Tsukasa Aoki changed his clothes, wore combat shorts, tied his fist gloves and moved his body out of the locker room, and saw the audience on the edge of the octagon cage at this time, which had already surrounded the three layers inside and three layers outside.

As soon as they saw Tsukasa Aoki, they let out a deafening cheer.

"Great Demon King!"

"Tsukasa Aoki!"

"I love you!"

The chaotic shouting gave Aoki a little headache, he didn't know how he should train in this environment in the future, but fortunately, it is now January 3, and January 18 will usher in the stage of the finals, which is also Aoki's last chance to be active in the eyes of others as a fighter.

The future path is still unknown, but Aoki Tsukasa feels that even if there is still a chance to be in the spotlight, I am afraid it will not be as a fighter.

Stepping onto the octagon, Tsukasa Aoki stepped on the ground and licked his lips.

Matsuyama Iwa was already standing in the ring at this time, and on the opposite side was Maeda Tiger with a solemn expression.

"I'm not going to show mercy." Tsukasa Aoki smiled and stretched out his fist to Tiger Maeda.

Maeda Tora's nervous forehead was sweating, he stretched out his hand, took a deep breath, and bumped fists with Aoki Tsukasa: "Boss, this time I'm very serious." ”

"Show me." As soon as Tsukasa Aoki and his fist touched the score, Matsuyama Iwa looked at him with a little resentment in his eyes, this is one of the few scenes in which the referee plays.

"Let me see how you progress." Aoki Tsukasa and him retreated to both sides of the octagonal cage, Matsuyama Iwa opened his mouth, and didn't say anything, just waved his hand: "Go!" ”

While the audience let out a burst of screams and cheers, Tsukasa Aoki swayed from side to side and pressed towards Maeda Tora.

Maeda Tora's body looked a little stiffer than Tsukasa Aoki's, probably because of his nervousness, but as Tsukasa Aoki got closer and closer to him, all his nervous emotions disappeared, leaving only Tsukasa Aoki who was getting closer and closer to him in his eyes.

The boss has a habit of testing his opponent with a jab, not to attack, but to see his opponent's reaction, test his opponent's speed and routine, and make plans and find gaps.

In Maeda Tiger's mind, the analysis of Aoki Tsukasa kept flashing, and it was because he admired Aoki Tsukasa that he also knew Aoki Tsukasa very well.

And with Matsuyama Iwa, a large spy, he will know Aoki's personal information, and it is not surprising.

Just looking at the moment when Aokiji's jab punch was hit, Maeda Tiger pressed forward violently, and at the same time as his right hand slapped away this jab, his left hand smashed straight into his head with a ferocious Russian-style big hook.

Aoki was indeed a little surprised, but his reaction speed allowed him to retreat in time, and after this big hook grazed his chin, Aoki slammed his toes to the ground, readjusted his stance, and kicked Maeda Tiger with a side kick.

Maeda lowered his center of gravity, resisted the side kick with his side arm, and pressed one step further, and his indomitable right hand once again unleashed a swift straight punch.

His straight punches are different from Aoki's lightness, and the momentum is heavy, mobilizing the strength of the entire weight and pace, and there is a feeling that you will die or I will die.

Aoki narrowly slashed through the straight punch with the sideways dodge of the boxing, and the gloves hung on his face with a hot pain, but he unconsciously hit an uppercut.

This hook broke through Maeda Tiger's parry, like lightning straight to his liver area, Maeda Tiger snorted, his eyes widened: It's so heavy!

But although this punch hurt him in a cold sweat, it failed to achieve the effect of bursting his liver.

The muscles in his abdomen didn't look as noticeable as Tsukasa Aoki, but it wasn't because he wasn't training properly, but because he deliberately kept a small amount of body fat to improve his resistance to blows.

In the heavyweight division, a qualified heavy gunner must not only be able to blow up the opponent with one punch, but also be able to withstand the opponent's bombardment.

Although Aoki's strength is strong, it is also within the range of Maeda Tora's patience.

Aoki Tsukasa was a little surprised by his toughness - if he was the former Maeda Tiger, he would have to lie on the ground with this punch, which has nothing to do with personal will, even a professional player, and if he hits the liver area with this kind of cold and poisonous uppercut, he will also be at risk of being knocked out by a punch.

"Drink!" Maeda Tiger let out a muffled roar from his braces-wearing mouth.

