area51novel 209. Fighting God Vs. Fighting Soul (The Third Watch Asks For Flowers!)
209. Fighting God Vs. Fighting Soul (The Third Watch Asks For Flowers!)
Nezu Masami lost.
This is an unquestionable fact.
There are wounds all over the upper body, although they are not deep, but there are many wounds.
That's why the exaggerated scene of "whole body soaring ~ blood" was created.
But many people present didn't understand what was going on.
Even the viewers from various countries who were watching the live broadcast were stunned, feeling that this was completely beyond their own comprehension-range.
Why did it suddenly come to a winner?
wrong!
It should be said, why is the party that launched the lore attack suddenly knocked to the ground, and what happened in the middle?
"The referee stepped forward to check the player's condition, and there was no objection. The player Masaaki Nezu has lost consciousness. The winner of this match is—"Gold Producer Carlos Medel!"
After Katahara Sheaka made the announcement, she immediately turned her head to look at Yato, and asked curiously:
"Mr. Igarashi, can you explain some details about the battle that happened just now?"
"This... I can only say that Masaaki Nezu is too reckless."
Yato said bluntly.
"After the first round of offense and defense, he should know that his technical strength is not as good as that of the opponent, so he will carry out the anti-counterattack tactics to the end, but he overestimated his kicking skills. Yes, his kicking skills are very powerful, but this It's the physical advantage...he hasn't overcome his biggest weakness in kicking.
"That's the 'too wide range of motion'. With this shortcoming, no matter how fast and powerful his kicking skills are, Carlos, who has experienced many battles, can easily see through his attacking movements. It's like a huge machine. Once it is running, the internal parts move together, and everyone can feel it."
"Carlos probably didn't expect that the opponent would suddenly take such a reckless attack, so he was a little over-guarded at one point, and only gave Nezu Masaki a punch in the face as a test."
"Practically speaking, if Carlos is willing, the winner will be decided at that time. However, Carlos has played the steady game of a veteran boxer. Although he gave up this opportunity, he has further determined the opponent's tactics. Purpose."
"In order to seize the gap where Nezu Masakaya launched the lore blow, dodge sideways, and then use his left fist to punch nine consecutive jabs at the weak point of his torso, which is wide open, and then turn around and pull the opponent He threw it out with his wrist, completely interrupting Masaka Nezu's consciousness."
"From this point, it can be seen that Carlos is not only a boxer, but also seems to have dabbled in other martial arts. The opponents in the second round should be careful."
Hear the last sentence.
Carlos Medel, who had just returned to the player channel, turned black.
The joy of victory disappeared in an instant.
"This bastard!"
Contrary to Carlos Medel.
There are good reviews online.
Many people posted very qualified barrage commentary, sighed about the intensity of the boxing competition, or popularized science about Carlos Medel's legendary life, and... all kinds of things that are bound to happen The fighting between these fighting skills is as lively as the Chinese New Year, and it can't stop at all.
Since there were 16 games to be played on the first day, in order not to delay everyone's meal and rest time, the intermission was very short, and only five minutes later, the second game of Group A started quickly.
- Please invite fighters from both sides to enter the arena!"
Katahara Sheaka bounced back to the center of the field and started her task of host.
Yetou was left alone sitting in the commentary seat and swiping his phone, watching the netizens fight each other with relish, which made him feel like he had watched the world in a previous life.
At this moment, the atmosphere on the field suddenly changed.
It's getting hotter!
It's like having a concert.
Yato put away his phone and looked towards the center of the field with great interest.
"Come, come, come—!"
Katahara Sheaka raised her right hand high, pointed her index finger to the sky, and shouted loudly as if her blood was on top of her head:
"The number one hot-blooded champion of Fist Wishing Club!"
"Roar in victory! Roar in battle! This man shouts at all times! Today his voice will resound throughout the arena!"
"Height 184cm, weight 88kg! Boxing record 17 wins and 0 losses! The company acquired assets——— 20.969 billion yen!"
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"[Village of Dawn] belongs to...'Roaring Soul' Kaizuo Sapain!"
Accompanied by the sound of introduction.
A figure suddenly broke through the white mist and landed on the field.
He was a young man with a strong physique and a resolute face, who would be regarded as a 'good man' unconsciously.
He was wearing boxer shorts, with a string wrapped around his forehead, and he was roaring with clenched fists.
"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!
An invincible voice.
The venue with thousands of people was covered by his own voice, even the microphone and loudspeaker were willing to bow down.
"It's on fire! It's on fire! It's on fire! My fighting spirit is on fire! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!.
Sapain looked directly at the dark aisle, his wheat-colored face was flushed from overexcitement, and his eyes seemed to burst into flames.
"It seems that Sapain can't wait, so let's introduce another player!"
Katahara Sheaka waved her hand and headed towards the player channel on the left.
"Isn't today a feast for the boxing world?"
"The man who will enter the arena next, he is the strongest boxer in history, the revolutionary of boxing ghosts! The unifying king who dominates the four major groups, among all the participating fighters, no one is more famous than him!"
"Height 187cm, weight 91kg, debut in boxing competition!"
"[Eight-Head Trading] belongs to the Fighter!"
When the man wearing a boxer's cloak, with the same skin color as Sapain, but with a completely opposite temperament, and a pair of dead fish eyes with only a calm look, stepped out of the shadows and walked towards the venue under the gazes of countless people. The atmosphere was detonated.
Katahara Sheaka is right, there is no one more popular than him among the contestants this year.
To ask why......
Just because he is a
"———"Taiguo God of Fighting", Gaoran...Wen Sawado! Billion!".