The rookie was unfavorable and was carried off the ring. But this did not affect Aung Qin's confidence in fighting the armbar in the slightest, and he was even more excited.

There was live footage playing on both sides, and Tsuru Yu saw from the camera that in the other preparation area, Roberts was also warming up.

Several sets of boxing movements moved with footsteps, and Tsuru Yu found that Robert's two arms were like crab claws, which seemed to be too thick compared to his body, and there was a sense of difficulty in tying sandbags to his arms.

Injured?

Tsurumi immediately denied his judgment. Although his movements were different, there was no pain on his face, as if he was simply not used to the two arms.

In the audience outside, the ghost priest was also paying attention to Robert's warm-up movements. An old man with gray hair sat next to the ghost shrine at some point, and said respectfully: "Grandpa, this is the data of recent days. ”

The ghostly fingers like shallots twist up the report, and the dense data charts are as easy to read as eating and drinking.

"It's quite successful, look at the actual combat today, if the effect is good, Robert's example can expand the scope of promotion."

Robert adjusted to the strength of his arm, the foreigner's overly square bone statue, and the middle of his two eyebrows seemed to be carved with a knife. But he was full of energy inside, and he changed the face of others who wanted to feel bitter and hateful, and he was supported by his vigorous essence and blood.

He felt it seriously. It takes longer to get used to the "new" arm, but he needs more money. He was almost forty years old, and he had already retired from the arena at a normal age.

Even if he had a reason to keep going, his fitness would not support him to continue racing.

And these two arms, which have doubled their explosive power, give him the opportunity and confidence to continue to dominate the arena.

"Let's welcome the second group of contestants with a round of applause."

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The second group ended unexpectedly.

Aung Chin is indeed a strong rookie, but unfortunately his opponent is the arm-arm Robert. Years of experience have completely made up for a little flaw in adapting to the new arms, and the two arms are strong and tough, and once they are touched, they are like pythons.

Before the end of the first round, Aung Chin was firmly locked in by Robert's armbar. Not only that, but there seemed to be countless suckers on those two tough arms, frantically plundering the essence of his body.

After only a few seconds, Ang Qin's heart was beating like a drum, and the massive loss of physical strength caused him to have difficulty breathing, and his eyes were also black for a while.

But this scene fell in the eyes of the audience, that is, Ang Qin didn't even struggle, he was "locked" on his stomach, lying on the spot, as if he had completely lost his fighting spirit.

"Shhhh

Ang Qin was anxious, and he could hear the boos of the audience. The pride of the steppe man did not allow him to be defeated like this. The blood vessels on his forehead were high and protruding, the capillaries under his eyes were bursting, and a layer of blood red was flushed, and even blood was faintly visible flowing out of his nose and ears.

"Ahh

With a roar, with Ang Qin's determination to become a benevolent man if he didn't succeed, a force came inexplicably, and he miraculously broke free from the suction force and stood up with a rolling belt.

[Huh,] Tsuruyu's heart tightened, and he couldn't help but approach the camera. The potential is not so explosive, come like this, I am afraid that it will take a month to replenish the damage in the body when I go back.

Angqin stood up, his brain roared, and he stood up for a fist fight based on his body's reaction, and the blood in his nasal cavity gushed out, and his skin turned red as if he had been burned.

Aung Qin had to fight again, but his coach sensed something was wrong and forcibly stopped the game.

At the moment of blowing the whistle, Ang Qin vented his strength, and Fang Jue's brain seemed to have been poked with a knife, stirred again, and his head was mushy. The strong man of the prairie fell on his stomach and fell unconscious against the guardrail.

The change pressed the pause button on the boos of the audience, and the eyes of the stands were confused. But even if they didn't know what was going on, they understood that Angqin didn't play match-fixing. It's just that the armbar looks so comfortable when he locks him up, and he is far from doing his best.

[Should I say that he is worthy of being the Emperor of the Cross Solids? After a while, someone in the live broadcast room spoke weakly.

[I don't think it's right, even if the strength of the crucifixion arm is outstanding, Angqin is not a vegetarian. Not to mention anything else, even I, an ordinary adult man, am locked by the armrest, so I can't do it with a face struggle, right? 】

[Anti-jointed big brother, Angqin may be afraid of injury. 】

[Phew, you don't have a weak heart when you say this, do you look at Angqin like that, as if you are afraid of being hurt? I think there must be something greasy in it! 】

[Strict review by the program team! ] 】

[Strict Censorship +1]

Anqin was carried down for an urgent examination, but the victorious Robert did not have any joy on his face. The scar-like marks on his eyebrows deepened, and the muscles of his two arms jumped and jumped like spasms, like two naughty children, deliberately attracting his father's attention.

When he stepped down, the third group of players was already waiting. As he passed by, Tsuruyu's fingers condensed his true qi and tapped Robert's arm. The naughty trembling was like a cat being pinched by the neck, and it became honest in an instant.

Tsurumi asked with a smile, "How does it feel to be uncontrolled?" ”

Robert's face changed dramatically.

On the field, he was concentrating on Angqin's takedown.

The fighting style of the young soldier from the grassland is more direct than that of people, and there is no temptation at all, and he does his best as soon as he starts. Ang Qin's back took root under his feet, and he seized the opportunity to hug Robert's thigh. If Robert hadn't been experienced, I'm afraid he would have been thrown to the ground with his thighs in his arms at that time.

In the nick of time, Robert's two arms instantly "lived". He had the illusion that those two arms seemed to have a consciousness of their own, completely out of the control of his body.

It wasn't flesh-and-blood arms, but more like two bloodthirsty vines, waving their tyrannical branches at their prey.

Tsuruyu's voice fell into his ears, and Robert immediately wanted to pull him to ask what was going on.

Outside, the announcement of the third group of entry sounded, and Tsurumi slipped away from Robert's hand, his palm brushing his forearm, but he didn't let go.

"If you want to know what's going on, talk to me after the game."

Tsurumi entered with a not-so-enthusiastic cheer. Looking around, the audience is still struggling to digest the unexpected game.

"Hmph-"

The crane exhaled from the nostrils, the toes were light, and the person was like a crane spreading his arms and "flying" over the guardrail, and the dragonfly fell on the ring like water.

This hand resembles the legendary light skill, and the audience below forgot about the discussion.

[Surprise! Reality jumps three feet high. 】

[This is far more than three feet, right...... And there is no charge at all. I felt that he didn't bend his knees, he jumped completely out of thin air, and the Lingyun Dao Master back then didn't have such a skill. 】

[It's really not, Lingyun Dao Chang still has to borrow strength on the wall, and it took three or four to step on the wall. This player, he flew straight from the ground. 】

[No, I thought that only martial arts novels had light skills. There is reason to suspect that the anchor can cross the river with a reed. 】

【Dry!】 If the high jump team had this kind of kung fu, wouldn't they just win all the gold medals? 】

【…… That's what I do high jumping. I heard that this person is a streamer? Which old iron throws a link, can really practice as an anchor, I reward and practice every day! 】

People's attention was refocused on themselves, and Tsuru Yufang was satisfied. Look back at the slow-moving fat superman and hook his fingers.

"Don't waste my time."

"You can't end the fight for a minute, I automatically admit defeat."