The danger of a sprint tackle is two-sided. If the person being attacked fails to react in time, he or she may be in desperate situation at any time.
But if he reacts and responds correctly -
The momentum and the forward leaning posture of the upper body will become the opponent's flaw and a good opportunity to turn the tide!
Gaolan Wensawad bet all his mind and last bit of strength on the next attack... He would clamp his neck and press his head down, and hit his face with his knees - he would use his opponent's momentum to his advantage and blast Gong Yangzhen in the face!
"What a strong enemy! A strong enemy that makes me feel hot all over! You are only one step away from victory, let's decide the outcome in the end!"
Will I be thrown away like a rag, or will I catch you by your weak spot and strike you to victory? Gaolang participated in this gamble, and the stakes were the final victory!
And the winner is him?
No...it's him!
His figure was as fast as lightning, but when he was about two meters away from Gaolang, Gong Yang Zhen's figure suddenly grew larger as Gaolang's pupils shrank slightly. The whole person seemed to be overwhelming, and in his eyes, he became a giant that blocked out the sky and the sun...
How can a person become big out of thin air if he fails?
He just stood up!
Combination skills? Throws?
It's a nonsense. If he wants to show off his new fighting skills, why would Gong Yang Zhen use those unromantic moves?
This attack - is still a fighting technique!
Zhenyi Liuhe Hupu!
"boom!--"
He kicked hard! With a loud bang, cracks several meters long appeared where his feet touched the ground! And Gong Yangzhen's body suddenly stood up like a tiger!
In Gaolan's eyes, who was well prepared for the fall and now had no time to escape, that figure was more terrifying and scary than a billion man-eating tigers!
This attack was completely different from Gong Yang Zhen and even the "Tiger Type·Tiger Pounce" used by Li Youba who was now deep in the spectator seats!
It wasn't a push! It was an angry slap!
If anyone has ever seen a real tiger pouncing on its prey in nature, he should know that the so-called "tiger pounce" is not an action of pushing or rejecting, but rather more like a slap on the head... With a slap from its huge tiger paw, it can sometimes even shatter the prey's neck with one blow!
Because humans have an upright body shape and their brute strength is far inferior to that of a real tiger, although "tiger pounce" is inspired by the tiger, it has been optimized and turned into a pushing palm technique that is more suitable for humans.
However, at this moment, Gong Yang Zhen made it return to its wild original form!
"It's over, Gaolang Wensawad, please accept the 'respect' that a young man like me offers you - being defeated by 'Sirly Wolf' is not a humiliation, one day it will be the most glorious chapter in your life's resume!"
The "Fighting God" will temporarily rest here, because——
"The thunderstorm will devour you!!!"
At this moment, Gong Yang Zhen's cold eyes seemed to flash two rays of tragic thunder in the sky!
Borrowing
Immortal Thunder·The First Strike!!!
"boom!--"
With his palms full of immense power, he pushed away the arms that were trying to grab Gaolan's neck, and then struck Gaolan on the shoulder blades, as he was unable to dodge, with a sound like thunder!
"hiss!--"
The shoulder blade was fractured! The pain made even a tough guy like Gaolang gasp!
What is even more deadly is——
Gaolang, who had lowered his upper body slightly to prevent being taken down, suffered the consequences of losing the game. His center of gravity was completely destroyed and he fell forward!
How could Gong Yang Zhen, who has already mastered the fighting skills, miss this great opportunity?
The move that Gaolan Wensawad had secretly prepared to make a decisive blow was instead used by him on Gaolan, who no longer had the strength to resist.
Flying knee strike!!!
"Kacha!"
This is the abnormal sound of broken chest ribs.
"boom!--"
This was the sound of Gaolan Winsawad's body, whose eyes widened and turned pale, being thrown high into the air and falling to the ground with a dull thud.
"……call."
This was the sound of the scene moving from extreme stillness to extreme movement in an instant, and then returning to its original position under the watchful eyes of everyone. After returning to extreme stillness, Gong Yang Zhen slowly exhaled a breath of foul air.
