This lord is very scientific

On the ground of the practice room, blood overflowed from the corner of the centaur's mouth, and his face flushed for a while, but it disappeared in an instant.

He used his magic.

The magic power on the centaur was boiling, and the injuries on his body were also quickly recovered under the repair of the professional power.

Mainly internal injuries.

Before the fifteenth level, the damage to the body needs to be protected, counteracted, and healed with the power of a professional.

Otherwise, even a level [-] powerhouse would die if his heart was ripped out.

However, it is not allowed to use magic power for protection in gladiatorial fights. Otherwise, if you are a powerhouse of more than ten levels, you can use magic power to protect your body at any time, so what's the point?
Therefore, gladiators are not allowed to use magic power at any time in the arena.

If life is in danger, that's okay, but that's rare. With the referee watching, the ban can be canceled immediately.

Of course, there have also been death incidents in the arena, especially the higher the level, the easier it is, but such incidents are rare.

Therefore, the centaur gladiator in front of everyone recovered from his injuries in an instant and stood up again, but his face was a little horrified.

"What's that?!" The centaur gladiator asked exactly the same question as the students of Lin Ke's Tai Chi Martial Arts Academy.

Because Lin Ke seemed to slap lightly, but it made them feel like a prehistoric mammoth ramming.

Before Lin Ke could answer, the former student, Leopard Man Liana, spoke first: "This is Inch Strength!"

There was a hint of smugness on Liana's gloomy face.

Inch strength!

In Chinese it means "Cun Jin", and in Naseng's words it is similar to "strong strength within one centimeter".

Sounds deceptive!

But Lin Ke smiled and didn't speak.

What I have just used is not only an inch of strength, but also borrowing strength to strike strength, that is, four or two strokes of a thousand catties, and the method of transforming strength.

What happened to the centaur also caused an uproar.

"Ms. Toke was knocked down with one blow!"

"What a terrifying power! Did that Sparta use the power of a professional!"

"Impossible! It's absolutely impossible!"

The students made unbelievable voices, and even several other intermediate gladiators looked solemn.

They didn't understand the palm of "Sparta" just now!

It's not an uppercut or a lowercut, it's not a slam with waist strength, but a light palm!
Then he knocked down the huge centaur gladiator, who was still an experienced middle-level gladiator.

Horror!
"If you don't believe me, come next."

Lin Ke put his hands behind his back, he didn't wantonly show his muscles like those gladiators with bare breasts, but he felt calm and calm.

In the old days, in the arena, it was always a competition of whose muscles were more explosive, whose speed was faster, that is, whose thighs were more developed, or whose skin and body were harder.

Moreover, the roar often represents the powerful one, and the audience will always cheer for those terrifying growls and roars.

However, the students here today suddenly discovered...

Lin Ke just stood there calmly, wearing loose clothes similar to a mage's robe, with his hands behind his back...

Feel more handsome?

Not only is he handsome, but even his temperament is far superior to that of other gladiators in the eyes of the students.

The other gladiators looked at each other a few times.

Centaur gladiator Tok said: "Sparta's gladiatorial methods... are indeed very strong! At least they are intermediate-level gladiators who have won more than a thousand battles."

More than a thousand victories!

And he's an intermediate gladiator!
You must know that you can get an intermediate gladiator without winning a thousand games, and you may become an advanced gladiator after winning dozens or hundreds of games after an intermediate gladiator.

An intermediate gladiator who can win so many games among intermediate gladiators must be stronger than ordinary gladiators.

In this way, it is enough to explain the strength of "Sparta".

"Let me give it a try." The crocodile took off its jacket, its thick upper limbs fell back to the ground, landed on all fours, and slowly entered the field.

Lin Ke looked at the crocodile that was as tall as he was lying on its stomach, especially the upper and lower jaws full of sharp teeth, nodded slightly, and stretched out his hand to beckon: "Come on."

So, Athena just played again to act as the referee, with a happy expression.

She turned her head to look at both sides, and asked loudly, "Are you two ready? Get ready...the wrestling begins!"

As soon as the words fell, the crocodile rushed over like a centaur, and instead of opening its bloody mouth, it swept across with its huge and scale-covered tail, causing a gust of wind.

Lin Ke Tong Kong shrank, and moved his hands again, entangled like fallen leaves blown by the wind, followed the wind of the tail, and then lightly touched the crocodile's tail.

Just as he was about to use force, the scales on the crocodile's tail stood up in an instant, extremely sharp.

Lin Ke had no choice but to turn his grip into a point, and tapped the crocodile's tail forcefully, then kicked his body on the ground and stepped back.

However, the crocodile didn't end its attack. Just after flicking its tail, its body turned around, and then opened its bloody mouth.

This is the killing move!
Although this series of attacks was not as powerful as the centaur just now, it was much more difficult for Lin Ke.

After all, no matter how much the skin of Lin Ke's hands was enhanced, he still couldn't gain an advantage over the similarly enhanced crocodile scales.

For gladiators like centaurs, it is very simple to deal with crocodiles, just go down with a few hooves.

At present, Lin Ke can only dodge first, and then follow suit.

On the court, Lin Ke seemed to be dancing and twitching, dodging the attacks from the crocodile gladiators one after another, with incomparable agility.

The two fought back and forth, with the sound of wind howling everywhere, both sides were very flexible, attacking and dodging, extremely fierce.

While dodging, Lin Ke was also observing the situation.

It’s okay for the crocodile to stand upright, but now it’s lying on the ground with scales all over its back, as if it has the blood of a dragon, but...

This crocodile gladiator can't have scales on his head!

Lin Ke squinted his eyes, immediately clenched his right hand into a fist, and then took the right opportunity to hit the crocodile's head heavily.

"You think I don't know my weakness!"

Unexpectedly, the crocodile gladiator gave a cold snort, opened his bloody mouth again, and stood up again, protecting his abdomen with his tail and forelimbs, while biting Lin Ke's arm with his mouth.

With one mouthful, Lin Ke's arm will definitely be injured, even broken bones!

However, Lin Ke didn't change in the face of danger. Instead, he turned his hammer into a knife and sped up his speed a little bit. With his left hand, he used the method of borrowing strength to block the crocodile's tail and arms.

His right arm aimed at the slit of the crocodile's mouth!
The crocodile gladiator also saw Lin Ke's intentions, his heart became ruthless for a moment, and when Lin Ke's right arm entered his mouth, he immediately bit down hard.

"Katha!"

There was a crisp sound from Lin Ke's arm, but it didn't break.

"Hahaha, I was bitten!" The crocodile gladiator Mohu made an indistinct voice from his throat, but his eyes became terrified in the next moment.

I saw that Lin Ke's arm was shaking at an extremely fast speed, as if he had been electrocuted.

resonance!