So, the owner of the arena set up a gambling game, and the twenty or so men all made their own bets. Most of them bet that Kersmerd would be knocked down in a minute or two, a small number bet that he would hold out a little longer, and only one bet that Somed would last five minutes and bet three hundred dinars without hesitation.

The people laughed at the man's stupidity, saying that he had wasted three hundred dinars in vain. However, the honest-looking man said excitedly: "I don't know why, I have a strong premonition that this young man can hold out for five minutes without being defeated by Achill. I'm optimistic about him! I'm behind him!"

After the men had placed their bets, the Arena Owner shouted into the arena, "The duel begins!"

Before that, Minded and Archer had been standing for about ten minutes apart from each other in the middle of the court.

Achill, who had been taken away from the chains wrapped around his body, stood there almost naked, the cold of the outside world was enough to make ordinary people in thin clothes curl up and shiver, but it didn't seem to have the slightest effect on him. He stared at Ksmerd like a beast staring at its prey, never taking an inch of his eyes off Ksmold.

He rotated his big bald head from side to side, and moved his hands and feet in various postures, and the sound of "Kerakala" muscles and bones constantly resounded from his body. And he muttered inarticulate in a muffled voice: "Fresh, hot, hehe, fresh meat, hot blood, crushed in my fist, splashed on my face, hehe." ”

And Minded stood there in silence, almost motionless, staring intently at his opponent.

After the two waited for about ten minutes, they finally heard the arena owner announce the start of the duel from the stands.

Before the arena owner's shout fell, Achill, who had been waiting impatiently, let out an earth-shattering roar in the sky, and then moved and rushed towards the location of Minded. He was so tall and strong, at first glance that he looked like a hill or an iron tower, and he approached Kersmerd with such a ferocity that he could smash anything that appeared in front of him, and he looked like he was completely unstoppable.

Undaunted, he stood there calmly in the face of Archer's strong approach, not moving a single step.

In the blink of an eye, Archill rushed in front of Sensed and slammed a right hook into Marksman's head.

While dodging his punch sideways, Kersmod quickly had a preliminary judgment of his speed and power, so when Archer struck him with a left hook, he immediately held his breath and unleashed a faster shot than Archer, forming a palm with his right hand like a knife, slashing at Arciel's left arm.

Kersmeer's blow was a preemptive attack, attacking the enemy's weak points, and usually using it, the enemy would hurriedly return to defend or dodge, however, this Archer didn't care at all, and still smashed his fist straight at Kersmer.

Hearing a "poof" sound, Kersmer's palm had already struck heavily on Achill's left arm.

Whether it's boxing or a palm hit like this, Kosmode has trained and practiced countless times to bring out the power he deserves. This palm instantly accumulated, slashing out from top to bottom, enough to inflict heavy damage on flesh and blood. However, after receiving this blow from Sensed, Archer did not even show a hint of shock, and his left fist was not affected at all, and it still struck Marksman in the face.

When Kersmer slapped his right palm on Achill's left arm, he couldn't help but be taken aback, and his heart suddenly felt bad. His palm seemed to hit a person's **, as if it had hit a smooth iron stone. Achill's strong muscles were so strong that after slashing his arm with a slap, instead of hurting him, he felt a sharp pain in his right palm in the strong reaction force.

This result was a great surprise to Minder, and the horror in his heart made him stunned.

Seeing that Achill's fist was about to smash into his face, fortunately he raised his left hand in time to block the front of his head, and took Archer's punch head-on.

When Kersmod received Archer's punch with his bandaged left hand, he felt an incomparably strong force burst out from his left palm, and his left palm felt a sharp pain while receiving a strong impact, as if his entire left palm was about to crack.

Shocked by the force from Archer's iron fist, Kersmer's whole body also trembled, and he involuntarily stepped back. After taking a few steps back, he barely managed to stabilize his body, and his left hand immediately drooped, and it was numb and painful for a while, very uncomfortable. The laceration wound left by the strong grip of the blade had not yet healed, and now it was shaken by the powerful force of Achill's iron fist, and the already scabbed wound on his left hand burst open.

