death of hope

Both parties picked up the arms and approached slowly sideways.
According to competition rules,

Jinguji Takatoshi stretched out his arms and fist bumped to show friendship.

This move made Tohru very anxious: "Fool! This is an underground black boxing!"

Asbellante smiled slyly, thinking that the guy opposite was too stupid.
I will definitely win this game easily today, Eazy Money~
Pretending to fist bump, he suddenly dived and threw him.

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"You're just playing dirty, right? Okay!"

Long Jun was very angry, and his reaction speed was not affected by his emotions. He leaned forward and pressed down, making a perfect anti-fall posture.

The two began to wrestle in a stalemate, and the big black bear found that the other party was so strong that continuing to wrestle was tantamount to seeking death.

(Fortunately, I took a strong stimulant before the game, otherwise, I would have been thrown out by this kid...)
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Being experienced, he did not panic. He looked for opportunities to distance himself, resumed his standing stance, and continuously threw jabs to test for flaws.

(They are all front hand punches...this big black guy is too timid.)
Long Jun felt that the opponent's punches were not very powerful, so instead of wasting energy to dodge, he raised his frame and used his arms to resist the wave of output.
Feeling that it was almost done, he suddenly threw out a big punch.

The fist carried the whistling wind, and a "Whoo!" sound came from the side of the big black bear's head, almost passing through the earlobe,

For a moment, he felt that his eardrums were injured by the wind of the fist...

(It’s so scary. If this happens...

Fortunately, taking drugs has improved my reaction speed...)
Long Jun didn't know why, and even praised the other party: "It's very fast, uncle~"

"Fool!" Tetsuya scolded: "Hurry up! That guy is a famous medicine pot!

If he takes a urine sample, he can detect the periodic table of elements~"

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Taking advantage of Long Jun's heavy punch, the big black bear suddenly kicked out a powerful and heavy low sweep with his left leg, using his hard tibia to kick the fragile back of the knee joint.

If the blow is serious this time, he may fall to the ground or be injured in the serious case.

Long Jun's reaction speed is not like that of a heavyweight player at all, and is even much faster than that of a featherweight player.
Lift your knees to defend, slightly adduct your ankles, and hit your tibia at a perfect angle.

(How is that possible?! My calves have been surgically strengthened... So what's going on with this guy's bone density...)
The big black bear's low sweep felt as if he had kicked a steel bar. The pain made him grin, and the diamonds embedded in his teeth reflected the light.

If it weren't for the carbon plate implanted on the outside of his tibia, Long Jun would have raised his knees to block.It would definitely give him an open fracture in his calf.

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"Nice defense! Beer!"

Yamato Tetsuya jumped directly onto his seat, spitting and yelling, seeming to have forgotten the senator next to him.

The old lady smiled and shook her head: "Young man, you are so energetic~"

The host took the microphone and shouted: "The big black bear's expression is in pain, can his legs still survive the competition!?"

Long Jun watched his opponent hop back in embarrassment on one leg without pursuing him.

"Idiot! I just complimented you! What a waste of a great opportunity!" Tetsuya punched his fist angrily, wishing he could play on his own:

"What are you doing standing there?! Take advantage of his illness and kill him!"

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Tetsuya yelled with spittle splashing all over the senator's white hair, making the bodyguard frown:

"Sir, do you want me to remind him?"

"It doesn't matter, he is still a child~"

The old lady didn't care and wiped her head with a tissue:

"Young man, it's boring for you to watch the game with the old lady here. Why not go to the edge of the ring and help your children~"

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"My Lady Countess..."

Tetsuya calmed down and felt bad.
If you offend a big shot, please don’t affect the family business. Please bow your head quickly:
"Sorry... I'm rude..."

"If the golden retriever loses, my money will be wasted~" The old lady smiled and waved:

"Go ahead and give your little one some advice~"

"Excuse me for now~!" Tetsuya bowed and thanked him, grabbed the railing with both hands and jumped straight down from the auditorium, landing firmly on the ground.

The bodyguard captain's eyes lit up and he thought to himself: (Ouch, the little guy is not bad~)

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When the staff saw a spectator leaving the stage, they immediately came to stop them:

"No one is allowed to come near."

