The next moment, the eyes of the two of them burst out with blazing battle intent at the same time, and their fists smashed into each other's heads.

No one was intimidated by the attack.

Attacks frantically blast into all parts of the opponent's body.

But this is not a ring, nor is it a life-and-death fight!

The battle was at best a battle between friends, with both sides tacitly agreeing to avoid the vital points of the throat, eyes, ears, and genitals, which could be crippling.

But that doesn't mean they don't give it their all.

When real men meet, either you conquer me, or I conquer you!

Batter!

Crazy combos!

Swap wounds!

Pound each other!

Blood!

The two muscle monsters started a second round of frantic hand-to-hand combat.

"Ho ho ho ho ......!"

"That's it..."

"This kind of fight is the kind of intense sport I want to pursue!"

"Ahaha... Cool! ”

The blood is boiling, all kinds of hormones in the body are secreted wildly, the pain is minimized, and the rest is endless pleasure and pleasure, and the cold sky is already excited to the point of madness.

In my previous life, because of ALS, my blood was close to freezing, and all I felt was endless biting cold, and it was difficult to move my fingers when I was paralyzed on the hospital bed, so I relied on a ventilator to survive.

He dreamed of moving to make his body warm and point.

Now, the blood is burning!

It's a beautiful feeling... So beautiful!

An opponent like Julius, plus an ice room, will not change the cold air.

It's the same as cuteness being vulnerable in the face of sexiness.

Skill is not the slightest charm in the face of power!

The passion of fist to flesh and blood splashing is something that those who play skills can never experience!

If you can use your physique to crush your physique in battle, you can use your physique to crush it, and then you can use your skills when your physique is just enough.

That makes for more fun in battle, isn't it?

And there is pure white space, and skills will not be their own shortcomings.

Although I have only gained an experience of ice room cold until now, it has not been a year since I practiced martial arts.

Leng Kong believes that after stepping into the boxing ring, more and more experience will be pulled into the pure white space by himself and turned into nutrients.

......

Suddenly, Julius kicked Leng Kong in front of his chest, although he was blocked by Leng Kong crossing his arms in time, but in the next moment, Julius clasped his hands together and smashed into the top of Leng Kong's skull like a big axe.

"Dangerous!"

The horror crisis instantly made the cold air sweat hair fall to the ground, and the hands protecting the chest instantly lifted up.

Boom!

The forearm blocked the hand axe, but one was to take advantage of the momentum to slash, and the other was to block in a hurry, even if the strength was quite cold, the body was smashed and sunk, and a wide range of cracks broke out on the ground in an instant.

However, it was this moment that Leng Kong was waiting for, because Julius, the leg-kicker in front, was now in a one-legged standing position, sinking both to unload the force and to counterattack.

Taking advantage of Julius' unstable center of gravity, his body took a step forward, directly knocking Julius to the ground, riding on his waist and raising a fist bigger than a casserole to smash.

But Julius, who was lying on the ground, did not panic at all, and his fighting experience in the ring was not fake, and he raised his arms to make a standard defensive stance to protect his head.

So much so that although the cold air occupies the riding advantage, it cannot cause an effective blow.

Rumble!

The fist slammed into the edge of Julius' forearm and slid to the ground, then exploded into a large crater in the side of his head.

At the same time as the stone fragments were shooting, the cold sky secretly exclaimed "not good".

Sure enough, at the moment when his strength shifted, a fist continued to expand in his field of vision, and the next moment it hit the tip of his nose, and blood spurted out!

Julius took the opportunity to twist his waist with force, and with a flip pressed the cold air under him.

Bang bang bang!

This time, it was replaced by Julius slamming Leng Kong, his thighs clamping Leng Kong's waist, and his fists kept falling to his head and ribs.

That's the beauty of melee combat, where fighters change in an instant.

In the last second, the cold sky still took the lead, and the next second he was beaten in the face by a sneak attack by his fist and crushed!

This also proves from the side that Julius is not a reckless man who fights with muscles alone.

