"Is this the gladiator spirit you're so proud of?"

Instead of approaching the topic from another angle, Li Zhen, after a few 'gloomy' seconds, directly tried to poke Mongo's lungs.

The cosmic tyrant, whose confidence had completely swelled, sighed and finally extended his other hand, expressing his apology to Lee Jung.

"I'm sorry, I just didn't want to seriously injure a future powerhouse, but you're even better than I imagined. From now on, I will give you the respect you deserve."

Li Zhen gave a soft snort, then mustered all her strength and charged straight at Meng Ge.

This time, he flashed to Mongo's side, intending to replicate his previous feat in the Olympian realm on Earth, where he defeated Atlas, who was also significantly larger than him.

But Li Zhen did not succeed.

Mongo's physique wasn't as exaggerated as Atlas's, who was a Titan, so in terms of speed, he wasn't much slower than the smaller Li Zhen.

So Li Zhen didn't even land a single punch before Meng Ge, who quickly crouched down, rammed him head-on with a powerful shoulder strike and sent him flying.

Although proportionally speaking, Mongo's arm impact was not as damaging to Lee Jung as Atlas's Earth Falling Punch was to Lee Jung.

Therefore, after flying backward for about ten meters, Li Zhen regained his balance by offsetting the impact force at a height of half a meter.

But Mengo had already taken large strides in pursuit, and almost the instant Li Zhen stopped, he delivered another heavy punch. Knowing that combat instincts precede thought and reaction, Li Zhen consciously crossed her arms the moment Mengo's fist was charging up. However, the instant the gust of wind hit her face, she realized she had made a terrible mistake.

This divine body isn't much stronger than Shazam in his normal state; he should abandon blocking and switch to dodging.

The gap is too large. Even if it's impossible to escape completely, not blocking this attack will definitely result in less damage than if it were blocked head-on.

That's empiricism.

Previously, the battle area was based on the surface area of ​​a planet, or at the very least, an asteroid; we had never fought a battle in such a small arena.

Shazam's Sleep-Inducing Punch landed squarely on Lee Jung's arm, instantly transforming her into a baseball struck with full force, her white afterimage crashing straight into the laser network at the edge of the arena.

The repulsive field and a small amount of burning electric shock damage forcefully pushed Li Zhen away.

But the next moment, Li Zhen was surprised to find that she had not fallen into a state of temporary unconsciousness.

There was no blood spurting out; instead, a few golden rays of light spilled from the corners of his mouth.

It disappeared under Li Zhen's skin in an instant.

"Holy crap? This divinely created body even has special properties?"

While he will still feel pain from sufficiently powerful attacks, he can directly offset negative effects from attacks and injuries that exceed his physical limits using his divine power. In other words, before his divine power is exhausted, physical damage will never cause him to become dizzy, lose focus, or experience excruciating pain that affects his combat performance.

It's even equivalent to another level of resisting death.

Moreover, if he uses this divinely created body as his main body, and dies in the lower realm, he can be resurrected directly in Olympus as a spirit.

If he were willing to give everything he had to Olympus, then the spirit resurrected in the realm of the gods could instantly return to its original form.

Although Li Zhen would never give up her original body, nor does she want to truly join Olympus, the buff of divine power that can offset negative status effects is still quite tempting.

If the characteristics of these divinely created bodies could be added to the main body, Li Zhen's strength would increase even further.

To give a real-world example, Mongo used a lot of force in that punch.

This resulted in a certain period of aftershock after Li Zhen was knocked away like a baseball.

This tiny amount of time is insignificant to ordinary people, because they simply cannot perceive such a fleeting difference.

But for these powerful individuals whose physical bodies alone can rival those of speedsters, that is an extremely rare opportunity!

Li Zhen, who should have been momentarily stunned after being severely injured by the heavy punch, grabbed Meng Ge's swaying motion and quickly dodged to Meng Ge's side, finally managing to deliver three consecutive punches to Meng Ge's waist.

