The female succubus accepted the black crystal coin and showed a professional smile, "Since No. 64 is a newcomer, I will first announce the rules. If there are no special circumstances, the competition is required to end within two hours. Lord Araux will decide the outcome of life and death. According to the rules, whether to use bare hands or weapons in this match will be chosen by Lanke, who has won consecutive victories."
After Chen Rui made a bet, Lang Ke's face became more hostile, and he said with a sinister smile: "I like the feeling of breaking the opponent's bones with my hands!"
"Okay, let's decide to fight with bare hands! Except for the body, no weapons are allowed!" The succubus stepped back a few meters cautiously, and shouted: "Then I declare, the match begins!"
The moment the succubus said "start", Langk had already unleashed a violent blow. Chen Rui had become accustomed to the sneak attack of the poisonous dragon in the special training, and he had been prepared for a long time. He tilted his body and dodged it. Lang Ke's moves were more ruthless, frequently attacking the vital points, Chen Rui blocked a few punches, only to feel that the opponent's gestures were heavy, and he was slightly inferior in terms of strength.
It was by no means a fluke that Lanke was able to win three games in a row in the arena. Although his words were arrogant before, he showed his maturity in the battle. The rhythm has always suppressed Chen Rui at a disadvantage, and there is almost no chance of counterattack.
With a mask on, Chen Rui felt very uncomfortable fighting, especially in terms of sight. Although he had been defending carefully, when he finally showed his flaws, he was swayed by Langke and passed by. The claws swept across the waist, and blood flowed profusely immediately, staining a large piece of clothes red. When Chen Rui saw Lang Ke's sharp claws, he realized why this guy was called "Blood Hand". It was strange that he had to use weapons. It turned out that those hands were the strongest weapons!
As soon as Lang Ke succeeded, the attack became more and more fierce, and the bloodstains on Chen Rui's body gradually increased. With a "bang", he was hit by a heavy punch in the back, which hurt his heart. Lan Ke would not wait for Chen Rui to rest and recover before continuing to fight like Pagliu, and launched a violent attack while he was not on a firm footing.
Under Lang Ke's fierce attack, Chen Rui was overwhelmed, unable to resist, and finally a little looseness appeared in his heart: Is he too impatient this time? In the case of being unable to use the aurora bomb, the first actual battle encountered such a terrifying enemy!
This is not training, you can fail and try again! It's not a game either, you can replenish blood at the resurrection point! This is a real life-and-death battle, and the one who loses is his life!
In his previous life, he was just an otaku, not a fighter or a special soldier. The time for special training may still be too short, so he shouldn't rush to participate in this kind of life-and-death battle.
The psychological hesitation was directly reflected in the action. Lan Ke immediately sensed the other party's timidity, so he was naturally not polite. He made another deep wound on his thigh with his claws. A kick hit Chen Rui's ribs, and Chen Rui was kicked more than ten meters away with a strong force. There was a sharp pain in the place where he was hit, as if two bones were broken, and he couldn't get up for a while.
As Lanke strode over, he continued to use words to undermine the opponent's fighting spirit, which was his usual tactic.
"I said before that I would break your hands and feet, but now I have changed my mind. Before you die, I will crush your bones one by one!"
Chen Rui's heart trembled, and his heart tightened even more. Pagliu's usual roar of special training suddenly sounded in his head.
"The more you are afraid, the faster you will die!"
"Show courage, otherwise you will never want to become a real strong man in your life!"
At the moment of life and death, Chen Rui suddenly came to his senses.
Why special training
Why come to actual combat
Why not just hole up in a lab
Why not take shelter under the protection of Shia or Ardas
Why didn't I back down when I had no strength before, but now I dare not move forward
Even if he doesn't come to the arena today, he will have to face this hurdle sooner or later. If he escapes, he can only rely on his cleverness and become a speculator in the cracks for the rest of his life.
"When I can't hold on, what will I do?" Chen Rui suddenly said loudly to himself, "The more I can't hold on, the more I have to tell myself, hold on!"
Lang Ke was stunned because he didn't understand what the opponent was saying—Chen Rui said it was in Chinese.
Is it some kind of spell? This guy can also do magic
Ranke had rich experience and knew that the opponent still had strength, and it was often the most terrifying thing to fight back when he was dying, so he slowed down cautiously.
"Do you still remember those words on your bedside?" Chen Rui suddenly clenched his fists: "The reason why people can do it is because they believe they can do it!"
"He who is not afraid has a way ahead!"
He gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain in his ribs, and supported his body with his hands.
"Chen Rui, tell yourself, what is written in the biggest word?" Chen Rui roared, as if telling himself, and as if announcing to the entire arena and the entire demon world, "Grab the throat of fate, Let it sing to you conquest!"
After yelling this sentence, Chen Rui, who fell to the ground just now, jumped up, just like he stood up again and again after experiencing setbacks in life.
