique and try." Li Lu said calmly, and as soon as he took a step, his figure was already in the lake. Haval Cheng dodged immediately, but Li Lu's speed was obviously superior, and when he got close, a saber light slashed across Haval Cheng's body, a large piece of flesh with a carapace was thrown away, and purple blood spattered.

"Using the palm as a knife?" Ha Fucheng frowned slightly, completely ignoring the wound on his abdomen.

"Die." Li Lu had no expression on his face, and attacked one after another, cutting Ha Fu Cheng's body with his palm knife, trying to kill Ha Fu Cheng completely.

But Hover's body was recovering quickly, and the several wounds on his chest healed completely in the blink of an eye. The large piece of flesh that was cut at the beginning completely grew out in just a second.

"Huh?" Li Lu's face changed, "His recovery speed is so fast?"

Although the strong in this world have high resilience. But nearly one-twentieth of the flesh and blood of the body was cut off, and it only took a second for it to grow completely. This recovery speed still shocked Li Lun.

Xu Jingming was also shocked: "The recovery speed of the ant tribe Haval is dozens of times faster than mine!"

The bigger the body, the slower it will recover.

It is also at the 70th level and the dragon clan with a body length of more than 100 meters, if the tail is broken, it will take a few days to grow back.

If a human race loses an arm, it may grow back in a minute or two.

The ant tribe broke a leg and it grew back in seconds.

"Li Lu of the Ant tribe, do you have any new methods?" The ant tribe Hafucheng looked at the opponent, and after confirming the power of the opponent's sword, he changed his battle strategy and took the initiative to resist the attack with his thick chest and back. Even a wound can heal in the blink of an eye.

Li Lu continued to attack in silence.

Exercising sword techniques with both palms is his best method. But Haval's body is too tough, and his recovery speed is too fast.

"If you don't have a new method, then you will lose." Hafucheng grinned and took the initiative to meet him, resisting the palm knife with his body, and attacking again and again at the same time.

His small palm was like an extremely sharp knife, cutting bloody wounds on Li Lu's body one after another.

"The body of a strong man can be used as a weapon, but the body of this ant clan can be called a magic weapon." Xu Jingming could see clearly that the fingertips of the palm of the ant clan ran across Li Lu's body, which was a wound.

Li Lu was forced to defend, half of his mind was on defense, and half of his mind was on finding a way to win.

The two sides fought crazily.

But it was obvious that even if there were some wounds in the Ant Tribe Haval Palace, they recovered in the blink of an eye.

The wounds on Li Lu's body recovered much slower, and one of Li Lu's eyes was scratched out in the close quarters fight.

Blind in one eye, it takes about a minute to recover.

Such a long time was enough for the Ant Race to gain many advantages, and Haval took the opportunity to blind the opponent's other eye.

After fighting for a full six minutes, Li Lun shouted "I admit defeat" after a small hole was blown out of his head.

This game is finally over.

The audience was silent at first, and then cheered.

Many ant tribes, bee tribes and other ultra-small races jumped up and down in the auditorium, cheering passionately.

"champion."

"Haval Palace, champion."

The spectators of these ultra-small races were extremely excited, and they vaguely saw the hope of the Ant Race winning the championship. Since the start of the "Ten Thousand Races Competition", this is the first time that the Ant Race has entered the main competition, and this time it is expected to hit the championship. How could they not be excited?

"I lost." After Li Lu conceded, his heart sank a lot, "If I lose this game, the possibility of me winning this competition is almost negligible."

According to the experience of the previous few times, the winners are generally all winners.

The Ant Clan Haval became more confident: "As I expected, when the strength is close, if you fight head-on, the Ant Clan will win."

In the player's box.

Xu Jingming watched Li Lu leave the field from a distance: "Li Lu is blind in both eyes. In the later stage, he used his induction to fight, and a hole was blasted out of his skull. If I go up, can I win?"

Not sure!

Also in the player's box, the demon dragon descendant Lieyun and the gray elf clan Fujie also had solemn expressions: "The body is indestructible, he recovers extremely quickly, and his sharp claws are terrifyingly sharp. How can we win against him?"

The backs of the Ant Tribe's hands have black shells, and the fingertips have sharp spikes, which are simply natural weapons.

...

Time passed by every minute and every second.

Every game in the final round-robin competition was very intense. None of Xu Jingming, Ant Tribe Haval Cheng, Li Lun of the Ant Tribe, Hunter Cloud of the Demon Dragon Race, and Fu Jie of the Gray Elf Tribe were able to let go, and they all tried their best to win every game.

