"Thunder Hammer, Stand Shield, Chain Sword, there are so many weapons that it's hard to choose."
Alexander stood in front of a row of exclusive weapon boxes and was worried. As a collector, he had unknowingly developed difficulty in choosing.
There are not only weapons purchased from the Imperial Fists Legion, but also customized equipment from the Magus Blacksmiths of Mars.
Nowadays, each member of the Forbidden Army combat team led by Duncan Doppler basically keeps more than two weapons boxes.
"Your Highness the eldest son."
The Space Marines with the company champion logo of the Imperial Fists led two teams of veterans, fully armed, into the backstage of the arena.
"Sigismund?"
Since the Space Marines all wore tactical helmets, Alexander could still identify the leader's identity based on his voice, but he didn't dare to confirm it.
"Yes, Your Highness, I will maintain order in this competitive gladiatorial competition."
Sigismund knelt down on one knee and took off his helmet to reveal his face.
In this week, the patrol strength on the Mountain Town has tripled, almost all Space Marines have canceled their vacations, and basically half of the mortal troops are on standby.
He probably guessed why his company commander and master Lysander was stripped of all honors and joined Alexander's command.
The Captain must have committed an unforgivable mistake against the Primarch, but was saved by His Royal Highness the eldest son.
Facing His Royal Highness, the eldest son, there is nothing but gratitude.
"I'm looking forward to fighting you again if I have the chance."
Alexander drew out his power sword and made a circle in Sigismund's most familiar charging method.
Alexander can learn a lot about sword attacks in almost every competition, and he can always find a suitable attack method from them by turning the complex into simplicity.
He didn't know what Sigismund was thinking, and he probably wouldn't tell Lysander and Lann either.
"Your Highness, there will be a chance."
Sigismund stood up, revealing a heavy sword engraved with the inscription "Fist of the Empire" on his back.
"Then see you next time."
The cheers in the arena reached backstage, and Alexander pulled out an additional smaller version of the Guard's Spear and walked out.
"Your Highness, come and fight!"
Lan is wielding dual axes and wearing an unknown model of Terminator armor. Not only is his movement speed unrestricted, but he is even more wild.
Based on his study this week, Alexander could probably tell that it was based on the cavalry-type Terminator armor and was modified by himself.
This set of armor not only removes multiple layers of protection from the shoulder armor, but also adds power to the waist, abdomen and feet.
Looking at Lysander's equipment, it's much more normal. He just holds a power sword in one hand and a shield in the other.
In this gladiatorial battle Alexander was prepared to fight against two company commanders at the same time.
In the past, he could basically do every game without getting hurt. Rogal Dorn only came here a few times and saw the scene in the arena and understood that no one in the Imperial Fist Legion could defeat him.
Alexander was just using these veterans to hone his fighting skills. He was not very good at wielding the eight-foot-long snake spear, but he was awesome at using it to embroider.
"Lan, Lysander, you guys together."
Alexander planted the spear of the guard on the ground, held the power sword in one hand, and secretly charged the power glove with the other hand behind his back.
"hey-hey,"
Lann looked at First Company Commander Lysander and smiled innocently. The two of them had a tacit understanding.
The Terminator armor was treading heavily, and the metal collision was sizzling and harsh, but the frequency was getting faster and faster. The two power axes started to decompose, and a string of lightning flashed out, and Lan rushed straight forward.
At this moment, all Alexander could see was an armored rhinoceros running wildly.
The Yaojin armor leg bent and moved sideways, and the two axes flew past the sun ring on the back of Alexander's neck, without even triggering the stance shield.
Ding!
The two power swords were stuck together.
Then there was a loud boom, Lysander stepped on the arena with his feet and slid backward crazily, with a clear fist printed on the shield.
With just one move, Lysander's arms were shaking violently, and he couldn't hold the weapon steady for a moment.
Lann ignored the head-to-tail collision and used his body to block Alexander's sight. It was obviously to create an opportunity for Lysander to attack.
Alexander had gone through hundreds of training sessions, so how could he not be able to analyze this little bit of inducement.
Even if he couldn't hear how far Lysander, who was wearing silent boots, was away from him, he could accurately control the rhythm of the battle.
So when both of the power swords he held were stuck, even if Lysander reacted quickly and struck hard with the shield immediately, he was still faced with Alexander's power fist, which had already been charged up.
"oh!!!"
There were exclamations of exclamation from the audience, but the cheers stopped suddenly.
Fafnir Lane's Terminator Armor Magnet Boots clung to the metal deck to stop his forward movement. After turning, his double axes crossed and slashed vertically at the back of Alexander's neck.
Alexander didn't panic at all, he didn't even turn back, his sword-holding arm was flat, and he got into Lan's arms with an elbow.
In addition to its famous firepower and toughness, the Iron Cavalry Terminator Armor also has its famous weaknesses.
Facing an alien with a decomposition stance, and being pushed forward by a large number of them, it is easy for a rookie to be unable to make an effective counterattack.
Alexander got into Lan's arms, and the elbow attack caused his double ax to miss, and the weak spot in his neck was also exposed.
However, Lann was obviously not a rookie. He threw his two axes and immediately grabbed Alexander by the waist, preparing to force him to the ground.
In the end, Alexander suffered the disadvantage of short hands and short legs, but fortunately he had already completed the squat in advance, jumped up with both legs and punched Lan on the chin.
With just one move, Iron Rhino was knocked high into the air and fell into a coma. At the same time, he released his hands that were holding Alexander.
"Your Highness, your power far exceeds all of us. I am afraid that only Lord Rogal Dorn can effectively fight against you."
Lysander's eyes twitched unconsciously.
He watched helplessly as Lan was hit so hard that he foamed at the mouth and fell to the ground convulsing. He was then taken away by the pharmacist for first aid.
In front of his former subordinates and the mortal army, it was a bit embarrassing to be beaten like this.
Lysander was not someone who couldn't distinguish the situation. Alexander's punch made him understand what the gap was.
When he boarded the Phalanx from Alexandria, Lysander knew that one day he would be unconscious in the arena.
So he avoided Alexander everywhere. Unexpectedly, this day would finally come.
Moreover, Lysander also met the person he least expected to see.
His favorite subordinate and apprentice in the past was Sigismund.
"It's still a long way from Rogal Dorn."
"Lysander, you are the only one left now, so be careful."
Alexander has a clear understanding of his own strength. He is less than a year old and has not mastered psychic powers. Now he is probably only half as strong as Rogal Dorn.
He is not someone who likes to be abused, so he will not challenge the mature original body just because of a few words.
Moreover, without his wings, Alexander could not retreat calmly, so everything was naturally as safe as possible.
As for leapfrog challenges, that is something done by a person alone.
It’s not like Alexander doesn’t have a father, let alone a bunch of useless younger brothers.