I don’t know if it was because the situation changed so drastically that people couldn’t react in time, but there was a moment of silence in the whole place, and you could hear a pin drop.
Until someone broke the silence.
It’s Gong Yang Zhen.
He slowly walked towards the "Thai Fighting God" who was lying on the ground. His expressionless face showed no emotion, but it made the referee of Group D on the sidelines speechless for a moment.
What are you doing?
In the VIP room on the top floor, Lalma XIII was also a little dazed: "Ah, the game is over, he..."
"Don't worry, Your Highness Lalma, the child knows his own limits."
Beside him, Wu Huiliyang smiled with her eyes lowered, and at this moment slowly said words to comfort the other person.
As if in response to his words, Gong Yang Zhen had already come to the unconscious Gaolang in the arena. He was silent for a moment, and then -
"……Snapped."
He slowly sat cross-legged beside Gaolang Wensawad. Looking at the man who had fallen into a coma, Gong Yangzhen narrowed his eyes slightly.
Then he slowly closed his eyes and put his palms together.
Biography of the Wu Clan: Keeping Peace in Mind.
The boiling blood slowly calmed down, and the fighting spirit that seemed to be fighting to the point of madness was quietly locked in the bottom of his heart. At this moment, he turned back into that peaceful boy again.
"Gaolan Wensawad, the guide I have never met on my fighting path, the senior I have known for a long time, the peerless strongman whom I, 'Tianlang' Gong Yangzhen, have truly admired."
Although I had anticipated that this day would come, it came earlier than I thought, and the feeling was even more wonderful than I expected.
"——I have surpassed you, the 'backbone' of my fighting skills. And the 'bone' will continue to accompany me and continue to bloom new flowers of flesh and blood."
"The pinnacle of fighting skills, this throne belongs to me from today on. And you, my predecessor, if you still have ambitions, continue to become stronger and challenge me."
From now on, offense and defense will change!
Standing up, turning his head, and turning his back to the colorful lights, Gong Yang Zhen walked slowly towards the exit passage. His face was plunged into darkness, except for his pair of sharp eyes that seemed to emit a cold light!
"Wow!——"
As if waking up from a dream, cheers and screams roared!
Hattori, the referee of Group D, who realized it belatedly, gritted his teeth. This was the second time he made this unprofessional mistake, and each time happened when he was playing against this fucking strong and terrifying guy!
"…The winner has been decided! The winner belongs to Nakano Private Hospital—"
“Ram shock!!!”
Chapter 122 End of the Second Round and Transaction
After this game, which was still talked about with great relish by the audience in the stands even though it had ended several minutes ago, the last game of the second round naturally followed.
However, the discussion about the players who played in the previous game has not subsided for a long time.
For example, the Silverman Fitness Girls Group. Sakura Hibiki took out a bag of potato chips from somewhere and ate them with a "crunch, crunch" sound until her mouth was full of grease.
At the same time, the green almond eyes seemed to be glowing.
"So handsome! So handsome! Don't you think, Ayaka, he looks just like that Doganjog (movie actor) who swept through the evil group?"
But at this point he added in a low voice: "But I feel like he is completely different from the Gong Yang Jun in the first round. I wouldn't be surprised if he was said to be a biological weapon or a killing machine... although he seems to have returned to his original appearance in the end."
"…After all, it's a fight to the death. Isn't this the norm now? It would be strange if the match in the first round, which was more like a show than a fight, appeared in this kind of match."
Ayaka Uehara immediately revealed a helpless smile, but then her eyes also sparkled with stars.
"But... Gongyang-kun is really strong! He is so strong that I can't understand him. Even Mr. Gao, the heavyweight quadruple champion, was defeated by him."
"And have you noticed that, unlike the others, Gongyang-kun has remained unscathed until now? This means that he is a fighter from a completely different dimension than his previous opponents."
It’s not good. I’m just like the meat bun next to me. I’m going to fall into the state of being obsessed with him again.
But she was a little worried when she said this. She looked in the direction where Gaolang Wensawad was carried away on a stretcher, and then looked at Uehara Nana beside her: "Sister, why are you still so heartless? Aren't you afraid that Mr. Gao will be beaten to death?"
