From Fist Wishing Blade to Muscle King Ming

Chapter 137 Real men don't defend themselves!

"Ladies and gentlemen, were you too excited to sleep last night?"

"Thank you for your patronage, don't worry, we will start right now!"

After breakfast and morning exercise, I heard the announcement of Shea Xiangjiang on the radio.

"The Fist Wishing Contest is a different kind of war between two companies!"

"Fighters practice desperately, break through physical limitations, and surpass human limits, just to shine on this stage!"

"They use real strength and skill to decide the outcome and compete for their own glory."

"The blood is rushing, the physical body is collapsing, and it will bring fierce battles to everyone!"

"That!"

"Then who will be the strongest person left until the end?"

"let us wait and see!"

"Now, the second day of the Fist Wish Desperate Tournament officially begins!"

Boom boom boom!
As Shenxiang's voice fell, the special effects flew around the field, and the exciting music exploded. The emotions of the audience on the field were directly ignited by the fiery atmosphere just after the opening scene.

"Let's welcome the contestants into the arena!"

"Pro Wrestling VS Sumo!"

"Riben's most popular ground fighting event has finally come together today."

It may be the first scene, Shea Xiang roared harder and louder, one speaker per person, the sound actually suppressed the cheers of the [-] spectators.

"The first man to appear is a troubled boy of the yokozuna level in the sumo world, Dozuru!"

"The height is 194 cm, the weight is 159 kg, and the boxing record is 7 wins and 0 losses."

"A fighter belonging to the Misfortune Valley Company, the ghost king Shanzun who is titled "Tuhou Fighting King"!"

As her voice fell, a tall and burly young man with a big arm and a round waist, wearing a skirt-like wrestling costume, walked out of the entrance passage.

"Haha. The National Essence is here!"

"Henggang. Henggang suppresses everything!"

After appearing on the stage, the Tubi boy just made a few sumo wrestling moves casually, which immediately aroused the cheers of the audience.

No way, as a "national skill" sumo has so much influence in Japan.

And don't look at the shitty title of Ghost King Shanzun, but his two older brothers are both Henggang-level masters, and they are also in a detached position in the sumo world.

"His opponent is the face of professional wrestling, the angel of destruction from hell."

Sheath Xiang didn't pause, and immediately introduced the next fighting skill.

"The height is 196 cm, the weight is 141 kg, and the boxing record is 57 wins and 1 losses."

"Gangdai company fighter, wrestling champion nicknamed Hell Angel, Guan Linchun!"

Amidst the explosion sound effects, Guan Lin combed his sumo hair like Guiwangshan, and when he came out, he opened his hands with a smile on his face and booed towards the audience.

Showing is also part of wrestling.

The live effect is directly full!

"Sumo. Ghost King Mountain. Ghost King Mountain!"

"Wrestling. Guan Lin Guan Lin Chun!"

When the two talents came on stage, there was a sensational cheer.

"This bastard who cracked down on match-fixing!"

"How dare he...defile his sumo?"

Seeing Guan Lin combing the same sumo hair as himself, Gui Wangshan, a young earth cleaver, was so angry that his teeth itched.

"This title.!"

Looking at the boy with thick legs and round waist, Leng Kong was speechless about his title.

Everyone else is God of War, God of Thunder, Demon Man, Demon Spear, and Guan Lin is also known as the Prison Angel.

But what is he called the fighting king of the soil?
It's so low, okay!
It doesn't feel as powerful as his name "Ghost King Mountain".

"Very imposing, isn't it?"

"I heard that every delinquent boy in Japan wants to have the title of "Tubi"!
Azumi, who has been studying at her own girls' school since she was in school, shouted with a half-knowledge.

"Uh yes. Very powerful!"

The corner of Leng Kong's mouth twitched, bad aesthetics are so bad, what can he say?
"The so-called dodo is actually a sumo ring."

Koizumi-chan, who was sitting next to him, explained: "With this title, it means that Ghost King Mountain is the absolute king in the sumo ring!"

Well, the king = earthen king!

The corner of Leng Kong's mouth curled down. The culture is different. What can he say?
But no matter how he explains it, he thinks this title is LOW.

On the field,

Seeing that Wang Shan is so impatient, it's only because he changed his hairstyle that his veins popped out of anger.

Guan Lin purposely made a face at him,
"Young man, are you angry?
"Your mentality is bad!"

"Don't forget that wrestlers and sumo wrestlers are both performers, and the purpose is to entertain the audience."

"It seems that your professionalism is not enough!"

Guan Lin taught Gui Wangshan how to create an atmosphere and perform in the tone of a senior.

Because his acting skills are professional!
"pre"

Seeing that the fighters were in place, the referee raised his hand, but only uttered a single word. The angry Guiwangshan took a step forward and pressed his right hand on the top of Guan Lin's head.

boom!
Just slam it on the ground,

"asshole!"