"Ahh Leng Jun! ”

Seeing this scene, Zhu Meimeng, who was standing on the sidelines, screamed fiercely, and her face was full of heartache.

"Hiss... Are all fighters so ferocious? ”

Looking at the brutal battle scene, Sakura Hibiki gasped twice and said in horror: "Then I'd better not be it." ”

"Hmm... Do you want salted fish again? ”

Seeing that her sworn friend with world-class talent was so quick to retreat, she encouraged:

"Learn first, and then talk about it after you don't get into the ring, it's just one more exercise, and it's also effective for weight loss, didn't I also practice boxing?"

"Really?"

Hibiki Sakura's eyes lit up, "Or will I admit defeat as soon as I get on the court?" Anyway, there is an appearance fee to take. ”

"Hehe... You're so witty. ”

Cai Yexiang stroked her head speechlessly, she didn't expect the lower limit of her friends to be so low.

The cold space that was pressed to the ground here was naturally unwilling to be controlled by others, his waist twisted wildly, his thick legs kicked the ground wildly, and the ground made of concrete was deeply scarred by his kick.

The gaze analyzes Julius' movements with all his might through the gap between the armguards.

At the moment of his punch, he grabbed Julius's arm and twisted his waist to press Julius down again.

Bang Bang !!

Boom !!

The battle has turned to ground warfare!

The two of them flipped from one end to the other end of the training ground, and from that end to this end, either you pressed me, or I pressed you!

In the sound of terrorist blows, the entire training ground was smashed by them, and blood was spilled all over the field.

In the end, Leng Kong grabbed the gap, hugged Julius and threw him out.

"Whew... Whew... Whew..."

Then he stood in place with his body languid, bent over his knees with his hands on his hands and gasping for breath.

It's gone, it's really gone!

The physical strength was completely drained by Julius!

The battle was stalemate just now, and he could still hold a breath, but now he couldn't hold it at all as soon as he was separated.

His chest rose and fell sharply like a bellows, sweat mixed with blood soaked the ground, and the only pair of eyes were still bright and terrifying.

Julius's muscles are really perverted.

The brutal accumulation of explosive muscles not only gives Julius terrifying power beyond the limits of human beings, but also makes his defense perverted to the extreme.

The attack hit him, and the muscles instinctively bounced off the force, and the force was immediately reduced by three or four layers.

This should be the hidden effect of the physical trait 3 "Super Muscle Control".

And Leng Kong fought with the cold experience body of the ice room before, because the opponent's strength was too small, he couldn't break his muscle defense at all, and he didn't develop towards the aspect of "dissipation" at all.

So much so that he ate all the strength of Julius alive, and his body couldn't hold it anymore.

"Whew... Call... Whew..."

On the other side, Julius, who was thrown out, was also breathing heavily, although he had the strength to dissipate, his physical consumption was not low.

At this point, if it were someone else, it would have stopped.

But neither Leng Kong nor Julius had that meaning.

As a fighter, the battle won't end until you fall!

Sparks burst out between the collision of sights, this is the burning of war intentions!

Knock knock...!

Suddenly, there was a fierce heartbeat on the field.

"Oh, ah... Force... The power is coming up! Haha..."

Feeling the depths of his body that was almost exhausted, a frenzied force poured out from the genetic level, and his face was ecstatic, and he immediately let out a moan of extreme pleasure.

I saw that his whole body was rapidly congested and red, and the blood vessels and veins burst out of the surface of the skin, and there were purple flashes on a closer look.

The eyes, including the eye sockets, were pitch black and deep, and a little white light flashed out of the endless darkness, and finally turned into a pearl.

Black eyes and white eyes!

The ghost eyes of the Wu clan appeared!

In an instant, the cold sky changed from a human to a dark purple hideous ghost!

"What the hell?"

"Will the cold sky still transform?"

Hibiki Sakura saw the "liberation" of the cold sky and bounced it up.

How does she feel that the profession of fighter is becoming more and more terrifying?