"Guys! I think everyone can't wait..." A few minutes later, everything was ready, and the broken gong voice came to the middle of the ring again, heating up the atmosphere, "This is the first time since the 'Deck Boxing Match' was established
, for the first time, players outside the pirate group will participate, and what they want to challenge... is our unique... Vikings!"
For a moment, the crowd was in a roar.
Most of the Pirates obviously still support the Vikings - in this "restricted" game, there is no doubt about his ability to win consecutive games.
However, there are also a lot of people who have bet on Snow; not for any other reason than because his odds are very high.
It's not that Brother Suan and the others are intentionally trying to increase their odds, it's just that Snow's slightly thin figure doesn't look very durable...
Although Snow's figure is pretty good compared to ordinary people, and he looks like someone who usually works out; but... compared to this group of pirates with burly muscles and arms thicker than your legs... he
Still a little skinny guy.
"Both of you, please come to the middle." After attracting the audience's attention, he summoned the two boxers with a loud voice, as if to announce the start of the fight.
According to the rules, he took the trouble to repeat the rules, and then asked: "Do you understand everything?"
Both Snow and the Vikings immediately gave him a positive answer.
After receiving the answer, Broken Voice took a few steps back: "Okay! Then...I announce...'Snow, the most talented man with the most gorgeous moves in Ultra Divine Fist in the past two thousand years', will fight against him."
The game of our 'forty-six games, forty-six wins, superb, fearsome defending champions' - the Vikings..."
He combined the introduction and the opening words together, making the sentence very long...
"Now...begin!" The broken voice always exited the ring right after finishing a sentence, as if there were eyes behind his back.
"Heh..." The moment the word "start" came out in a broken voice, Snow slowly raised his left fist and stretched it forward with a smile on his face.
This action of his can be regarded as a "show of goodwill" in the boxing ring.
Of course, this is not a request for mercy from the opponent...it is just a polite gesture similar to the handshake between the two captains before a football match.
At this time, as the opponent, you should also stretch out a fist and lightly touch the opponent's outstretched fist...and then enter the "showdown state".
The Vikings naturally knew this kind of common sense, and he was a man with the style of a general, so he responded without thinking.
Who would have expected...
call--
Just when the Viking slowly stretched out his right hand, preparing to touch the opponent's outstretched fist.
Snow suddenly took a step forward, raised his right arm and punched the opponent in the head.
"Fuck!" The Vikings were shocked at that time.
To put it more vividly, Snow's behavior is like extending his right hand to shake your hand, and when you relax, he slaps you with his left hand.
Even the pirates couldn't stand such a tasteless thing, and the crowd suddenly burst into shouts of "Honrichette" and "Wardefack".
But anyway... this is not a violation of the rules, so the game continues.
"You bastard..." At that critical moment, the Viking relied on his instinctive reaction to lower his head and retreat. He could barely bear the punch with his left shoulder. At the same time, he was already cursing in his heart, "You actually did this in front of me.
A little cleverness..."
Because the punch just came so suddenly, the Viking's defensive movements and strength adjustments were not in place, which caused his left arm to feel slightly numb after receiving the punch.
Fortunately, he was experienced and didn't give Snow any chance to pursue him. He immediately raised his left arm and punched the opponent twice.
The purpose of these two punches is not to gain any advantage, but to "use offense instead of defense" to force the opponent to retreat.
"Exactly...it's as watertight as I imagined..." On the other hand, Snow was thinking in his mind at this moment, "Using quite extreme movements to minimize the damage of my sneak attack, and quickly took advantage of it.
My wingspan advantage...limited my pursuit and gave me valuable adjustment time...Can this kind of 'boxing champion' opponent really be defeated by 'means'..."
Indeed, even now, Snow is not very sure about this matter; but... thinking about it, since he has been put on this stage by Brother Jue, he will definitely have to use all his strength to try to win this.
game.
The next second, Dan saw Snow holding his fists together, protecting both sides of his head, lowering his upper body as low as possible, and rushing towards the Viking's arms at extremely fast speeds.
"What are you going to do?" The Viking didn't panic, nor was his posture disordered.
Whoops - poof.
Immediately afterwards, Snow's left hook bypassed the Viking's defensive hand and hit the latter's torso from the side.
With the strong muscles of the Vikings, a few punches to the torso would definitely be fine...
After the punch, he retreated, moved clockwise with a steady pace, and fired a straight left punch at Snow.
Bang——
The punch was very powerful, but Snow had already returned to a defensive posture, firmly guarding his head with the outsides of his fists.
After blocking the blow, Snow repeated his old trick and leaned forward again.
Huhu——
This time, he launched several quick short uppercut combos at close range, targeting the Viking's chin.
"So that's it..." The Vikings retreated and retreated, combining block and flash, but still did not suffer any real damage, "Is this your plan..."
The Vikings retreated and took circuitous steps, but Snow followed them closely, always charging into the opponent's arms with a very low defensive attitude.
"From the beginning, they gave up the plan of 'confrontation' with me, completely ignored my movements, and adopted this method of 'continuous close pressure'..." Thinking of this, the Vikings retreated to fists.
He reached the corner of the stage and was tackled by Snow.
Puff puff--
While hugging his opponent, Snow was racing against time... taking the opportunity to punch his opponent on the right side of the torso.
"In close combat...using this kind of punch that has no power but cannot be defended...keeps attacking my liver..." Seeing this, the Viking sneered in his heart, "Huh...lose it.
I have been looking forward to it for a long time, but the result... is it just an opponent of this level..."
"Boy..." At this time, the Viking suddenly spoke and said to Snow, "Do you think... that after entering the 'close combat' state, you can bring the game into your inferior rhythm?
?”
Snow did not respond to his words and just continued to punch silently.
