Superman of the Marvel Universe

"Die!"

Ronan the Accuser tightened his grip on the hammer and used strength again.

It's your turn?

This is not a turn-based game!

He just needs to continue to add chips and inflict another fatal injury to the opponent, and the scale of victory will inevitably tilt towards himself.

Kaka!Click, click, click!

Bai Sensen's bones were like rusty machinery without oil, making a sound like teeth.

The broken stubble pierced the skin, which looked quite shocking.

Perhaps because of the pain, Zod's expression became extremely distorted.

He roared angrily, and blazing energy emerged, condensing into two crimson points.

Chi Chi!

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It's like two laser swords sweeping past!

The omnipotent weapon filled with violent energy seemed to have been drained dry.

The dazzling light became dim and fell feebly.

Ronan, the accuser, was stunned and seemed unresponsive.

A few seconds passed before he could clearly feel the bone-piercing pain returning to his brain.

"Ah! My... hand!"

Along with the omnipotent weapon, there was also a strong arm that fell to the ground.

It belongs to Ronan the Accuser.

"I am not the one who needs to welcome death."

Zod's eyes flashed red, like a demon coming out of hell.

His left hand reached out like lightning and tightly strangled the Kree Empire Archon's neck, interrupting the painful screams that echoed in the arena.

Click!

A crisp sound.

The Kryptonian general's hard skull smashed into the nose of Ronan the Accuser.

The blood flowed out like a faucet that opened a valve, covering the entire face.

Five fingers like iron pliers pressed hard on the head of the Kree Empire Archon.

The almost useless arm hit the opponent's jaw.

boom!

The latter was shot high into the sky like a powerful cannonball.

Zod took a few deep breaths and bent down to pick up the long-handled war hammer.

Squinting his eyes, he waited for Ronan, the accuser, to fall.

Then he wielded a powerful weapon from the hand of supreme wisdom.

Bang!

The Kree Empire Archon was like a baseball being knocked out of the air, rolling around and turning into an afterimage.

The tall figure tore through the atmosphere and hit the alloy wall of the arena hard.

The sound is like thunder, and smoke and dust are everywhere.

"Ronan... fell? The powerful Archon fell?"

The Kree warriors in the audience were crying, as if they didn't want to believe what they saw.

The Kree Empire has a very strong martial culture. At such a young age, Ronan was able to become a consul, a member of the Supreme Accusers, and join the core power class.

Apart from noble blood, these factors of family support are also closely related to his own strength.

But Ronan, who is recognized as the best warrior of the Kree Empire, was defeated!

And the most unacceptable thing is that he did not lose to the Shi'ar Empire's guard captain in a sword fight.

But in the hands of a guy whose name I don't know, I encountered the biggest Waterloo in my life.

Others were also shocked by this result.

Only those betting dogs who were betting against the odds couldn't help but cheer loudly to celebrate their victory.

Finally no need to jump on the rooftop!

"You have to remember this feeling, Archon of the Kree Empire."

Zod strode forward, approaching the severely wounded Ronan the Accuser.

"You are not a god, and you are not invincible. You can bleed, get hurt, and...fear!"

The all-purpose weapon shaped like a warhammer, without any intention of holding back, smashed hard into the head of the Kree Empire Archon.

The Kryptonian general has never been one to forgive or let go.

For him, the best way to respect his opponents is to respect them.

Just lay a bouquet of flowers in front of the enemy's grave, that's all.

Ronan, who was unconscious, could not suppress a trace of fear in his eyes.

That is the awe of death engraved in the bones of every living thing.

"The battle is over!"

The space battleship suspended above the arena shot down a repulsive beam in time to push Zod away.

The Collector couldn't help but wipe off a cold sweat. He couldn't let the governor of the Kree Empire die in ignorance.

In that case, it will definitely trigger a new war.

It will be the Difan Group that will suffer losses at that time.

"Congratulations to this... powerful warrior whose name I don't know for winning the final victory!"

In order to avoid further complications, Tanya Difan couldn't wait to announce the results.

"His Excellency, the Archon of the Kree Empire, once used the resource planet he photographed as a bet, then..."

Bang!

Another figure fell into the arena.

Red cape, high collar, tight combat uniform, and distinctive mohawk hairstyle.

A tsunami of applause and cheers erupted like a tidal wave.

Because of the person who steps into the arena.

He was the captain of the Shi'ar Empire's guard.

Recognized as the most powerful warrior in the galaxy.

Sword fight!

"I remember Ronan the accuser said it was a no-holds-barred open challenge, right?"

Kalrak asked loudly.

He kept his eyes on Zod.

Suppose the winner standing in the arena is Ronan the Accuser.

The sword fight will not end in person.

The reason is simple, in his opinion.

The governor of the Kree Empire is not a true warrior.

Relying on powerful weapons and not having the determination to fight to the death, what qualifications do you have to fight against yourself?

This is what Karlak really thinks.

"I don't care about the stakes, but I'm looking forward to the fight."

Dou Jian said sincerely.

"You can go down and rest first to recover from your injuries and energy."

Zod ignored the other party and silently walked into the audience holding the trophy he had harvested - the all-purpose weapon that looked like a war hammer.

The accuser Ronan belongs to him, and the sword fight belongs to Luke. This is something they have agreed on long ago.

Although, this big man with a strange hairstyle looks very powerful and is worthy of a fight.

However, the Kryptonian general was exhausted and had lost his enthusiasm.

"I took his fight."

Luke, who was sitting in the audience, slowly stood up and gave up his seat to Zod.

He didn't make a grand entrance like the Kryptonian general, but calmly entered the arena along the stairs.

The sudden turn not only stunned the collectors and the audience, but even Dou Jian himself was a little surprised.

His sharp eyes glanced at Luke, but he didn't notice anything strange.

Compared to the accusers Ronan and Zod, it can even be said to be very ordinary.

"You... forget it, I'm not interested."

Dou Jian waved his hand, fighting with a powerful warrior like Zod would be exciting and hearty.

But killing a passerby with one punch will not give you any sense of accomplishment.

In his opinion, Luke is just a passer-by character with little presence or momentum.

The guard captain of the Shi'ar Empire has his own pride.

Even Ronan, the accuser, was not looked down upon, let alone a guy who appeared out of nowhere.

"I am his boss. If you want to fight with him, you must get my permission."

Luke said gently.

He looked at the sword fight like an old farmer in the field looking at the wheat harvest that was about to be harvested.

As long as you defeat the opponent, you can get another chance to draw.