Although the strengthening effect is the same, the duration is obviously greatly shortened, both for Long Er and You Fang.
Long Er, whose whole body was filled with the energy of the silver dragon, chose to use his double dragon fangs to force his way forward.
You have to force your way in as quickly as possible so that you can suppress the actions on the right.
But this time, Long Er obviously overestimated his own dominance and body defense, and underestimated Youfang's ability to adapt to changes.
I saw that the man on the right with empty hands not only did not take out any short stick or wooden sword, but instead put his hands directly into his trouser pockets.
In an instant, Ryuji's front was covered with the shadows of Iai fists blessed by the Xian Gua method.
If Ryuji Takahata's Iaiken with the help of Xian Guafa has strength A and precision C, then the mimic Iaiken on the right has strength B and precision S.
Takahata was afraid of hurting the spectators around him so he chose to release the Iai punch from top to bottom, but Youfang did not have this concern. He could ensure that all his punches hit the opponent's body accurately without any leakage of force.
About 8 punches in an instant, which is much slower than the speed of swinging the knife in normal state, but without the Death Perception Eyes, the lethality between the two is completely not on the same level.
Well, you can think of it as Ora-Ora with a very long attack range.
Long Er, who was in the domineering state, was suppressed by the fist curtain attacking from the front, and even began to retreat uncontrollably. The poor ring was scratched with deep marks by Long Er's feet.
Just defending had exhausted all of Long Er's energy and physical strength. He simply couldn't come up with any other way to respond. This was all because he made the wrong starting choice.
not good!
When this thought came to Long Er's mind, it was too late. The silver dragon energy had been exhausted and his double dragon reincarnation state was forcibly terminated.
not good!
The same idea popped up in You Fang's mind, and he quickly withdrew his hand when he felt that the opponent's energy was greatly weakened. However, although the hand that was performing the Iai fist was retracted, the punch that had already been thrown out would not obey You Fang's command.
After several consecutive punches and pressure on the air column, Long Er, whose front body showed obvious injuries that could cause fractures and disfigurement, was directly knocked out of the ring, and his whole body was embedded in the wall of the backstage building.
He fainted on the spot.
Only more than twenty seconds had passed since the battle began, and the entire battle ended with Ryuji falling unconscious and out.
"Um, the winner is Shiki Tono."
Perhaps because she was too surprised, even Asakura Kazumi forgot her professionalism for a moment and failed to liven up the atmosphere in the venue.
The person on the right didn't even listen to the host's announcement. He trotted a few steps, picked up Mu Noxiang, and rushed towards the mural of Ryuji without even realizing it.
What a shame! Fortunately, the venue has the function of locking health, otherwise Ryuji might really have to reload the save file.
You Fang, who is relatively unscrupulous in front of NPCs, will consciously hold back when facing players. This time, he stopped Mu Noxiang from using the contract items and instead used ordinary recovery spells, and by the way, he also improved his proficiency in healing aura.
Upon seeing this, Long Yi stuffed the red alchemical healing potion back into his waist bag.
He was really not angry. The reason why Ryuji was beaten like this was simply because he was not as skilled as his brother. Since he was not as skilled as his brother, he needed to intensify his training. It was unnecessary to be furious. He might as well go back and train with his brother instead.
I just wonder if those bastards from Hot-Blooded High School and Garden High School will find a chance to laugh at me and Ryuji...
With the help of healing skills and first aid punches, Long Er quickly woke up.
If you are not as skilled as others, you should admit defeat. What else is there to say?
On the right side, when Long Er took his girl out to watch the game, the second game of the semi-finals had already begun.
Melancholic Forty-Five Degrees Kamijou Touma versus Sailor Moon Kazama Asuka.
Judging from the battle situation, it was another very orthodox and typical fighting battle. Kazama Asuka, who did not transform, used pure physical skills, and his fighting spirit was just hidden in his body. Kamijou Touma's ability to erase all fantasies and weirdness was ineffective.
However, having said that, Kamijou's physical ability is not just ordinary instinct.
Although it was previously summarized as a physical technique that had been systematically learned, as more and more of his moves were exposed, some fighters were also able to see various clues of Kamijou's physical techniques.
“…Isn’t this the move from that Kyokyu-ryu dojo that’s about to go bankrupt?”