"It is true that there is no on-field referee in 'deck boxing'. After we stick together like you...no one will come and separate us." The Viking said, "But you seem to have overlooked one thing..."
Having said this, he stretched out his arms and grabbed Snow, and in turn, he grabbed Snow.
"What?" In an instant, Snow's arms and torso above the elbows were trapped by the opponent's thick arms and body, unable to move, "This..."
"Hey! Referee!" When Feng Bujue saw that the situation was not good, he immediately looked at Broken Voice and shouted, "What's going on? Has it been changed to Greco-Roman wrestling?"
"Hugging and killing have always been allowed." The broken gong voice said very calmly, "As the Vikings said... our boxing match does not have an on-field referee; therefore, we must find a way to prevent that kind of...
The behavior of always stepping forward to hug the opponent, trying to slowly wear the opponent to death through a close-quarters battle of attrition' occurs frequently."
"Tch...you should have told us this kind of thing before the fight started..." Feng Bujue spat in a low voice, but he did not complain further because he knew that talking about it now would be useless.
"Ha..." On the other hand, Snow, who was suffering from the Vikings' "killing a Han in his arms", naturally heard the conversation between Brother Jue and Po Luo Shou. He immediately smiled bitterly and thought to himself.
, "It's still careless... No wonder no one used the 'close tactics' in the two fights just now. The reason why the four boxers were 'walking and fighting' from the beginning to the end is... no one wanted to stick up and fight.
The other party engages in this kind of game of strength..."
While he was thinking, his body was already making creaking sounds, and it seemed that the bones and ribs of his two arms had almost reached their limit.
"Boy... Broken bones are not considered a 'disability'. If you think that just gritting your teeth and breaking a few bones will make me lose... then you are overthinking." The Vikings have a huge advantage in size.
, "Embracing and killing" is obviously a very physically demanding job, but he can still find some energy to speak during the process, "I advise you to surrender now, so that you can suffer less..."
"Haha..." Snow smiled, "Mr. Champion... you seem to have overlooked one thing..."
As the words fell, changes occurred.
Just when the surrounding spectators thought that the Vikings were about to win... Snow used his strength to break away from his opponent's grasp by a few points.
"Um...you..." The Viking was also surprised. The strength of the little thin man in his arms far exceeded his expectations.
"I was just a little confused just now because I didn't know that I could use this kind of action...I wasn't prepared enough, so I was a little confused." Snow also gritted his teeth and muttered while breaking away from his opponent's embrace, "If I really have to use my strength...
I’m not too disadvantaged either…”
He is right, in terms of "physical fitness", players will never suffer.
Although Snow, who has been training with him all the way to level up, is relatively poor in specialization, but... the "physical quality" of the character is only related to the "level".
And the physical fitness of a level 40 player has already exceeded the level of ordinary humans... by a lot.
"Restricted gloves" will only "limit the combat power exceeding a certain value", but will not "proportionately weaken the wearer's combat power"; for example, assuming that the limited value of the gloves is "less than ten", then...
If a person with a combat power of fifteen puts it on, it will turn into a ten; and if a person with a combat power of ten puts it on, it will also turn into a ten.
There is no doubt that the original combat power of Vikings and Snow is above the limit value of the gloves. Therefore, no matter who has higher or lower original combat power, after putting on the gloves, their strength and speed will be greatly improved.
There is almost no difference.
The difference between them...is mainly reflected in the aspects of height, weight, wingspan, and muscle strength.
But at this stage of "wrestling", these advantages of the Vikings are of no use...
"Damn it..." After about ten seconds, the Viking gave up. He knew that in this duel between "holding" and "earning", the latter would save more effort, and if it continued, the host would be disadvantaged.
So, he suddenly released his strength, took two steps to the side, and took advantage of the situation to punch Snow twice.
Snow's reaction was not slow either. As soon as the opponent's grip was released, he knew that there would be a follow-up move; he also made evasive movements all the time... He regained his ultra-low posture and swung his body left and right.
Once again, the pressing tactics of constantly charging forward were used.
"Do you really think you can win with this kind of punch?" The Viking retreated, defended, punched back, and kept a distance. "If it were in a regular match, your tactics would probably be successful... Those of you who hit
The non-painful and non-itching fists on the outside of my torso will be used as the basis for judgment at the end of the round." He paused, and his movements were not messy at all as he spoke, "But in this deck boxing match... do you think...
Will my physical strength be exhausted by your cannibalizing attack first, or will you be caught by me first?"
Snow did not respond to the Vikings' words. He still followed the original plan and rhythm and continued the entangled attack that was very unsightly and made both sides unable to display any advanced skills.
"Hey! That one named Snow! You are too rogue!"
"What a man with the most gorgeous moves! I can beat you even better than you!"
"Fight well, you bastard, this is not a fight between children!"
"Viking! Kill him! Come on!"
The content of such a game will definitely cause dissatisfaction among the audience, and their reactions have already explained the problem.
"He is indeed an admirable opponent..." Honghu, who was standing on the sidelines, showed a rather solemn expression at this time, "Even if we adopted such tactics, he was not aggressive at all; even though he was thinking in his heart
He gets angry, but he still controls his body so calmly..."
"To put it simply... he was not brought into our rhythm." Feng Bujue continued.
"Yeah... If it were someone else, they might have given up on that kind of 'beautiful boxing' and instead adopted the same tactics as us, hitting Snow's liver in the fight." Honghu continued.
"This is normal..." Feng Bujue said, "This is how a strong person should be...if he gives up what he is best at and downgrades himself to fight with the weak...the risk of losing will increase." He paused slightly.
After half a second, he said, "Of course, these... are all within my calculations." His eyes moved to the Viking's face, and then he smiled, "I ask you to fight with dignity to the end... and lose with integrity.