The blood that flowed from the wound immediately stained the bandage on his left hand red, and a few drops of blood dripped from his fingertips to the ground as his left hand drooped. There was a thin layer of snow on the ground, and the blood dripped onto the snow, and a few bits of red in the pure white, which was particularly striking and shocking.

It's terrifying, this Archer is as solid as a stone, and what's even more terrifying is his strength, it's too strong. No matter how strong the muscles are, after all, they are only muscles, and in any case they are not comparable to armor made of steel, as long as there are sharp blades such as swords in hand, there is no need to be afraid of Kosmoed. But Archer's inhuman power shocked and frightened Marksman, and he knew that he couldn't fight it head-on.

Such a powerful force, which Kersmod had never seen before, he had never met an opponent who could completely crush him in terms of strength, which made him dare not go head-to-head with Achill, and had to adopt a more flexible style of play.

Despite his great disadvantage in strength, Kosmund did not flinch from it, on the contrary, it aroused his fighting spirit even more. Because he knows very well that in a duel, fighting spirit and determination to win are far more important than anything else.

The strength of the opponent made the fighting spirit of Semi even higher, and he was full of spirit and immediately prepared to fight with all his might.

Archell roared frantically, and charged at Kersmer, striding in front of Kersmer in two large strides, and slamming his fist at Kersmer. Kersmod dodged Archer's powerful punch sideways, then both punches came out and fired back, one near the corner of his head and one in the chest.

Both of these are vital points, and Archer seems to be jealous, and quickly turns his head sideways to dodge Kersmer's right fist, and his left hand grabs Kersmer's left fist.

Immediately, Kersmed retracted his left fist slightly, then turned it into a palm and slashed at Archer's wrist joint, and at the same time, his right hand flexed, changing the target of the attack, and elbowed it into Archer's neck.

Seeing the respective attacks that Kersmed unleashed with both hands at the same time, Archer couldn't help but be surprised. It is not surprising that just now Kosmer threw both fists together, and ordinary people can do it. But his next two hands attacked, attacking at the same time, and each containing different variations, which was really something that Archer had never seen before.

Achill was not stupid and did not take any risks, and immediately took a step back, dodging the attack of Ksmerd's two hands.

Kersmod followed, continuing to play with both hands, steadily, and with Archer. Sometimes he attacks with both hands, sometimes attacks with one hand and defends with the other, or he defends with both hands, which is really unpredictable and difficult to fathom.

Archer used his unrivaled strength and thick iron fists to swing his fists and smash them wildly at Kersmoad.

Kersmer didn't dare to take any of his punches hard, let alone let any of his punches hit him, or he would be immediately knocked out by the power of Achill's inhuman.

When Achill's fist approached him, he mainly used clever and flexible dodging to avoid the attack, and then cooperated with the attack and defense of both hands, looking for opportunities to fight back, only when it was absolutely necessary, he chose to block Achill's attack, but his block was not a pure block, but a method of unloading, trying to use soft rigidity to reduce the impact and damage suffered by himself.

A minute, two, or three minutes passed, and the fight between the two quickly lasted until the fourth minute, and by this time, Kersmer's hands were already red and swollen in multiple places, obviously caused by Archier's attack. In the past four minutes, Kersmod made many effective counterattacks, hitting many parts of Achill's body hard, but Achill's body is really like an iron tower, and it is difficult to be injured.

In the stands of the arena, there was silence at this time. Nearly thirty men, including the arena owner, watched in amazement as the battle between Kersmod and Archer was momentarily indistinguishable.

Achill's huge iron fist combined with inhuman strength is really overbearing, and the advantage is obvious, and Ksmerd finds that it is really not a wise move to fight him like this, I am afraid that the physical exertion will be enough to make it difficult for him to support himself, and he will fall first, so he will be crossed, and decide to take a risk, using the special body and footwork he has practiced in the past two years, to get closer to Archer's body.

