boyutpedia 282. Julius Taught To Be A Man
282. Julius Taught To Be A Man
"———————Finally, the peak moment of this competition has arrived! Today we will announce who will be crowned the 'Strongest Fighter'!"
Katahara Sheaka specially changed into a leather jacket with little coverage, wheat-colored skin matched with a beautiful figure like a hot girl, just standing here can cause a lot of crazy whistles, and a certain sister of the Katahara family Control secretly upset.
"Finally it's time to start!"
"These rounds look like they've drained my adrenaline."
"Can anyone recommend some reliable fighting clubs, I want to learn their fighting skills!"
"From this round onwards is the real 'King vs. King'! It's so exciting!"
There was a lot of discussion on the spot and online.
The amount of betting on all major markets around the world is rapidly increasing.
It's even more exaggerated than the previous two days, it's really the 'last carnival'.
"The following contestants are invited to enter!"
Katahara Sheaka didn't talk nonsense and went straight to the point.
"First of all! [Toyo Electric Power]'s fighter, Julius Reinhardt!"
At this moment, the audience closest to the stadium seemed to feel a slight vibration under their feet.
No, maybe their hearts are shaking!
That huge monster 'squeezed' into people's field of vision unreasonably.
A muscular monster accidentally created by the cutting-edge technology of German body modification.
He is 2.05 meters tall and weighs 210 kilograms.
In terms of height, he is only four centimeters taller than Garner, but his muscle mass seems to be 16 times that of Garner.
It's like the 'tyrant' who came out of Resident Evil!
Bring people the most intuitive sense of visual oppression.
In the face of this kind of pure violence, all struggles and resistances appear weak-this idea disappeared from the minds of the audience after the man appeared on the stage.
The jersey cape that symbolizes a boxer is flying.
Inherent bronze complexion, eyes that are too calm under the hood and can easily be mistaken for lack of motivation.
The man put his hands in the pockets of his shirt and walked to the center of the field step by step.
He exuded a terrifying aura all over his body.
The darkness in the passage seemed to be melted by the fire-like momentum.
The shadows linger behind, and the sun dare not get close.
The cheers in the venue stopped abruptly.
"That man finally got serious."
In a player's lounge.
Yato looked at the TV screen and sighed.
"What do you mean? Didn't he fight seriously in the previous two rounds?"
Hui Ye looked sideways.
"It can only be said that he is serious about the game. As for the fight... It depends on what he thinks. Anyway, in my opinion, he didn't show his real skills in the first two games. He has always played very well. , How can such a handy contest be called a battle?"
"——A real battle should be a fight that puts life and death aside.
There have always been world champions.
However, only 'he' is different.
Julius stared at the man in front of him with a warning sign in his heart.
Muscles are unconsciously tightening slightly.
Obviously, he thinks he is superior to the opponent in terms of physical fitness and actual combat ability, but he can't get rid of this strong sense of crisis.
"Both sides take their places!"
The referee for this game is Koishi Yamamoto.
An honest man with a big heart and a fat body.
But even if he is sandwiched between two top super first-line powerhouses, enduring the collision and squeeze of different auras, he is extremely uncomfortable, sweating profusely, and the whole person is as if he has just been fished out of the water.
"start!"
After the two sides stood still and opened their postures, they almost couldn't wait to wave their palms.
"It's still quite big when you look at it from a distance."
Gaorang's body keeps swinging slightly irregularly, and he only lands on the ground with his front feet, so that he can move with force at any time.
The other side observed every move of the opponent, and did not launch an attack as soon as the referee announced the start.
Although it is easy for him.
However, that is not an opponent who can knock him down with 'three or two hits'.
The process of attack is always accompanied by high risks.
And when the defensive end is at a serious disadvantage, the risk will rise in a straight line, like dancing on the tip of a knife.
"Fortunately, the opponent in the last game was Carlos... so I have a little 'experience' in dealing with this type of opponent
Yes, just put yourself in the position of Carlos Medel at the time.
Can't tell if it's fist wind or roar.
Julius made a terrifying shock.
