Chapter Forty-Eight: The End of One Session

He didn't kick, he came to play and not to kill, the referee jumped into the sky, just took the indigenous warrior, and then put him on the ground, the native warrior is still in a state of confusion, he was blinded after being thrown into the sky, originally thought that as a character who appeared in the top 100, he still had two brushes.

But in fact, in the African competition area, if it weren't for the deep killing of those underground boxing champions, he might not have been able to get the right to qualify, and in the end, it was the underground boxing champions who were tired of killing, so that he, a warrior from a small tribe, was able to qualify, so it was just luck, and in London, because he didn't have time to run off the stage, he was ordered by Chen Chen to participate in the finals, and the underground boxing champions were directly disqualified by Chen Chen because they chose Mingzhe to protect themselves at the venue, so they came out of the appearance of indigenous fighters. Otherwise, he must not have a chance to play, because he is too weak compared to these guys.

"Admit defeat or not." He was asked by the adjudicator that he could not stand up no matter how hard he struggled because of the adjudicator's foot on the ground.

Wriggled a little and found that there was no way to get up, he still said toughly: "I won't admit defeat, I have the ability to let me stand up and continue to fight." ”

This made the adjudicator surprised, but he didn't expect it to be a hard bone: "Okay, since you want to fight, then I'll play with you." ”

The adjudicator lifted his foot, and the native warrior was freed, stood up, and after a few jumps, attacked the adjudicator again, but her attack was unruly, and it was completely instinctive punching, and the players in the audience frowned. How could such a person get in.

The adjudicator was also uncomfortable. I didn't expect the opponent to be so weak. He didn't have the slightest desire to fight, especially in the face of his harassing attacks, the referee had completely stopped it, and let his fists hit his body, but it was a pity that he didn't break the defense.

The adjudicator was annoyed and said, "Hey, you're not enough, if I don't have any shame on you, go straight home." ”

The natives, who had already turned purple under everyone's eyes, shone directly. He was embarrassed, he knew, but he had a reason to insist, the people of the tribe were still waiting for his good news and bonus to save his life, although he already had the one million promised by Chen Chen, but he still wanted to see if he could get a little more.

He didn't speak, he kept waving his fists, and the adjudicator's patience finally reached the limit, "Enough, you clown, I don't want to be embarrassed by you here." The adjudicator flicked his fist in anger. The Adjudicator doesn't really have any martial arts, moves, or anything like that, what he is good at is speed and strength. The years in the mountains have cultivated his one-hit killing trait, so in the past games, it can be said that he was very restrained, but today he was provoked, so his fists went all out.

Speed, absolute speed also brings absolute power, and when the native warrior was still striking the adjudicator, the adjudicator's fist also struck, and with just one punch, the native fell to the ground and fell to the distance, because the strong force of the adjudicator flew out. Just when the referee signaled to the referee, the native got up from the ground again, although it was very slow, but everyone saw it, and the referee suddenly didn't understand, what made him insist like this, just a game, if he met someone he would never beat, he would definitely admit defeat.

He stood up again, the referee did not go over, but looked at the native, sure enough, he only took a step before he fell down again, Chen Chen saw this scene on the stage, and motioned to the referee to take a look, the referee walked over to see, and the native's mouth was muttering something to himself.

The referee couldn't hear clearly, so he handed Mike to the mouth of the indigenous warrior, only to hear his muttering from the loudspeaker in the venue: "I can't lose, I want to bring food back, my mother and sister are waiting for me, the tribe is waiting for me, I want to win, 10 million, a lot of food, I must not lose, I want to get up." ”

The voice is getting weaker and weaker, it is obvious that he can't stand up anymore, although the referee only has one punch, but the physique of this fighter seems to be a little weak, and the crowd in the arena and the audience in front of the TV also heard his words, and finally knew why he had not given up to continue, it turned out that he had such a responsibility, but unfortunately although he had the heart but was weak.

The adjudicator also heard it, and he came to the side of the indigenous warrior and said: "I admire your spirit, but unfortunately I also have my tribe and family, and I also want to give them a good life, if you still don't admit defeat, I can only throw you from power." ”

Although the words are ruthless, but there is also a last resort, so no one blames the judge, far away in the tribe of Africa, the warrior's mother is watching the only old TV in the entire tribe at the headman's house, this is the headman in exchange for the rhinoceros horn he hunted, although it is very old, but it can still be watched.

When he saw his son standing in the ring, he was very happy, because his son told him that as long as he could stand on it, it meant that he was ahead of the curve, and he could give the family a better life in the future, but when his son was punched and knocked down, the mother cried, because she heard her son's whispering, and he knew that his son was desperate for himself and the tribe, and it was completely hopeless.

More and more African people gathered together, as long as there is a TV in Africa, they will be there, they see a soldier who is constantly working hard for his family and his tribe, even at the cost of sacrificing his own soldiers, struggling, although they can't go to the scene to cheer for him, but they still want to pay attention to him, hope that he can feel the greetings from Africa.

"Warrior, sue me by your name." Standing tall and like a god, Chen Chen asked.

The native warrior reluctantly looked up and said, "My name is Wasteland. Hunter. Pike. 100 people long. Farm. Campbell's voice said his full name intermittently, but Chen Chen was confused when he heard it, what is this name? Not at all.

"Forget it, I'll call you Campbell, what do you want to fulfill? I can help you, but if you really can't beat the adjudicator, you should admit defeat, as long as you admit defeat, I can promise you a request that is not too much, otherwise you will die on the stage and don't want to win the game. ”

Before Chen Chen's words fell, Campbell told the referee that he had admitted defeat, joking that he still didn't admit defeat, he really thought he was iron, he just insisted on it, and now seeing the food crisis of the tribe, of course, it is the most important thing to count on it.

Chen Chen looked at Campbell, who quickly admitted defeat, with a constipated look on his face, did he do something wrong? (To be continued......)