Chapter 3: The Battle of the Ring
Around five o'clock, the rooster crowed, and I got up early to prepare for this ring fight. I rummaged through my invention, and after a lot of tossing and turning, I finally found something that I thought would be useful—a potion of strength.
This potion of power is also one of my proudest creations - just one sip can give an ordinary person great power and last for three days.
At the end of the seventh watch, I took a few inventions, walked down the stairs, and after paying for three days of accommodation (the money was copied using my "item copying machine", if it was fake, ordinary people would not be able to see it) I walked on the way to the ring.
One hour before the start of the competition, I drank the bottle of potion, and suddenly, my thin body became stronger, and the strong muscles of my body strengthened my confidence, and I also had an indescribable feeling in my heart.
"Knock knock.." A deafening drum beat sounded all around, and I stepped into the ring. I was fighting against a very strong man, and I could almost hear the sound of his clenched fists, and the murderous aura on his face really made me break out in a cold sweat. "Look, look, isn't that the "town of Kansai" that has won four games in a row? "Look at his fierceness." "I'm afraid this man will be beaten to death."
"The joust begins."
The fierce man punched me straight at me, and I retreated again and again, forgetting the existence of the powerful potion in my body. "Look at the punch!" The big man shouted violently, and hit me with a heavy fist, and I blocked it with both hands, but I still flew out two feet. I was also angry, so I just tried my best. A volley punch hit him in the chest, sending him back again and again. I punched the man a few times, and because of the potion of strength, I got the upper hand,
I don't want to get too entangled with him, because I know that my physical strength is definitely not as strong as his, and if I continue like this, I will definitely lose. I made a false move, pretending to hit him hard in the face with my left hand, and he really hit the trick and went to block, but I slashed at him with my right hand, right in the middle, and hit him so painfully that he bent down. I couldn't help but exclaim, "What a chance!" A "sweeping leg" hit him his calf, and suddenly I heard a sound of bone cracking, and sure enough, the strong man never got up again.
Just when I was a little proud, I just heard a voice of "Who's going to challenge the champion!" "It dawned on me that this was just the beginning.
Suddenly, a figure jumped into the ring, I couldn't help but be surprised, only to see that it was a person with a wolf totem tattooed on his arm, his hair was scattered, and he was holding a shiny big knife in his hand, which was as long as one meter and two meters.
Am I going to die here, no, impossible! I hesitated, took out a "strong glove" from my pocket, put it on my hand, and casually chose a red tassel gun next to it. Luckily, I know a little marksmanship.
The man quickly swung his knife at me, I used the gun to slash, only to feel a numbness in my hands, if there were no gloves, I am afraid that my hands would be bleeding at this time, this block does not matter, but the man took a few steps back, full of surprise. Only for a while, there was a fierce face full of revenge, a straight jump, a knife to my front door, I twisted the gun, "dang" sound, actually shook his knife out of the air, I used the tip of the gun, straight to his feet, that person is also clever, a turn to avoid my move, volley grabbed the knife.
Hum! I had to use a trick, I jumped hard, a move "Dapeng spread its wings" to stab at him, he dodged, cut my feet with a knife, I made another move "monkey fishing for the moon", hit his knife handle, shocked him cracked, I didn't give him a chance to breathe, a jump in the air, a kick in his face, this kick kicked him away more than two feet, and never got up again.
The third game was even more fatal. I was fighting against a man called "Divine Arrow", and I heard that none of the people who were hit by his arrow survived, and "the arrow did not miss a shot". He was wearing armor and carrying a quiver with dozens of arrows in it, and I compared him to archery, but the rule was that one of the two sides had to fall to end the game.
That man looked like a good archer, and if I were to compare with him, I would not be shot into a hornet's nest. Finally, I found a pair of lightspeed sneakers in the invention variety.
The race began, and he shot an arrow at me, and the arrow was so fast that I didn't have to think about it to see that it was so powerful that I dodged it, only to see that the arrow behind me pierced the cowhide snare drum behind me, and I was so frightened that I broke out in a cold sweat. I didn't dare to be careless, dodged left and right, and finally didn't get shot by him.
When he slowed down, I fired three arrows in a row, thinking that I would definitely be able to shoot him, but I didn't expect to be dodged by him, and I almost hit the arrow, which is really difficult to deal with!
The two of us were on par, neither of us hurt anyone, I shot an arrow, he dodged, I didn't expect that there were arrows behind me, I put three arrows in a row, and shot at my predetermined position, the second arrow he barely dodged, but the third missed his heart. I didn't want to kill him, but the arrow missed his heart. Even though I didn't have enough strength, the heart was a lethal position.
The "Divine Arrow" spat out a mouthful of blood, looked at me in surprise, and fell straight down like a dead leaf.