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"Now, there is a video of the match between the two men from the previous match on the big screen. "

Mr. Wordsworth moved extremely quickly, and on many occasions knocked his opponent out of the ring with a single palm before he could react. "

"It doesn't look like a strong body, but it contains incredibly powerful power. "

And Mr. Fat Soldier is not a figure to be underestimated, he weighs 500 kilograms, but he can still move freely, and he is also a strong player known for his strength. "

"The best move, Death Hug, is to hold the opponent with a strong arm and then use your power to force the opponent to surrender, or simply throw out of the ring and lose. "

"Guys, are you ready to place your bets?"

"So, press the button in your hand now and cheer on the players you agree with. "

With Wordsworth and a 500-kilogram giant fat man in the ring.

A battle commentator began to mobilize the audience's determination to bet with a warm voice.

In this atmosphere, even tourists who are not ready to place bets.

It will also be carried by the atmosphere, more or less a little down.

To be honest, if it weren't for the precautions of the Sky Arena.

If you can't use either method to place a bet on yourself.

Now Wordsworth has asked Xiu to help bet and buy himself to win.

When the audience was about to place bets, the Sky Arena directly blocked all betting channels to ensure fairness.

At this time, a referee also stepped forward.

He stood between Wordsworth and the Fat Soldier, his expression very serious.

Then, I saw him wave his hands quickly.

"Let's go!!".

The order for the game was given directly.

Well, I might be able to take this opportunity to test the usefulness of the defensive techniques I've been exposed to these days. ’

Thinking like this, Wattsworth used his mental energy to strengthen his body.

Then he walked slowly towards the fat soldier.

"Hey, Mr. Wattsworth didn't use his quick movement to attack, but chose this bold approach. "

"Could it be that Mr. Wordsworth thought that Mr. Fat Soldier's body was too strong and made a compromise?"

Hearing the narrator's words, the audience couldn't help but start talking.

Especially those who bought Wordsworth to win were even more nervous.

"I'm sorry boy, I can't afford to lose this fight, because if I lose this fight, I'll have to stay on the streets. The fat soldier looked at Wordsworth, who was walking slowly towards him, and also thought that what the commentator said was very reasonable.

"Clam~".

After saying that, the fat soldier shouted, and grabbed Wordsworth directly with his right hand.

Looking at the fat soldiers rushing towards him, Wordsworth's face was as usual, but his mind was quickly recalling the practice scene of his martial arts against Shouliu these days.

'The attack is coming from my upper left, and this kind of attack can be done with the left hand, touching the opponent's wrist with the back of the hand, and then using the shock to shake the attack away. ’

Thinking like this, Wordsworth's actions are also acting with his thoughts.

I saw that Wordsworth's left hand was also quickly lifted up when the fat soldier's right arm was stretched out.

Smack~

'Success!'

Looking at the arm that was bounced away by himself, Wattsworth directly ignored the power coming from there, and thought of it with great joy

"Blocked?" said the fat soldier, looking at his arm with some surprise

"I'll see how many hits you can block!!!" the fat soldier shouted angrily

After shouting, he rushed towards Wordsworth again.

This time, instead of attacking with one hand, he attacked with both hands.

"On both sides, this time I should...' thought quickly in my heart of the martial arts defensive technique of striking the defensive stream.

Wordsworth was also quick to use.

Bang Bang~

Once again, the fat soldier's hands were swept away by Wordsworth.

"Amazing, this martial art of striking the stream does seem to be very suitable for me." Wordsworth was even more pleasantly surprised.

"Impossible, let's die!" This time, the fat soldier was even more angry, and even shouted out mercilessly if he wanted people to die.

And for this situation, the audience is not only alarmed.

On the contrary, they were even more excited.

"Up~".

“...... Kill him~".

For a while, this martial arts arena was like an underground boxing match for black boxing, and it was all such unbearable remarks.

At this time, Wordsworth didn't pay attention to the mouths of these audiences from the outside world.

Instead, he seriously responded to the attack of this fat soldier.

Because he found something that made him very happy.

That is, the fat soldier is really suitable as his opponent to practice fighting and guarding the stream.

A great force that requires Wordsworth to use telekinesis to deal with.

And the attack speed was not too fast, just enough time for Wordsworth to react.

Therefore, he didn't want to let go of such a practice opponent.

With this in mind, Wordsworth focused more on the offensive and defensive battles with the fat soldiers.

The fat soldier, who was angry, did not realize Wordsworth's intentions.

Otherwise, he would have been even more angry.

And the audience who watched such a wonderful battle just became more carnivalesque.

I don't care at all if Wordsworth is practicing.

Of course, they can't understand it.

As time went on, Wordsworth found that he became more and more comfortable with the use of the Strike Stream.

Many times, he simply skipped the step of thinking first and then resisting.

Instead, there was a stress defense, and the fat soldier's attack was only hit, and Wordsworth's hand was already in front of the attack route.

Then, of course, the fat soldier's attack was easily blocked.

The game lasted more than 10 minutes, until Wordsworth realized that he had grown faster than the fat soldier's reaction.

In addition, his own mental energy has been almost consumed.

At this time, Wordsworth attacked for the first time in this battle.

Bang~

A powerful attack knocked the fat soldier away in one fell swoop.

The heavy body crossed the ring behind him and smashed directly on the ground outside the ring, making a muffled sound.

Being able to fly a 500-kilogram fat soldier so far away is something that no one expected.

Obviously has such a strong power, so why do you want to fight your opponent for so long?

Is it so that they can get the fare back?

In this case, the fat soldier who is the party has figured out the problem.

"Bastard, you're using me as a sparring partner..."