"..." Mengo quickly turned around and looked at Li Zhen, who had retreated again, with some surprise. His calm attitude finally underwent a subtle change.

Those three punches didn't do much damage; they were roughly equivalent to an adult being punched three times in the butt by a sixth-grade elementary school child.

However, this is far too insulting.

As for the ordinary Mongolians watching from the sidelines, they basically didn't see what exactly happened.

You can vaguely sense that Mengo has the upper hand, because the white afterimage representing Li Zhen is flying around the field like a ball.

Then all that could be heard was the dull thud of fists colliding with flesh.

Jason and Mongo's daughter were able to see through the fighting.

At this moment, one of them was frowning because Li Zhen had helped him test Meng Ge's approximate strength.

Another person was so angry that they were completely disoriented after finally realizing what the insults had been said.

So much so that they forgot about the habitual sarcastic remarks.

Mongo's daughter now looked so eager to rush over and fight Jason to the death.

However, Jason, who seemed to have been significantly less aggressive than Shazam during their earlier rampage, actually only scored slightly lower than Shazam in the combat power evaluation of artifacts. Her injuries from being brutally beaten by Li Zhen haven't fully healed, and in a real fight, there's a chance Jason might just kill her.

Mongo doesn't have much affection for his daughter, especially now that he's completely captivated by Li Zhen. If Jason were to kill Mongo's daughter now, she would likely die in vain.

For Mongo, exchanging a weak daughter for three capable henchmen was an extremely worthwhile deal.

So in the end, Mongo's daughter could only reluctantly turn her gaze away, praying in her heart that her father would be harsher later and help her vent her anger.

In the arena, Li Zhen clashed with Meng Ge once again.

Li Zhen's extensive combat experience allowed him to quickly master the unique mechanics of the God-made Body. He grasped the fighting method that could truly utilize this in his battle against Mengo in just a few punches and kicks.

He abandoned his attempt to dodge and directly confronted Mongo head-on.

If Meng Ge doesn't want to repeat the embarrassing scene of being punched repeatedly by Li Zhen due to overexertion, then Meng Ge must hold back some of his strength when he fights.

Even with his power restored, Meng Ge couldn't knock Li Zhen to sleep with a single punch; his heaviest blow would only break Li Zhen's bones and tendons.

However, injuries such as broken bones and torn tendons can be directly negated and erased by divine power.

Before his divine power ran out, he could keep battling and hammering with Mongo.

To maintain his authority, Mongo could only feign composure, parrying Li Zhen's attacks while occasionally throwing a relatively hard punch at her. At least this one-sided beating, showcasing his effortless fighting style, wouldn't make him lose face and would even increase his prestige in the world of war.

It's better to have the lazy idea of ​​getting away with it by throwing a powerful punch, only to get three punches to the butt from Lee Jung-ka's powerful frame.

The consequence of such a tacit choice was that, although Meng Ge maintained his war god dignity and continued to beat Li Zhen with ease.

But in the eyes of those aliens who also revered gladiatorship, Li Zhen was also portrayed as an indomitable warrior who, despite being repeatedly beaten, still gritted his teeth and threw punches.

Gradually, some discordant voices began to appear in the cheers that originally belonged exclusively to Mongo, the God of War.

One gladiator wearing a collar excitedly ran up to Jason and, under Jason's wary gaze, asked for Li Zhen's name.

Jason was a little stunned, but still chose a name that was real but relatively unknown.

"His name is Jeanne."

The gladiator wearing the collar ran back and whispered among himself to his companions.

A moment later.

Outside the arena, there were loud chants of "Unyielding Jeanne".

Mongo's daughter dared not fight Jason to the death, but she dared to confront the collared gladiators, whose status in the war fortress was comparable to that of slaves. She stormed toward the group of gladiators of various skin colors and races, pulling out a long whip crackling with electricity from her bosom.

Just as the gladiators cheering for the Unyielding Jeanne were about to be whipped, a group that shocked everyone knocked away a Mongos guard in a distant passageway and rushed into the arena.

