Chapter 20: The Battle of the United States (1)
"The first fight is about to begin, so please get ready for the martial artists."
As the broadcast was announced, the martial artists who had drawn the first fight walked to the ring where they had drawn.
Claire led Hill and Mitch to the ring 3 in a big stride.
This time on stage, Claire didn't have the leisure to observe what the other people in the ring were like, and what he was thinking about now was actually something related to the R consortium.
Mitch looked at their captain as he walked and pondered, he thought that Claire was worried about this fight, so the inexplicable Mickey said to Claire with a big grin: "Captain, you are still worried about that American team, don't worry, what Harvey Β· I've never heard of D, so I'm sure he's a third-rate fighter. β
Hill on the side no longer pretended to be indifferent to echo after getting acquainted with Claire's style: "Yes, captain, although the opponent is very famous in the United States, don't forget that this is a martial arts tournament with high gold content, in such a tournament where even the qualifiers have to play 2 rounds, which martial artist who can be selected will not be famous?" So don't worry. β
Claire heard their inexplicable wave of comfort, and suddenly couldn't cry or laugh in her heart: Just kidding, did I say that I was afraid of the American team, you two teasers are embarrassed to say that I, even that Mr. Footboard is so hard, it's really useless.
Claire, who shook her head at the thought of this, quickened her pace, while Ciel and Mitch glanced at each other, both of them looked confused, shrugged their shoulders, and then ran together in small steps to catch up with Claire.
Under the ring
Claire once again asked Hill to be the first to come out, without him, it was still the same sentence, the person who can fight quickly must be sent first, because this will not give the opponent more opportunities to take advantage of.
Hill looked at the muscular man who also played after he came on the court - Byron Butler, although this strong man said that his fighting skills were almost none, but his perennial football experience made his reflexes not worse, plus his full set of armor other than a football cap would indeed make his already strong resistance to blows to a higher level, so compared to some speed-type fighters, it is still quite a headache, after all, a small number of speed-type fighters generally rely on harassing attacks, Or it is a combo technique that catches the opponent's flaws to win, so it is very difficult to fight a fighter like this who is durable and powerful.
Of course, Ciel's is also a sanda fighting genre based on wandering combo attacks. But Hill's attacks are not harassment, but the pursuit of one-hit victory, so this is the reason why the fights fought by Hill often take much faster time than other fighters.
While Hill was staring at the strong man across from him in a fighting stance, Butler was also squinting at Hill with a pair of small eyes. He thinks Hill is the kind of so-called speed fighter because of Hill's unathletic stature and Hill's sanda stance.
Butler had decided to take advantage of the small man's attack on his strong muscles and then fight back hard to give the little man a good look at what the muscles of an American champion football player look like.
Hill kept glancing at Butler's flaws when he was staring at him, but unfortunately, Butler bent down in a rugby posture as a starting gesture, and the flaws were not absent, but most of them were covered by his rugby suit. And the rest of the parts are not very easy to hit. So Butler gave Hill a lot of headaches.
Claire looked at Hill's headache, and suddenly stopped maintaining her image and reminded in a low voice: "Calf." Hill wasn't unresponsive after hearing Claire's words, but he just felt that if he wanted to trade injuries for injuries, it would be the stupid big man in front of him who had the advantage, and so on, the first thing a rugby player protects is his head, and then what really matters is his legs. Because if you don't protect your legs, then how can you chase the ball and pitch the ball?
So, the real intention of the captain is actually .......
Ciel, who had already figured it out, secretly made up his mind, and what followed was the momentum of victory.
Butler was a little puzzled when he saw his opponent's sudden momentum, but he couldn't manage that much because he had always been more one-lined, and he couldn't wait to knock his opponent to pieces.
Soon, with the speech of the host and commentator, Sean, the game began!
βRound 1 Fight!β
Surprisingly, it wasn't Butler, who seemed to have a higher winning rate, who made the first move, but Hill on the other side of the ring. Hill shifted his pace, his figure indistinctly circling around Butler.
And Butler seems to have anticipated this situation, and he does not act rashly, but just faces Hill with his body in front of him, so that Hill does not have a chance. After all, Hill couldn't keep his stamina with him.
