Chapter 342 A Powerful Enemy
"Micatillo! Oh, my God, how could it be this guy?"
Kachusimai exclaimed and became a little uneasy.
Proseus, who was originally full of confidence, also had some changes in his expression, and secretly clenched his fists.
Yang Haoran frowned slightly: "What's going on? Is this person very powerful?"
Kachusimai nodded, his expression solemn.
"It is indeed very powerful. It is not an exaggeration to call him the strongest person in Luo Mi Country.
I've played several games with him, and it's hard to tell the winner.
But if it were a life and death fight, I would probably lose. This guy is much more ruthless than me!
Proseus will be killed by him!"
Hearing Kachusimai's words, Proseus' eyelids twitched a few times and his expression flickered.
Yang Haoran's eyes were stern and he said in a deep voice: "Proseus, I believe you can feel the improvement of your own strength.
So you should have confidence in yourself, just like I taught you on the first day.
The first thing you have to overcome is fear. If you think you can't beat the opponent, you will lose!
If you want to become a truly strong person, in addition to necessary strength, you must first have a strong heart!"
Proseus' body trembled, and his confused eyes quickly condensed, and he regained his confidence.
Kachu Simai on the side was thoughtful and fell silent instantly.
He saluted Yang Haoran very respectfully and said, "You have learned the lesson, Mr. Yang, I apologize for my gaffe just now."
Dadasis led Mikatilo into the hall with an arrogant look on his face. Mikatilo looked at Proseus and Carchusmai arrogantly.
After that, he greeted Longdeius and others.
Rondeius was also surprised. Micatillo had actually retired, but Dadasis unexpectedly brought him back.
As for Mikatilo's strength, there is no doubt that he is ranked higher than Kachusimai.
The remaining generals also looked solemn, and then looked at Yang Haoran's side with playful expressions.
This time, Proseus seemed to be in trouble.
Mikatilo is a ruthless person, and even Kachusimai may not be his opponent.
Joseph Lang shouted towards Proseus: "Proseus, have you seen your opponent?
This is the strongest man in our country, Luomi. You'd better cheer up.
If you want us to recognize you and that Chinese, you need to show us a miracle."
Yang Haoran nodded towards Proseus, who walked towards the center of the hall.
Dadasis smiled teasingly at Proseus and walked past him.
"Hey man, your scam will be exposed soon.
And you will be even worse, your body will be exploded by Micatillo, so be afraid!"
Proseus raised his finger towards him, and then walked to the opposite side of Mikatilo.
Mikatilo was taller than Proseus. He looked at Proseus condescendingly, with the corners of his mouth raised in a contemptuous arc.
"Proseus, I've heard of you.
You are a good fighter, but only compared to those garbage fighters.
You are still far away from me. If you don’t want to be crippled by me, I advise you to give up now!"
Mikatilo's words were very arrogant, but everyone present took them for granted.
Because Mikatilo is so famous and has the same impressive record as Kachusimai.591 read novel website
Almost everyone thought that this was a duel without any suspense, and Proseus would definitely lose.
Even Joseph Lang, who had always held out hope, looked dejected at this moment.
No matter how optimistic he was, in the face of absolute strength, he had to admit that it would be as difficult as the sky for Proseus to win.
Proseus took a deep breath and felt the surging new power in his body.
Yang Haoran's words resounded in his mind again. To be a strong man, he must first have a strong heart.
Then Proseus's eyes burned with the flames of battle, and flowing energy surged through his body.
"Micatillo, don't talk big too early.
There is a proverb in our country of Luomi: How far a camel can run can only be tested in the desert.
Your time has passed, I will definitely blow your head off!"
Mikatilo looked ferocious and clenched his fists.
"You bastard Proseus, you have successfully angered me, prepare to accept my anger!"
Mikatilo's body was extremely fast, and he hit Proseus like a cannonball.
The hall was quiet, everyone was watching attentively.
With a bang, Proseus seemed to be a little unresponsive, and was instantly knocked out by Mikatilo.
He flew out of the meter and landed awkwardly, with blood already appearing at the corner of his mouth.
Everyone was in mourning.
"As expected of Mikatilo, he is too strong.
The force of his attack just now could almost penetrate a steel plate!"
"It seems that the so-called special training is unreliable. How can the gap in strength be made up so easily?"
Dadasis was very proud and looked at Longdeius with great pride.
"Lord Longdeius, you have also seen that the so-called three-day special training is just a joke.
I bet that within three moves, Proseus will become a useless person!"
Longdeius was noncommittal and looked at Kachusimai with questioning eyes.
Kachusimai has always been a trustworthy person. Why would he recommend a Chinese person so hastily this time?
Kachusmai was also surprised. If he were Mikatilo's opponent, he might not be able to block his attack. He was simply too strong.
He looked at Yang Haoran worriedly, but found that Yang Haoran showed no sign of worry at all.
"Mr. Yang, do you still think Proseus has the possibility of victory?"
Yang Haoran smiled slightly: "Why not? And it's not possible, it's certain.
This Mikatilo is not stronger than you. As long as Proseus shows his normal strength, he will win."
Kachusimai fell into deep thought. He did not see the change in Proseus's strength and was somewhat doubtful of Yang Haoran's words.
"Proseus, how do you feel? Are your bones broken?
If you don’t admit defeat, I will kill you without mercy!”
Mikatilo said teasingly that Proseus was too weak and not worthy of being his opponent.
Proseus wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand, but the flames in his eyes became even more intense.
I have to admit that Micatillo is very strong.
But the blow just now was not as fatal as imagined, and it was still within Proseus's endurance.
This greatly increased his confidence. What improved the most during the three days of special training was his physical endurance.
"Mikatilo, you are happy too early. It is indecent to come and go without reciprocating. How about you also taste the taste of my fist?"
This chapter has been completed!
