The basis for Feng Bujue and Snow's judgment was simple, because they had already seen a message from the Vikings' recent punches that "the test is over."
To outsiders, the Vikings' move to slow down their offensive pace seems to mean that they have not yet found a way to break down the opponent's defense.
But in fact... he is showing that he is "certain of winning". He is telling Jingdun through his actions, "I am ready to win and can end this game at any time, but... I can also give you a counterattack."
This opportunity will make you convinced that you have lost."
Mirror Shield, who is also very powerful, naturally understands this. He knows that... just now, the only "counter punch"... has exposed his "distance" to the opponent; next,
His counterattacks and attacks will be completely ineffective, and his defense will be broken... it is only a matter of time.
In this kind of game without coaching guidance and no round intervals, Mirror Shield wants to rely on his own thinking to reverse this disadvantage from a technical level... I am afraid it is impossible; therefore, he can only use the Vikings to give him
Yes, this last "opportunity", use all your strength to make a last ditch effort.
This is an adventure, and in a sense, it can also be regarded as a "trap" set by the Vikings.
But... Mirror Shield had no choice. Precisely because his level was not low, he knew that he had to break into this "trap".
If you get through, there is still hope of winning; if you can't get through... there will be no difference in the result.
If he sticks to his current defensive posture, he might be able to hold on for a while longer, but... that would be nothing more than slow death.
Two seconds later, Mirror Shield fired his first left jab with an obvious offensive tendency in this game.
His pace and body posture also changed at the moment when he switched from defense to offense.
"Fake attack." At the same second, Feng Bujue and Snow were thinking the same two words in their minds.
The second punch, followed by a straight punch from the right hand.
Combined with the first punch, this is a very common "combination". The first punch attracts the opponent's attention, and the second punch creates a blow.
However...
"It's still a feint attack." Jue Ge and Snow have both seen through it. Mirror Shield's method is not that simple.
Sure enough, in the gap between lightning and stone, Mirror Shield punched for the third time.
"This is the killer move..." This time, Feng Bujue said these words directly.
Mirror Shield's third punch was a straight left hand, but its power was significantly different from the second punch, which was also a straight punch. At the moment when the punch was thrown, Mirror Shield combined with the movement of leaning forward on his knees and punched
The power has increased to a level that is enough to "knock down" or even "KO" the opponent.
Objectively speaking, this "one stab, two straight" combo is not complicated, and the technical difficulty is mainly concentrated on the third punch.
However, as far as the "surprise" effect is concerned, it is still okay. Because Mirror Shield is right-handed, the choice of this "left-right-left" punching pattern was obviously carefully considered.
It's a pity...his intention still couldn't escape the eyes of the Vikings.
Just as he blocked the first punch and was about to use a slap to deal with the second punch, the Vikings instantly realized the truth that the second punch was also a "feint attack".
So, he simply ignored the second punch, put his elbows close to his body, lowered his head, and while forcefully taking the second punch, he focused his attention on Mirror Shield's left hand.
And Mirror Shield actually punched out the third punch.
Everything... was under the control of the Viking. When Mirror Shield's third punch was unleashed, he leaned forward and pushed forward, grabbing into Mirror Shield's right arm.
Immediately afterwards, a powerful and heavy punch hit Jingdun firmly on the right side of his chin.
Before Mirror Shield's failed third punch was fully straightened, he lost his balance due to the impact on his chin; and the kneeling and leaning forward movement he made to increase the power of the fist actually became the Vikings' mark.
Assistance with swinging fists.
k.o no controversial ending.
This time, Po Luo Throat didn't even have to count the seconds, because Mirror Shield immediately lost consciousness after falling to the ground.
Situations like this "contestant's brief coma" often occur in various fighting skills competitions...especially when the chin is punched, because the brain and cerebellum will be affected, and the person who is hit will easily collapse.
The ground cannot rise.
"Winner! Viking." When several sailors lifted the stunned Mirror Shield out of the ring, the broken gong voice had already raised the Viking's right hand and loudly announced the result of the game.
