On the floor of the training room, blood spilled from the corner of the centaur's mouth, and his face flushed for a while, but it disappeared in an instant.
He used his magic power.
The centaur's body was boiling with magic power, and its injuries were quickly restored with the power of professionals.
Mainly internal injuries.
Before reaching level 15, all injuries to the body need to be protected, offset, and healed with the power of a professional.
Otherwise, even a level 14 expert would die as if his heart had been dug out.
But the use of magic power for protection is not allowed in gladiatorial combat. Otherwise, if you, a ten-level strongman, use magic power to protect your body at all times, what the hell would you say?
Therefore, gladiators cannot use magic power at any time in the arena.
If your life is in danger, that's okay, but that's rare. The referee is watching and can cancel the ban as soon as possible.
Of course, there have been fatalities in the arena, especially the higher the level, the easier it is, but such incidents are rare.
Therefore, the centaur gladiator in front of everyone recovered from his injuries and stood up again in an instant, but his face looked a little horrified.
"What is that?!" The question asked by the centaur gladiator was exactly the same as the question asked by the students at Lin Ke Tai Chi Martial Arts School before.
Because Lin Ke's seemingly gentle slap made them feel like the collision of a prehistoric mammoth.
Before Lin Ke could answer, the former student Leopard Liana spoke first: "This is an inch of strength!"
There was a hint of pride on Liana's gloomy face.
Inch strength!
In Chinese it means "inch strength", in Nasenger's words it is similar to "a powerful force within one centimeter".
Sounds very coaxing!
Lin Xiao smiled but said nothing.
What I have just used is not only inch strength, but also borrowing force to exert force, that is, using four ounces to move a thousand catties, and the method of transforming force.
What happened to the centaurs also caused an uproar.
"Why did Teacher Tok get knocked down with just one blow!"
"What a terrifying power! Did that Spartan use the power of a professional?"
"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"
The students all made disbelieving sounds, and even the other intermediate gladiators looked solemn.
They didn't understand the "Spartan" slap just now!
Not an uppercut or an uppercut, not a blow with waist strength, but a light palm!
Then he knocked down the huge centaur gladiator, who was also an experienced intermediate gladiator.
So scary!
"If you don't believe it, come next."
Lin Ke had his hands behind his back. He was not like those bare-breasted gladiators who showed off their muscles wantonly. Instead, he had a light and airy feeling.
In the past, in the gladiatorial arena, it was always about whose muscles were more explosive, whose speed was faster, that is, whose thighs were more developed, or whose skin and body were harder.
Moreover, roars often represent strength, and the audience will always cheer for those terrifying roars and roars.
However, the students here today suddenly discovered...
Lin Ke just stood there quietly, wearing loose clothes similar to a mage's robe, with his hands behind his back...
Feeling more handsome?
Not only is he handsome, but his temperament is far superior to that of other gladiators in the eyes of the students.
The other gladiators looked at each other.
Centaur gladiator Tok said: "Sparta's gladiatorial method... is indeed very strong! At least he is an intermediate gladiator who has won more than a thousand battles."
Win more than a thousand games!
And he’s still an intermediate gladiator!
You should know that you don't need to win thousands of games to become an intermediate gladiator, and after winning dozens or hundreds of games as an intermediate gladiator, you may become a high-level gladiator.
An intermediate gladiator who can win so many games among intermediate gladiators must be stronger than ordinary gladiators.
In this way, it is enough to illustrate the power of "Sparta".
"Let me give it a try." The crocodile took off his shirt, dropped his thick upper limbs back to the ground, and slowly came onto the stage on all fours.
Lin Ke looked at the crocodile that was as tall as him when lying down, especially the upper and lower jaws full of sharp teeth. He nodded slightly, stretched out his hand and waved: "Come on."
So, Athena from just now came on the scene again to act as the referee, looking happy.
She turned her head and looked both sides, and asked loudly: "Are you two ready? Get ready...the fighting begins!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the crocodile rushed over quickly like a centaur, and instead of opening its bloody mouth, it swept over with its huge and scaly tail, causing a gust of wind.
Lin Ketong shrank, and his hands moved again, wrapping around them like fallen leaves blown by the wind, following the sound of the wind in the tail, and then gently touched the crocodile's tail.
Just as he was about to use force, the scales on the crocodile's tail suddenly stood up, extremely sharp.
Lin Ke had no choice but to turn his hand into a point, tap the crocodile's tail vigorously, then push his body to the ground and retreat.
However, the crocodile did not end its attack. As soon as it flicked its tail, it turned around and opened its bloody mouth.
This is the killer move!
Although this series of attacks was not as powerful as the centaur just now, it was much more difficult for Lin Ke.
After all, no matter how much the skin on Lin Ke's hands is enhanced, he cannot gain an advantage when facing the similarly enhanced crocodile scales.
For gladiators like centaurs, it's very easy to deal with crocodiles, just a few hooves.
Currently, Lin Ke can only dodge first, and then follow the loopholes.
On the field, it looked like Lin Ke was dancing or twitching, dodging attacks from the crocodile gladiators with great agility.
The two of them were fighting back and forth, the wind was howling everywhere, both sides were very flexible, attacking and dodging, it was extremely fierce.
While dodging, Lin Ke was also observing the situation.
This crocodile man was okay standing up, but now he is lying on the ground, with scales all over his back, as if he has dragon blood, but...
This crocodile gladiator cannot stand up his scales on his head!
Lin Ke narrowed his eyes, immediately made a fist with his right hand, and then found the right opportunity to hit the crocodile's head hard.
"You think I don't know my weaknesses!"
Unexpectedly, the crocodile gladiator snorted coldly, opened his huge mouth again, and stood up again, protecting his abdomen with his tail and forelimbs, while biting Lin Ke's arm with his mouth.
If he swallows it, Lin Ke's arm will definitely be injured and possibly fractured!
However, Lin Ke remained unchanged in the face of danger, and turned his hammer into a knife, speeding up a bit. His left hand used the method of borrowing force to block the crocodile's tail and both arms.
His right arm aimed at the middle of the crocodile's mouth!
The crocodile gladiator also saw Lin Ke's intention, and for a moment his heart became violent. When Lin Ke's right arm entered his mouth, he immediately bit it down hard.
"Kacha!"
Lin Ke's arm made a crisp sound, but it was broken but not broken.
"Hahaha, I got bitten!" The crocodile gladiator model's unclear voice came out of his throat, but the next moment his eyes became frightened.
I saw Lin Ke's arm trembling at an extremely fast speed, as if he had been electrocuted.