Finally, as if he had run out of patience, Hill suddenly took a stride forward, his limbs fluctuating slightly as he ran, as if he didn't want his opponent to know whether he wanted to hit a punch or a leg. Butler looked at the little man in front of him and rushed over, the corners of his mouth that had been grinning suddenly became even bigger, he had already foreseen that Hill's attack would have no effect when it fell on him, and then Hill showed a surprised expression.
Hmph, boy, since you're so uninteresting, don't blame me for being unkind to Byron Butler. As Butler thought about this, his eyes became cruel.
Five, four, three....... Butler posed as a baseball pick-up player, and the provocation and cruelty in his eyes became more and more obvious.
With a "pass", the ground in front of Butler was punched out of a depression by Butler's huge force, but Butler's eyes did not have the excitement at the beginning, but confused, where did that little man go, right?
Butler, who suddenly reacted, wanted to turn around, but how could Hill, who had already seized the opportunity, let go of such a godsend opportunity to reverse. He took advantage of Butler's urgency to turn to the right and kicked a side kick with his left leg, which kicked Butler's body unsteadily, but Hill did not stop, he kicked Butler's other leg with his right leg again, and at this time, Butler could no longer maintain his balance without both hands. The way he stretched out his hands to grab something made the corners of Ciel's mouth curl up with a hint of mockery.
If you fall to the ground and use your hands to protect your head, then you can definitely defend against the attack of this cunning little man. Butler thought so, but the reality was that Hill had gone around in front of Butler and slammed a knee into Butler's gaping abdomen before he could fall to the ground.
No matter how strong Butler's body is, the abdomen, which is full of vital organs, is definitely a vital point, not to mention that Hill's knee hit with all his strength, and the strong kinetic energy coupled with Butler's painful hind legs holding his stomach, made Butler's original body fall to the ground lean towards the side of the ring.
Golden opportunity! Hill didn't stop after the knee, and he swung his legs and took turns calling on Butler's unguarded face, one, two. The stormy attack didn't stop until it kicked Butler to the edge of the ring, and at this time, Butler was kicked in a daze, and he couldn't see Hill's movements clearly because his nose was blue and his face was swollen.
Hill took a deep breath after recovering his strength, and then roared violently, "Drink!! Hill jumped high and kicked Butler, who was no longer defensible, with a whirlwind kick.
The first one, victory.
Compared with Mickey who whistled to congratulate Hill next to him, Claire looked at Hill speechlessly on the stage who was still posing for the camera in the comment booth despite his efforts: This kid is actually a sullen man, oh no, he is an outsider in the eyes of acquaintances.
However, when Hill's eyes looked at Claire in the audience, Claire still gave him a positive look, after all, no matter how much he pretended to be forced, at this moment, as his captain, he still had to support him whether he won or lost.
Claire looked at Hill, who was already a little red and swollen and cramping in his legs, but was still struggling, sighed in her heart, and gestured to Mickey on the side with her eyes. Mitch seemed to know what Claire was trying to say. So he didn't care if Hill got off the stage first, so he jumped directly into the ring, helped Hill down, and stood on it again.
The All-Star team on the opposite side didn't have the fun atmosphere on Claire's side. D frowned and looked at Butler, whose nosebleed eye socket was cracked, based on his friend's face, he couldn't blame Butler for anything, but he really didn't expect that this was only the second game of the preliminaries, and Butler's flaws were seen by the opponent.
"Looks like the opponent is very strong." Harvey Brown couldn't help but sigh with emotion. D looked at Claire and them.
Rocky looked like he couldn't stand the eerie atmosphere in the team at the moment, and he stood up to Harvey Bush. D said: "Harvey, I'll play the second game, I'll help Butler get revenge, and I definitely have to pay it back to the other side." β
As he spoke, he magically conjured a red basketball with his internal qi and spun it around his fingers. Harvey S. D kept looking at Claire's side, waved his hand and refused Rocky's invitation: "No, Rocky, you go last, it seems that the opposite side will let the so-called American boxing champion play the second time, and I will let him understand what a boxer's real strength is." β
Rocky was a little upset when his offer was denied, but Harvey was a little unhappy. D's captain, he couldn't say anything, so he could only agree in a muffled voice.
After seeing Rocky agree, Harvey D took off his triangular sunglasses and jumped straight into the ring.