Seeing the headless zombie appear, the audience suddenly burst into tsunami.

The DJ's voice on the scene also increased by an octave and said incitement: "The one who is now on the stage is one of the two strongest men in our Colosseum."

"Headless Zombie--"

"Headless Zombie--"

"Headless Zombie--"

The audience was immediately furious.

One of the two strong men, the headless zombie!

Zhang Fan felt a little sad when he saw this headless zombie.

His sword drawing was extremely fast, and when the enemy had no time to react, he attacked the opponent's vital points.

The key to zombies is the head.

But this guy doesn't even have a head now, how can he attack?

In all film and television works and novels, if a zombie is hit in the head, it means she is dead.

But you, a zombie, still have no heads, and you don’t even have the only weakness.

How to play this?

After the headless zombie appeared, she swung her axe and chopped it at Zhang Fan without saying a word.

Zhang Fan no longer hesitated and drew his sword and slashed at the zombie's left arm with one blow.

Chih--

With a light sound, the headless zombie's left arm was cut off and fell to the ground.

The headless zombie swung the axe again and chopped towards Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan quickly stabbed again.

The right arm of the headless zombie was cut off again.

Zhang Fan then took two more stabs.

Chichi--

With two light sounds, the legs of the headless zombie were easily cut off.

However, at this moment, the broken zombie's arms and legs suddenly appeared, and more than twenty blood vines were poked out.

These more than 20 blood vines attacked Zhang Fan in an instant.

Zhang Fan quickly waved his sword several times to cut off more than ten of them.

But, a knife is not enough after all.

The remaining dozen blood vines entangled his hands and feet.

The last five blood vines directly wrapped around his neck.

Then he exerted force vigorously.

Click—

Zhang Fan could hear the sound of his cervical spine being broken.

His body slowly fell to the ground.

In my eyes that were about to be blurred, I saw the audience raising their hands and shouting wildly.

In my ears, the cheers of the audience came.

"Headless Zombie--"

"Headless Zombie--"

"Headless Zombie--"

...

Consciousness returns to reality.

Zhang Fan took off his goggles and found himself lying on the ground.

The sounds of the clones came from the ears.

They said while eating the meat from the plate:

"This guy failed again."

Zhang Fan smelled the delicious meaty smell of human beings, and his stomach started to roar again.

But he gritted his teeth and kicked the plate through the gap again.

The friendly clone on the left nodded to Zhang Fan: "Well done, we are humans, and even if we starve to death, we cannot eat the same kind of meat."

Zhang Fan nodded to the clone, endured the hunger that kept coming from his abdomen, and put on goggles again.

The scene changed and returned to the Colosseum.

The previous winning streak ended, and he had to start from scratch again.

However, this time the first opponent he encountered was the headless zombie.

He still cut off the headless zombie's arm, but he could not withstand the attack of more than twenty blood-colored vines.

Finally, in less than half a minute, he fell to the ground again.

Naturally, he did not admit defeat and entered the Colosseum again.

In this way, I entered again and again, and fell to the ground again and again.

Whenever his consciousness returns to reality, the sarcasm of other clones will be heard in his ears.

"This guy, is this also called practicing martial arts?"

"Is he practicing wrestling? He specializes in falling himself?"

"Stop falling again. If you fall again, the meat will not be delicious at that time."

"I've never seen a guy with such a poor talent..."

Zhang Fan ignored them at all.

He only had one belief in his heart: during a big fight, I want you guys to shut up and always shut up!

With such belief, he entered the Colosseum again.

In this way, I went back and forth, and I "dead" hundreds of times.

Two days passed until the 173rd time.

This time, after he entered the Colosseum, the headless zombie walked out again at the entrance opposite.

Every time he re-entered the Colosseum, the headless zombies would become intact like Zhang Fan.

In my ears, there was another crazy shout at the scene.

"Headless Zombie--"

"Headless Zombie--"

"Headless Zombie--"

The DJ also called enthusiastically again.

Zhang Fanhun didn't care about these things.

He was thinking about how to deal with the blood vines.

Finally, the headless zombie came opposite him.

Still the same as before, the headless zombie swung the axe and chopped towards Zhang Fan.

Still the same as before, chi—

With a sound of a knife, the right arm of the headless zombie was cut off.

But this time, Zhang Fan did not rush to kill other arms and legs, nor did he escape because of fear of the blood vine.

Instead, he kept moving and was waiting next to the broken arm.

Chichichichichichi--

At the broken arm, five blood vines suddenly jumped out.

Zhang Fan was waiting for this moment.

Draw his sword and use it suddenly.

Chih--

With a light sound, a blood vine was cut off.

However, other blood vines were already wrapped around Zhang Fan's neck.
To be continued...