Kersmund stepped back and then forward, then back, and so on, until one of his retreats, when Achill hit him in the face with a straight left hand, Cher moved, suddenly accelerated, and his left foot quickly stepped forward, and then used his right arm to touch slightly under Achill's left fist, and before Achill's power was actually transmitted to his right arm, he had turned his hand and grabbed the upper end of Achill's left forearm, and at the same time, his left hand grabbed the upper end of Achill's left arm from the bottom up, and his body suddenly fell and caused Archer's center of gravity to lean forward。

By the moment Achill's body had developed upward resistance, Marksmod had already taken advantage of the situation to turn around, turn his back to Achill and approach him, squatting with his legs, pushing Achill's body with his back, and at the same time resisting with his left arm, and holding Achill's left shoulder with his left hand. Then he bowed his knees, bowed his head, and while screaming, he grabbed Achill's left hand with both hands, and with all his strength, pulled forward sharply, and threw Archer's huge body forward from behind.

This series of actions by Kosmer is a long story, but it is completed in two or three seconds. Archer threw a punch and was pulled by Ekmer, his center of gravity leaning forward sharply. And before he could settle down and retract his left hand, Kersmod had already thrown him forward hard. Archiel is caught off guard and is thrown to the ground by Kersmod.

After falling Achill, Marksmod immediately grabbed Achill's elbow with his left hand, pressed forward with his right hand, folded Achill's left arm and pressed it on the side of his face and ear, and then pressed his right knee on Achill's left arm, and pressed Achill's left arm, head, and right shoulder in turn to control him.

However, before Kersmord could firmly control Archer, Archer suddenly roared in a rage, and with a powerful force that seemed to be able to overturn the sea, he suddenly broke free of Kersmer's restraints and jumped up.

Sensed that something was wrong, and hurriedly flashed to the side.

At this time, Achill's eyes widened, and his mouth kept letting out a violent roar, as if he was crazy, and he was jumping around. The arena owner in the stands saw the thunderous Archier, and immediately reacted, shouting in panic: "Oh no, Achill is going to get out of control again, and this time the situation is even worse! Hurry up! Go and catch him." ”

Then, more than a dozen men rushed into the arena and tried to subdue Achill together, but when the dozen men rushed to Achill's side together, Achill, who was thundering, suddenly waved his fist. I saw him punch one by one, knocking the dozen or so men close to the ground one by one. The remaining men immediately dispersed, and how dare they stay by Achill's side any longer.

The people standing in the arena soon were only Achill and Kersmer.

Archill yelled in rage and immediately lunged at him, slamming his punch down on Kersmer, who immediately dodged sideways, and Archer then swept in with another left hook. Kersmode's heart sank, and he was horrified that Achill had made so much faster.

The furious Achill not only shot much faster, but also significantly increased his strength. Of course, Mindmond didn't go toe-to-toe with him, and quickly stiffened his body when Archill's left hook came in, and suddenly leaned back into the air, allowing Archer's fist to skim over him, while his feet were still firmly pinned to the ground.

Achill's fist carried a powerful blast of punches that swept over Kersmode's face, even causing a faint pain in his face.

At the same time, Kersmoad maintained his upper body in a reclining position with his upper body in the air, while his feet and waist worked at the same time, causing his lower disc to move, moving his entire body to the left under Archer's punch. With this move, Minder's body dodged Archer's punch, and at the same time brought his body closer to the left of Archer's torso from the side.

When Achill punched him in the air, Kersmoud climbed up with both hands, put his right hand on his left shoulder, grabbed his left arm with his left hand, and then pulled Achill's body down with both hands at the same time, and his body slammed all the way down.

Pulled by Kersmer like this, Achill's body leaned to the left and almost collapsed. But after all, he was tall and strong, and his center of gravity was calm, and he immediately gathered all his strength on his feet, and immediately stabilized his body, so that Eksmerd could not knock him down for a while.