Chapter 13 Iron and Steel Scrap
In the ring, the demon looked at Eruru with contempt, with his experience and eyesight, he really couldn't see anything special about tonight's opponent, so he couldn't understand what Hong Hai had in arranging such a fight.
In the Adversary's opinion, it only takes three or two hits to knock Eruru down, and if he is merciful, he will not need to be seriously injured by just knocking him unconscious.
The funny thing is that before taking the stage, Hong Hai actually sent someone over to quietly remind himself: The opponent is very strong, don't be confused by his appearance.
The opponent is very strong? What are you kidding!
When the host shouted, the demon slowly walked to the center of the ring, looked at Eruru with indifference and contempt, and beckoned, undisguised his contempt: If you are like this, I can let you make three moves.
Eruru rushed over with a blank look, brushed twice, and the punching action was quite standard, but the speed was not fast, and he was easily dodged by the devil, and there was a coaxing in the audience: Sure enough, this guy is completely an amateur.
"Get down with him!
Some of the gamblers who were able to knock down their opponents within ten seconds of crushing the Adversary were yelling loudly below.
The Adversary also hopes to knock out his opponent neatly and end this ridiculous farce as soon as possible, which is probably the most disparity in strength in his boxing career.
Swish!
The Adversary kicked the outside of Eruru's left leg with a whip kick, and in the Adversary's opinion, Eruru's clumsy steps would definitely not be able to dodge this kick, which would make him lose his balance, and then, with another punch, he would be able to do it.
Bang!
The Adversary did kick it, and Eruru didn't dodge at all, but the next person to lose his balance was not Eruru, but the Demon, who looked menacing.
In this second, the Adversary's expression first frowned, and he felt that he was not kicking flesh and blood, but a hard stone pillar.
Immediately after that, the severe pain hit, and the shin bone of the calf had a very bad feeling of breaking on the spot.
This made the demon retract his right leg like an electric shock, but it caused his movements to be out of shape, and his steps were a little staggering, and the discerning people in the audience guessed that the situation was wrong at a glance.
The right leg of the demon head landed on the ground, and then he showed a shocked expression, feeling that the pain in this leg was unbearable, and he immediately lost his strength, even if he did not break the bone on the spot, it was not lightly injured.
For fighters, the most important thing is to move flexibly, whether attacking or dodging, the pace of pace is extremely crucial, if one leg does not obey the call, it is equivalent to losing half.
Eruru didn't take advantage of the situation to pursue, he didn't move, and his eyes looked at the demon head dumbfounded, stunned, and he still looked like he was being beaten.
There were a few cheers from the audience, it was a few guys who had suppressed the devil to win, but they were pure laymen, and they thought that the devil's blow would work, and they directly kicked Eruru stupid, and they didn't know what to do next.
The adversary tapped his right leg lightly, not daring to exert force, and his movements were a little weird and he took a few steps back, widening the distance, and relieving the sharp pain in his calf as much as possible.
At the same time, his eyes were full of doubts when he looked at Eruru, and he couldn't help but wonder in his heart: Is it cheating that is paralyzed, and he has a steel protector in his pants?
Although Eruru was shirtless, he was wearing labor clothes and trousers, and he really couldn't see what was the mystery in the pants.
Giving the Adversary enough respite, Eruru followed, still snorting and punching twice without being fast or slow, and the Adversary's pace and agility were not as flexible as Fang Cai's, and he could easily dodge.
The Adversary saw the opportunity and slammed a straight fist into Eruru's face, saying that you can't have any protective gear on your face, right?
Boom!
But Eruru sealed the fist with his fist, and blocked the devil's punch with great accuracy, which was equivalent to a hard steel blow in front of the two fists.
No way!
The adversary's complexion changed drastically again, and he felt that he had smashed into a sledgehammer, and his arm was numb in an instant, and then a wave of boundless pain struck.
The joint of the right fist was shattered, and the pain was unbearable, and the whole arm also fell down unconsciously, and he could no longer exert any strength.
After a leg and then a hand, the Adversary realized that his opponent was not a waste wood, but a steel skeleton wrapped in loose muscles.
Seems to be harder than steel!
With this conjecture, the rich expression of the demon at this moment was indescribable, and only then did he understand the sentence that Hong Hai sent someone to remind: The opponent is very strong, don't be confused by his appearance.
Before most of the gamblers in the audience could understand what was going on, Eruru had already decided to end the fight, and he suddenly burst into a rage, rushed over at an unimaginable speed, and grabbed the Adversary by the neck.
The devil's feet are inconvenient, he doesn't have time to dodge flexibly, and his right hand has just been abolished, so he can only block with his left hand, but his little strength can only be like a dragonfly regret pillar, and it will not have any effect.
Eruru grabbed him by the neck and lifted his feet off the ground, lifting him into the air with one arm in the air.
The noise in the audience stopped abruptly, and everyone seemed to be suffocated suddenly, and Eruru's blow seemed to choke their throats at the same time.
At this time, no matter how blind a person is, he can see that Eruru's strength is extremely terrifying, and the weight of the strong demon head is one hundred and fifty pounds, but like a weightless inflatable doll, he was lifted by Eruru in the most relaxed posture.
It's just a one-arm raise.
"Damn, what's the matter, I'm not dazzled, right?"
After a short suffocation, many people exclaimed in disbelief.
Bang!
On the stage, Eruru threw the Adversary to the ground as if he had lost a broken pocket, and the Adversary lay there in a distorted posture and did not respond.
Just now, Eruru's finger jammed the Adversary's intercarotid artery, temporarily cutting off the blood supply to his brain, and it only took ten seconds to knock him unconscious.
It looks a little brutal, but in fact, this is the most merciful way to deal with it, the adversary has no serious injuries all over his body, and he can return to normal in a few days of cultivation.
Perhaps the real damage is only his confidence in the ring.
As a demon, Eruru himself did not have this kindness, but just listened to Lin Ye's previous advice: those who fight black boxing are poor people who make money with their lives, as long as they can win, there is no need to kill them.
"Did I win?"
Eruru turned to look at the host, who was also stunned like the audience, and asked in a muffled voice.
"Huh?"
The host brother, who has always been proud of his on-site adaptability, hurriedly nodded after a stirring: "Won...... You won!"
Then, he really came to his senses, raised the microphone, and announced loudly: "The winner of this competition is the local strong boxer of the blue ocean, who loves spinach and has infinite strength!"
"Huh?"
"What?"
"Eruru won, but the Adversary has lost?"
The gamblers and spectators woke up to the uproar, even though it was hard for them to accept the fact that they had witnessed the exaggerated image of Eruru pinching the devil and holding it up like a chicken.
But the victory and defeat have been divided, and the outcome has been decided, in Hong Hai's words: If anyone is not convinced, he will also go to the stage and raise a big living person with one arm to show me.
As the saying goes, one force will drop ten meetings, and with a divine power, Eruru also won without falsehood!