Locke did not stop. He immediately swung the meteor hammer again, this time in a horizontal sweep, trying to smash Lin Taichu in half at the waist.
Lin Taichu leaped backward to evade the attack. The meteor hammer brushed past the edge of his clothes and slammed into the beast arena's surrounding wall, instantly cracking its surface.
The spectators were stunned and shouted, "Go, Locke! Smash him to death!" Others worried for Lin Taichu and yelled for him to be careful.
Locke struck more than a dozen times in succession. Each blow of the meteor hammer left a crater, and the center of the beast arena quickly became riddled with pits.
Lin Taichu had been dodging the entire time, with no chance to counterattack. He knew Locke's advantage lay in his immense strength and formidable defense. If the meteor hammer hit him, even with the protection of his bracers, he would be seriously injured.
After swinging for a while without hitting Lin Taichu, Locke became somewhat impatient.
He stopped, took a breath, and said, "Human, do you only know how to dodge? If you've got the guts, fight me head-on!"
Lin Taichu ignored him and silently considered his options.
The two began facing off, and the atmosphere grew tense.
Locke moved first. This time, instead of swinging the meteor hammer, he grabbed its iron chain and whipped it toward Lin Taichu, trying to entangle his legs.
Lin Taichu quickly jumped back and avoided the iron chain.
Seeing that he had missed, Locke whipped the iron chain again, this time toward Lin Taichu's arm.
Lin Taichu sidestepped it and slashed at the iron chain with his short blade. The blade left only a white mark on the chain and failed to cut through it.
"Useless! My iron chain is forged from