Sizzle…
The air was like a sharp knife, escaping wildly from the gaps in Simone's sleeves. He took a stance similar to a bird spreading its wings, with his arms raised horizontally and his five fingers forming claws. Hot and violent air gushed out from his pores.
The clothes on his body were pushed up and his body looked bigger, and his windbreaker was rustling.
A ray of black light spewed out of Simone's orifice, and the joints of his body made creaking sounds, as if a series of firecrackers were going off.
"Underestimating him? The magnitude of this burst of momentum is not weak!"
Hugo frowned deeply. From the outside, Simeone's state was to use his courage, but he didn't show it.
The spirit was circulating in his body, but it had not yet reached the point of violating the consensus of the competition. Ugo snorted coldly, and also circulated the spirit of the evil eye fist in his body, and the powerful force immediately filled his limbs.
"Simone, you have just broken through to the fighter level and you have mastered the basic application of spirit. You are indeed gifted..."
"But if you want to fight me, who has already reached the level of a veteran fighter, with fists and kicks, I'm afraid you are not qualified enough!"
Before he finished speaking, Hugo disappeared instantly. He had just been sparring with Simeone, but he was not really paying attention. He was just giving instructions to his juniors. But now, Simeone seemed to be getting more interesting.
He also became thoroughly interested and took the challenge seriously.
Swish!
The moment the afterimage disappeared, another afterimage suddenly appeared in front of Simeone. Ugo's heel exploded on the ring with a bang, and his figure swept wildly, and his fists hit like meteors. Because of the speed, his fists squeezed and cut a rapid white line in the air, like a tail flame.
"Cry!"
A loud bird-like howl flashed by, and it turned out to be the strange sound of a fist tearing the air. Simeone used stillness to overcome movement, and punched Ugo who was rushing towards him!
Peng!
The entire alloy arena shook violently, and air surged.
Ugo's evil eye fist and Simone's red eagle fist collided violently, and the two forces collided fiercely. Then the fist shadow flashed and turned into more than a dozen consecutive blows.
Bang bang bang bang bang!
The sound of fists hitting flesh exploded on the ring, with a fast and fierce frequency, just like the sound of a round of artillery fire.
The audience tried to catch the figures of the two fighting parties with their eyes fixed on them, but Ugo Simeone was moving at such a high speed that they could not see anything clearly. Only the top core members of the Dongjiumen school could catch one or two fleeting shadows with their sharp eyesight. Obviously, the two sides were gradually getting serious.
Bang!
The palm prints collided and separated immediately. Ugo's feet slid on the ground, leaving a black scratch more than ten meters long. Simeone stepped back, and his heels hit a metal guardrail before he stopped and exhaled.
After the separation, the audience could finally see the two people's situation. Neither of them was injured, but Simeone and Ugo's forearm sleeves had been completely shattered in the fight, exploding into tattered cloth, revealing their arms with knotted muscles and red skin.
"Is this a new fighter? Why does he seem to have more sophisticated fighting skills than me? It seems like every move he makes is deadly."
Hugo sensed something was wrong. But the most important thing for him now was to save his face. Otherwise, if Simeone really fought him to a draw, where would he put his face? He didn't want to be a stepping stone for the other party to become famous.
At first, Ugo agreed to Simeone's request for a fight because he had confidence in himself. How could Simeone, who had just been promoted to a fighter two days ago, be his opponent? In this case, defeating the opponent was enough. And giving some encouragement and advice as an elder was another good story.
However, the premise of all this is that Ugo can show his ease and make it obvious to the audience. Otherwise, it will backfire. Then it will become a story and headline that the Eastern genius can compete with the master of the evil eye fist once he breaks through the martial arts.
"This little brat is so difficult to deal with after just breaking through..."
A fierce light flashed in Wugo's eyes, and he pushed the Evil Eye Fist to its extreme. His aura condensed into a black light.
He strode forward, swinging his arms like hammers.
A figure also rushed over from the opposite side. Simeone had a cold expression on his face, and was not affected by Hugo's momentum at all.
He spread his arms, and suddenly there was a loud noise on the ring. The two of them collided again, hitting each other in a serious manner. Many people in the audience of the elders of various schools twitched their eyelids, and inexplicably felt that this seemed to have exceeded the scope of sparring. However, neither side used secret killing moves, and they were in a vague range, and continued to wait and see.
Swish!
