Chapter Seventy-Four: Tough Front
Although he had been on stage many times in the past month or so, when Xin Lin stood in the ring again, an overwhelming wave of sound swept from all directions, making his heart skip a beat.
At a glance, the audience was crowded, more than 100,000 people densely connected into a large area, boundless, people shouted in unison, or whistled loudly, deafening sounds came and went, and the noise almost lifted the stadium into the sky.
At this time, the host began to introduce Xin Lin loudly, which spread to every corner, and at the same time, the big screen on the top was also playing the wonderful shots of Xin Lone's game, the video production was very well-made, and the audio and video effects were excellent, which quickly drove the enthusiasm of the audience.
At the end of the introduction, the entire arena suddenly fell into darkness, and then, a beam of light fell from the sky, illuminating the position where Xin Lin was standing, making him the only focus on the field, and a large number of spectators called his name in unison: "Xin Lian...... Silence...... Silence ......"
A strange feeling welled up in Xin Lone's heart, thinking that at least 100 million people were looking at him at this moment, he couldn't help but open his arms, as if to embrace the sky.
Seeing this action, the audience in the dark became excited, shouting hoarsely one by one, dancing with their hands, and the huge sound wave immediately skyrocketed several times, wave after wave, endlessly.
Xin Lin closed his eyes slightly, enjoying the moment of hundreds of millions of people's attention!
Next is Robertson Allen's appearance, his appearance process is the same as Xin Lone, the audience also shouted Robertson's name loudly, the two sides are evenly matched, and no one can suppress the other.
Suddenly, the entire venue was immersed in a passionate atmosphere and gradually pushed to a climax.
The appearance ceremony ended, and the one-minute countdown began.
Xin Lin carefully observed Roberson on the other side of the ring, and telepathy had already locked on the other party. Robertson is about 1.95 meters tall, every muscle in his body has been trained for many years, his body is as strong and strong as a sculpture, and there is a tough and rigid strength under his skin, which is the characteristic of a rigid samurai, indicating that his defense is extremely amazing.
A thirty-six-year-old high-level rigid body warrior who is proficient in the three martial arts, the best at which is the Rock Palm, and has also mastered the Collapse Force.
In the eyes of most ordinary people and even some Force Warriors, Robeson is indeed a formidable figure and intimidating, but Xin Lin does not have the slightest timidity, even if he is only a junior samurai now, he is still full of confidence, and he has already thought of a way to defeat Roberson in his heart.
He still followed the previous way of thinking about dealing with Zhuo Qiuping, the speed of the rigid body warrior was not outstanding, and the movement and dodge in a small area were even more inflexible, seizing this weakness, getting close to the opponent, and looking for opportunities in the hand-to-hand grappling.
Unlike Zhuo Qiuping, Roberson has a better talent in martial arts, two fist techniques and one palm technique have been practiced to the realm of thoroughness, and the danger of hand-to-hand combat with him is many times higher than Zhuo Qiuping, and there is also a collapse in his hand, even if he is hit, it will be over.
However, in Xin Lian's eyes, there is not much difference in this aspect, he can even be more aggressive, without blindly dodging, using his strength to strengthen the attack, and be tough in the front.
When Xin Lin observed Robertson, Robertson looked at Xin Lin with a blank face, and his eyes were very unkind.
"I've always heard others say that you are very powerful, although you are only a junior warrior, but the martial arts talent is rare in a hundred years, and you will become a powerhouse of the famous Federation in the future." Robertson said lightly, the corners of his mouth hooked up a touch of mockery, as if he scoffed at this, and said disdainfully: "Who can say for sure what will happen in the future, I only know, now you are a junior samurai, no matter how great your potential is, you are also weak, I want everyone to see how I defeated you." ”
"Even if you really become a strong man in the future, you will always remember that today, it was me Roberson who defeated you and stepped on you hard as a stepping stone!" As he spoke, Robertson's eyes were full of pride.
Xin Lin frowned slightly, he and Robertson had never met, but Robertson repeatedly provoked himself, and spoke in an extremely unfriendly manner, as if there was a deep hatred between the two, which made some sense, and it was definitely not just because of the championship competition.
The champion can get a prize of 50 million, as well as the Jupiter Chamber of Commerce's reward policy for the company.
With Robertson's family background, 50 million is not a lot of money, and he will not be so angry about it, and he will be jealous of the prize money.
The Jupiter Chamber of Commerce's reward is indeed important to the Allen family, but Roberson should have a lot of confidence in himself. With the strength he showed in the martial arts competition, there is a big gap between him and Robertson on the bright side, so most people are optimistic about Robertson winning the championship.
But Xin Lin was keenly aware of the anomaly in Robertson's words.
Robertson's posture is very arrogant, as if he has eaten the bitter silence, but in fact, he is a little inward-looking, and he is not absolutely confident that he can win.
"Is this because Robertson already knows that my strength is more than just my performance in the martial arts competition, or is there someone who has pointed out to him and seen my hypocrisy?" Xin Lone's mind was like electricity, thinking about the reason.