"I am the coach of player No. 15."

"You said yes?! Where's the work permit?" Tetsuya snorted, lifted up his clothes, turned around and showed the tattoo on his back;
"I don't have a work permit, is this okay?"

"Shan... Mountain King Association..." The staff was so frightened that their legs trembled: "Qinglong White Tiger... is still a high-level member..."

"Are you scared? Get out of the way!"

Tetsuya pushed the opponent away and walked straight towards the straw pile, just in time to see the big black bear throw a straight punch.
Long Jun's control of the distance was quite good. He moved out of the opponent's arms with a butterfly step. It was supposed to be safe. However, the opponent did not follow the rules at all.
Asbelant deliberately stretched out his fingers to poke those silver-gray eyes.

Tetsuya exclaimed: "Referee! Didn't you see it because you cut in the eye? It's a foul!"

The referee said nothing and the game continued.

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"Ouch!"

Long Jun covered his face, wailed, and backed away.

He was chased by the opponent a few more punches and kicked, and he leaned against the fence with a high frame and was beaten passively.

Seeing the opportunity to end the game, the big black bear rushed forward and launched a combination of punches, as if he was practicing punching a sandbag.

A few punches hit the chin, and a mid-swing kick hit the liver. The damage caused was enough to knock out several times.

However, the ones who beat them were a little tired, and those who were beaten were stunned without even shaking.

(What’s going on with this kid’s resistance?!
Is this still not human?Transform people? ! )
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Seeing his brother being beaten, Toru also cursed angrily: "Are you blind? The referee just committed a foul!"

There was no whistle and the referee was still watching.

Long Jun persisted until the offensive weakened, and rushed forward to hug him to ease the attack. The big black bear who was hugging his waist responded with an elbow, hitting the bridge of his nose.

This time, Long Jun was finally shaken, and he was forced to let go of his wrestling position, and received another low sweep.
This time he didn't lift his knees to block, and the strengthened tibia directly hit the inside of his knees. The pain caused him to half kneel down, and after receiving two kicks, he stood up unsteadily.

"Stop holding on! You lose!" Asbelant roared and attacked continuously; "Fall down! Fall down! Bastard!"

A few punches hit the back of the head. Long Jun's ears were buzzing, but he still stood tenaciously. The furious opponent began to step on his toes again.

Tetsuya hammered the straw pile and cursed: "Asshole! He hit the back of the head! He stepped on his toe! Are you so blind, referee?!"

"Ding Ding Ding!"

The staff rang the bell: "First round, over!"

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Long Jun put down the armrest and stood there rubbing his eyes.

Asbelante took the opportunity to chisel an elbow on the brow bone. The elbow was like a knife. A crack was made in the skin above the brow bone. It merged with the blood from the nose and stained the beard red, dripping from the chin.

"The end bell has rung! No more calls allowed!"

For such a blatant foul, the game should be stopped directly or the offender should be awarded a loss.

However, the referee only gave a slight scolding and ordered both parties to rest in the corner.

Although most people were optimistic about Asbellante and bought him to win, there were still boos in the stadium.

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Tetsuya jumped over the straw pile and hugged Takajun who was rubbing his eyes:

"Your eyes! Are you okay?!"

"I'm fine..." Long Jun opened his swollen eyes:
"His fingernails poked my eyelids. If it had been lower, I might have gone blind..."

Che also held out three fingers: "Look, what is this?"

"Three...my eyes are fine...don't worry..."

"It scared me to death... If you were blind, Yuna..."

Tetsuya breathed a sigh of relief,

He turned around and glared angrily at the opponent and the referee, opening and closing his fingers as if searching for the trigger of a revolver.

The Smith & Wesson Centennial Edition pistol was a birthday gift from my father and I didn't bring it today.

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(You bastards! I’m going to kill you!)

This isn't the first time I've had this kind of impulse, but it's definitely the strongest.

(No, there are too many people...and...the senator is still watching on the stage,
I have to...keep calm...)
Take continuous deep breaths to suppress the rising murderous intent.
He asked the staff for a small plastic stool and helped Long Jun, whose face was covered with blood, to the corner of the field:

"Sit down! You stupid disciple who doesn't listen to advice!"