It didn't look like he had fallen into the water at all. Kyo Kusanagi looked extremely refreshed and blended into the crowd of spectators outside the venue as if nothing had happened.
The power of fire has a natural advantage in drying clothes.
Kamijou Touma, who is in a sense pitied by others because he has no money, is the only student in the gym during the current period of Kyokyuu Flow.
Knowing that he could not use any strange abilities, Kamijou began to train in physical skills in a very targeted manner. Then, through an unexpected acquaintance with high school student Yuri Sakazaki, he got in touch with the Kyokyu-ryu Dojo.
It is naturally difficult for our classmate Kamijou to release extremely strong energy like the Overlord Shouting Fist, but he found a move that is extremely suitable for him in his master Sakazaki Ryo.
Kamijou Touma once again unpretentiously threw out the most typical right straight punch among bare-handed fighters. This move was so straightforward that Asuka Kazama felt that it would be a shame to his Aikido if he didn't block the punch.
Desire drove Fei Niao's actions, and she did it.
Then, he fainted, and was gently placed on the ground by Kamijou.
The right side’s interested eyes were fixed on Kamijou’s arm, which emitted a simple but surprisingly effective attack.
Fei Niao, whose mind was blank, had no idea how much time had passed. When the blue sky came into view again, he heard the host's countdown signal.
The bird somersaulted up from the ground amid the astonished gaze of the audience, but it was too late.
Ten seconds have passed.
Although he felt unwilling, Fengjian Asuka was somewhat relieved.
At least he was no longer forced to use that shameful transformation skill.
"Keeping everyone waiting!"
"After fierce elimination, the winner of this Mahoraka Fighting Festival has been decided!"
"Tono Shiki from "Misaki High School" and Kamijou Touma from "A Certain High School"!"
"Who won the championship? Let's witness this moment together!!!"
"Then! The final round of the Mahoraka Fighting Festival!"
"start!!!"
Chapter 377: Despicable Victor
There is no doubt that the deciding game is definitely the most watched battle.
I don’t know why, but I always feel that the atmosphere that the two people give off is somewhat similar.
Compared to the relatively casual attitude of the person on the right, Kamijou must be much more cautious.
Kamijou is well aware of his own abilities and is not afraid of anything evil, but he is still afraid of purely physical things.
The opponent on the right is obviously the kind of opponent who can display terrifying fighting power even without using that energy.
My physical strength and realm are still enough to support me to mix the Heaven and Earth Tyrant Fist into ordinary attacks once. How can I use absolute stun to knock down the opponent...
I saw Youfang put the index finger and middle finger of his right hand on his forehead at the same time, and the magic power in his body surged, even to the point where blue veins appeared.
"Magic Light O Cannon!"
The right finger was swung at Kamijou with great force, and a magic cannon that must have been processed and had a slight spiral shape shot towards Kamijou.
The expression on the right side of the face who yelled out this line as he wished was one of shame and excitement.
It's a bit embarrassing to do this in front of so many people...
However, the more open and aboveboard a matter is, the less likely it is to cause any unexpected commotion. But the more shy it is, the more attention it will attract. Elquet, who appeared out of nowhere, and Hierer took out a camera with an ultra-long focal length lens that they would never buy with their settings, and started taking pictures to the right.
Maybe it's because his true identity was exposed that he let himself go a little.
Kamijou, who was already very accustomed to dealing with this kind of external energy, simply raised his hand to block the path of the magic cannon, and the moment the two came into contact, the magic cannon disappeared.
What was surprising was that inside the magic cannon there were actually several relatively small iron rods wrapped in air!
Naturally, a few iron rods with weak power successfully attacked Kamijou's body, who was completely unprepared for defense.
The iron rod that hit Kamijou's palm just in time quickly vanished and was restored to its most primitive form of magic power.
These are attributeless items created by the right side using the "Remembrance" ability. In essence, they are also concrete products, and naturally they are also fantasy items, and are defeated by Kamijou's blood.
However, the other iron rods that hit Kamijou's body without causing any damage fell to the ground intact with a clear sound.
Kamijou saw that at this moment, Youfang had an evil expression on his face that should never be seen by children during a TV broadcast.
I saw that the right side suddenly opened up a distance to prevent Kamijou from rushing forward quickly, and then he focused on the air and stepped down hard with his right foot, and the wooden floor that had been repaired countless times was directly lifted up.
