Blackmurk's eyes lit up. He knew that his strategy had worked. Although his opponent was strong and his Dou Qi was stronger than him, he was too inexperienced. He did not know how to deal with all kinds of situations. He only knew how to use his Dou Qi to solve the problem. Blackmurk was able to equalize their strength and even gain the upper hand.
Thinking of this, Blackmurk did not give his opponent any time to catch his breath. He swung the two sticks in his hands with all his might, and two crescent-shaped blades that emitted a cold light shot out from the top of the metal sticks. The two strangely shaped metal sticks actually turned into two sickles!
This was the true form of Blackmurk's weapon!
With the two scythes in his hands, Hei Wu immediately leaped up. The blades turned into a strange and unpredictable cold light as they attacked the black-clothed man. The lethality was several times stronger than before!
The man in black's face turned serious for the first time. He could only rely on his quick movements to dodge. He was confident that he could take the stick with his bare hands, but now that the stick had turned into a sharp blade, he was not confident that he could take it head-on without using his ultimate move.
Thus, the scene of you chasing me and I running away played out once again, but the roles were reversed!
Charles Brown sat in the VIP seats and watched the battle with great interest. He smiled and said to himself, "It seems that this black-haired kid is only so-so. Blackmurk Gawain can easily kill him."
Blackmurk's battle experience was not on the same level as the black-haired kid. If there were no accidents, he should win. In fact, the black-haired kid was stronger than him in terms of strength.
There were many examples of the weak defeating the strong in the Gladiator Arena. It was nothing strange. A battle was a competition of strength, tactics, and even a little luck. The black-haired kid seemed to be a little stronger than Blackmurk. If he met an opponent who was much weaker than him, he would be able to crush them. However, if he met an opponent who was on the same level as him, his weakness would be exposed. This was how it was on the battlefield. Perhaps a small mistake could lead to a collapse.
In the arena, the battle between the man in black and Blackmurk had become a tug of war. Relying on his faster speed, the man in black slowly got used to the rhythm of the battle. He began to accumulate his stamina. The Dou Qi and stamina that were consumed earlier were quickly and steadily recovering. Previously, he was almost unable to fight back, but now, he was able to fight back.
During this period of battle, he had discovered many small tricks. For example, Hei Wu's strange poisonous black gas required a large amount of electricity to purify it. But now, the man in black seemed to have mastered a kind of balance, and the amount of electricity required to purify the black gas was decreasing. Furthermore, he discovered that although Hei Wu's movements were erratic and hard to see with the naked eye, his instantaneous speed was much slower than his. It was with this advantage that he was able to catch his breath.
This battle was indeed very important to the man in black. It allowed him to gain a lot of valuable combat experience. It could be said that Black Murk was like an actual combat teacher. He used all of his strength to force and urge the man in black to grow quickly.
However, compared to the man in black who was getting more and more energetic, Blackmurk was getting colder and colder. His opponent's Dou Qi was not only very strong, but his recovery speed was also very fast. Blackmurk felt that if he continued to fight like this, he would be the one to exhaust his Dou Qi in the end.
"This monster, how did he train? Not only is his Dou Qi, but his stamina is also much stronger than ordinary people. With his recovery speed, he will surpass me again in five minutes. No, a long battle is not good for me. I have to end it quickly!"
After cursing in his heart, Blackmurk made a feint and then somersaulted a few times to increase the distance between him and the man in black. Since he had the upper hand, it was easy for him to retreat.
Seeing Blackmurk suddenly retreat, the man in black was stunned. He frowned and said, "Hey, why did you stop fighting? Are you tired? I can let you rest for a while. "
Blackmurk was angered by the man in black's words and laughed, "Haha, you monster. Don't look down on people. I just changed my mind and wanted to show you something interesting."
"Oh?" The man in black raised his eyebrows and asked curiously, "What interesting thing?"
Slowly standing up, Blackmurk revealed a sinister smile, "Don't worry, it's starting now."
After saying this, Blackmurk's eyes suddenly widened. The black mist that surrounded his body also spread out at the same time. Moreover, its color gradually turned into a dark red like viscous blood.
"I can see that you are very confident in your speed. Now let's see if your speed can help you escape from this move of mine."
The dark red blood mist that was spreading out seemed to have a life of its own as it crazily twisted after Blackmurk's voice. Moreover, the speed at which it spread out became even faster. In just a few seconds, it had completely wrapped Blackmurk and the man in black, forming a huge fog cocoon. It also emitted a nauseating bloody smell that filled the entire arena.
Seeing this scene, the entire audience suddenly lost their voices and screamed. Even the beautiful women on the stage stood up nervously and began to worry about the man in black in the fog cocoon.
However, the man in black who was wrapped in the fog cocoon felt as if he had been transferred to another scene. The scenery around him was filled with black and red. It was incomparably dark, causing his vision to be greatly affected. Moreover, his entire body became heavy and sticky, as if he had been soaked in a swamp. The most uncomfortable thing was that extremely strong bloody smell, as if it could penetrate his skin and enter his body through his pores.
Just as the man in black carefully observed the situation around him, Blackmurk's voice seemed to come from all directions, "Why aren't you running anymore? Why don't you try and see if you can still display the speed that you are so proud of in my Blood River Hell? "
The man in black kept looking around, but he could not find the source of the voice at all. He was shocked.
Blackmurk's confident laughter was still lingering in his ears. Inside the fog cocoon, boundless murderous intent was born. A series of rumbling sounds like muffled thunder continued to expand. Following that, the man in black's cautious eyes flashed with a look of horror. Because right in front of him, a blood wave that was at least six meters tall appeared out of thin air and slammed down on his head.
The man in black immediately used Thundering Shadow Footwork to dodge backwards. However, in this place, his speed was greatly restricted. Moreover, the blood wave's range was too wide. Without any other choice, the man in black could only use his ultimate move again, bracing himself to slash at the blood wave.
"How is this possible? In this place where there is no water, he can actually condense so many blood waves to attack. Even with a domain, it is very difficult to do this. Could it be an illusion?"
The man in black, Nick, was bitterly thinking of a way to break out. He did not want to die here like this. In fact, he knew this Blackmurk. This person was his master's blood brother. Today, he came to compete with this enemy of the Emperor Faction. He did not want to lose face for his master.
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