It is the thickness of an ordinary person's waist, like a muscular arm made of steel bar, and it is trembling.

It's not because of the weak detachment, but because of the fierce wrestling!

"Crunch-"

The neck muscles of Bai Tangjing and the arm muscles of Julius, the confrontation between flesh and blood made a sound like steel.

"Unbelievable! Unbelievable~! In the face of Julius's heavy punch, the Bai Tangjing player actually just tilted his head! He didn't even move his feet!

He's now! It's really fulfilling one's declaration!

- 'Let's go hard'! ”

"Oh~my god! According to Reinhardt's strength, the force of that punch would not be able to carry it even if he pressed his entire body weight! How the hell did he do it? ”

On the commentary stage, which was shocked by Bai Tangjing's surreal techniques and arrogant declarations, the two of them, Sheaxiang and Jerry, finally returned to their duties as if they had come back to their senses and began to explain to the audience.

And inside the Circle, Julius really did not plan to play any boxing games, as he said.

The fan-like palm of the hand called out to the boy's head from the other direction.

If you hit it this time, you will be about to make a brain-flowered sandwich between your palms, heads, and fists!

"Bang!"

But the sound of flesh and skin clashing did not occur above, but in Julius's chest and abdomen.

"Uhh

A positive kick that almost pierced the flesh into Julius's chest.

Droplets of sweat were shaken off the skin, and the mountain-like giant couldn't help but retreat!

The lungs were suddenly pressed to expel air, and the muscular giant's eyes widened.

And on that chest, the muscles that were so solid that they could break the chains without leaving a trace were like plasticine with footprints!

“ooooooh!

Spartan Kick! A standard Spartan kick! Concise and powerful, powerful and powerful!

It's like the declaration of the Hakudo Mirror player! He's just a fucking power! ”

Jerry Tyson chanted passionately in the commentary seat.

Even though he had studied martial arts in the Republic, the United States' appreciation of the power of rugged barbarism was still imprinted in his bones.

The scene in front of him is like the impact of the picture of a rabbit kicking an elephant, which almost makes his lower body can't help but pull the flag!

And the teenager on the field did not intend to stop.

The internal force of the dragon's blood is surging between the meridians, and the heat emitted by the movement of the body is being transformed into spiritual energy by the [Spirit Sucking].

So even if you start doing strenuous exercise, not a drop of sweat comes out.

But he doesn't plan to use that heat-absorbing ability against his opponent, and instead continues to punch and kick him.

After all, you say it yourself, and if you don't follow it, it's too ugly.

"Wow-"

The sleeves of the shirt were slicing through the air due to the rapid movement.

Almost instantly, the White Hall Mirror was already attached to the retreating Julius.

Another straight punch!

"Huh? Why is that? According to Reinhardt's huge weight and unbalanced athletic posture, whether it is stepping on the ankle or kicking the knee, he can destroy a limb in an instant! Why is the choice of the Baitang Mirror contestant [Straight Fist]? The sexy black-skinned beauty knowingly aroused the emotions of the audience, excitedly shouting, "Is it a humiliation to Reinhardt?" Is it a contempt for muscle?! ”

"No!" Jerry Tyson, who was next to him, snatched the microphone, "The player in the white hall is from the practice of Jeet Kune Do, and joint destruction and disrupting the center of gravity are commonplace. ”

The black man pointed to the large screen in the center of the arena tube, and the big eyes on his face that were already protruding almost burst out of his sockets with excitement.

Look at his smile!

- That man is going to abandon these skills at this moment! ”

The world's top high-tech screen is showing every detail of the stadium in detail.

And on the handsome face of the handsome young man waving the fist, it was exactly - a happy smile!

That smile was normal in what it would have looked like on a normal day.

It may appear on the faces of young men and women who have confessed successfully, or it may appear on young children who have received a gift of their hearts......

But here, it's an arena where you want to die!

Between the merciless biting and fighting between people, there was a smile of [happiness]......

The more timid viewers couldn't help but get goosebumps.

In the midst of that smile, the [monsters] and [monsters] on the field began a series of punches and kicks.

Fare to fist and wrist to wrist......

Julius Reinhardt is a physical powerhouse who, like Gozo Murobuchi before him, has not practiced martial arts.

So even if he didn't want to engage in this kind of clumsy battle with attack after attack, Bai Tangjing could easily judge his punch path through the cooperation of his eyesight and wisdom.

- and then force him to come and attack!

"You stunted skinny monkey!"

Yurius, who was already so angry that his blood vessels burst all over his body, turned his hands into hammers, and his steel-like muscles contracted, smashing down from top to bottom like a piledriver!

And the corners of Bai Tangjing's mouth were even bigger, and in the unfavorable position below him, he hit a dragon fist!

"Uncle, don't just look at the size of the muscle, but also look at the quality!"

"Bang!"

The three fists collided, and Julius's weight of two hundred kilograms even briefly floated in the air due to the strong reaction force!

At the foot of Bai Tangjing, the sand-paved field was once again carved out of a deep pit, and the flying dust directly exposed the floor that already had cobweb-like cracks below.

In the smoke and dust, Julius, who had re-landed on the ground, gritted his teeth and pressed his hands down.

But even though the veins in his forehead were about to burst open due to the force of the muscles, his hands held the hammer, but they were still lifted inch by inch in the trembling wrestling.

"I'm so sorry, uncle." Bai Tangjing lowered his head, "I know that you are a person with a good personality, even if you are reluctant and polite to me before the game."

But me.

Ever since I got on this field......

I can't help it, the urge to crush you strong people from body to soul! ”

There was an uncontrollable smile in the boy's voice.

And when he looked up, it was an exaggerated smile!

~~~~~~

"Grandpa, look! The mirror is strong! And that smile...... It's so gentle! ”

Garuda took Wu Huiliyang's thin arm and proudly promoted the object of his affection.

I didn't notice the bruises on my grandfather's head in addition to the reluctant smile and nod.

"Oh, the little girl calls that smile 'gentle'? Family education is really well taught, Hui Liyang. ”

The loose kimono wrapped around the old but still strong muscles as he walked down the steps.

[Martial God] Takemoto Jiuan heroically picked up Wu Horixiong beside Wu Huiliyang with one hand and threw it aside, and sat down with a golden sword.

The [Wu Zhi Ghost Cow] who had killed countless people in the inner world, until the old man let go, his body of more than two hundred catties suddenly ejected and retreated.

looked at the stout old man in disbelief.