His eyes turned a deep blue, and before Kamijou rushed over, he scratched the wooden board with his fingernails several times in sequence. The wide and thick ironwood board was immediately shattered into a thin strip, which was probably longer than a regular samurai sword. Then he grabbed it with his inflated palm and stroked it from beginning to end!
A large amount of wood debris slipped from the right hand, and the template was actually smoothed out and even had a wooden sword with a blade.
After finding that his fantasy weapon was not working, Youfang simply used materials collected on the spot to make himself a handy weapon...
For a swordsman, the difference in strength between having a sword in hand and not having one is huge.
The referee team had a quick discussion and finally determined that the right side's actions were valid and did not violate the rules.
Kamijou's charge only lasted for a short while, and he lost the possibility of suppressing the right side.
Having judged Kamijou's powerful punch from the previous battle, Youfang dodged the punches in a very targeted manner, and every blow was aimed at the joints.
Moreover, energies such as Qi and magic power were never used again.
Kamijou has the advantage in strength and physique, but his agility is far behind.
This gap caused all his attacks to be forced to stop within the right side of the sword swinging range.
The Tiger Cannon was hit on the wrist and armpit, the Flying Swallow Gale Kick was hit on the ankle and inner knee, and the terrified Kamijou even felt the tip of the knife just passing by his crotch.
It was obvious that he was let off on purpose by his male companion, so Kamijou didn’t dare to jump around anymore.
Red, purple and blue bruises began to appear on various parts of Kamijou's body, making him look quite miserable.
The audience might not have expected that the final round of the martial arts festival would be the most simple one of all the matches. It looked like a very formal karate player was being suppressed by a sword-wielding kendo player.
Kamijou was in a difficult situation. He had obviously realized the gap between himself and the person on the right, which was a level that could not be made up by external force.
If I miss out on this prize money that is so close to me, I'm afraid that I will be swallowed whole by Index when I return home this time...
So you must never give up!
However, just when Kamijou made up his mind to injure the enemy by 800 and stop the loss by 2,800, he discovered that the person on the right was standing steadily in the air without relying on any props.
Although the battle between a group of players has already caused a lot of discussion on the Internet and attracted a lot of attention and surprise, the behavior of the right side, which did not rely on jumping ability but actually stood in the air, still caused a commotion.
"It's too dangerous to fight you in close combat, and you're too tough to admit defeat, so I can only use some inferior methods."
The right side said in a dignified manner to the somewhat stunned Kamijou below.
To be honest, the right is a little fed up.
The opponent's martial arts skills are obviously not weak. This means that he is very clear about the gap between the two sides, and also knows how much he has let go.
Normally, if you have persisted to this point, you should know what is good for you and admit defeat. After all, continuing is just a waste of time.
But the other party still did not intend to admit defeat.
If they are not stubborn or embarrassed, then they just want the bonus.
But, what does it have to do with me! ?
The idea on the right that it didn't matter whether they won or not was completely forgotten after entering the finals.
Small coins and special props are readily available, and it's not like you can't win, so why should you give them to others?
If it was that idiot Makoto Ito, I would have given in, but I am completely unfamiliar with this hedgehog-headed guy and there is no reason for me to back down.
To sum up, the right side might use some methods that might cause some discussion, but it would definitely not be considered a foul to force Kamijou to admit defeat.
Kamijou watched helplessly as Youfang casually threw the wooden sword in his hand towards the ring.
Are you going to give up your weapons directly?
Kamijou was delighted.
But the next moment, he paid the price for his naive thinking.
The wooden sword fell into the center of the ring as smoothly as if it fell into butter, and then there was a sound of breaking wood boards all over the ring.
And it wasn't just the wooden boards that collapsed, even the rock base underneath had collapsed.
Kamijou on the ring only had time to perform a Tiger Cannon Rising Dragon to pull himself up high and try to attack Youfang, but Youfang took a step back and made way for him. He then fell into the water with an unwilling look on his face.
The moment he fell into the water, Kamijou's mind flashed with the azure eyes on his right, and his body couldn't help but shiver. He didn't know whether it was because of the cold water or because he felt the breath of death.
There was no fall into the water on the right side, so the countdown outside the field can only be given to the upper bar.
Youfang, who received a lot of strange looks, became thick-skinned at this time.
How can an operation within the rules be called a foul?
