Chapter 3: Fierce Fighting

The moment the referee said the beginning, Hua Shi Doulang, who had been gathering momentum for a long time, rushed in front of Bard like a cheetah.

A figure flashed, and ten crossed blood marks instantly appeared on Bud's chest, and blood burst out, staining his chest a blood-red color.

"It's over, I'll know!"

This level of fighting, even if his body is not out of control, is not something he can participate in now.

Just now, from the perspective of a bystander, Bard didn't even be able to see how Tsinghua Shi Doulang made a move.

Speed, skill, reflexes, and combat experience are all crushed by opponents, how can this be fought.

However, Bard had forgotten that this was the hunter's world, and that he wasn't supposed to see the fight from the perspective of a normal person.

Just when Bard thought he was going to be tortured to death, the stands erupted in a burst of cheers.

"Ah, Badr!"

"Badr, you're the best, I love you!"

"Badr, Badr, Badr!!"

The sudden cheers left Bard confused, unable to understand why the audience on stage was cheering for him when he was the one who was injured.

Soon, though, the out-of-control body made him understand that the cheers of the audience were not for nothing.

Under everyone's expectant gaze, the bleeding Badr suddenly showed a bright smile, and then he actually took on the posture of Mr. Bodybuilder on the field.

As we all know, Mr. Bodybuilder's posture is to show off his muscles perfectly to the audience.

This posture is equivalent to exposing the vital point to the enemy without reservation in battle, and Badr's behavior is almost suicidal.

But from another point of view, this behavior greatly increases the spectacle of this battle.

The Sky Arena's higher-level matches are broadcast live and recorded, and just by looking at the reaction of the live audience, Bard can gain a large number of fans.

But now they are fighting, not playing, this is not an exhibition match, the Sky Arena has never been a rule, as long as they are on the field, life and death are at their own risk.

Of course, Huashi Doulang would not be accustomed to Badr, and when he saw him looking for death, he immediately punched the spot, and his body flew out like a bullet.

"Oops, Badr is in danger, it's the tiger's killing move!"

"Legend has it that a master of tiger bite once used this trick to dig out the heart of a mad cow with one claw!"

Soon after the game began, the announcer Coco had to scream in advance, because at this time, the situation on the field looked extremely thrilling.

After Balder assumed the pose of Mr. Bodybuilder, he stood still like a sculpture.

On the other side, Hua Shi Doulang swooped out from behind Badr with his own killing moves, and if he was perfectly hit by this claw, his heart would most likely be pulled out all at once.

Such a thrilling scene made all the spectators in the stands stand up excitedly.

"Ahh

"Kill him, kill him!!"

"Badr, ahhh!!"

In an instant, the screams of women, the roars of men, and the human desire for killing and bloodshed resounded throughout the arena.

The cruelty of the Sky Arena is undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

In the stands, Fei Jie, who was originally full of confidence in Badr, couldn't help but raise her heart to her throat, "Don't play, Badr, you'll die!" ”

In the screams and roars of the audience, I don't know whether they didn't react or didn't want to react, Badr just stood motionless, and was unreservedly grasped by Hua Shi Doulang's tiger claws.

In a peculiar, spirit-like perspective, Bard watched as this happened, but couldn't react.

For a moment, he felt a sharp pain in his heart, and then his heart twitched violently as if it was pinched by something.

"To die! Die! Die!! ”

The announcer just introduced, and Bard listened to it word for word.

Just when he thought his heart would be pulled out in the next second, something incomprehensible happened.

At this time, half of the tiger's claws had been deeply embedded in the back of his heart, and the sharp nails had even touched his heart, and just as Hua Shi Doulang was about to take out this heart, a huge repulsion suddenly came from all directions.

In the blink of an eye, Hua Shi Doulang's tiger claws seemed to be stuck in the mire, all the power was absorbed, and no matter how hard he tried, this hand couldn't move a bit.

"What kind of move is this!!"

It's all reached the 180th floor, and before the game started, Hua Shi Doulang naturally did his homework seriously.

Badr's style of play is mainly defensive counter-attacking, rarely taking the initiative to attack, and as soon as he catches the opponent's flaws, he ends the fight with quick and powerful ground skills.

The coping strategy prepared by Hua Shi Doulang is very simple, that is, try not to fight with the opponent, use his speed advantage to keep wandering, force the opponent to show his flaws, and look for opportunities to kill with one blow.

At the beginning of this battle, the situation was completely consistent with Hua Shi Doulang's judgment, but Bard's next response was completely beyond his expectations.

This guy actually used his heart as a trap and forcibly restrained his right hand.

"Maniac!"

Although he couldn't understand this death-seeking behavior, Hua Shi Doulang had to admit that he had indeed been tricked.

Now his right hand is trapped on the opponent's back and cannot move, and then, the opponent can easily twist his arm as long as he turns around and waves his hand.

No, it's not just that, ground skills are the opponent's strength.

In an instant, countless images flashed through Hua Shi Doulang's mind, and most of these pictures ended in being grabbed by the arm, and then being forcibly pressed to the ground and ravaged to death.

But in a small part of the picture, he still found the possibility of escape.

Between the lightning and flint, Huashi Doulang made a move that surprised all the audience.

I saw him make a small jump, put his feet against Bud's back, and then raised his left palm, and hit Bud's back with his hands and feet.

There was a soft sound of "snort", and a bloody right hand was forcibly pulled out.

The hearts of the spectators did not appear, on the contrary, the spectators sitting at the front of the stands found that all the nails on Hua Shi Doulang's right hand were all left in Bard's body.

In the blink of an eye, the situation on the field changed dramatically.