"Since you were a child, you no longer couldn't control your own strength! This is something we worked hard to do together!"

Gu Hai's expression cannot be said to be surprised, but should be horrified!

Wakaku Samurai is a patient with congenital superhuman disease.

Fifty-two times the muscle density allowed him to live in a particularly reinforced room when he was a child.

Even so, when young Wakaku plays games, he often crushes the specially made titanium alloy handles.

It was not until Gu Hai, who had not become the president at that time, was responsible for his life that the situation improved.

"That's right, Gu Hai."

The warrior let go of his hand and let the fragments fall.

"It was when I was a child that I encouraged me to be cautious and cautious in my life to use all my strength to hit you for the first time, and let you lie to the hospital for half a year. Since then, I have been enlightened and never let this power lose control again."

"I thought that the power that belongs to me was already directed like an arm.

but......"

The Warrior Wakatsuki took off his headphones and looked up at the Koohai standing beside him.

Gu Hai noticed—his pupils were trembling.

"The day before yesterday, the boy named Bai Tangjing, that... [monster] defeated Julius."

"...my trembling hands crushed it."

"How could it be!" Gu Hai took a few steps back as if he was exhausted, and uttered a few words in a nearly moaning tone.

"If you grow to this point, you lose control again..."

There is an unfinished meaning in the ancient sea's words.

But both of them were very clear about it.

——What's the difference between that and a rampant human-shaped stamping machine!!!

The hand that Kikuhiro, who was about to slap the shoulder of the Wakakushi, shrank back.

The child with a 52-fold muscle density at that time left him hospitalized for half a year with all his strength.

Now in his thirties, Ruokaku, who is in his prime... He can ascend to heaven on the spot if he touches him!

As an old friend, Wakatsuki Samurai understood Kokai's panic.

He said this to Gu Hai, not to be relieved.

But to express your feelings.

"So, Gu Hai." The muscular palms slowly tightened. "This game... I will take all my strength uncontrollably."

"From the beginning to the end...no room left! All efforts!"

~~~~~~~

In the first round of the competition, the passionate report of the film source sheath fragrance has passed, and the players known to the audience just need to simply come to the ring in the second round.

Wakatsuki Samurai stood on the sand of the field.

He was wearing only a pair of fighting shorts and showed his muscles that were different from Julius but still had a very impactful force.

It is not like the [monster] that has become a mountain of muscles, but rather the [tiger] who has been tempered and tempered for thousands of times!

Just standing on the venue gives the audience a strong sense of oppression.

It seems like a stone is pressing on the mouth of the heart.

Chest tightness, unable to breathe.

Everyone's eyes seemed to be captured by that "quality" and could not be removed.

Until a teenager arrives.

Unlike the day before yesterday, the boy who stroked his hair behind his head was the same as Kiryu Shishi. This time he only wore a pair of trousers, revealing his muscular and angular upper body.

"Sorry, I don't have much clothes to bring to the island," Bai Tangjing explained with a smile. "You guys are all strong like monsters, and they can't all be destroyed."

His handsome smile made the secretary of Huangying Academy in the audience burst into nosebleed once again.

The chairman of the college next to her will also appreciate the muscles' eyes lingering on the field like a knife scraping, and they don't care about her anymore.

But the Wakaoshi Samurai standing opposite the boy and the senior referee Yamamoto Koisi burst into cold sweats.

The Samurai Waka could feel his heavy muscles twitching and contracting.

Just like an ordinary person who is in a nervous state will breathe rapidly.

As a fighting skill, he is not that unbearable, but under the influence of the opponent's momentum, he was unconsciously forced into a state of combat!

This kind of thing...even when facing [Tooth of Destruction] has never happened!

"You are 'strong like a monster'."

The blonde and strong man said this without any head or tail.

Bai Tangjing opposite just smiled.

"Both sides prepare!"

The round Yamamoto Koisi confirmed his status to both parties.

"Anytime, referee."

The boy jumped lightly on tiptoe.

But as the curve of his mouth could not stop rising, his courage to swallow the world gradually rose.

And the Wanokushi Samurai also posed a solid karate to stand on the left front.

"I'm fine, either."

A fighting technician named [Tiger] will transform all the fears before the game into a vigorous fighting spirit to defeat the enemy once he enters the battlefield!

The eyes are like a knife, and its momentum is like fire!

"Then...begin!"

......

"Bang!"

Just as Yamamoto Koishi retreated like he was running for life, the loud noise that could spread throughout the stadium of 10,000 people exploded behind him even without a loudspeaker!

The two fists collided with each other the moment the referee waved his hand!

The broken air flow was surging, and the sand was blown directly out of a circular sand pit exposed to the ground by the aftermath.

As the basis for the two of them to work hard, they even stomped the exposed floor!

"Crunch-"

Under the unyielding fist was a muscle that was twisted into steel wire, making a sound that was not flesh and blood in the wrestling force.

"bass-"

Change the center of gravity and twist your body and step.

The other hand of the Ruoka Warrior, a fist driven by the super-density muscle, hit the other side of the head with a fist.

The spiraled drill fist tear the air, like a roar of a tiger.

Whether it is the conversion when changing moves or the neatness when punching, it shows the samurai's solid karate skills.

But Bai Tangjing is different from what he expected to do by attacking or dodging.

The boy had a happy smile on his face.

The fist in the wrestling takes advantage of the process of changing the center of gravity of the Ruokaku and closing the force.

Instead of retracting the defense, it became even heavier!

He actually forced his fist to be biased!

Then, rubbed the warrior's deflected fist, and used his wrist and the forward drilling fist to block it together!

"Bang!"

The incredibly fierce force expanded the circular sand pit under the two of them.

The area of ​​spider web-like cracks on the floor has also doubled.

Now both of them have their ankles stuck in the cement slag.

"Didn't I say it?"

The boy's wrist shook the warrior's arm so solid that it looked like steel, and his excited eyes looked straight at the other person.

"The flesh-hearted ones will fight me head-on!"

call!

He grabbed the ground with his toes, twisted his waist and exerted force, and slapped the warrior's side face with a Russian swaying fist.

Before the fierce fist wind could touch the body, it had already blew the folds on the side of the warrior.

At this time, Ruokaku also adjusted from the imbalance of being swept open to his fist.

He gritted his teeth and looked serious like a hunting beast!

He bent his arms and elbows to protect his side face, and at the same time...

——Twist your waist and fist!

Integrated offense and defense! The middle section is shining!
Chapter completed!