Chapter 80 Abstaining

Wanliu Island once again welcomed the sunshine of Asahi.

After just one day of rest, the fighting technicians will complete the semi-finals, semi-finals and finals at one time today, with a total of three battles.

Fighting is the most technically difficult competitive sport in the world.

We have to fight three games in one day with opponents of the same level, even for monsters like fighting technicians who are superior to ordinary people.

This is also a double trial for the body and the spirit.

"Wow! I haven't seen each other for only one day, it's really a big change, Uncle Wang Ma!"

Among the surging crowds heading to the Violent Arena, Bai Tangjing saw the Ten Ghost Snake King Horse and Yamashita Kazuhiro who were slowly moving forward.

At this time, the king horse had no longer the violent and impatient moments when he first climbed to the Wanliu Island.

The whole person exudes a sense of stability like a rock.

Not only that, the sharp and oppressive feeling that seemed to stab a person at any time in the past also became rounded.

Overall, although the appearance has not changed at all, the whole person has completely changed!

It seemed to be an infection of the breath. Even Yamashita Kazuo, who had always been timid around him, seemed to have let go of some heavy burden at this time.

He became free and easy.

"It looks like you are in good condition." Bai Tangjing walked to the two of them and patted Wang Ma on the shoulder.

But when his palm fell on Wang Ma, the corners of the boy's mouth couldn't help but twitch.

Is this guy's heart so durable?

Wang Ma didn't care at all about the thrilling expression of the boy who seemed to be watching "the dead are talking".

Instead, he smiled freely.

"Isn't it great to have a fight with you in the best state!"

The boy could only look at him and nodded, and turned around and left without saying anything.

For a guy who understands his death date and bravely chooses his own way of death.

Who can stop him?

All others can do is to pay respect, right?

After both the audience and the contestants entered the venue, although the head of the United States seemed to have left in a hurry because of some emergency notice.

But the last day of the Fist Wish Death Competition officially began.

After the duel between the Ten Ghost Snake King Horse and the Jinjing Xiaoshi, the overloaded Wang Ma successfully defeated the Xiaoshi, which was also seriously damaged in the last round, and successfully advanced to the semi-finals.

Muthba Jizanga, who was covered in lustful, tattooed and wearing only a pair of briefs, jumped like stretching his body on the sand.

The dark and strong body seemed to be covered with oil, tight and energetic.

And in the contestant passage opposite him, Bai Tangjing was steadily entering the arena.

"Everyone has been waiting for a long time!" The hottest film source scent, standing on the commentary stage, said excitedly.

"The second game of the quarterfinals, the immortal legend of the mercenary world! In the first round, he torture Masaki Meguro! In the second round, he defeated Guan Linchun at the cost of five feelings damage - [Abuse of the Slayer] Mutba Jizanga!"

"And!" Xiaomai's fingers pointed at the young man with his muscles and bones, "I was only sixteen years old! When I first stepped on the stage of the boxing wish meeting, I broke into the quarterfinals like a beast - [Monster] Bai Tangjing!"

"It seems that the two players did not suffer any major injuries in the first two rounds of the game. Will the highlights of this game be more exciting than the Ten Ghost Snake King Horse and Imai Koshiro in the previous game?"

"Uncle," the young young man who slowly approached Mutba frowned. "Even two minutes before the game, you were still in the pile of women. You were very confident."

"Sorry, sorry." Mutba said sorry, but his face was full of a bad smile. "As a mercenary who is in Chaobuxi, this is the only thing he likes."

I can be sure that there are no traces of those women left on them, which means they smell them out? It seems that his sense of smell is also super sensitive.

"By the way, wasn't you saying in the first game, 'You're going to beat you in your strongest place'?"

Mutba pointed his finger at his eyes and grinned.

"What I am most awesome is the five senses I have developed because of blindness. How about it? Do you have to blindfold your eyes and compare?"

"The malice in your smiling face is about to overflow, uncle."

Bai Tangjing smiled and looked at the black man in front of him who had been playing tricks since he came on stage.

"That eye should have been constructed mechanically, right? If you can do this, the integration of optical and thermal sensing should be fine. The visible light spectrum has expanded several times faster than that of ordinary people, which makes people blindfolded?"

"Did you notice it?" There was no cramping feeling on Mutba's dark face after the intention was exposed.

"It cannot be seen from the appearance. This is Dongxiang's special request for the same appearance as the original eyeball, which means that the company is responsible?"

"Hey hey! Don't think others are so awesome. My company has just been established for a few days, so where did the commercial spies come from?"

"However," Bai Tangjing's face showed an interesting smile after thinking for a while, "Blind fighting seems to be quite an interesting experience. I agreed."

As he said that, the boy closed his eyes, "Is this OK? Or is it necessary to find something to cover it? I have no experience."

"No problem!" Mutba's bad smile became even bigger. "I'm totally convinced you!"

This kid is very interesting.

But regardless of the likes and dislikes of the target, completing tasks by any means is the style of Mutba Jizanga, the king of mercenaries!

"Hmm? Player Bai Tang, are you sure you want this?"

The referee between the two has never seen such a fighting skill that weakens himself, so he asked.

Even in the audience, there was a riot caused by the boy's actions.

"That guy is really extraordinary willful."

The Wakaku Samurai, who had been cultivating for a day, looked at the boy on the field with his mouth slightly open, and complained to Chu Jianquan beside him.

When he was in the battle, he was shocked by the powerful and powerful oppressive force, and his energy was completely attracted to the boy's movements.

As someone who was fighting with Bai Tangjing in close combat, he didn't feel the boy's slightly bad personality.

The referee on the field once again confirmed that both sides were ready.

He waved his arm suddenly.

"The competition begins!"

Muthba maintained the boxing frame and was leaping on the sand.

The shock waves from the body and the ground rippled like ripples in his senses, and then returned to his body with information that ordinary people had completely incomprehensible.

He is 187 in height and 90KG in weight, should he be considered a young man? In a few days, the data has improved compared to when the fighting technicians registered.

In the rippling senses, the movements of human figures composed of various information begin to change.

Powerful right-hand front, typical Jeet Kune Do warning fighting style.

I tilted my head, do you want to use hearing?

Mutba smiled disdainfully at the innocence of the boy in his heart.

At the age of sixteen, I spend a lot of time eating, drinking, having fun, studying and living every day.

If you practice fighting skills of his level, whether it is physical training or technical training, it is impossible for each to have less than 20,000 hours.

Where do you get the time to simply train your hearing?

But without hundreds of hours of special sensory training, I want to cram for a while?

If this can all succeed, then my title of "King of Mercenaries" would be too cheap.

But then, in the rippling senses that helped him escape the rain of bullets countless times in the midst of the war, he felt something "thing".

The jumping boxing holds stiff unconsciously, and then stops completely.

As the boy turned his head, which was listening with his ears, a terrifying "thing" that could not be located by the shock waves, but actually existed in physical feelings, filled the air!

It seemed as if the entire space was full of hostility in an instant!

Every inch of skin and every pore is being hostile!

Even as he sucked the air around him into his body, even in his nose and lungs, there was a thrilling feeling of being like someone holding a knife, pushing the blade against his body with the belief that he must kill!

This is awful feeling for Mutba, who often wanders on the battlefield.

The sweat that flowed out at some point wet the dark and strong body, as if it had just been fished out of the water.

His hands and legs were swaying constantly.

After a brief silence, Mutba raised his arm in the midst of the noise of the audience.

"Referee, I abstain."

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