bookbashuk 281. Quarterfinals, Opening!
281. Quarterfinals, Opening!
After a lapse of one day, for the audience, it was just returning to this domed arena where countless people's desires gathered, but for the fighters, it felt like returning to their hometown, an inexplicable feeling.
The body can't help but enter the battle state. Even though he knows that he has no chance to continue fighting, he is still infected by the fiery atmosphere.
"Jumi, Gina, Garuda...Look over there!"
It was still the original auditorium seat, and suddenly he pointed at a certain place and shouted excitedly.
The girls who just took their seats looked subconsciously.
Then, he couldn't help taking a deep breath.
Not only them, many people noticed and made small exclamations.
There is no other reason.
It's in a huge viewing room adjacent to the VIP room on the top floor.
A group of "creatures" with different temperaments and strong bodies gathered together, spread out, and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. They could almost see the "257" inside the venue, and the people in the venue could look up. discover their existence.
... It's better to say, it's strange if you can't find it.
Because their aura is too oppressive!
It looks particularly eye-catching in the auditorium, let alone gathered together.
If ordinary people are the flames, they are the torches.
Burning blazingly, exuding dazzling light and heat.
"Wakatsuki Samurai, Carlos, Sapain, Sekibayashi Jun, Himuro Ryo, Imai Cosmos, Rito, Inaba Ryo, Chiba Takayuki... and 'Midou no Ya'?! The first two rounds were defeated All the fighters who were eliminated actually came to watch the match, and they all gathered together! It’s simply an ‘all-star lineup!’”
"Mobile phone! Where is the phone! I want to take a picture of it. This is a historic scene. I probably won't have the chance to see so many strong people in the same frame again in the future!"
"There should still be a chance. If the Fist Club wants to enter the world, it will inevitably collide with the internal and external fighting worlds of other worlds. Maybe we can see a real fighting world in our lifetime.
'World Fighting Championships'. "
Although Garuda was trying to appease, she was also a little excited, full of longing for the future that was about to usher in a big reshuffle.
In the final analysis, the blood of the "Wu Clan" also flows in her bones.
On the top floor of the venue, there is an exclusive VIP room for all fighters.
"Hey, Liren, don't worry about your hands."
Bingshiliang took a look at the palms wrapped like zongzi, and pretended to ask casually.
"It's okay. According to the anatomy doctor in the infirmary, it won't affect my future performance."
The manager grinned.
"Really? I always feel that some changes have taken place in you."
"Who says it's not? If you were beaten like that by a girl, if you don't feel anything in your heart, then you can't say that you are overly optimistic, but a standard stupid pig."
Adam, who has tattoos engraved on his arm and is full of bad gangsters on the streets of the United States, mocked unceremoniously.
"Ha! Didn't you also lose in the first round? What are you looking for!"
The manager's forehead was bulging with blue veins.
"'Ya' was also defeated in the first battle, can you be the same as him? However, I am similar to you in being beaten up and running around, so I have no right to mock you, but I don't know what you think, I am I am not willing to lose to that kind of frivolous uncle, sooner or later I will beat him until he can no longer laugh!"
Adam snorted coldly, leaving the reasonable man speechless.
And many people who heard these words couldn't help but glance at a man in a black suit and a serious man among them from the corner of their eyes.
This person is the 'Father of Destroyer' - Garner scolded.
"Then you may have to work hard for a long time." Guan Linchun crossed his arms, gloating and said: "Chujian is not at the same level as us fighters who have stopped at the top 32 or 16. If you want to win him, even Ghana will not be able to win." It will definitely be done, didn't you see that even Wakatsuki was defeated?"
"Mistake, that guy gained a lot after fighting Igarashi Yato."
Samurai Wakatsuki frowned, feeling rather entangled. He originally came here for the 'tooth', but was knocked down by his former opponent. Although it can't be said to be embarrassing, he was still a little bit unwilling and felt that he was too careless.
"It's not just 'floating clouds'..."
Imai Xiaoyu put his hand on the glass of the floor-to-ceiling window, his expression was surprisingly calm, and he felt an indescribable loneliness.
"Gaolang, Julius, Muteba, Kuroki Gensai, and the seriously injured Aguya, Okubo, Lu Tian, Wu Leian...there are too many, and this knockout match has too much strength An extraordinary monster, I am afraid that only Mr. Garner and Mr. Wakatsuki can fight against it."
"The gap in strength is too obvious, let me fight again, and I have no confidence to beat Muteba.
"Hi, Imai."
The ice room took a serious tone.
"It's nothing to lose, if you don't even have the courage to fight again, then you've really lost.
"That's right, you are the youngest player in our loser's bracket. If you even give up, wouldn't it make our efforts ridiculous?"
Shi Yuan just put his arms around his neck, reprimanded him pretending to be dissatisfied...
"Cough cough cough...Sorry sorry, I said something wrong, I apologize."
Imai Xiaoyu was so strangled that his face turned blue, and he quickly slapped the opponent's arm to express that he had surrendered.
"Although it's frustrating, part of it is also true." At this time, Garner spoke slowly, staring at the arena, and said in a low voice: "It's like before I lost the game, I couldn't imagine that the opponent would be so strong. But as far as I am concerned, naturally, the more strong the better, then I can see more clearly...the road ahead."
"And this world is still very exciting. Now that we have come here, it is a pity not to continue."
When everyone heard the words, they were thoughtful, and their eyes became brighter.
It seems that something has been figured out because of the words of Garner and others.
Meanwhile, the player lounge.
"Is there really no need to do some 'preparation' in advance?"
Ren Nikaido frowned, and said to Julius who was sitting on a chair in front of him and doing muscle exercises with a barbell that was more than twice his body weight.
"Although your 'Endangered Time Lag Phenomenon' is easier to trigger than ordinary people, your opponent is not a third-rate guy. He already knows your cards and will definitely find a way to defeat you before you trigger it, so take advantage of it now. We're here to help you do some 'bedding' so you might be able to catch your opponent off guard.
As one of the rare brain power faction in the thug group hired by Hayami Katsumasa, the second-order 3.0 Doren undoubtedly hopes to improve the winning rate of his companions.
only.......
"Hole card? My reliance has never been the kind of thing that doesn't work at all times."
Julius's tone did not fluctuate, the muscles in his hands swelled, and the veins and blood vessels were like earthworms burrowing through the flesh and blood. It was so terrifying that it made one's scalp numb.
The barbell, which was bigger than Ren Nikaidouren's entire body, was like plasticine. His hands slowly kneaded it into a ball of iron, and then he pressed his palms together and crushed it hard!
Seeing this scene, Nikaidou Ren's expression was horrified, and he took several steps back.
"You...your muscle strength has improved...?!"
"With rigidity and softness, the strength of muscles is the real power, and all fancy skills will be defeated by me.
Julius stood up, stooped like a giant, and walked out of the lounge.
Monsters are coming. .