The hum of the kinetic energy gun, the flashing spots of light in the air, and the various distinctive alien curses.

Those were a group of aliens who had not yet been completely subdued by Mongo. Because of Mongo's recent large-scale capture operations, the population of the War Fortress had suddenly increased several times, so they had not yet had time to torture or win people over one by one.

And the one who liberated and led these warriors was none other than the clown, who had changed into a purple Montgomery spacesuit that didn't quite fit.

He was laughing maniacally, holding a small, pistol-like kinetic gun in his hand.

Yes, neither Mongo nor his daughter ever took the Joker seriously.

So they were busy chasing and trapping Jason, Li Zhen, and the others, but they let the Joker run rampant inside the war fortress.

Because in the customs of Menggaoxing, only the strong are worthy of respect.

The Joker has neither the physique to be a powerful gladiator nor the will to fight.

His rating on that blue crystal screen was only a fraction of a percent.

Mongo, who had knocked Li Zhen down with another punch, frowned and looked toward the source of the commotion, his face turning ashen in an instant. He didn't even care that the gladiators were cheering for Li Zhen, just as he was generous in bestowing upon the Berserker Wolf the high-end resources he provided.

Mongo has plenty of patience with any of his "capable henchmen" who are weaker than himself.

But Mongo was furious that the clown, whom he didn't even consider worthy of his attention, suddenly barged in and caused trouble while he was busy subduing Li Zhen.

He turned around, intending to unlock the laser cage and then crush the green-haired clown to death.

But at that very moment, a hand blade made of flesh and blood pierced straight through his chest from behind.

Mongo's eyes widened instantly.

"How could you...?"

At this moment, what he really cares about is not betrayal.

He wanted to ask Li Zhen why she possessed the strength to break through his defenses, which was completely beyond his expectations.

But Mengo was no longer able to finish a sentence.

Because he does not possess a self-healing ability comparable to that powerful physique.

Almost the instant Mongo's attention was drawn to the clown, Lee Jung smoothly switched back to his original form and calmly slashed downwards with his hand. This was the first time his hand strike had encountered significant resistance.

It's roughly similar to cutting plastic Lego blocks with a blade; it can cut, but it's quite laborious.

Mongo spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes flashing with ruthlessness, and grabbed Li Zhenlu's hand with a backhand.

He cannot heal himself, but with this level of physique, even if his heart is pierced, he will not die instantly.

"ah!!!!!"

With a roar, Meng Ge spun around and delivered a powerful punch, striking Li Zhen in the temple with a resounding thud.

This single strike, imbued with all of Mengo's rage and power before his death, shattered half of Li Zhen's skull and the brain tissue inside.

The daughter of Mongo's electric whip fell to the floor; she had no heart to watch the clown leading the rebels in their relentless charge through the Mongolian crowd.

Surprised, his blank gaze fell to the blue crystal that could be used to assess combat strength.

The rating of that despicable powerhouse in white armor changed numbers amidst the crackling electricity.

"9.1. 』

"How is this possible?!" Watching Li Zhen, whose head was half shattered, struggle to pull her arm off Meng Ge's corpse and stagger to her feet, her injuries, which should have killed her instantly, healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Jason, who had been tolerating her for so long, silently pulled out his gun and aimed it at her.

After a moment of fear, the daughter of Mongo sighed softly.

"Father, please be very careful. A power level of 9.0 or higher is enough to cause you fatal injuries."

"That insidious scoundrel has a score of 9.1!"

Mongo's voice rang out again, as if from a ghost.

"Wow, it's that high? Looks like my caution was justified."

written request for leave

Damn, my brain has been overflowing with a new idea since the day before yesterday. After finishing the normal update last night, I couldn't resist starting a new book and wrote two chapters. I even sent it to the editor today. But now I'm too excited and my brain is a bit foggy. When I'm writing this book, my mind keeps wandering to that other book.

I'll make some adjustments.

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