He smashed his left hand straight into Aoki's chin, Aoki Tsukasa bent down to dodge, but because of the uppercut, he was close to the inner circle, dodging a hook, but it was not enough to open a safe distance, Maeda Tora's right hand smashed the same cold and poisonous hook into Aoki's chin again, he dangerously swung his head sideways, but he could no longer dodge another hook from his left hand.

The hook fist slammed into Aoki's arm that protected his cheek, and the huge impact made Aoki Tsukasa stumble in a trance.

This guy's strength has become so great now?

Aoki's exclamation in his mind flickered, and finally he was completely serious, and before Maeda Tiger slammed his next punch, he pressed forward and hugged his leg, and his right leg hooked into his left leg, and an extremely fast shoulder crash knocked Maeda Tiger to the ground.

"Be careful!" Matsuyama Iwa, who was watching the game from the sidelines, even forgot his identity as a referee, and reminded Maeda Tiger loudly with the feeling of a coach.

Unbeknownst to Aoki, he was fully focused on submitting the opponent in front of him.

Maeda Tiger was knocked to the ground hard, only to feel a tightness in his chest, and the weight combined with Aoki Tsukasa's full force fell, made him feel a little out of breath.

But Tsukasa Aoki just calmly moved forward and continued to suppress, trying to occupy the top position of Maeda Tiger and gain a favorable position.

Maeda Tiger gritted his teeth and twisted his body hard, using his legs and hands together, constantly pushing against Aoki Tsukasa to prevent him from falling on him.

He knew very well that this stage of ground smashing was simply the best opportunity for Aoki Tsukasa to slaughter, and his reflexes and coordination would become the most terrifying weapon of mass destruction in the ground stage, and if he fell into the stage of simply being beaten, he would inevitably be pierced by Aoki Division!

What to do!?

Maeda Tiger was a little scrambling.

He did learn hard, but the ground technique was not something that could be perfected overnight. It is as strong as Yabuki, and in a few months, he can only learn how not to be submitted by ground technology, how to break free, and get rid of the ground being suppressed.

And he, not to mention.

Although he has learned a lot of knowledge and skills on the ground, this is still too immature for Aoki Division.

Just one pounce at the same time, Aoki Tsukasa felt the movement of his body's center of gravity, and took advantage of the situation, so that Maeda Tiger's body was brought sideways, and when Maeda Tiger re-posed, he was already riding on Maeda Tiger's body.

Maeda Tiger was still preparing to guard against Aoki Tsukasa's boxing, but he only felt a flower in front of him, and the next moment, his left hand was grabbed by Aoki Tsukasa's wrist with two hands, and his legs also clamped his left arm and pressed against him.

Maeda Tora was a little frightened and tried to reach out and grab his left hand, but at this time, Aoki Tsukasa's arms, waist, and legs exerted force at the same time, and in just a moment, his arm was straightened.

"Ahh Maeda tried to resist, but the sharp pain kept coming from the arm joints, and he tried again sweaty, only to get more hard pulling from Aoki Tsukasa.

It's an impeccable and immaculate armbar.

Maeda Tiger helplessly stretched out his hand and patted Aoki Tsukasa's leg.

"It's over." Matsuyama Iwa hurriedly rushed over, and before he could make a move, Aoki had already let go of his hand, rubbed his arm, and stood up with a smile: "Is it okay?" ”

Maeda Tiger hugged his arm and eased for a while, and took the palm of Aoki Tsukasa with a wry smile: "The boss is really the boss, I haven't figured out how I was surrendered by you now." ”

Aoki Tsukasa dragged him up from the ground: "It's already good, the ground technique takes time and sweat to polish slowly, but your standing is already good, but the fighting style is a little too reckless, so there is a great chance of injury." Don't keep listening to Brother Yan instilling in you the idea of a heavy fighter, some fists, being able to dodge is definitely better than being beaten. ”

Matsuyama Iwa glanced at Tsukasa Aoki, snorted, and didn't speak.

"I see." Maeda Tiger was very humble, and he sighed a little dejectedly: "Sure enough, there is still a big gap between me and the boss." ”

"Stupid, you're a lot better than you used to be." Aoki Tsukasa stretched out his hand and patted him on the bald head: "If you work hard, you will definitely be an outstanding fighter this time next year." ”

"Hmm." Maeda Tiger smiled again, but soon, his expression became solemn: "Boss, if you have time, I have something I want to tell you." ”

"Huh?" Tsukasa Aoki looked at him, frowning slightly.