Of course, the most important thing was that he realized that even he could not see through the true strength of the Savage Team. In this case, it was still unknown who would win or lose.
Moreover, he was a martial artist himself, and his understanding of martial arts in China far exceeded that of Westerners like Mo Li. He knew very well that a martial artist's strength could not be explained by test data alone.
When a martial artist faced a hopeless situation where death was certain, they would often unleash combat power far beyond their usual level to turn defeat into victory. Therefore, he felt that he might not really lose, which was why he accepted Mo Li's bet resolutely.
"Alright, hahaha, the Crown Prince is indeed the Crown Prince. You're indeed bold. I'll thank the Crown Prince in advance for giving me money to spend."
Mo Li didn't think that Zhao Junyu would actually dare to agree to the bet, and he was instantly overjoyed. He gave him a thumbs up with a mocking expression, and after a few words of flattery, he couldn't help but laugh heartily.
Zhao Junyu glanced at him contemptuously. He was really worried about the future of the Mafia when he saw Mo Li's gleeful and unsophisticated successor.
The time for betting ended, and the second battle officially began.
The big screen clearly displayed the scene in the arena. The Savage Team was as silent as ever, but his body was tall and straight like a pine tree, giving off a heavy feeling of being as majestic as a mountain.
Hurricane and Skeleton stood on either side of him. Their positions seemed casual, but in reality, it was a tacit understanding formed from years of cooperation.
Ding Ning sneaked into the arena and watched silently from the side. Although he knew that his Pops was strong, he was still prepared to fight at any time.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
When the Slaughterer entered the arena, there was complete silence. Regardless of whether they had seen it before or not, everyone was shocked.
The Slaughterer was nearly 2.5 meters tall and definitely weighed more than 250 kilograms. It was like a moving mountain of flesh, and the ground would tremble with every step it took, giving off a strong sense of oppression.
Pops was a little shorter than Ding Ning, but he was also about 1.82 meters tall. He was burly and tall, but in front of the huge Slaughterer, he looked as weak as a child.
"Three lowly bugs, hurry up and die. Grandpa is in a hurry to go back to sleep."
The Slaughterer extended its index finger, which was as thick as a baby's wrist, and hooked it disdainfully at the three of them. It grinned, revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth like those of a wild beast.
Superpower Warrior, a Superpower Warrior that was slightly stronger than Williams.
Ding Ning narrowed his eyes and immediately made a judgment in his mind.
A normal person's skeleton would not be able to withstand his weight. Not to mention fighting, it would be difficult for him to even stand.
However, not only did this Slaughterer walk with ease, but he also possessed a dexterity that was completely disproportionate to his size.
His father was very strong, but Ding Ning did not have a direct sense of how strong he was. He only knew that he could not see his father's cultivation.
Although his Dantian had been destroyed and he couldn't be judged by common sense, he knew that his father's skills were all in saber techniques. However, in order to hide his identity, his father had chosen to use a sword. This made him worry for his father.
"You want to sleep? Sure, I'll let you rest for eternity later. "
His father never wasted words with others and maintained his silence as usual. Uncle Xiaowu and his father's personalities were somewhat similar. They never liked to waste words, so Meng Wenhan was the only one to respond.
Ding Ning had the urge to laugh when he saw his usually old-fashioned and strict Grand Master bicker with someone.
"Damned little bug, go die."
The Slaughterer did not seem to be very intelligent and was easily angered. Seeing the weak little bug in his eyes act so arrogantly, he was instantly enraged.
With an angry shout, he pushed off the ground with the tip of his foot. With a loud thud, his enormous body leapt into the air, more than three meters tall.
Still in the air, a large hand the size of a cattail leaf fan slapped towards Meng Wenhan's head with a howl of wind.
The terrifying wind made it difficult to breathe, but Meng Wenhan's face did not turn red nor did he pant. He showed a strange smile and slid to the side with a misstep.
However, his father suddenly moved. With a flash of sword light, he stabbed at the Slaughterer's throat with lightning speed like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue.
Everyone's hearts were in their throats, especially those who had placed high bets. They clenched their fists and stared at the screen without blinking, afraid that the Slaughterer would be killed just like that.
Only Andrea and Dr. Mason were not worried at all. Instead, they had confident smiles on their faces. If the Slaughterer could be killed so easily, how could it become an SSS-level ace gladiator?
His father's sword attack angle was very tricky. Moreover, it was a calculated attack. He stabbed the Slaughterer's throat with great precision.
Clang!
However, a shocking scene appeared. When this fatal sword stabbed the Slaughterer's throat, there was a sound of metal clashing.
The Slaughterer sneered and reached out to grab the sharp blade of the sword. With a crack, the tip of the sword was broken. With a strong grip, the tip of the sword was turned into powder and scattered.
It took a long time to describe, but in fact, all of this happened in a flash. Before everyone could react, the Slaughterer hit the ground with a bang like a cannonball, causing the ground to tremble.
"Go to hell, little bug."
After the Slaughterer landed on the ground, he shouted and smashed his huge fist at the savage's head like a hammer.
If this punch hit the savage's head, it would definitely be smashed like a watermelon.
Just as Ding Ning could not help but attack, the savage unhurriedly took a wrong step and sidestepped the punch.
Behind him, Duan Xiaowu, who had been waiting for a long time, threw the steel fork in his hand with all his strength without hesitation. The steel fork whistled through the air, brushed past the Slaughterer's fist, and went straight for his eyes.
Although the Slaughterer's defense was heaven-defying, his eyes were his weak point. He hurriedly withdrew his fist and crossed his arms to protect his face.
