Chapter 34 Beating the Minotaur with a Stick

There is a box for Master Rubio on the second floor of the arena, and this time he is accompanied by the desert giant Zaid nicknamed "Double Blade Man".

Gao Fei entered the arena through the "watching mode" and found the box where Rubio and Zaid were, zooming in to observe them, hoping to find clues about the subsequent plot development from the conversation between the two NPCs.

However, Rubio did not speak much all night. He held a gold-plated monocular telescope and quietly looked at Su Mo on the stage through the lens. He seemed to be very interested in this foreign boy who looked a bit like himself.

Gao Fei could not find any clues from Rubio, so he shifted his perspective to the arena.

This time, Su Mo's opponent was Haruman, a minotaur warrior who was more ferocious than a lion.

This warrior with a bull's head and a human body was a popular star in the Sevinia gladiator circle. He had won 21 consecutive games, and his strong strength was reflected in an intuitive form.

The gladiator Haruman, who had the head of a bull and the body of a human, was estimated to be over three meters tall and weighed nearly half a ton. His muscular arms were almost as thick as Soma's waist. He wore a brass breastplate and held a giant battle axe. A golden nose ring hung on his nose, which was constantly blowing air. His two thick and sharp gold-plated horns were also golden and dazzling. His thick mane was like long hair draped over his shoulders, and his bloodshot eyes revealed undisguised madness and brutality.

Gao Fei opened the star map and checked Haruman's illustrations.

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· Haruman (minotaur)

Challenge Rating: 4 (1100 XP)

Chaotic Evil, Large monstrous humanoid

Hit: 63 (6d10+18, Toughness +12)

Speed: 30 feet

Defense: 21 (Size -1, Dexterity +1, Natural +5, Chest +6)

Melee: Greataxe +8 (3d6+8/Strong), Gore +8 (2d6+8/Strong)

Attributes: Str 21, Dex 13, Con 17, Int 7, Wis 16, Cha 8

Skills: Perception +5

Senses: Darkvision, Passive Perception 15

Special Abilities: Sensitive Sense of Smell, Old Bull Knows the Way (Tauren never get lost!), Strong

Special Attacks: Power Attack (Damage Dice +3), Power Charge (Run at least 10 feet in a straight line before charging, dealing 4d6+8 piercing damage to the target and knocking it to the ground; a DC19 Strength check can prevent it from being knocked to the ground)

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This is the first time Gao Fei has seen a monster with a challenge level of 4. If we only look at the data on paper, Haruman's comprehensive strength on both offense and defense is absolutely overwhelming Su Mo, and Gao Fei's Berserker Basaka is also dwarfed by it.

In this fight tonight, Gao Fei believes that Jiang Feng can eventually win with his exquisite operation that far exceeds the average level of an apprentice celestial being, but the process will be more difficult than the last fight against the lion, and injuries are inevitable.

However, when the game officially started, the development of the situation in the arena was far beyond his expectations.

When the bell announcing the start of the fight rang, the minotaur warrior Haruman raised his head and roared amid the cheers of the crowd, pounding his chest with his left fist, and the iron glove hitting the breastplate made a clanging sound that shocked the whole crowd.

This was Haruman's usual demonstration ritual, but the young monk on the opposite side, who couldn't even reach his shoulder on tiptoe, didn't show any fear. He silently stimulated his true energy, activated the "Daylight Barrier", and shook his belt to turn it into a stick that shone with a metallic luster.

The minotaur looked at the five-foot-long stick in the opponent's hand, raised his door-like giant axe with one hand, and a contemptuous grin appeared on his face, mocking the opponent for overestimating his own abilities.

This time Jiang Feng's monk took the initiative to attack, stepped lightly and floated to the minotaur, and swung the stick to his knees.

As a perennial champion in the arena, Haruman was not like a lion who could only fight by instinct. He took the initiative to step forward and compressed the space for the stick to accelerate.

Before Suma could fully exert his strength, the stick hit the opponent's knee and was bounced off by the strong leg muscles of the minotaur warrior.

"Tremble, little chicken! Haruman will chop off your head and use it as a wine glass!"

The huge figure of the minotaur completely submerged the thin monk, and he swung his battle axe with a wild laugh, as if he had seen the exciting scene of the opponent's head flying and blood splattering.

However, in the next moment, the young monk suddenly shrank down, rolled forward on the spot, passed between Haruman's legs, and hit the minotaur's buttocks with a backhand stick.

The severe pain and impact from the buttocks forced the minotaur warrior to stagger forward, and the huge axe hit the ground with sparks flying, and the axe blade was deeply embedded in the cracks of the rock.

The Minotaur's full-strength attack missed, and he barely managed to stand firm. Before he could draw his giant axe, Soma had already launched a counterattack from behind him, thrusting his brow-high stick between Haruman's legs, using his ankle joint as a lever, prying and tripping the burly opponent to the ground in a very clever way.

The Minotaur fell on his back, and his heavy body and breastplate hit the ground. The roar echoed over the arena for a long time until it was drowned out by the screams of the audience below.

Haruman's fall was really severe, with a big bump on the back of his head, dizziness, and stars in his eyes.

He had never suffered such a loss in the arena, and he could not help but get angry and ashamed. He hurriedly turned over and got up, shaking his still dizzy head. He did not bother to retrieve the giant axe, but pawed the ground with his hind legs like an angry bull, bent his waist, poked his head out, and snorted with air from his nostrils. He rushed towards the young monk with his bare hands, trying to knock down this cunning opponent with his horns!

Jiang Feng calmly dodged the Minotaur's charge. When he passed by, his stick was like a spirit snake, whipping Haruman's left calf bone like lightning, making a snapping sound that made the audience's scalp numb!

The Minotaur's calf bone was cracked by the stick, and the excruciating pain made his huge body unable to keep balance. Under the inertia of the charge, he flew into the air, fell to the ground with a bang, and slid forward for more than ten meters before stopping.

Haruman's facial muscles were twisted in pain. He covered his broken leg and tried to struggle to get up.

The young monk looked cold, strode forward, held the stick with both hands and swung it vigorously, hitting the back of the Minotaur's head, knocking him down again, his eyes rolled back and he fainted.

The fight lasted less than ten minutes in total, and Jiang Feng's monk won again. From the scene, it was even easier than the last time he challenged the lion!

The audience cheered loudly, and Gao Fei, the invisible audience, couldn't help but applaud and cheer, deeply shocked!

It was not until this moment that he remembered that Jiang Feng had won a silver medal in the stick art at the provincial sports meeting. The Qimei stick, which she had practiced for more than ten years since childhood, was her best weapon.

If Jiang Feng had not retired to go to school and given up the path of professional sports, she would have won gold and silver in the national martial arts competition.

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