The hand knife formed by five fingers slashed hard, and collided with the fierce elbow. The cloth shattered, and the afterimage was changing. Simeone seized the opportunity and took the initiative. His arms were like two javelins, swinging back and forth, and forcibly knocked away the arm blocking in front of Ugo's chest and hit him directly in the chest!
"Boy, you!"
Ugo was a little angry. He was not as good as Simeone with his physical strength and skills! The opponent's continuous attacks were linked together, and he was about to hurt him.
In his excitement, he released his spirit and the power of the evil eye fist exploded. A cloud of light black steam roared out.
They spread out like fireworks, creating a dark night sky above their heads. Suddenly, there seemed to be a giant eye at the top of the night sky, opening and closing slightly.
A powerful sense of oppression rolled over Simeone.
Unexpectedly, Simeone remained indifferent. Like a stubborn young man, he did not stop and continued to punch!
Hugo was completely furious. His original intention of bursting out with courage was not to fight back, but to suppress Simeone and make him stop. Hugo's outburst of courage actually violated the consensus of the ring, implicitly representing that he had lost this competition. The reason for using this form was to make it easier to save face.
At the same time, he showed his strong strength, indicating that he was not unable to defeat Simeone, but was restricted by the rules of the ring.
This way, at least it won't be too embarrassing.
Unexpectedly, Simeone actually came up to fight back, as if he was determined to fight to the end. He really had no sense of propriety!
Ugo developed a strong feeling of disgust towards this Eastern Three Stars, who he had originally liked, and decided to teach him a lesson. With a jolt of spirit, the huge black hole on his head shrank and dropped, and instantly overlapped with the position of his right arm's shoulder blade.
His entire arm suddenly turned into a deep black color, and an illusory eye seemed to open in the palm of his hand.
"Simone, don't be so ignorant!"
Wugo directly struck with a palm, which was extremely powerful. The surrounding air made a rapid sound of being blown away.
"Ugo!"
Several figures flew out from the audience seats of the elders of various schools, and rushed towards the No. 1 arena at an extremely fast speed.
But, on the other side, there was a figure moving even faster!
It was obviously farther away, but it arrived later. It was like a fiery red meteor rubbing against the air crazily and crashing down.
Peng!!!
The ferocious expression on Ugo's face froze instantly, the cloth on his chest burst open, and the whole person flew out like a cloud.
As for the pure black arm that was blasted out, it was twisted into a knot by an unknown force in the blink of an eye, barely connected by broken muscles and broken bones. As for the vision of spirit above the head, it was completely obscured by another more terrifying vision. A ferocious and vicious bird spread its bloody wings, covered the sky, glided down, and swallowed the evil eyeball in the night in one gulp.
"Wow!"
While flying wildly in the air, Ugo vomited blood. His body and spirit suffered a terrifying double blow in an instant. He had no ability to resist at all. The man was too fast, too powerful, and too strong. The sense of danger and horror he brought to him was too strong!
whoosh!
A figure rushed into the air. It was an old man with long white braids, wearing a fighting suit with the Evil Eye Fist logo very clearly on it. He was Akito, the great elder of the Evil Eye Fist.
A veteran fighter who is even better than Ugo.
He caught Wugo with both arms, and his whole body shook. He staggered two or three steps when he landed, before relieving the huge force.
"Ugo!" Ajid's expression was gloomy. He saw that Ugo was seriously injured. His chest had been hit so hard that it was slightly sunken, and at least three or five ribs were broken.
Moreover, Ugo's eyes were somewhat distracted, as if his spirit had been damaged. He was annihilated by a large number of collisions in a short period of time.
"Damn it, who are you!"
Ajid's old face was as black as iron, and a strong aura burst out of him. He turned his head suddenly and looked fiercely at the ring.
A few steps ahead of Simone, in the center of ring number one, a tall man in a fluttering windbreaker stood majestically.
He was handsome and strong, with a hint of coldness and dominance between his brows. Large streams of blood-colored steam gushed out from all sides of his body, like flames, illuminating the man's eyes with blood red. The windbreaker behind him was like a cloak of a general on the battlefield, rolling like waves, sinking and floating in the sea of blood.
Just by looking at this man for the first time, everyone will have one thought in their mind: this person is definitely not an ordinary person!
People with timid minds don't even dare to look at him for a few more times, because the man's intimidating sharpness and domineering aura can easily leave a shadow.
