The first thousand three hundred and seventy-three chapters
Whether it was the audience at the scene or in front of the TV, everyone's hearts were lifted.
Lin Zhiming kept fighting back and defeating the Western warriors, but he also kept accumulating injuries.
Everyone can see that this is an endurance competition.
If Lin Zhiming can hold on until he defeats all the Western warriors, then he will win.
If he can't hold on and becomes weaker, then his situation will be more difficult, and maybe... he will lose!
Countless people's fists clenched with water because of too much tension.
"Come on, his strength has weakened, he may die!" Olaf wandered outside the crowd and shouted loudly to the Western warrior in front of him.
He rarely participated in the attack and basically stayed on the outside because he wanted to wait for Lin Zhiming to be exhausted to the limit.
The number of Western warriors is constantly decreasing, and Lin Zhiming's condition is getting worse at a speed visible to the naked eye.
His speed, strength, and reflexes are all constantly declining. Originally, three punches could destroy a Western warrior, but now it takes six or seven punches.
Attacks that could have been avoided in the first place are now often half a beat too slow.
Olaf was a super master, but he couldn't tell. At this time, Lin Zhiming was close to his limit.
"Continue to consume. When you are completely consumed, I will be the one to defeat the Holy King!!" Olaf looked at Lin Zhiming with burning eyes.
Blood dyed the competition stage red.
The referee on the scene tried to stop the fight from continuing several times, but was stopped by Mr. Guo's people.
"If there is no winner in this battle, all the efforts he made before knowing his fate will be in vain."
Mr. Guo said to the people around him with a solemn face.
He also didn't want to see Lin Zhiming fighting bloody battles on the field, but today the Dragon Clan lost too much face. Now Lin Zhiming is the only one who can regain the field. The prerequisite is that he defeats these powerful Westerners. Therefore, this battle
You can't stop. Once you stop, Lin Zhiming's domineering performance before will be meaningless.
On the fighting stage.
Lin Zhiming's whole body seemed to have been bathed in blood, and his whole body was covered with blood stains.
There were less than ten Western warriors beside Lin Zhiming at this time.
Far away around Lin Zhiming, dozens of Western warriors were lying in random directions.
These people were all beaten by Lin Zhiming until they lost the ability to fight again, and even had no strength to finish the battle.
Lin Zhiming's performance has shocked everyone. Although he is the Holy King, no one was optimistic about Lin Zhiming before. Although Lin Zhiming injured Olaf, after Western warriors cited the Encouraging Juice, in everyone's eyes
Here, Lin Zhiming will be defeated soon.
However, Lin Zhiming persisted until now, and he has defeated more than forty Western warriors!
No matter when it comes to such a record, it will be unprecedented, because these more than forty Western warriors are not just cats and dogs. They are basically already famous super strong people, among whom are those at the Battle Saint level.
There are quite a few.
He has done well enough, but there are still more than a dozen Western warriors standing in front of him.
These dozen Western warriors are all decorated, and they can basically be said to be the strongest dozen among the Western warriors this time, so they persist until now.
These dozen or so people were all panting heavily. Their physical strength had been exhausted a lot. If it weren't for the encouragement juice, they probably wouldn't even have the strength to stand at this time.
"Go ahead, give our Holy King the final blow!" Orff shouted loudly.
The dozen or so people all frowned.
Although Lin Zhiming was also panting at this time, it could be seen that his condition should be better than theirs.
If you force yourself at this time, it will basically be for nothing.
These people are all famous masters. Although losing to the Holy King is not a shameful thing, but... if you can't lose, it's best not to lose. This is everyone's idea.
"What are you still doing standing here? Come on!" Olaf frowned and shouted.
A dozen people looked at each other. Although they were dissatisfied, they could only choose to be stronger. After all, Olaf was the most powerful among them.
More than a dozen people tried their best to attack Lin Zhiming, causing some trouble for Lin Zhiming. However, in the end, these dozen people also fell on the competition stage, just like the more than forty people before.
At this time, there were only two people left standing on the competition stage.
One was Lin Zhiming, who was covered in blood and breathing heavily, and the other was Olaf, who looked like he was fine.
Olaf walked to a position less than five meters directly in front of Lin Zhiming.
"You are really strong. You actually won against more than fifty people. Of course, I am referring to situations where I am not included." Olaf said.
Lin Zhiming stared at Olaf coldly and said, "It's not too much to add you, come on."
"Although you are very strong, you shouldn't be so crazy. The reason why you failed today is because you were too crazy. If you didn't hit so many people one by one, but only hit me one by one, I'm afraid you would have taken the Encouraging Juice."
