"Here we go! Here we go again! Compared with the first round, Katagen Sheaxiang, who was dressed more hotly, pressed his hands on the commentary platform and almost roared.

"The signature strong attack of the Baitang Mirror player! It's so simple and brutal that it doesn't even need to be narrated!

That's violence at its extreme! Pure violence! ”

"Bang bang bang!"

It's obviously a combination of human fists and feet, but the violent impact and noise make people think that they are at some large-scale construction site!

Because the fists of those two men are as powerful as a stamping machine!

With each fist exchange, the turbulent air flow will spread irregularly.

By now, the arena behind the two has been swept away by the punching wind that has blown up layer after layer of sand.

The floor under the sand is exposed in a diffuse way!

And above that floor, cracks stretched out from under the feet of the two like thunder!

"Hey, hey, hey! Just kidding! ”

Ryoshi Himo, who had a plaster cast in his hand, looked at the arena and patted Naoya Okubo next to him in a daze.

And Okubo, whose head was slapped like a leather ball, was not angry at this time.

He just turned his head and asked Sueyoshi Kaneda beside him.

"Those two people, really...... The fight changed the terrain??? ”

"Well, I don't want to admit it, though." Sueyoshi Kaneda sighed, "But, these monster-like guys, are they really ...... It's unimaginably strong. ”

On the field, the teenager happily enjoyed the pleasure brought by violence.

The samurai on the other side had a hideous face and gritted his teeth, as if he was enraged by the young man's attitude, so he smashed it down with one punch at a time.

"What an astonishing force! What an astonishing destructive power!

The offense and defense of the two players even changed the environment of the entire arena!

They forced out a piece of concrete floor! ”

The hot figure and violent movements of Katagen Sheaxiang even made [Fuyun] Hatsumizumi, who was not far from the commentary seat, give up watching the game, but instead touched his chin and looked at the commentary table as if he was savoring.

And beside him, Jun Sekibayashi, who defeated the sumo wrestler in the first round, the Oni King Sanzun, has the same expression as him.

I watched the arena as if I was savoring something.

"First time, have you ever seen the look of a samurai who doesn't care about it and blindly attacks each other?"

"Huh?" Hatsumi Spring, who was already unconsciously drooling, reacted.

Under Guan Linchun's contemptuous gaze, he unhurriedly twisted his head in the direction of the arena.

"Whew, that's laying it out."

Hatsumi Izumi rubbed his stubble chin and said very firmly.

"That guy who is a samurai Wakatsuki is perfect in the profession of [Fighter].

Solid foundation and strong body. In terms of character, he is neither complacent nor a representative of the moderate faction. How could you play a fist game with that little ghost like losing your mind! ”

"Really? You think so, too. Guan Linchun, whose eyes never left the arena from beginning to end, smiled with interest.

"The only question now is...... When is the time for the samurai to give the arrogant imp a hard time! ”

......

"Bang!"

Unlike the samurai, who use karate techniques to attack and defend together.

Bai Tangjing has been practicing his declaration of "hard work" from beginning to end.

The arm wrapped in well-developed musculature is wrapped in dragon blood internal force, stopping all attacks at the same time, and smashing the opponent's body without losing its remaining strength!

"Yo! In terms of strength alone, you don't seem to be as good as Julius, uncle! ”

As the battle became more and more intense, the boy's tone was also as aggressive as a knife.

And the Samurai Watsuki turned a deaf ear.

Still gritting his teeth, he swung his heavy fist.

But this time, something is a little different......

After another fist fight.

"Sand-"

The slight sound of the soles of the feet rubbing against the floor was heard.

On the pupils of the Hakudogamma that captured the movement, the movement model of the Wakatsuki samurai changed somewhat.

Something far from unusual!

In the smoke and dust that flew after the fist, Bai Tangjing suddenly saw that the warrior's face suddenly calmed down.

The intense emotions on his face just now disappeared like foam on the water.

"This posture is...... Retroprolapse? ”

The pupils of the teenager are constricted.

In karate, the action of throwing a punch forward with the same hands and feet, and pressing the power of the center of gravity on the fist together, is called a shuntu.

The action of pushing the ground with the back foot and twisting the waist to exert force is called a reverse protrusion.

The movement of pushing the ground with the back foot is the most common punch method in the art of karate.

With this method of exerting force at the limit of the hind limbs, the superb karate master is a gun empet before he throws a punch.

After punching, the punch is a cannonball!

And this punch of the Samurai Wakatsuki is even more incomparable to ordinary karateists.

"Hah!"

For the first time since the start of the war, the Wakatsuki samurai exhaled.

Bursting and cheering, the muscles that exceeded the density of fifty-two times that of ordinary people were twisted into a rope and compressed to the extreme.

Then at the "apex" of compression, with the hind limb kicking force, it suddenly bursts out and is transmitted to the fist!

[Burst core]!

Unprecedented impact!

The hind foot of the kick directly stepped on the concrete floor to create a deep pit the size of a half-man!

At the moment of punching, Bai Tangjing's dynamic vision could see the ripples of qi waves rippling on the samurai's fist!

It didn't even take a collision to explode a shock wave, just the wave of air that punched out once again scratched a mark on the ground!

"Kala"

The young man, who was still maintaining his strength against the balance point, made an unpleasant sound the moment his right hand touched the samurai's [burst core] by inertia.

Immediately afterwards, he was hit in the chest by the residual strength of the furious straight punch.

"Bang!"

In the shrunken pupils, the fist that even the dragon's blood internal force and thoughts could not fully protect were reflected.

After a day, in the Desperate Arena, there was a scene like a funny animation again.

A 185cm, 87kg sturdy human was beaten dozens of meters away from the ground like a rag doll!

The trail of smoke and dust smashed against the high concrete fence on the edge of the arena.

"Pop-"

But unlike Gozo Murobuchi, the boy adjusted his posture in mid-air.

With a slight touch of his feet on the wall, he stepped on a pit of smoke and a cobweb-like crack in the explosion, and landed lightly.

"The wrist of the right hand was slightly dislocated, and the chest did not hurt the internal organs, but the muscles were damaged.

...... Awesome! ”

In the smoke and dust, the teenager who assessed his injuries did not show frustration or anger at being deceived.

Instead, he praised his opponent's boxing skills with great interest.

But the next moment, the [Tiger] with his right fist raised suddenly tore through the smoke screen and came to the young man!