"what?"
Nana Uehara, who was drinking heavily with a glass of draft beer in her hand, was stunned when she heard this.
Then a sinister expression appeared.
"Aiyaka, so you're still not practicing enough... You know, a boxer is never afraid of dying in the ring, right? For a boxer, there are some things that are more fucking precious and important than life."
"If you don't burn out your consciousness in the ring, don't wear those gloves, stinky sister."
"..."
Well, the atmosphere is very good, if there is no one around to ruin it.
Beside her, the younger sister of the chairman of the Imperial Sakura Academy Group, Zou Ryuin Akemi, smiled and casually exposed the woman's behavior: "Oh, Sister Uehara actually contacted Gongyang-kun on the phone before? The original words on the other end were, 'Don't worry, after I was sure that the last blow would win, I gave up aiming for the head and hit the chest instead. The strength was well controlled, and the doctor in the infirmary was also very good, so there is no problem.'"
But then the rich girl's demeanor completely collapsed, and she revealed an ominous silly smile, and it seemed as if hearts were about to appear in her eyes.
"Oh, speaking of Gong Yangjun...his pectoralis major muscles are getting better and better. I can feel the charming pressure of flesh from hundreds of meters away..."
"..."
So what exactly is "meat pressure"?
..............................
The excited discussions in the audience continued until the last contestant entered the venue.
The giant figure wearing tight combat uniform and slowly stepping into the field with a heavy aura had the courage to make everyone focus only on him.
The strongest fighter in the history of Kengankai, "The Fang of Destruction" Gana!
With a height of over two meters and a sturdy and strong body that can be called a muscle monster, this man gives people the feeling of being visibly powerful!
Opposite him, the fighter from Sendley who showed a solemn expression at the moment, the powerful British "Priest of Killing" Mogi Robinson, was nearly 190 cm tall and had a lot of muscles, but in front of him, he was still as petite and harmless as a child!
This guy picked a pretty good competition position in the original world line, but met the "descendant of the forbidden" and "demon" Wu Lei'an in the first round, and was beaten half to death by the latter's liberation.
But now, because of his employer's bad luck, he picked a low position in Group D. Although he was forced to play against "The Fang of the Destroyer", he still managed to advance to the top 16. I don't know whether it was lucky or unfortunate.
...I should be considered lucky.
At least his neck wouldn't be broken by the "demon" in front of his sister. Gana wouldn't be so ruthless to an opponent with a huge difference in strength.
However, a brutal beating was inevitable.
It is worth mentioning that a similar situation occurred in this game as in the previous one.
Mogi Robinson, who practiced his family's exquisite martial arts Barton technique, which combines ancient Oriental martial arts, judo, and Western martial arts boxing, made fierce moves. Every blow was not something that ordinary people could easily take. However, "The Fang of Destruction" dodged them one by one as if it had predicted the future. All the attacks fell into the air, as if they had passed through Gana's body!
Naoya Okubo, who was watching the fight in the spectator booth, was completely numb.
what's the situation?
I woke up and the version was updated? Oh my god, why didn't humans evolve with me?
but.
Holding his chin, he stared at the stern face of Kano on the big screen in a daze. Okubo Naoya couldn't help but think of the beast-like evil face that the opponent had shown when he faced him in the first round.
“…That face didn’t appear.”
After washing off the dust and dirt on his body in the shower room, Gong Yang Zhen, who was wiping his hair and lying in the arms of comfort, was also watching the battle on TV.
At the same time, there were still traces of tears on the face beside him. Nakano Nino, who was still sleeping soundly at the moment, seemed to have noticed something. She arched her arm twice, and then uttered faint sleep talk.
“…No, I don’t want it anymore… Sanjiu, save me…”
"..."
Under the teasing gazes of the girls next to him, Gong Yangzhen pretended nothing had happened. At this moment, he was watching the live broadcast on TV and couldn't help showing an interested expression.
"...You appeared so quickly, switching from 'invisible' to 'weapon'. Where did you find the nourishment when Gaolang had already been eaten by me?"