"If you play fake matches, don't give me any pride, bastard!"

As soon as the Tubei boy spoke, the chain of contempt for fighting appeared.

As a sumo wrestler, Dobi totally looked down on wrestling, which was half watching and half competing.

"what?"

"The battle hasn't started yet, is it going to end?"

Seeing Guan Lin lying motionless on the ground, the referee panicked.

"Cut, boring!"

Gui Wangshan let go of Guan Lin's headband that he had torn off just now, and before the referee announced the result, he turned around with disdain and prepared to leave the arena.

What kind of strength can a mere counterfeiter have?
But when he heard his footsteps leaving, Guan Lin, who was still motionless just now, suddenly jumped up, and stretched out his arms from behind Guiwangshan to wrap him tightly in his arms.

"Hehe. How's it going, kid?"

"My acting skills are good, right?"

boom!
After finishing speaking, exerting all his strength, Guiwangshan felt his body rise up,
In the next second, the back of the head exploded into a big crater in the ground that had just been filled, and the big mouth opened and blood spurted out immediately.

Guan Lin, who had finished the performance, had already stood up and waved his arms towards the auditorium, starting to create an atmosphere.

"Guan Lin. Guan Lin!"

"Guan Lin. Guan Lin!"

Sure enough, the cheers for him sounded instantly.

"The bastard who fights against match-fixing!"

Guiwangshan turned somersault with agility that didn't match his body, and hit Guan Lin's head hard with the head hammer, who was interacting with the audience.

Afterwards, both feet exerted force, pushing against Guan Lin's body forcefully.

Bang!
During the rapid advancement, Guan Lin knocked out a huge network-like depression in the wall abruptly.

"That's why I like the ring! Haha"

Seeing this scene, Leng Kong laughed excitedly.

Fighter's body is hard, Ghost King Mountain doesn't even have physical characteristics, he slaps the back of his head and vomits blood, and he seems to be fine when he stands up.

No wonder, I beat someone to death in front of me, but the other party jumped out after a few days.

According to Yingchu, Masaki Meguro, whose eyes were popped, ears were plugged, and his brain was overflowing, was frozen in Hayamizu and sent back to the company.

From what he said, it seemed that the injury could be saved.

It's outrageous!
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
On the field, the battle has reached a fever pitch.

The Tubei boy blocked Guan Lin in a corner, and the sumo wrestler kept bombarding his face.

"Uncle, remember, your wrestling is just a performance!"

While bombarding, he also roared angrily: "But our sumo wrestling is different!"

"We wrestlers are here to become the strongest!"

"How could I lose to you, the bastard who cracked down on match-fixing?"

Seventy wrestlers in sumo wrestling were released one by one on Guan Lin by the local bully boy,
The blood was soaring, and even Guan Lin, who was as strong as Guan Lin, couldn't bear it, his head drooped crookedly.

"what?"

"Guan Lin couldn't bear the strength of sumo, did he pass out?"

Shea Xiang saw from the big screen that Guan Lin was about to lose consciousness and roared as he was born.

"It's over, bastard!"

Guiwangshan charged his arm with strength, pointed his elbow at Guan Lin's drooping chin and slammed into it, ready to end the battle.

But Guan Lin, who was dying just now, suddenly came back to life with full blood, pressing his palms on the wall and jumping up.

Then it slammed down in a straight line, pressing Guiwangshan firmly under him.

"How about it?"

"Are my acting skills okay?"

This is Guan Lin's fighting style, completely abandoning defense, using his body to forcefully attack all opponents' attacks, supplemented by his extraordinary acting skills, bringing the audience the highest enjoyment.

A perfect performance is the best compliment to a wrestler.

"It's useless, bastard!"

Gui Wangshan slammed Guan Lin's face with his palms to force him back, stood up and spat blood,
He roared: "Don't forget, our wrestlers are more durable than your wrestlers!"

Is it true that the fat and swollen figures of their wrestlers are vegetarians?

Although the explosive power is not strong, but in terms of endurance, Tubi said that he would not accept anyone.

"Haha. Isn't this hot blood?"

Guan Lin, who was beaten with blood all over his face, opened his mouth and walked in front of Ghost King Mountain.

There was no extra movement, the hand knife had already been cut straight out.

defense?

He, Guan Lin, never defended himself!

Haha
"Asshole, am I afraid of you?"

Oniwangshan Sumo pushed his palms to keep up.

The two completely abandoned their defenses and came together forcefully.

Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
You give me a palm!
I'll give you a knife!

Say hello to each other's faces!

Use the simplest moves to give the audience the highest enjoyment.

The cold air outside the arena is also full of excitement, because this kind of passion to the flesh is completely impossible to achieve with skills.

　The last chapter was sealed again, hey.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)