I am not your opponent either." Olaf said.
"Do you think you have won?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"Of course." Olaf smiled, flexed his hands and feet and said, "You have defeated more than fifty super masters. Your trump card should have been used when you faced those dozen people just now. I will
If you don’t believe it, you still have the strength to fight me in this state.”
"To be honest, those fifty plus people plus you are far inferior to Dirk Nowitzki." Lin Zhiming said.
"Dirk? Do you know the biggest difference between me and Dirk Nowitzki?" Olaf asked.
"Where?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"The biggest difference between me and that guy is that I know how to use my brain." Olaf pointed to his head, and then stepped towards Lin Zhiming.
As Olaf walked forward, Olaf's momentum exploded instantly.
The terrifying pressure moved towards Lin Zhiming and spread to the surrounding areas.
Visible to the naked eye, Olaf's body expanded in a circle. His already strong body now looked even larger, as if his whole body had been inflated.
"The second form, you should have seen it in Dirk." Olaf said.
Lin Zhiming frowned slightly and looked at Olaf solemnly.
"To deal with you, using the second form is enough." Olaf said, stamped on the ground, and suddenly accelerated towards Lin Zhiming.
"I will pay you back the revenge of that punch just now!" Olaf roared angrily, clenched his right fist, and punched Lin Zhiming straight away.
Lin Zhiming frowned, took half a step back suddenly, then clenched his right fist tightly and struck at Olaf.
"I don't know whether to live or die!" Olaf sneered in his heart when he saw Lin Zhiming punching him.
In his opinion, Lin Zhiming had already exhausted his resources at this time. If Lin Zhiming dared to confront him head-on under such circumstances, it could only be described as more than just life and death.
The fists of the two men were close to each other in an instant, and then they collided heavily.
The moment the two people's fists collided.
Olaf's expression changed.
He clearly felt an extremely terrifying force coming from Lin Zhiming's fist.
How can it be?!
Olaf was completely confused. The power was beyond his imagination.
In just a moment, the power in Olaf's fist was torn to pieces, and then the power in Lin Zhiming's fist exploded in Olaf's fist.
boom!
There was a muffled sound.
Olaf's fist turned into a ball of blood.
This mass of blood spurted towards Olaf's body.
Olaf's entire face was instantly stained red with blood.
The next moment, Olaf's body flew back like a kite with broken strings, flew out of the competition stage, and then fell heavily to the ground.
There was silence in the entire competition arena.
No one expected that Olaf, who had been paddling for a long time, just waiting to finally take advantage of Lin Zhiming's weakness, would be punched by Lin Zhiming to shatter his hand, and then be knocked out of the competition ring.
Isn’t it said that Olaf is now the most powerful warrior in the UKC league?
Doesn’t it mean that Olaf is stronger than Dirk Nowitzki before him?
Dirk Nowitzki had been fighting with Lin Zhiming back and forth for a long time, but now Olaf was knocked away by Lin Zhiming with one punch. What does this mean?
Lin Zhiming stood there.
Blood dripped from his fist to the ground.
He looked coldly into the distance, with a hint of surprise in the deepest part of his eyes.
Is this the power of the Explosive Glove?
"How can it be!!"
Under the competition stage in the distance, Olaf got up from the ground, looked at Lin Zhiming in disbelief and shouted.
He is a super master, so even if his right fist is broken, it is still not a serious injury to him, but the mental impact caused by this punch is very huge.
He couldn't believe that Lin Zhiming, who had run out of gas, could still deliver such a powerful punch!
"Do you really think that with the juice, you losers can be my opponents?" Lin Zhiming said coldly.
"How on earth did you do it? Even if you were at your best, even if you used a trump card that could suddenly make you stronger, you still couldn't break my hand with one punch. How on earth did you do it?!" Olaf
shouted excitedly.
"I'm just strong. It's not as complicated as you think. Referee, you can end this battle." Lin Zhiming looked at the referee and said.
The referee nodded repeatedly, then picked up the microphone and said, "Since there is no one left to challenge the Western warriors, I now declare..."
All the Dragon Kingdom spectators looked at the referee excitedly.
As long as the referee announces that the battle is over, then...Lin Zhiming will have successfully saved the face of the Dragon Kingdom's martial arts community.
At this moment, a faint sound breaking through the air suddenly came from behind Lin Zhiming.
At this time, Lin Zhiming's attention was not behind him, so he did not notice the sound of breaking through the air immediately.
When Lin Zhiming turned his head when he heard the sound of breaking through the air, a figure had already arrived in front of him.