"If you can do it, just let your horse come over!"
Julius, who was like a mountain of muscles, roared.
Immediately, the head-sized fist no longer took into account the return of energy, offense and defense, body position... and a series of other unpleasant things.
He finally saw that this guy was serious about fulfilling his words.
And my half-baked fighting skills are completely unqualified to escape his entangled oppression...
——Then now all we have to do is blast the hell out violently!!!
I swear by the muscles and fists of my Julius Reinhardt.
Even if it is a head-to-head confrontation without any rules, he will never lose to anyone!
"Bang bang bang!!!"
The sound of muscles clashing echoed through the entire Arena of Destiny.
The two men officially started to attack each other. Under the soaring punch speed and attack frequency, the terrifying shadow of the fist almost submerged both of them.
No defense or dodge!
There is no retreat or retreat!
From this moment until the end of the battle, all planning and planning in the fight will be abandoned.
——Only the most ferocious stand-alone attack is left!
"Okay, what an awesome spirit!"
"Those two people... no! Those two [monsters]!"
"This is the contest between fighters! This is the contest between real men!"
The wild fight and the extreme violence that can be appreciated even without professional commentary conquered everyone present.
Cheering wildly and shouting at the top of their lungs resounded throughout the entire Arena of Destiny.
That’s what the powerful are here for, isn’t it?
On Julius' huge body, the perfectly shaped and huge muscles were imprinting deep fist marks one by one.
The mark of the fist was so delicate that the depth made the spectators outside the venue couldn't help but wonder whether the muscles under the mark of the fist, which looked like twisted steel wires, had been beaten into minced meat!
Although Bai Tang Jing has no bruises or even sweat on the surface.
But he knows his body well.
The muscles are screaming in pain, the bones are shaking...
The physical pain is rushing to the brain in waves.
Thoughts flow through the muscles and skin, and the internal force of the dragon's blood travels through the tendons.
They can all improve a person's defense and recovery.
But, Julius Reinhardt.
This man once put a chain on the world's top F1 racing car, tied it to his body, and then asked the world champion racing driver to start the car while he pulled hard in the opposite direction.
Just to test my own strength.
Even if a yak with tight muscles and a weight of over a ton, like a biological tank, does this, the 800-horsepower engine will grind it into a puddle of minced meat!
But Julius Reinhardt, the crystallization of German life science.
——He stopped the F1 car abruptly!
I don't know how many times I was hit by such fists without any protection. With Bai Tangjing's current internal strength and mind cultivation, it is impossible to ignore it.
But just when the physical pain comes like a wave...
Bai Tangjing felt extremely refreshed.
It seemed as if the shackles deep in my heart were broken with the forging of that fist, as if some violent and bloody thing buried deep in the genes was breaking free of the iron chains and was about to roar to the sky...
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Feeling relieved in pain, is this the behavior of a normal person?
Bai Tangjing doesn't know.
But he felt that when a person has been struggling with his destined death for nearly ten years, his spirit should not be considered normal, right?
"Hahaha......"
Amidst the iron fists falling like rain, the boy's smile gradually changed.
The curvature of the corners of the mouth is not just an exaggeration.
——But [Ferocious]!
"Julius...
-You are amazing!"
"Tear-"
Along with Bai Tangjing's passionate praise, the casual top that had been damaged by fists was suddenly burst!
And what appeared in front of the entire arena audience was the face of an evil ghost laughing wildly in the fire of karma on the young man's back!
The huge murderous aura spread throughout the venue with terrifying will.
All the audience seemed to be choked.
For the spectators who came to watch the game, this kind of momentum was indeed a bit too high.
They come here to pursue the excitement of fighting with each other's fists and muscles.
For modern people living in the steel jungle, this is already a thrill that makes people's blood rush.
But if the scale of the competition crosses a certain unclear dividing line, such as "killing people", "breaking limbs"...or maybe Bai Tangjing's courage at this time.
Then the audience’s mentality is not [excited], but [fearful]!
Who in the right mind would want to see the tragic death of his own kind?
Unlike the layman audience who were silent, the area for combatants in the special seats became noisy.
"Hey, hey, hey! Are you kidding? That scary muscle outline! Is this something that can be achieved by practicing Jeet Kune Do?"
[The King of Mixed Martial Arts] Naoya Okubo touched his hair that was so short that it was prickly, and asked blankly to the handsome white-haired and black-skinned guy next to him.
Ryo Himuro, who is also a Jeet Kune Do practitioner and has a plaster on his right hand, also looked at the arena with dumbfounded eyes.
"The founder of Jeet Kune Do, Mr. Bruce Lee's back muscles are indeed very developed. Even after opening his hands and arms, it looks like he has opened his wings, but, but to this extent..."
The words were not fully spoken, but the meaning was already obvious.
Those kind of back muscles that look like a devil's face can't be developed by just training!
And on the field, Bai Tangjing was naked from the waist down.
He felt as if his spirit was as smooth as ejaculation, and his thoughts and dragon blood internal energy were as excited as a racing car!
"Bang bang bang!"
The sound of flesh hitting each other still echoed throughout the audience, but among the shadows of fists like rain, the white and slender shadows gradually gained the upper hand.
"Julius, it's almost over." The boy's smile was actually similar to the evil ghost on his back at this moment. "It will be the next moment!"
As for the giant man who was like a mountain of muscles, even if blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, he still looked as cold as if his facial muscles were necrotic.
"If you can do it, just let your horse come over!"
"Then come!"
Before he finished speaking, Bai Tangjing pulled out his feet from the floor that had been sunk due to fighting on the spot.
Then it soared into the sky.
This move was simple in technique, but it kicked out the sharp cone cloud's whip leg just inches from the tip of the toe, and kicked it towards Julius' neck!
The muscular man's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a pinhead like never before.
"That move! Player Reinhardt defended for the first time since entering the offensive state!"
Because the duel was too simple and straightforward, there was almost no room for commentary. Katagen Sheka roared loudly as if she had discovered a new world.
In this final confrontation, Julius looked at Baidang Jing who had already risen into the air and lost his point of focus.
Even though he already felt bad about that kick, the fighter still chose the strategy with the best chance of winning in his strong fighting spirit.
The left hand that had been beaten but still strong was placed on the side of the neck, and the right hand, which was also seriously injured, hit Bai Tangjing's ribs with an uppercut.
"You may be able to defend yourself with two-handed defense, but you will also miss the opportunity to win! I can only take advantage of the moment when he loses his footing... With a weight of only 80 kilograms, even now I can punch him
Fly away..."
"Bang!"
Before the thoughts in the giant man's mind were finished, the sound of flesh colliding could already be heard.
The huge noise can spread throughout the entire venue even without stage equipment.
"Victory, the outcome has been decided!"
Since the start of the war, the referee, who had no idea where to go, rushed into the smoke and dust that was forced by the force.
Then he swallowed with palpitations and shouted loudly.