"You little shit, you actually want to fight me to the death?"
Louis's face twisted, feeling immense humiliation.
Even with severe injuries and holding his heart with one hand, his combat strength was still five times that of Gao Xin.
But this kid's moves were strangely effective. He had underestimated his opponent and almost lost half a move, nearly getting cleaved to death by an axe.
Gao Xin said coldly, "I am already a gladiator. It's either you die, or I die."
"Alright, alright, then go to hell!" Louis, enraged, charged at him with extreme speed while his organs were overclocked.
The sledgehammer in his hand was as light as a clothes rod, swinging wildly at great speed.
Gao Xin couldn't keep up with the speed at all and could only use his large axe to block.
"Clang!"
The sound of metal striking metal was deafening. Gao Xin was knocked flying and spat out a mouthful of blood.
