The reborn bride of the cold-faced third young master

In the grand arena, a fight between man and beast had just ended.

The blood-soaked young man looked down at the lion king at his feet.

The sharp sword that was originally inserted in the abdomen was inserted into the lion's head from the lion's eyes.

All the surrounding lions bowed down to show their submission to him.

The well-deserved invincible God of War!
The entire arena erupted.

What do human beings most admire?
Be a hero!
In the past, Yang Xu, the God of War, slaughtered all directions and drove the orcs out of the territory of the human race. Although he made great achievements in battle, no one saw it with his own eyes.

Witnessing him killing the lion king this time and making the lions submit to him was so shocking that he was speechless.

This is Yang Xu's eighth battle, and he has won eight games in a row, a mythical existence!
Wu Ti ran over first, hugged him and congratulated him loudly.

The remaining gladiators also surrounded Yang Xu.

Several people excitedly threw Yang Xu up, caught him, and threw him up again.

This is not only Yang Xu's personal victory, but also the victory of all the gladiators on the field.

They defeated the pride of lions.

They can live on!

Is there anything happier than this?
But Yang Xu was thinking at this time, his mission would definitely not be to kill the lion king, it was so simple to subdue the lion group, how could he complete the mission?

Ten days later, he was still in the arena in the center of the capital.

Yang Xu stood here again, but this time he was the only one in the arena.

He looked up at the group of tall stone statues beside the gate of the arena.

One of the stone statues is human. He is wearing armor, holding a shield in his left hand and a sharp sword in his right. He is fighting with orcs.

"Beastman!" Yang Xu muttered silently.

In his mind, he carefully compared the advantages and disadvantages of orcs and humans, evolved the fighting method, and calculated the gains and losses.

He knew that he could only win this battle, not lose.

The result of failure is that all previous efforts will be wiped out, which is not acceptable to him.

To do, we must do the best.

This is Yang Xu's life creed.

It was never his style to give up halfway.

Otherwise, in C City at that time, he would not have stubbornly faced up to the difficulties and caused such serious consequences in the end.

Of course, he is not an arrogant fool. Orcs are naturally stronger than humans. An adult orc is stronger than two of the bravest fighters of the human race. In particular, orcs also have a skill that can be berserk. The transformed body can increase by [-]%.

This is by no means as simple as adding one plus one. What madness increases is that all the states of the body, speed, strength, endurance, and resistance to blows will all be doubled.

But berserk is not without disadvantages, that is, berserk has a time limit, after berserk, the body will have a period of weakness, and the orcs in this period are very fragile.

Yang Xu formulated a battle plan based on this.

He thought that the first thing he wanted to do was to irritate his opponent and make him go berserk. As long as he persisted until the end of berserk, the balance of victory would be tilted towards him.

At this time, he recalled the exciting news brought to him by the cell boss yesterday, which filled him with hope.

Perhaps, as long as he can have ten victories, his mission will be successfully completed.

Thinking of this, a faint smile appeared on his cold face.

At this time, the arena was full of seats, and there was a din of people's voices one after another. Those noble ladies were watching the situation in the arena with their delicate long-sighted glasses.

"Did you see it? He actually smiled, ah, I was fascinated by his smile." A lady said to her companion while watching.

"I see, his smile is so charming, look at his muscles, he is so strong, even a lion can be killed with an empty fist." The lady next to him exclaimed together.

"Look, look, the orcs are released." A lady screamed loudly.

She saw two tall orcs walking out from behind the fence. These two orcs were more than two meters tall, with bronze skin, a majestic body, and protruding muscles on their arms and thighs. Pointed lower tusks.

"With one-on-two, how do you fight this? It's too unfair! There is no possibility of victory at all!"

"Where's his weapon? He didn't hold a weapon. Did he think his fist could withstand the attack of the orcs?
The men who habitually bought Yang Xu Shengli threw away their items in disappointment, and many cursed loudly.

The two orcs in the arena held huge wooden sticks in their hands. They didn't come up to fight directly. Instead, one of the orcs pointed at Yang Xu and said in blunt human language: "You are the hero of the human race, Yang Xu?"

Yang Xu replied coldly: "Yes, did you two come together or one by one?"

Yang Xu's contemptuous tone angered the two orcs.

The taller orc said to the other orc, "Tal, watch here, this human is too arrogant, I will let him know how powerful we orcs are."

"Hero of the human race, I want to challenge you, and I want to defeat you here."

After the gauntlet, he immediately went berserk.

The already stout body of the berserk beastman became even thicker, his blood spurting, panting like a cow, he bent his shoulders, kicked his hind legs, and rushed towards Yang Xu in a hurry, the wooden stick in his hand whistling downward swing out.

Under the gaze of the audience, Yang Xu touched the ground with his toes and flew into the air. At the moment when he met the attack of the orc, he took the wooden stick in his hand, gave it lightly with his hand, twisted his body, and jumped behind the orc. .

He raised his leg in mid-air and kicked the orc away with a heavy kick.

Yang Xu used the ancient martial arts Taijiquan that he had learned before. The characteristic of Taijiquan is that softness can overcome rigidity, and it can be used on orcs.

Yang Xu recalled the words of his instructor at that time: "If you can introduce failures, you can make a lot of money; if you can't introduce vain, you can't make a difference."

That is to lure the opponent to attack with force first, and when the opponent's strength is exhausted, suddenly empty oneself to destroy the opponent.

Yang Xu fell from the sky and looked coldly at the orc who was kicked to the ground by him.

The orc got up from the ground, shook his head, turned around, roared loudly, and raised the wooden stick in his hand to charge towards Yang Xu again.

Yang Xu bent down to dodge in a calm manner, sticking his hands to the orc's wrist, and using the orc's strength, he pulled him forward.

After the orc went berserk, he couldn't even control the strength of his whole body. When he was gently pulled by Yang Xu, he couldn't control himself and threw himself on the ground. He fell and gnawed on the mud, and even the huge wooden stick in his hand flew out.

However, the berserk man didn't know pain and fear, so he got up, and instead of picking up the stick, he just hit Yang Xu's head with his huge fist.

Yang Xu said in his mouth: "Move slowly, move according to your heart." His body fell softly backwards, his legs kicked fiercely on the orc's abdomen, and he kicked the orc flying away, and then he stood up again .

Although the orc has gone mad and his body is very strong, his abdomen is still not as hard as other parts.

The orc was kicked back dozens of steps before stabilizing his figure.

Another orc on the side rushed over, supported him and said, "Tuck, you can't beat him, let me help you."