"Burst core"

"A full blow from the strongest muscle monster!"

This is a move that the Wakatsuki samurai has not shown in any of his fist killings except in front of the "Minotaur Warrior".

As soon as it came out, everyone was shocked, what was that?

Tear !!

The smoothly floating airflow on the field became violent, and the air seemed to be directly exploded and torn apart by this punch, and bursts of sharp and piercing sounds came out.

It's like a sonic boom!

This punch unleashed a sonic boom.

A terrifying punch hit Muteba's body, and he swore that even mortar shells did not have such exaggerated power.

The terrifying power was like a drill that wanted to tear Mutba's muscles to pieces, and he could only see that the force instantly opened a hideous blood-colored hole in his body, and the blood splashed was instantly torn apart by the violent cyclone.

The force beyond common sense also sent Mutba's tattered body upside down to the other end.

There was a loud bang

Unfortunately, the freshly repaired wall had a big hole cut out, and Mutba slammed into it and spat out a mouthful of blood, and he was forced to stop.

"What! No way. ”

Togo Tomari made a rather funny sound, and it was obvious that she was quite unbelievable that her fighter was knocked into the wall at once because of the strange power of the Wakatsuki samurai.

Wakatsuki Samurai's "Burst Core" is really the first time it has been shown in front of everyone, and it was originally a move used to deal with the "Fang of Destruction".

But he revealed that he did not regret it, the enemy's attack did not always leave room for it, and only a quick defeat of the opponent was the best tactic.

The moves that can be used to do special moves are kept, and there are many fighting skills who can't be released in the end. In addition, Muteba can afford to be the first opponent of the Wakatsuki samurai to use "Burst Core" in a fist wish knockout match.

If Muteba had known, he would have said that I really thank you.

"Will Muteba be able to fight again?"

Katahara Sheaxiang's hand holding the microphone trembled slightly, and the tiger deserved to be a tiger. This shot shows his strange power, and fifty-three times the muscle density can really burst out with an incredible amount of madness.

Mutba, slumped in the rubble, leaned limply against the wall, unable to move, next to a pool of blood.

"I blocked it with my right arm sandwiched in the middle, and I barely avoided a fatal injury."

"This is really exaggerated power, I almost thought I was dead."

Muteba slowly opened his eyes, pain eating away at his nerves.

The sensation below his arm was gone, and fortunately Mutba was an old blind man who couldn't see his arm.

Otherwise, it would have been even more uncomfortable, and all the bones in his right arm would have been shattered, and the ground would have been shattered into tiny pieces. A huge flesh hole spread to the periphery, relying on the flesh and skin of the upper limbs, otherwise it would have almost been cracked, and the blurred flesh and blood were shocking to look at.

The Wakatsuki samurai, who was full of blood and unharmed, still kept his hand in the end, otherwise Muteba's arm and half of his abdomen would not have been wanted.

"That's all there is to it."

Although this little black can't see, his hearing is extremely sensitive and can achieve the effect of radar.

Mutba "saw" the Wakatsuki samurai slowly walking towards him and shook his head helplessly, he could only say that he was a little unlucky.

If you're up against someone who has already been injured and is quite serious, then Mutba's "Heart Penetration" move might be able to finish those fighters.

Before the Wakatsuki samurai's fist swung down again, Muteba said slowly

"I abstain."

"I see."

Wakatsuki Samurai calmly withdrew his slowly falling fist, then turned back.

"Winner! Wakatsuki samurai. ”

"The idea of a fighter is to win by any means, and a mercenary?"

Unexpectedly, the "badly injured" Mutba refused the stretcher of the medical staff, patted the dust on his body and stood up with a calm face.

He touched his right arm, which was only fleshy and fleshy, but touched the bone, and sighed

This time the blood is lost

"All the mercenary wants is to simply live, that's all."

Mutba judged that his life would be in danger if he continued to play, so he immediately abstained.

Muteba's defense is also amazing, and his ability to resist blows is to some extent even more terrifying than Guan Linchun.