"The Ant Clan Haval Palace." What Xu Jingming paid most attention to was the battle of the Ant Clan Haval Palace.

In the fourth round of the round-robin match, the ant tribe Haval Cheng fought against the gray elves' Fu Jie.

In this match, Haval Cheng won easily.

Fu Jie's offense was a little weaker, and he couldn't even leave a wound on Ha Fucheng's body. There was no suspense in the game, Haval Cheng won easily.

In the seventh round of the round robin, the ant tribe Havalcheng faced off against the dragon descendant 'Hunting Cloud'.

The dragon descendant Lieyun was in the previous game and had just defeated Li Lun! It can be seen that Lieyun's strength is more than five meters tall. He is the most powerful and fastest in the round-robin competition, and his fighting style is also fierce to the extreme.

But……

His toughness hit a nail in Haval Palace! Lie Yun's ferocious attack only slightly injured Ha Fucheng.

In the end, Ha Fucheng blasted the chest of the demon dragon descendant Lie Yun with his fist, pierced through the heart, and forced Lie Yun to admit defeat.

"The seventh round of the ultimate round-robin competition is over, and the Ant Tribe Haval Palace has won." Pan Qiu, the host of the contest, entered the arena excitedly, "So far, the Ant Tribe Haval Palace has fought three battles and won all three!"

"Human Jingming also fought two battles and won two victories."

"Dragonborn Lieyun fought three battles, one victory and two defeats."

"Li Lun of the Li tribe fought three battles, one victory and two defeats."

"The Fu Jie of the gray elves also fought three battles, and lost all three."

The host of the competition, Pan Qiu, said in a high voice, "In this competition, Lie Yun, Li Lu, and Fu Jie have no hope of winning the first place! It is impossible for them to catch up with the Ant Tribe Haval Cheng in terms of victories."

"So the eighth match will also be the last match of this year's competition. It will be between the human race Jingming and the ant race Haval Cheng!"

"Whoever wins between the two of them will directly win the championship of this competition."

The voice of Pan Qiu, the host of the competition, spread throughout the world of all races through the broadcast.

...

In the world of ten thousand races, the audience of the human race and the audience of the ant race were all boiling and crazy.

Countless ant tribes went crazy. They hugged each other, bumped their heads, and jumped, eager to look at the greatest powerhouse of their ant tribe——Hafucheng.

The joy of the human race is not inferior to that of the ant race.

"Master Jingming is going to challenge for the championship."

"In the ultimate round-robin competition, Master Jingming won both matches. Once he defeats the ant clan, he will directly win the championship of this competition."

"Our human race, even the champion of the Ten Thousand Races Competition?"

The audience of the seven kingdoms of the human race couldn't believe what they saw, it was as unreal as a dream!

"We are very satisfied to be able to enter the main competition. However, Lord Jingming has reached the end as a warrior of the human race. As long as we win another game... Lord Jingming will be the number one among all races!"

"I can't believe it, I can't believe it."

Countless spectators of the Terran race were full of passion. They all watched the live broadcast, nervous and looking forward to it, waiting for the start of the final match.

...

"Lord Jing Ming has finally come to the end." In the auditorium, Yu Yangwei, Ying, and Fatty Funk were all in complicated moods. They had no hope, and finally saw their friends come to the end.

"Seize this opportunity, you can go out if you win."

"Jingming, we are hopeless, you have to seize the opportunity." Yu Yangwei and the others thought.

At this moment, the millions of high-dimensional beings who watched the game had complicated emotions, envious and jealous.

After all, one of Xu Jingming and Havalcheng must be leaving, and most of their high-dimensional lives have lost hope.

...

The host of the competition, Pan Qiu, was also paying attention to the condition of the two contestants. After confirming that the Ant Tribe Haval Palace had fully recovered, he said excitedly: "Next, it will be the last competition of this competition! Please enter the arena!" "

Countless spectators cheered.

In the anticipation of countless lives in the world of all races, two figures appeared in the arena.

Xu Jingming and Hafucheng faced each other from afar.

"There is only one last battle left to go out, and I must win this battle." Ant Tribe Haval said silently.

Xu Jingming observed the opponent: "I must seize the opportunity. The next competition will start, and the super-small race will have a greater advantage. The longer the delay, the greater the variables! This time, it is the time when I hope the most!"

The eyes of the two sides collided, and the hearts and wills also collided, and both felt the other's unshakable determination.