And ran towards Gaorang at a speed comparable to that of an Olympic sprint champion.
Look at the momentum, it feels like doing nothing can knock people apart.
Gao Lang didn't retreat, but stayed where he was.
It wasn't until Julius came punching that he made a minimal shake, so fast it felt like a fist had gone through him.
Sprinting to get closer, he swung his arm and punched Julius in the face, suddenly changed his move halfway, turned around and exerted force, and his elbow hit his trapezius muscle like a knife.
cheated.
The other hand of Julius originally wanted to do a frontal block, but he didn't expect that Gaoran just made a feint, gave up the more controlled boxing, and chose to use the more lethal Muay Thai elbow!
This directly broke Julius' defense.
The skin exploded, and the wound part was red, swollen and bloody, which made the scalp numb, and he was almost fatally injured as soon as he came up. You must know that the position of the trapezius muscle is at the angle between the neck and the shoulder.
"The height difference is 19 centimeters, using the elbow method is too reluctant!"
Seeing this scene, Sapa couldn't help clenching his fists.
"But it is also because of this that Julius did not expect the opponent to be so 'reckless'. After all, getting too close to an opponent of his physique could easily lead to a choke fight. This is not what Gaoran is good at. field of."
Ghana stared intently and looked very seriously.
"Julius's fighting method is different from most fighters. He relies on logic and calculation to make judgments. The more Gaoran's choice breaks the common sense, the more unexpected it can be. Conversely. ... If we really use what we think is the safest tactic in theory, it will be the most dangerous."
The pain stimulated Julius's nerves, making him even more ferocious. He chased Gaoran fiercely, and his fists kept exploding the air like cannonballs.
When it comes to 'strange power', he is even better than Samurai Wakatsuki!
But Julius's direct attack style couldn't hit Gaoran at all.
Boxers are notoriously good at dodging.
On the other hand, Gaoran's counterattack was extremely fierce and effective. Julius could only raise his arms to block, trying to prevent the opponent's heavy punches aimed at his weak points.
Gaoran is not Carlos Medel, punching people is like scraping.
Don't think he is not as physically fit as Julius.
But Gaoran is also a bona fide heavyweight champion.
Julius didn't have Guan Lin Chun's superb 'reducing force' skills, so it was absolutely not advisable to rely on the strength of his muscles and the overall strength of his skeleton to forcefully take down the opponent's heavy punches.
After all, Gaoran is also very good at bypassing the thick muscles and bones and directly hitting the opponent's weak points such as internal organs. 417 "As expected."
In the contestant tunnel, Ren Nikaidou saw that under Gaoran's scalpel-like precise and powerful counterattacks, he was gradually suppressing Julius, with an ugly expression on his face.
"Gaoran Unsalvado... This man and Julius are too compatible!"
Julius's scientific tactics met a master in the world's most difficult sport, it was like comparing logical reasoning with a Go master.
The overall situation is equal, but it does not mean that the skills under his hands are also equal.
From the current point of view, the only advantage of Julius is that his physical fitness needs to crush the opponent, but the opponent will not go head-to-head with him.
Boxing.
As long as you keep dodging the opponent's attack, keep hitting the opponent.
You can easily win the game.
Fighting? Wrestling? Ground moves? What's that?
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Gaoran staggered his left and right fists, and whenever Julius wanted to counterattack, he would either raise his leg in advance to interrupt, or simply retreat back to create a distance. In short, it is absolutely impossible to face Julius's fists in a normal way.
The number of injuries visible to the naked eye on Julius increased.
It wasn't a big deal, but he was really pissed off.
"Win Salvador!!"
At close range, it is no less than the roar of a sonic weapon.
Gaoran showed discomfort.
At this time, Julius swept and kicked in the middle of the shot, the former dived quickly, and hit a heavy cannon straight punch with his right hand.
Sa!
Julius bent his arm to block it and stepped forward to slam.
It's a bit similar to Tie Shan Kao in Bajiquan.
Gao Lang was caught off guard and was thrown into the air, landing on his back and falling to the ground.
Before he could get up, Julius rolled over like a chariot. .