"The seventh gladiatorial fight tonight! From the madness of the rags! Fight against our newcomer, the Bull Warrior! ”

"Cut~" boos erupted.

In the host's introduction, the newcomer who stepped into the gladiatorial arena from the side of the iron cage looked even a little helpless, looking so thin and weak.

The figure is not strong, and the appearance is not flamboyant enough.

The body is wrapped in a white-and-light blue jeans that look a little old, and the most ridiculous thing is that there is an earthy yellow sack with only three holes on the face, and the movements of looking around tentatively look so cowardly.

"Where's the little hairy boy!"

"Weaned no! Come to Mommy and give you a sip! ”

"Take the condom off! Coward! ”

Despite the boos, the audience was still in high spirits and waiting for the upcoming show.

Everyone knows the organizer's routine -

As the organizer of the arena, considering that it is necessary to arouse the viewing emotions of all the spectators present as much as possible, it is natural to control the comparison of the combat power of the two sides of the game.

One-sided crushing is naturally not interesting, so "Raging Crazy Blood" sounds bluffing, but in fact it is just a crazy boy who has only fought two games and only won one with difficulty.

Neither side has any gold content, even if the rookies peck each other, they are equal opponents.

This kind of gladiatorial struggle is destined to make it impossible for both sides to keep their hands, and the purely physical entanglement with the lowest technical content can also satisfy the primitive violent impulses.

Moreover, the organizers were afraid that both sides of the war would be cowardly players, so one of the participants was a madman......

Even if the newcomer is cowardly on the scene, the audience can still feast their eyes on it before the personnel who maintain order rush to save their lives.

The fragmentation of limbs does not kill people, but satisfies the thirst for violence.

"Boom!"

The iron door was locked behind the back, and Kuang Xin was subconsciously startled.

The noise in his ears was too noisy, and his whole brain was a little unclear.

It's the same as when TM High School went over the wall to the national flag to review the whole school, and his head was buzzing.

But strangely...... The body does not resist this situation.

in fever.

I am trembling.

At...... Excited.

A stage for wanton venting violence, and an outpouring of desires without scruples.

The vision gradually condensed, and the ideas gradually became clear.

Adrenaline is rushed, the vision becomes narrower but more focused, and the limbs are congested and more agile.

The red-eyed opponent was smiling at him from the opposite side, and Kuang Xin moved his wrist and turned his fist.

Skill? No?

Ideas? No?

Numeric value? It doesn't seem to be enough.

Yes, only instinctive intuition!

"Roar!"

The moment the bell rang, both sides were almost like the most violent beasts, attacking their opponents at the same time.

[Use melee attacks to hit the target, combat mastery experience +2, brutal flesh (unlocked) unlocks 86% progress.] 】

[Current Combat Mastery XP 15/100......]

[Deal 1 strike damage to the target!] 】

[When you take the target's attack, you take 1 hit damage.] 】

The body is swaying, and the position is coordinated with the attack.

The hot snort circulated in the sack, making him feel a little stuffy, but this could not affect Kuang Xin's combat state.

His eyes were fixed on his opponent's punches, and he needed the strength of his whole body before each attack.

Any small gesture can reveal intent.

He didn't know what kind of muscle mobilization was represented behind what kind of movements, but he just subconsciously used his intuition to guess the opponent's offensive intentions.

It's okay to guess wrong, it's just a game in itself!

What is he afraid of?

[Use melee attacks to hit the target, combat mastery experience +17, brutal flesh (unlocked) unlocks 87% progress.] 】

[Current Combat Mastery XP 32/100......]

[Deal 1 strike damage to the target!] 】

[When you take the target's attack, you take 1 hit damage.] 】

Another punch in the nose...... It's a little dark in front of my eyes.

But the other party was also punched in the stomach, and he must not be comfortable!

Lunatic? What madness! Why are you crazy?

I don't hurt! You hit me like a massage.

Hit more! Hit more!

Swap injuries for injuries, I see if you can't resist it first, or I can't resist it first!

This TM is the game! I'm afraid of you?!

"Hahaha!" During the battle, Kuang Xin couldn't help but laugh wildly.

Beat! Come on!

Are you called a madman? So what am I?!

I used to dream of using handsome moves, and I could try them.

No acquaintance can also vent violent catharsis at will.

Teeth, fists, thighs...... All of them can be used as weapons of attack.

If it's wrong, it's wrong, and the attack method is not scientific.

Can you stand my fist?!

Lao Tzu, will I be afraid of you!?

"Hahaha!" Kuang Xin, who was temporarily swept away by a kick, smashed his chest like an orangutan, "Come on! Come on! ”

The furious battle spirit was vented in all directions, and the fighting style that was more savage than the beast made the opponent's heart tremble.

"Crazy! Lunatic! Crazy eyes stared at the strange boxer wearing a hood not far away.

Disguise cowardice with madness yourself.

The fighter in front of him has madness engraved in his bones.

"Crazy! I don't want to fight him! ”

"You! Where to go! ”

Kuang Xin gritted his teeth, leaped in the air, and smashed a superman punch into the opponent's chest......

Don't run!

……

[Use melee attacks to hit the target, combat mastery experience +14, brutal flesh (unlocked) unlocks 88% progress.] 】

[Current Combat Mastery XP 46/100......]

[Deal 3 hit damage to the target!] The subject has fallen into a "fainting" state. 】

"Congratulations on witnessing one of the best gladiatorial fights of the night! Our victor is, Ox-Warrior! ”

"Wuhu!"

"Well played!"

"One more time! One more time! ”

……

The manic bull warriors set off a violent wave, and old Hans hurriedly found the organizer with the bill in his hand.

"Win, win, win! According to the odds, you have to give me 1260 pieces! ”

"I don't need you old thing to teach me!" The man with the smoky smoke of inferior tobacco glanced at old Hans with disdain, casually put the principal and odds in a tray, and pushed them out of the window together.

There were bits and pieces, cellophane-like banknotes and crystal-like coins were stacked in a mess, and it was rare for him to see so much money at once in his life, and his eyes widened.

Glancing behind him as if a thief, the silly boy was still surrounded by an enthusiastic audience and had no time to come to claim the property that should have belonged to him.

[Run!] ]

Stuffing all the money into his bosom, old Hans turned and ran.

The familiar fighting tricks covered his body like instinct, and old Hans only felt that his steps were much lighter as he ran.

Sure enough, I still have to ask for him!

As for the possible hostility of the silly boy after he found out that he had been deceived...... Silly, I'll fool you next time I see it.

In the face of the interests that are close at hand, anyone will go crazy!

(End of chapter)