With a bang, the steel fork stabbed into his fat arm. It bounced back as if it had stabbed into a ball and fell to the ground.
"Die!"
Just as everyone breathed a sigh of relief and secretly marveled at the thickness of the Slaughterer's skin, Meng Wenhan, who had been forced to retreat, suddenly shouted coldly. He took a step forward and grabbed the steel fork that had not yet fallen to the ground, stabbing it at the Slaughterer's navel.
At the same time, his father raised his hand. The short sword drew a bright sword light and slashed at the empty space behind the Slaughterer.
Everyone was baffled by his actions. They wondered if this savage had lost his mind and actually slashed at the air.
Only Zhao Junyu's face showed shock. He suddenly stood up in shock, his eyes frighteningly bright. He murmured in disbelief, "Prediction, it's actually prediction."
"The Slaughterer is finished. This time he's going to suffer a great loss," Ding Ning muttered to himself with a smile.
Ding Ning revealed a smile at the corner of his mouth and murmured in his heart. He sincerely admired the seamless cooperation of his father and the other two.
As expected, as if to verify his words, Meng Wenhan's steel fork accurately stabbed into the Slaughterer's navel. Fresh blood sprayed out along with disgusting grease. The Slaughterer screamed in pain and fell backward to the ground.
Then, everyone was stunned to find that the Slaughterer seemed to have come to them of his own accord. The savage's seemingly senseless sword slashed into his eye.
"Awoo!"
The Slaughterer's right eyeball shattered like an egg. It was so painful that it let out a miserable scream like a pig being slaughtered, rolling on the ground. Fresh blood dyed its cheeks red, making it look extremely hideous and terrifying.
Taking advantage of his weakness, Duan Xiaowu suddenly burst out like a cheetah and landed on the Slaughterer.
He landed on the Slaughterer's belly and grabbed the handle of the steel fork, pulling it out. Using the wave-like ripples of flesh, he flew into the air. Holding the steel fork with both hands, he descended from the sky and stabbed at the Slaughterer's left eyeball.
This combination of punches worked well with each other. It was as natural and pleasing to the eye as if it was a textbook classic. Mo Li's face turned ashen.
"Lowly bugs, how dare you hurt me. Go to hell."
Just when Ding Ning thought the situation was settled, the Slaughterer's furious voice sounded like a clap of thunder. The terrible sound wave suddenly erupted along with the roar, forming a shockwave that was visible to the naked eye. It sent Duan Xiaowu, who was descending from the sky, flying backward like a kite with a broken string. He was shaken more than ten meters away. After landing, he took more than ten steps back before he managed to resolve the force. Blood was already flowing from the corner of his mouth. Obviously, he had suffered serious injuries.
Ding Ning's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. He never thought that the Slaughterer would know sound wave attacks. He was caught off guard and could not save Uncle Xiaowu in time, causing him to be injured.
Just as he was about to attack recklessly, his father's voice suddenly sounded in his ear, "Don't act rashly. Your Uncle Xiaowu did it on purpose."
Ding Ning was startled and stopped what he was doing. A smile appeared on his face, and he secretly scolded himself for being too concerned. With Uncle Xiaowu's almost instinctive sense of danger and skills, how could he have been injured by the Slaughterer's sound wave attack without realizing it? It seemed like he was still acting.
"Damned bugs, how dare you harm the great Lord Slaughterer. All of you will become my food."
The Slaughterer stood up shakily and roared furiously.
His navel was bleeding profusely, accompanied by white grease that dripped to the ground. His right eyeball was broken, revealing his badly mutilated eye socket. Blood dyed half of his face red, accompanied by his distorted fat face, making him look like a devil from hell.
Mo Li let out a long sigh, and a victorious smile appeared on his face again. He even looked at Zhao Junyu in a threatening manner.
Zhao Junyu had already regained her composure. She still had her signature warm smile on her face, as if she was not the one who was shocked and lost her composure just now.
Seeing that Zhao Junyu did not look at him at all, Mo Li felt quite bored. He turned his head and continued to look at the scene in the arena, but he sneered inwardly. These damn yellow-skinned monkeys did not know how terrifying an enraged Slaughterer was.
Back then, he had witnessed with his own eyes how an enraged Slaughterer tore its opponent into pieces and ate them raw. That terrifying and bloody scene made him tremble with excitement when he thought of it now.
He was looking forward to the scene from back then repeating itself, tearing these damned guys into pieces and giving Zhao Junyu, who always looked like he had everything under control, a severe blow.
"You talk a lot of nonsense."
Meng Wenhan said coldly. He raised his hand and reached out to grab the steel fork that Duan Xiaowu had thrown over with great tacit understanding. His whole body shot out like a meteor toward the Slaughterer's only intact left eye.
The Slaughterer was strangely angry. With a roar, its whole body began to spin wildly like a pendulum. In the blink of an eye, with its body as the axis, a terrifying gust of wind blew.
The terrifying gust of wind actually caused Meng Wenhan's lightning-fast movements to come to a halt. His whole body felt as if it had fallen into a swamp, and it was difficult to move. The muscles on his face rippled like waves.
Whoosh!
The rapidly spinning Slaughterer suddenly moved. Its fat body shot up like a ball, crashing toward Meng Wenhan.
"Get out of the way!"
The taciturn old man shouted. His figure flashed and appeared beside Meng Wenhan, sending him flying with a shoulder. Meng Wenhan let out a loud roar, and the muscles all over his body suddenly tightened as he brazenly charged toward the Slaughterer.
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