Therefore, under the shocking blow of the Wakatsuki samurai, Mutba only wasted one hand, and this price avoided fatal injuries, which may be blood in the eyes of fighters.

But Muteba, who relied on his own skills to eat in the rain of bullets, knew that even if this arm was cured, it would not be able to return to its original state, so it was said that the blood was lost.

"You idiot, why can you abstain, what are you kidding!"

Muteba's employer, Togo Tomari, saw him scolding him with a slapstick on his face, and he didn't have the slightest scruple about this being a formidable presence in the international community.

"Why did I surrender after paying you so much money and wasting so much time and energy, beast?"

"The old lady is going to kill you!"

Seeing the emotional and hysterical Togo Denmari, Mutba secretly scolded a crazy woman. He took out a card from his bosom and threw it to her.

"What is this?"

Mutba, dressed in a suit, gave her a thumbs-up and smiled heartily.

"My personal phone, if there is anything I can bring over the phone, I can only do it for you for free once."

After saying that, he left without looking back, regardless of the mood of his former employer.

"Hahaha, what a pleasant commission!"

Of course, it would have been better if there had not been a encounter with that terrible "tiger".

"Hmph, I'll let you go this time."

Togo Denmari, who was eager to bite Mutba to death just now, suddenly changed his expression and showed a greedy smile.

"Tried whining."

"I didn't expect to get something good, I should think about how to make good use of this opportunity."

The so-called businessman is constantly weighing the pros and cons, and he is a qualified businessman regardless of the momentary gains and losses.

It's clear that Togo Tomari thinks the defeat in the knockout match is clearly more appealing to Muteba's free shots.

It's blood!

The blood gain and blood loss are originally between his personal thoughts.

"Mr. Kuroki's next game is about to start, so get ready."

The staff knocked on a room door and said cautiously

After waiting for a while, the bearded martial artist came out.

"I see."

Kuroki came out of the door of the room rather indifferently, ignoring the fearful staff and walking straight to the path to the Fighter Passage.

When the bearded man disappeared into the side of the corridor, the "Guardian" of the fighting force of the Former Annihilation Hall was finally able to gasp for breath.

"It's so sympathetic."

Looking at the corner where Kuroki Gensai disappeared, the staff member muttered in his mouth

"I actually have to fight this kind of "monster". ”

Before the game started, he was already feeling sorry for Kuroki Gensai's opponent, no matter how strong you are, it is absolutely impossible to beat the "magic spear".

He shuddered involuntarily at the thought that the enemy he was facing was the "magic spear".

How to win?

And as the opponent of "Kuroki Gensai" is the "Muscle Great Myojin" Street Male Mingzao, this muscle god.

The gyms on Wish-Ryu Island are open for free for fighters to exercise, and a variety of fitness equipment is made from various sports equipment manufacturers.

"Naruzo, are you really okay?"

His neck was immobilized, and he had to choose Toshio Ozu, who was sitting in a wheelchair.

He looked at the street with a worried expression

As a "brave and wise general", how could Toshio Ozu not have heard of the prestige of the "magic spear"?

It is a man who lives in a legend

In the hands of the "magic gun", no one can get any benefit

However, the next match was played by Toshio Ozu and his good brother, Akira Kaichi, against this living legend.

This is obviously his job Toshio Ozu!

If Toshio Ozu hadn't been broken by the inexplicable Kiryu "four hundred and fifty degrees" in an instant, his face would almost have changed positions with the back of his head.

Then the terrible enemy of the "magic gun" that will be faced now is Toshio Ozu!

In other words, because of his negligence, he ended up making his friend Jie Xiongming pay.

"Damn, if I could still fight."

Toshio Ozu hammered his thigh hard in dissatisfaction, and he felt quite unhappy.

"Boom!"

I don't know the weight, but when the barbell is put on the shelf, it makes a rather heavy sound, and the street male who is lying on the ground says helplessly

"Don't worry, Xiaofu is obviously the one who plays, why do you seem to be more nervous than me?"

The first time he appeared on the stage of the boxing wish meeting, the street male Mingzao was filled with suppressed excitement in his heart

Is the opponent him!