Regardless of the outcome of this life-and-death struggle, from this moment on, he has already taken a crucial step and successfully surpassed himself.
Although Lang Ke was surprised, but the other party's strange incantation seemed to have no effect, he was determined, quickened his pace, met the eyes exposed by the mask, and suddenly found that there was no fear in those eyes, and his whole body seemed to exude a kind of intimidating momentum.
Lang Ke didn't dare to underestimate him, he punched tentatively, Chen Rui moved sideways, Lang Ke shook his fist, and his outstretched claws slashed across his chest, blood spattered, Chen Rui turned around and swept his legs without any fear , kicked Lanke in the knee and knocked him to the ground.
When Lang Ke turned over and jumped up, Chen Rui didn't choose to defend anymore, but approached riskily, turned around and flashed a claw, appeared on the side of Lang Ke, hugged his waist, and pulled out violently!
Lan Ke only felt that the center of gravity of his body turned head-down in an instant, and he knew something was wrong. Before he had time to protect his head, he had been slammed to the ground by Chen Rui, a back bridge learned from Athena. There were cracks in the slate.
Now Chen Rui's spiritual level has been completely reborn, all fears and concerns have been left behind, no more fluke, no more fear, no more hesitation, fighting is to devote oneself to fighting!
Strength may not yet be called a strong man, but this is already the heart of a strong man.
Lan Ke only felt a sharp pain in his head and neck. Fortunately, the Horned Demon was strong and stood up crookedly. Chen Rui followed him up and launched a swift counterattack. His hands, feet and even his head became The deadly weapon is the fierce fighting style learned from Pagliu.
The audience, seeing that Lank had the chance to win, unexpectedly had such a sudden reversal, cheered Lank desperately. The happiest thing was that those who bought No. 52 to win originally started shouting the name of No. 64.
Lang Ke hit several times in a row, but after all, his strength was extraordinary. With a roar, he received a heavy punch, kicked Chen Rui's rib wound, opened the distance, and finally escaped from the danger of being suppressed.
Rank's previous winning streak was due to the outstanding strength of the middle-level demons in the early stage and a talent for increasing power in a short period of time, and the second was to use cruel methods to deter opponents. Now that No. 64 is unmoved, then This kind of oppressive momentum overwhelmed him instead. Although Chen Rui's wound was in severe pain, his mind was exceptionally calm, and the remaining star power slowly circulated to adjust his body to the most suitable state of attack and defense. His eyes glowed faintly, like a beast, staring at the dying man. prey.
This kind of look made the always cruel "Blood Hand" inexplicably chill.
"Interesting guy!" Araux in the VIP seat suddenly said.
The high-ranking demon's eyes are so sharp, it can be seen at a glance that Lanke's mind has been taken away by the opponent's aura, no matter how strong his strength is, it will be difficult to win.
Chiton, the confidant next to Araux, observed his words and asked cooperatively: "The lord said, is it number sixty-four?"
The big devil's eyes fell on Chen Rui, and he said lightly: "I was wrong before, number 64 can get that sculpture."
Chiton asked curiously: "But the current situation is evenly matched, and Lanke's violent talent is still useless, will there be any changes?"
Araux sneered and didn't answer, Chiton didn't ask any more questions knowingly, and continued to watch the game.
The more Lang Ke fought, the more frightened he became. This No. 64 was supposed to be a novice with little experience, and he could easily draw flaws, but as the battle continued, his skills became more proficient and perfect, and the flaws gradually disappeared. Occasionally exposed, it turned out to be a trap, this ability to learn and adapt is simply frightening!
What's even more frightening is that the opponent's stamina, which should have been seriously injured and greatly reduced in combat power, turned out to be surprisingly strong. There has not been a significant decline in physical strength and offensive and defensive capabilities. It's starting to run out.
"Howl!" Lang Ke knew that he would be defeated if he continued like this, he threw his heart out and shouted violently, his muscles suddenly doubled in size, and his strength suddenly increased.
"It's berserk! Ranke used berserk!"
"This is the mutation talent of the Horned Demon!"
"Kill that masked man!"
The audience who supported Langk saw the hope of a comeback again, and shouted one after another.
Chen Rui immediately felt the pressure, but he was not at a loss as before. This kind of enhancement of Langke should not last long, otherwise he would use it early in the morning. Slowly drain the opponent's strength.
"Steady your center of gravity!"
"You can't just use your eyes! Use your feelings to judge!"
"..."
Chen Rui kept thinking about the essentials that Dulong usually explained in his heart. In a state of high concentration, some shortcomings that were difficult to correct in the usual special training have been actively adjusted one by one, and his grasp and judgment of timing are becoming more and more accurate. , The control of star power has become more and more mature.
Just like a blunt knife, after being sharpened by the whetstone of Lanke, the sharpness gradually emerges.