The crowd immediately let out some cheers, but... this time, the cheers were a little tepid.
Because...the vast majority of people have bet on the Vikings, which means that the returns that his odds can bring are really limited, and there is not much money if you win.
After more than ten seconds, when the surroundings gradually became quiet, the broken gong voice continued: "Okay... today's deck boxing match is almost over..."
"Wait a minute!" Suddenly, a long roar came from high up, interrupting the broken gong's words.
The pirates who were already losing interest and were about to disperse were all attracted by this roar and followed the sound.
The person who shouted... was none other than Feng Bujue.
"Huh?" Although Po Luo Voice was a little unhappy with the other party's interruption, when he saw that it was Brother Jue, he naturally had to be polite, "Mr. Crazy... may I ask... what advice do you have?"
At this time, Feng Bujue winked at the two teammates around him who were also confused about what he was going to do, and then jumped down from the high rope net.
Honghu and Snow looked at each other, each showing a helpless expression, and then they both followed.
"Don't take advice seriously." After Brother Jue landed and stood still, he happened to be standing on a wooden box at the edge of the "boxing ring". He looked at the broken gong voice a few meters away and said, "I just want to say... I can watch today
It's a great honor to participate in such a wonderful game; but... unfortunately, the defending champion's appearance time was a little short. So, I hope... that the big brother of the Vikings can play another game and open our eyes.
.”
"This..." Poluo said in a low voice, turned to look at the garlic trio aside, and murmured, "It's not appropriate..."
After a slight pause for half a second, he glanced at the Vikings again: "Look...the Vikings just finished a game..."
"It doesn't matter." Unexpectedly, the Viking himself looked eager to try, and said, "Just in time, I didn't have all the fun..." He glanced at the mirror lying outside the court, slowly waking up.
Shield, said, "Although Mirror Shield fought well, judging from the results... he failed to cause me too much trouble. After the fight just now, I suffered almost no damage and I still have plenty of physical strength...
There seems to be nothing wrong with treating it as a 'warm-up'."
"Ha... I think so too." Feng Bujue smiled, paused for a second, and looked towards Brother Suan Tou and the others, "I think... you all want to see... the Vikings and us pirates
Let the 'passengers' outside the group compete to see what the result will be."
On the surface, what he said was meant for everyone to hear, but in fact, it was a hint to Brother Suan Tou, who "really has the right to make decisions." The implication is that you can make some money on this handicap.
"Yeah! It seems interesting."
"Vikings, we support you!"
"Yes, yes, let's have a game."
"Let's have a game...have a game...have a game..."
The pirates don't mind having too much trouble, and besides... Brother Jue's words are indeed quite inciting.
In less than half a minute, the surrounding crowd began to shout "Let's have a fight" in unison. It seemed that... this battle was inevitable.
"Huh... OK." Finally, Brother Suan Tou, who had been sitting there silently keeping accounts, stood up and said to Feng Bujue, "But... are you sure you can play?"
After asking this question, Brother Suan Tou briefly explained the settings of the "gloves" to Brother Jue, and then said: "I think... Mr. Crazy, your strength has probably exceeded the suppression of this glove.
Is it the upper limit?”
"Oh~ So that's what you're worried about." After hearing this, Brother Jue remained calm, "I didn't say that I would fight in person."
Just when he said the word "in person", Honghu, who was standing behind him, took a step back very tactfully...
And Brother Snow, who was still relatively inexperienced in the world of martial arts... was still standing there stupidly, waiting for Feng Bujue's next words.
"This match..." The next second, Feng Bujue turned around, raised his finger and pointed at Snow and said, "Snow will be contested by this man who is known as 'the most talented man with the most gorgeous moves in Ultra Divine Fist in the past two thousand years'.
Brother No, come and meet the Vikings."
"Huh?" Snow didn't realize what was going on until his name appeared in the sentence.
Exactly five seconds later, when everyone turned their attention to him, he realized belatedly that he seemed to have been tricked.
"Uh..." As a gentleman, Snow would not lose his composure in public. He just muttered to Feng Bujue silently in his heart, "Fake..."