If it is the former, then Robertson is very suspected of being the mastermind behind yesterday's sneak attack; If it's the latter, then who sees my strength?
Xin Silence didn't respond for a long time, and Robertson said again: "Why don't you speak?" If you don't want to lose too ugly, you can just surrender, and it will save me from beating you too painfully. ”
"Are you scared?" Xin asked rhetorically.
Robertson seemed to have been poked in the sore spot, was silent for a second, and suddenly burst into laughter, and as soon as the laughter stopped, he said viciously: "I'll be scared? Who do you think you are, a junior samurai who has just cultivated the Force for less than half a year, don't think how great it is to defeat a few amateur players who are not in the stream. I'll let you know who the real powerhouse is! ”
"I'm looking forward to it." Xin Xiao replied calmly.
He was even more sure that Robertson was bluffing to hide his true thoughts.
Both stopped talking, and as soon as the countdown was over, they immediately pounced on their opponents amid the shouts of hundreds of millions of spectators.
One punches, one palms.
Xin Lin used the Destruction Fist, which was the first time he had shown this style in a match; Robertson, on the other hand, used a rock-rock palm, and he swept his opponents with palm skills on several occasions in previous matches.
The essence of boxing and palm is common, the difference is very small, not as far as the fist and the leg method, sometimes the fist is the palm, the palm is the fist, the two are arbitrarily transformed, the boundary is blurred, and the same can be used to send out the fist. For example, Xin Lone's big stele wrestler, generally known as the palm technique, is actually a kind of boxing technique, but he rarely uses it.
As soon as the two of them made a move, they used all their strength, and the Destruction Fist and the Rock Palm were both known for their fierceness, and when they met head-on, it could be described as a needle-to-needle match, and all the audience opened their eyes wide and focused on the ring.
A moment later, the two were about to face each other.
Still two meters away, Roberson's palm wind pressed over, the air was squeezed and made a muffled sound, Xin Lin had already locked Roberson with telepathy, any of his movements were under control, at this time, the muscles of his right arm trembled extremely quickly, and all parts of his body were also transmitting strength in a strange rhythm, which was a precursor to the collapse!
The shaking amplitude of this devastating fist is extremely small, and it is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, especially when both sides are fighting, they can't detect the subtle changes in the opponent's body at all, but in Xin Lian's eyes, it is a clearer and obvious signal.
"He's going to have a bang."
Xin Lonely was like a mirror, and suddenly there was a pause under his feet, and he stopped his steps stiffly, making his forward rush a beat slower.
Just a slight slowdown, which immediately disrupted the rhythm of Robertson's punches.
His collapse is not skilled enough, it takes about half a second to charge before he shoots, and then it explodes at the moment of hit, which can neither be advanced nor delayed, and it is extremely difficult to grasp the timing.
Now Xin Silence suddenly slowed down a step, and Robertson's palm power was still playing, but the collapse power could not explode at the same time, and the power was greatly reduced. It takes a lot of physical strength to play the collapse energy, and Robertson doesn't want to collapse and empty, but at this moment, it is too late for him to withdraw the strength.
Xin Lin knew Robertson's changes well, and after a pause, he accelerated forward again, his shoulders sank slightly, and his body flowed with all kinds of strength, and he defended Robertson head-on with a "stone-breaking attack".
Bang!
There was a muffled sound, and the fists and palms met.
Xin Lone's strength did not need to be charged, it burst out just right, and at this time, Robertson's collapse had already dissipated, and it disappeared in a few tenths of a second in advance, only to fight against Xin Lone's inch strength with simple palm power.
The two took a few steps back at the same time and ended in a tie.
There was a loud exclamation in the venue, I don't understand what the situation is, the junior samurai and the senior samurai are facing each other, and they are evenly divided, and Robertson's collapse doesn't seem to have an effect!
The beauty of Xin Lone's pause just now, very few people can see the doorway, but Xin Lone's boxing technique was immediately recognized.
"Destruction Fist!" Some viewers shouted.
"It turns out that Xin Lin also has a hidden hand, his Destruction Fist realm is not low, it should be through the realm, this is good-looking."
Robertson's face was gloomy and very ugly.
The fame of the Destruction Fist is not small, and the power is better than that of the Rock Palm, and Roberson has also practiced it a few times, but he did not go deep because of the difficulty, but he did not expect Xin Lin to be proficient in this boxing technique.
"Hmph, it's hidden deep enough."
Robertson snorted coldly, he knew that this time the head-on confrontation was actually his own disadvantage, the explosive power of the inch exceeded his expectations, like a muffled thunder exploded in the palm of the hand, the palm was numb, very uncomfortable, if you touch it a few more times, the palm may be wasted.
What made Robertson really feel the danger was that Xin Silence seemed to see through his collapse and weakness, but he didn't believe that there was such a demonic person in the world, and his sense of battle was so terrifying that even this weakness that was not a defect could be skillfully exploited.
If this is the case, his collapse will be considered useless in front of Xin Lian.
"It should just be a coincidence." Thinking so, Robertson raised his arms and pounced on Xin Lin again.