May Ryujima once again usher in the sunshine of the rising sun.

After just one day of recuperation, the fighters will play the semi-finals, semi-finals and finals in one go today, for a total of three fights.

Fighting, the most technically difficult competitive sport in the world.

You have to fight three battles in one day against opponents of the same level, even for monsters like fighters who are above ordinary people.

It is also a physical and spiritual trial.

"Wow! It's only been a day, but it's a big change, Uncle Wangma! ”

In the midst of the surging flow of people heading to the Desperate Arena, Bai Tangjing saw the Ten Ghost Snake King Horse and Yamashita Husband who were slowly advancing.

At this time, Wang Ma completely lost the fury and impatience that came out of nowhere when he first landed on Yuanliu Island.

The whole person exudes a sense of stability like a mountain rock.

Not only that, but the sharp sense of oppression that seemed to stab people at any time has also become mellow.

Overall...... Although the appearance has not changed at all, the whole person has completely changed!

It seems to be an infection of the breath, and even the Yamashita Husband who has always behaved submissively beside him seems to have put down some heavy burden at this time.

The whole person is free and easy.

"Looks like you're in good shape." Bai Tangjing walked up to the two of them and patted Wang Ma on the shoulder.

But when the palm of his hand fell on Wang Ma, the corners of the boy's mouth couldn't help twitching.

This guy's heart...... Is it so fast to be durable?

Wang Ma didn't care at all about the boy's terrifying expression as if he was watching "the dead are talking".

Instead, he smiled freely.

"Wouldn't it be nice to fight you at your best!"

The boy could only look at him for a moment, nodded, and turned away without saying anything.

For a guy who knew his death date and bravely chose his own way of death.

Who can stop him?

The only thing others can do is pay respect, right?

After both the spectators and the contestants had entered the venue, the head of the United States seemed to have left in a hurry because of some urgent notice.

But the last day of the boxing tournament has officially begun.

......

After the duel between the Ten Ghost Snake King Horse and the Jini Small Universe, the heart-overloaded King Horse successfully defeated the Small Universe, which was also seriously damaged in the previous round, and successfully advanced to the semi-finals.

Covered in lewd and tattooed clothes, and wearing only a pair of briefs, Mutba Jizanga stretched his body on the sand and jumped as if he were stretching his body.

The dark and strong body seems to be smeared with a layer of oil, firm and full of vitality.

In the athlete's tunnel opposite him, Bai Tangjing was steadily entering the arena.

"Everyone's been waiting for a long time!" On the second day of the dressing competition, Katayuan Sheuka, who was even hotter, stood on the commentary stage and said excitedly.

"The second game of the quarterfinals, an immortal legend in the mercenary world! In the first round of torture and killing Masaki Meguro! In the second round, he defeated Guan Lin Chun at the cost of impaired five senses - [Torturer] Muteba Jizanga! ”

"And!" The wheat-colored hand pointed to the young man who was moving his muscles, "Only sixteen years old!" The first time he appeared on the stage of the boxing club, he broke into the quarterfinals like a beast - [Monster] Baitang Mirror! ”

"It seems that neither of the two players has suffered any major injuries in the first two rounds, so will the highlights of this competition be more exciting than the Ten Ghost Snake King Horse players and Imai Small Universe players in the previous game?"

"Uncle," the young man who slowly approached Mutba frowned. "Even two minutes before the start of the game, you were still in the women's pile and didn't come out, so you're very confident."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Mutba said sorry in his mouth, but his face was full of evil smiles, "As a mercenary who is in danger, that's just a hobby." ”

I'm sure there are no traces of those women left on the body, that is, smelled? It seems that his sense of smell is also super sensitive.

"By the way, didn't you say in the first game, 'I'm going to beat you where you're strongest'?"

Muteba pointed to his eyes and grinned.

"The most powerful thing about me is the five senses that I have developed because of blindness, how is it? Do you want to be blindfolded? ”

"The malice in your smiling face is about to overflow, uncle."

Bai Tangjing smiled and looked at the strong black man in front of him who had been playing carefully since he came on the field.

"That eye, it must be a mechanical structure, right? If you can do this, the integration of optics and thermal induction should be no problem, the visible light spectrum is several times more expanded than ordinary people, and this still makes people blindfolded? ”

"Noticed?" Mutba's swarthy face showed no crampedness after the slightest intention was exposed.

"It can't be seen from the outside, this is what Togo deliberately asked for the same appearance as the original eyeball, that is...... Is it within the company? ”

"Hey, hey, hey! Don't think so much about others. My company has only been established for a few days, where is the commercial spy! ”

"However," Bai Tangjing's face showed an interesting smile after thinking for a while, "Blind fighting seems to be quite an interesting experience." I agreed. ”

As he spoke, the boy closed his eyes, "Is this okay?" Or are you looking for something to cover? I don't have any experience. ”

"No problem!" The wicked grin on Muteba's face widened, "I'm totally ...... Trust you! ”

This kid is funny.

But no matter what the goal likes or dislikes, completing the task by any means is the style of Muteba Jizenga, the king of mercenaries!

"Huh? Hakudo player, are you sure you want this? ”

The referee between the two had never seen such a person who weakened himself in his fighting skills, and asked loudly.

Even in the audience, there was an uproar because of the boy's actions.

"That guy is really unusually willful."

The Wakatsuki samurai, who had been cultivating for a day, looked at the young man on the field with his mouth slightly open, and complained to Izumi Hatsumi beside him.

At that time, when he was in the middle of the battle, the whole person was shocked by the terrifyingly strong oppressive force, and his energy was completely attracted to the boy's movements.

As a person who fought with Bai Tangjing in close quarters, he didn't feel the slightly bad character of the young man.

The referee on the field, once again confirmed that both sides were fully prepared.

He waved his arm sharply.

"Game on!"

Muteba maintained his boxing hugs and bounced in the sand.

The shock waves of his body and the ground rippled like ripples in his senses, and then returned to his body with a message that was completely incomprehensible to ordinary people.

HEIGHT 187, WEIGHT 90KG...... Should I say that he is worthy of being a young man? In a few days, the data has improved compared to when the fighter registered.

In the ripple senses, the movements of the human figure, which is made up of various information, begin to change.

A powerful right-handed front, typical Jeet Kune Do vigilant fighting style.

Tilting your head, do you want to use your sense of hearing?

In his heart, for the innocence of the teenager, Mutba smiled disdainfully.

Sixteen years old. It takes a lot of time to eat, drink, and have fun every day, and to study and live.

To practice martial arts of his level, whether it is physical training or technical training, it is impossible for each to have less than 20,000 hours.

Where is the time to train your senses alone?

And without hundreds of hours of specialized sensory training, want to cram?

If this can be successful, then my own title of "King of Mercenaries" is too cheap.

But then, in the midst of the war, he felt something "something" that helped him escape the rippled senses of the bullets countless times in the midst of the war.

The jumping boxing hoop stiffens involuntarily and then stops completely.

As the boy straightened his head to listen, a terrifying "thing" that could not be located by the shock wave, but was tangible in physical sensation, filled the air!

It's as if the whole space is full of hostility for a moment!

Every inch of skin, every pore is being looked at!

Even as he inhaled the air around him into his body, even his nasal cavity and lungs appeared as if someone was holding a knife and holding the blade against his flesh with the belief of killing!

For Mutba, who is constantly on the battlefield, it couldn't be worse.

At some point, the sweat drenched his dark and strong body, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

The hands and legs are even more small and non-stop.

After a brief silence, in the midst of the noise of the audience...... Muteba raised his arm.

"Referee, I abstain."