…………
Things went very smoothly, and the pirates' work efficiency was astonishingly high.
In just ten minutes, a series of trivial matters such as customizing odds, placing bets, and cleaning the venue have been arranged.
In order to cooperate with the completion of this side mission, the system gave players a reminder that "Players participating in the boxing match can take off their upper body clothes" and relaxed the dress code for Snow.
So, Snow, who had been "plotted" by Brother Jue... just put on his boxing gloves, went shirtless, and got ready to go into battle.
"You want me to die..." There was still a little time left before going on stage. While confirming the tightness of the glove straps, Snow said to Brother Jue with empty eyes, "And I have to carry Ultra on my back."
He died with a title like "Heir of the Divine Fist" which sounds a bit painful..."
"Brother Snow, this is wrong." Unexpectedly, before Brother Jue could refute, Honghu said to Snow, "I don't think...Brother Feng didn't mean that. Even if you are not a member of the Blackbeard Pirates,
It won't have any impact on the 'no killing' rule; besides... the opponent is also wearing restricted gloves, so even if he really wants to beat you to death... it will be difficult."
What he said made sense, but... Brother Jue didn't seem to appreciate it very much.
"In fact, whether you die or not is really not within the scope of my consideration..." After Honghu finished speaking, Feng Bujue said to Snow, as if to undermine him, "The reason why I pushed you out to compete is...
Among the three of us, you are the only one who meets the 'competition standards'." He paused for half a second and added, "Honghu and I are so strong in fighting skills and physical abilities that they are beyond the limits of boxing gloves.
The limit is set... Therefore, there is no way for the two of us to participate in this boxing match. In other words... from the beginning, you are the only feasible executor of this side mission."
"Hmph... Then I can only blame the system, right?" Snow responded with a wry smile.
"There's nothing to blame." Feng Bujue said, "You just went up to have an informal boxing match. The worst-case scenario is to be beaten into a pig's head. Why didn't you say...the last side mission?
I was the one who got it back with a knife."
"Why do you sound like you accidentally said the word 'fate' instead of the word 'knife' when you said this..." Snow thought with his eyes, "Also...how obsessed are you with explosive equipment?"
It’s something you’re going to talk about for the rest of your life?”
"It's none of your business." Feng Bujue said, "I initially plan to talk about this matter until the end of this script. Do you have any objections?"
"Okay, okay...anything like that is fine." Honghu spoke again before the argument between the two escalated, trying to bring the topic back on track, "Let's talk about the boxing match..." He looked at Snow,
"Are you sure?"
"No." Snow replied simply and neatly, no matter in his demeanor or tone, there was no sign of lying.
"Well..." Honghu's mouth twitched twice, "I thought... you were an expert..."
"I am indeed an expert...and please..." When Snow said this, he almost mentioned the name of a well-known boxing coach. Fortunately, he realized in time that this was inappropriate and immediately changed his words,
"... I hired a special coach to guide me; before and after... I practiced for about two years... Even if I want to take the professional boxer's license, it is more than enough." He paused, "But just because
I am an expert, and I realized that my chances of winning are very slim...
"Not to mention that the opponent's weight is at least three levels higher than mine, and his height and wingspan are longer than mine... In terms of technology alone, the Vikings are better than me in all aspects; not to mention... he is in this kind of situation.
The experience advantage in the game and the despairing 'boxing talent'."
"That's it..." Honghu heard this and adjusted his glasses, "Doesn't that mean... the system gave an impossible task?"
"How is this possible?" Feng Bujue continued, "You have been playing this game for so long, when did the system ever give you such an impossibly private on?" He spread his hands, "After all... it's you.
The idea of 'using formal boxing techniques to defeat your opponent' is just wrong."
"Oh?" After hearing Brother Jue's words, Snow and Honghu showed a hint of evil on their faces at the same time, "What you mean by this is..."
"Hmph..." Feng Bujue crossed his arms in front of his chest, pretending to be confident, "It's time to let these naive pirates know what real 'underground boxing' is..." (To be continued.