"Ugo, the current 26th leader of the Evil Eye Fist. Ajid, the 25th leader of the Evil Eye Fist. Fifty years ago, Justin, the 22nd leader of the Evil Eye Fist. Buck, the 21st leader of the Evil Eye Fist. It has been passed down from generation to generation..."
The man in the windbreaker looked around slowly, and some elders of the sect who were about to rush onto the stage stopped and stood still.
"What do you mean?"
Ajid wanted to get angry, but the man who suddenly appeared on the stage seemed very strong. Although his words were unclear, they seemed to have some connection with the Evil Eye Fist.
"What do you mean? Fifty years ago, the Evil Eye Fist was not the only one in Windsor County. Have you all forgotten the fighter named Bloody Fist, whose fame was once known throughout the Eastern Secret Martial Arts World? To be more specific, you should be familiar with the Red Eagle Fist..."
The man in the windbreaker walked towards the edge of the ring step by step, and a suffocating murderous aura was released from him. The reddish-brown bloody air rolled in waves in the air, as if layers of tides were constantly beating in all directions. Suddenly, the audience closer to the No. 1 ring felt as if they were in a bloody world, and the bloody smell in the air was almost suffocating. The surging scarlet blood waves were more than ten meters high.
"Red Eagle Fist? Bloody Fist Feng Liusi!"
Ajid's eyes shrank. At that time, he was still a young man in his teens or twenties. He had heard of the notorious Blood Fist! The leader and the elder of the Evil Eye Fist were extremely afraid of it, and they did not dare to easily provoke the Red Eagle Fist, which was only a third-rate school. It was not until the news of the Blood Fist's failure to break through the Death Canyon came that the Evil Eye Fist dared to secretly attack the Red Eagle Fist and gradually seized it by trickery.
Until now, the entire Red Eagle Fist has long disappeared. Only a dilapidated dojo is the last trace. Moreover, the Evil Eye Fist's youth training camp branch seems to be established on top of the Red Eagle Fist's dojo in the next few months, completely covering it.
The man in front of me mentioned the Red Eagle Fist and the Blood Fist Feng Liusi.
Could it be that he is? !
Ajid thought of a possibility and shouted, "Are you the descendant of the Red Eagle Fist? No, you are the descendant of the Blood Fist Feng Liusi!"
"That's right." Kaxiu nodded in appreciation, and a ferocious smile appeared on his face: "I'll reward you with a move that neither Buck nor Justin has ever been able to withstand, the Nan Dou Red Eagle Fist."
"The ultimate killing secret, Blood Eagle Mouth..."
There was no excitement, no roaring, just a calm and indifferent feeling with a hint of reminiscence. Kaxiu raised his hands, and suddenly he seemed to see Feng Liusi laughing wildly in the blood-red vortex.
That was the only fighter he admired in his heart.
Blood Fist's courage and pursuit are still inferior to Kaxiu!
"What are you doing!" Many fighters rushed out from the audience, some ran towards Kashu, and some ran towards Ajid. They vaguely felt that there was a grudge between the two sides and a fight might break out. The current situation was naturally going to take sides.
There are more than a dozen fighters present, and even a dragon would have to coil up.
But Kaxiu didn't care. The moment he raised his arms, two blood-red waterfalls surged up. The steam surged and boiled, forming dangerous vortices on his shoulders and head.
Wings that look like both flame and scale spread toward the sky.
Kaxiu stood firmly on the ground with his left hand in front and his right hand behind. The surging red steam hung from his head like a gauze dress.
He stared at Ajid and the other two, as well as the other two fighters who were about to rush over to show off, with his bloodshot eyes, and smiled grimly.
"So you want to die? Then I'll eat you all!"
"Nan Dou Red Eagle Fist, ultimate killing secret, Blood Eagle Mouth!"
The next second, more than a dozen acupoints on the chest lit up at the same time. The high-pitched roar of a fierce bird pierced through gold and split stone, "Cry!!!"
Boom!!!
An extremely huge bird head rushed out from the thick fog behind Kaxiu. It was so huge that it was almost twice the size of a locomotive. The bird's beak, which shone with a metallic luster, opened inch by inch, looking extremely ferocious. Its violent eyes were bloodshot.
Beep beep beep beep!
The huge head swooped down, collapsing half of the metal arena in an instant. It rolled forward like a super heavy tank!
Anyone who stands in my way will die!