He is about to play and is fighting the legendary "magic spear", and the specifications of this stage are higher than imagined.

"Husband, don't feel guilty."

"I didn't take your place and exercise my right as a fighter."

"My identity as your fighter is my own will, and it has nothing to do with you."

Jie Xiong Mingzao signed an agreement with the Naryu family, and this is the diagnosis of everything.

But Toshio Ozu is still drilling into his former bull's horns, believing that his mistakes led to putting his friend in danger.

Akira shook his head at Toshio Ozu, he didn't say anything more, and wiped the sweat off his body with a towel.

Of course, there are also the most quintessential movements, as Narimato Street re-zips up the tracksuit, and his exaggerated muscles are all sealed by the tracksuit. It's like a balloon leaking, and every time you see it, it feels incredible.

"I'm going to win, little man."

Naruzo Street has changed from a muscular baby-faced man to a handsome guy, and he said firmly to Toshio Ozu

"Just wait for me to bring back the victory, triumphant!"

Of course, with the refreshing and handsome face of the street Xiongming, it is quite unconvincing.

The next match is the penultimate game of the second round, which starts right away.

Katahara Sheuka, who was familiar with the road, immediately began to introduce the information about the contest by Naruto Street, looking at the gentle-looking man on the screen.

Her face also had a hint of pink, but it quickly disappeared.

"The god of muscles has descended here!"

Katahara said

"The wanton squandering in the gym is sweat, and the harvest is a strong body."

"This man is a multi-time global bodybuilding champion and it is said that his muscles are coveted by the gods and fall under his muscles."

"A battle between a gym and a fighter, he is undoubtedly the strongest in bodybuilding."

"Some people have said that fitness and fighting skills are nothing more than the relationship between positive and negative, and fitness people with strong muscles are actually no different from fighting skills."

"One meter seven or eight to two meters and one fifteen meters tall? Yes! Weight one hundred and sixty-eight kilograms. ”

Katahara's voice was also quite funny, and she didn't know why anyone could put a question mark on the information provided.

But soon she could see that the numbers were actually very large, but they were all minor problems.

"The first time the boxing will play, it belongs to the Huangying Education Group."

"The muscular god of the city, the street hero is here!"

Because Jie Xiong Mingzao only has a unique opinion on fitness, this makes it difficult for non-enthusiasts in the field to get his status as a time bodybuilding champion.

"What? Isn't that just a thin dog? ”

The audience watched the roar of the street coming out of the smoke, and they talked and laughed.

But these are quite fragile, and vulnerable to the strength of the muscular gods.

The emaciated Ao-shi soon made his way to the middle of the boxing contest, and he smiled ghostly at the spectators.

He then clenched his hands into fists and placed his arms on his side in a bowed shape, his legs slightly open, and the front of his abdomen facing the audience.

"Muscle Blossom !!"

When Yu Ishigami saw this scene, he laughed funny, didn't he?

"Smack!"

The sound of the fabric tearing through was quite terrible, and the audience felt a dazzling golden light shining directly on them in front of their eyes, making their eyes even more unable to open.

"What the hell is this, it's too spicy for the eyes."

"My eyes."

"Blind me!"

When the dazzling golden light faded, what appeared in front of everyone's eyes was the rather ghostly muscles that looked like Jie Xiong Mingzao.

Charming muscle curves, white jade-like warm muscle luster, far more than ordinary people, all kinds of huge muscle groups, which contain terrifying power.

The "God of Muscles" is undoubtedly the miracle of the Creator. Too partial to the street male, this muscle is really outrageous, too sacred.

Many of the people present were dripping water, which was so moved that they wept bitterly.

Such a perfect muscle, once seen in a lifetime, then this life is perfect.

The blazing white light hit the back of the street male Mingzao like a circle of light, adding a bit of divine brilliance to him.

The smile on his face looked quite loving

Is this the "muscular myojin" street hero?

The audience is ashamed of their superficiality, it is "God" who has embraced them, otherwise they would not have seen this sacred muscle in their lives.

The lights of the whole stadium dimmed again,

The Enemy of God is coming!

(End of chapter)