By the way, Dismusk is also an excellent warrior. He has not experienced many battles for more than ten years, but he has also seen masters such as the high priests of Egyptian pharaohs and the magical fairy tracks of black and white magic. Although the bald and the two magicians are not pure warriors to be precise, the vocational training in the holy realm, the guidance of the high-ranking Pope Master, and even the old man on the Five Old Peaks hinted that he can be said to be a warrior with high professional qualities. But suddenly seeing such smooth battle and this unique style of battle is like God opening a window for him. Ω

"Hey, Abu! Are they very distinctive when you didn't show that their battle?" After thinking for a while, Dismusk wanted to find some opinions on others.

"In addition to the slower, what are the characteristics?" Abrodi was stunned and asked inexplicably.

"I didn't see them in the battle. Although they were very slow and their physical fitness was not good, weren't they very accurate in the rhythm of punching, control of strength, and grasping the timing?" Dismusk frowned and said as if he should have been like this.

"But you do better than them!" Abrodi looked at Dismusk with a weird look, and then said seriously. "Your movements and your behaviors are more natural and perfect in battle than they do. This is not what you deliberately pursue, but is natural. Didn't you show it?"

Dismusk was stunned. He suddenly realized that this was a fact. Although he had not experienced any martial arts training, every move and every move was the result of numerous trials in countless battles. The battle between the fighters on the field was indeed somewhat limited to the moves. Just like a child, no matter how wonderful his moves were, he could be the king among his peers. However, compared with adults, adults only had a casual blow, and could teach children to be a new person in minutes without any routine punch. After all, this is a difference in realm.

"Ha! I'm a lot worse after all. Although I'm a master, I don't have this kind of awareness in my thinking state~" Dismusk smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Everyone likes to take shortcuts, but there is no right or wrong in this world. No one can deny that exquisite moves are a mistake. At least if you know how to do it, I still feel it is very difficult~" Abrodi said without looking back at the ring.

"Hmph~" Dismusk snorted lightly, no longer speaking.

At this moment, on the ring, the winner was decided, Kusato Kyo became the man who laughed to the end, and Sakakio unfortunately fell apart from the ring.

However, the blood on the corners of his mouth proved that winning this victory was so difficult. Kusatoki was supported by Omen Goro and kept coughing while walking to the infirmary. However, the clearness in his eyes indicates that things are not as simple as they seem.

Kagura Chizuru, who was a female fighter, had a delicate brow that made her brow bent. She wanted to get up and go to the infirmary to take a look, but just as she stood up, a disdain sound rang in her ears.

"Pretentious!" Yagami's eyes looked at Kushinkyo with disdain and said softly.

This world is indeed wonderful. Perhaps the person who knows you best is not your family, not your friends, but your enemies, your old enemy!

At this moment, Kagura Chizuru had just stood up and sat back, causing Makibuya next to him to look at her in confusion.

"Uh, I had a bit of a lot of food at noon. I wanted to exercise, but suddenly the next team was not us~" Kagura Chizuru had a sudden inspiration and found a very bad reason, but he said it calmly.

Butakura Yu's eyes flipped and ignored her. King next to her also gave her two sanitary balls...

The next game is the military man's rage team against the boss led by the gangster. Arudiba completely hid behind the scenes this time. Laruff, Clark, and Liana walked on the front stage and became the new representative of the rage team.

But I don’t know what kind of conspiracy this guy Arudiba is hiding. The rage team obviously has the power to fight, but inexplicably gave in.

This made the boss's team accumulate enough strength, and as a result, he hit the cotton with one punch. Whether it was accustomed to the tastelessness or unsatisfactory, Sarna expressed her displeasure. If it weren't for the sake of Taurus's Golden Saint Clothes, she would have wanted to press Arudiba to the ground and beat this scheming man to death~!

In the next day's game, the Eighths won the Hungry Wolves team without bloodshed. Among them, Eighths were like an old man, sitting there all the time, without moving a single move in the whole game. On the field, Telly wanted to force her, but the girl on the other side was too tough. In response to the Hungry Wolves' counterattack, Mai Zhuo and Weiss used the death claw and brutal kick to tell the world that "the tough life does not need explanation."

The game of this day ended in a brief and violent manner.

After three days of holding it in, the Golden Team, who had been a spectator for three days, finally ushered in the game of their current competition.

The specially invited team to fight against the Shenzhou Ability Team. In fact, people don’t understand why this team is called the Ability Team and what is Ability. Are they really capable? These are not the reasons why people cheer so much. Compared with the strength of the competition, Athena Mamiya has conquered most of Japan with her singing. The songs of her band have spread throughout the streets and alleys of Japan. The only ones who can compete with her singing are the Hell Band and the Yagami Band...

At this moment, Dismusk and Abrodi were not attracted by the audience's extremely loud cheers. They were...scissors, stones, cloth~!

The team's boss Saga made it clear that he would not go on stage, and he had only one goal, that is, Storm Storm Goniz, so Dismusk and Abrodi smiled. These two guys were deciding who would play the game.

"Hammer, scissors, cloth!"...

"Ha, I won, what do I say, the goddess of luck is our neighbor, haha~!" Dismusk laughed.

"Tsk~ Could it be that the goddess of doom is my neighbor?" Abrodi said unhappily as he looked at his scissors and the other person's stone.

"Ha! Just be aware of it~" Dismusk chuckled and bounced directly into the ring.

"Well~ I wish you a loss!" Abrodi, who was unhappy, opened his mouth wide.

Dismusk, who had just come on stage, almost staggered and fell down.

In the audience, Zhen Yuanzhai stroked his beard and looked at his little disciple, Zhiquan Sect, and said, "You are here, remember to do what you can according to your ability, just treat it as a practice of boxing~"

The Spinal Fist Sect nodded excitedly. He could no longer contain his excitement. He looked at Dismusk on the stage with some unknown emotion. He jumped up with a lighter step.

Athena looked at the Ziquan Sect with some anxiety, turned to Zhen Yuanzhai and said, "Master, you may be a little inappropriate in your arrangement. The mood of the Quan Sect is a little unstable, not to mention that there is something between him and Uncle Dis, some..." In the end, Ma Gong's voice became smaller and smaller.

"The character of Quan Sect is a little light and unstable. I asked him to go first because he wanted to know that there is heaven beyond heaven and there are people outside of man, and to fight against the strong, so as to sharpen his character. I think Dismusk can understand my feelings~" the old man said with a confident look.

But suddenly, a blue figure instantly passed through everyone's eyeliner, a flat sandy geese fell to the ground with perfect face, falling outside the ring, and even biting an unfinished bun in her mouth.

Zhen Yuanzhai was so angry that his beard was leaping, and his eyes were trembling constantly. Damn, I just finished talking, isn't this a slap in the face...

At this time, the old man was very angry~

"Master, didn't you say Uncle Dis can understand your feelings?" Athena's faint voice suddenly came from his ears.
Chapter completed!