Hunks Don't Want Routine

Boom!

With an indomitable momentum, Moji stepped into the arena.

He crossed his arms and looked at Wu Lei'an in front of him with a smile.

Katahara Sheaxiang returned to the commentary booth, and by this time Yao Yaoling had also returned.

"Mr. Yao, these two contestants are very good, what do you think of this victory?" Katahara Sheaka handed the microphone in front of Yao Yaoling.

"Well, player Moji Robinson is a fighter with rich experience. From his record, we can see that he is very powerful."

Yao Yaoling took the microphone and began to explain, he didn't want to be called a salary thief by Katahara Sheaka again.

"And this Wu Lei'an...Although it is the first time to participate in the competition, he is a descendant of the Assassin Clan after all. He must have strength. He should be the strongest one in the Wu Clan."

"What stupid things are you talking about! You are not the strongest of the Wu clan!"

As soon as Yao Yaoling finished speaking, Wu Lei'an turned his head and looked at Yao Yaoling with a grin.

"The strongest of all!!"

"Oh! It seems that Contestant Wu Lei'an is very confident!" Katahara Sheaka said excitedly while holding the microphone, "What is your answer, Mr. Yao, to Contestant Wu's speech?"

Yao Yaoling picked up the microphone and scolded Wu Lei'an directly: "MD, you are the commentator or I am the commentator, you are so awesome to be a guest!"

"Hey, I'll kill you when I kill this person." Wu Lei'an gave Yao Yaoling a thumbs down.

Yao Yaoling raised a middle finger at him: "Shut up, you, I'm giving you a chance to be a man again for the sake of Garuda, don't give shame to you, you bastard."

"Oh!! The guests and contestants are full of gunpowder. It seems that after the top [-] is decided, there will be a very interesting match."

Although Yao Yaoling was basically explaining Xi's nonsense, Katahara Sheaka had learned to rely on Yao Yaoling's nonsense to stir up the atmosphere of the scene.

Now everyone is looking forward to how those players will challenge Yao Yaoling after the top [-].

"The players are ready, put on a posture!"

On the field, the referee has already started to order the players to prepare.

"preparation……"

"start!!"

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The first seventy-four chapters: fierce battle

At the referee's order, the two rushed towards each other at the same time, and kicked each other at the same time.

With a muffled 'bang', the two's calves collided together, making the sound of bones colliding.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Lei'an approached Moji, and quickly swung straight fists with both hands, but these fists were all blocked by Moji with his palm.

"Oh!! Now it's contestant Wu's continuous attack, but contestant Moji Robinson blocked all of these attacks..."

Katahara Sheka gave an explanation to the scene, and when he turned his head to look at Yao Yaoling, he found that the bastard started to do his homework again.

This person did not intend to seriously explain.

Helplessly, Katahara Sheaka slightly touched Yao Yaoling's shoulder with her elbow.

"Oh."

Yao Yaoling reacted, looked at the two people fighting each other in the arena, and said pretendingly: "Wu's attack speed is so fast, his APM is at least above 300."

Katahara Sheaka: "No...are you really commenting on a fighting match?"

The two were fighting on the field, while Yao Yaoling and Katahara Sheka were watching the game as the commentators.

"Come here, it seems that you can see clearly from this position."

"Eh...but is it okay?"

At this time, Garuda took Elena's hand and came to the commentary seat, and Elena became cautious when she saw that this was the commentary seat.

"it does not matter."

Jialouluo said and turned to look at Yao Yaoling.

"Ling, can Elena and I sit here and watch the game?"

"Oh, of course."

"That's great~"

Katahara Sheka: "..."

Letting two irrelevant people sit in the commentary booth, it seems... It doesn't seem to be a big deal.

Anyway, these two children are quite cute, Katahara Sheka simply let them sit in the commentary booth to watch the game.

The screen cuts back to the stage.

Wu Lei'an's attacks became more and more violent, while Maoji was always in a passive defense state. Although he blocked almost every move, he seldom fought back, and every time he fought back, Wu Lei'an also blocked him.

Katahara Sheaka stood up and looked at the battle situation on the field, and explained loudly with the microphone: "So far, the number of shots taken has been taken by Uleian. Will he maintain this advantage?"

While Yao Yaoling was doing his homework, he chatted with Garuda occasionally and took a look at the situation on the field.

He found two problems. The first is that Wu Lei'an didn't use any skills at all. It's hard to say whether he didn't use it on purpose or didn't know it at all.The second is that Moji didn't do his best.

After a round of attacks, although Wu Lei'an had been actively attacking and Maoji was passively defending, in the end it was Wu Lei'an who had a lot of blood on his body, while Maoji was unscathed.

Wu Lei'an didn't care about the wound on his body at all, he swung his bloody hand forward, and the blood splashed directly into Moji's eyes.

"Well……"

Although it was a small trick, it unexpectedly worked. The moment Moji closed his eyes, Wu Leian quickly grabbed his collar and swung his fist to beat him down.

Snapped!

When the fist was about to land on Mokichi's face, he suddenly stretched out his hand with his eyes closed, and put his fingers into Goreian's fist, forming a cross-fingered look with both hands.

"So that's it, ancient Jiu-Jitsu?" Yao Yaoling frowned.

The biggest difference between ancient martial arts and modern fighting is that there are no forbidden parts. In today's society, large or small fighting events are expressly prohibited from breaking fingers, and boxing competitions are black boxing, so there are not so many limit.

After clasping Goreian's fingers, Mokichi smiled slightly, and quickly turned his hand downwards.

For ordinary people, the joints would have been dislocated in such a short time, but Wu Lei'an suddenly laughed out loud, his arm and wrist joints moved at the same time, and in turn clasped Moji's arm.

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"Okay, I actually cracked the finger joint technique."

On the top stand, Katahara Mietou stroked his beard and watched the battle situation on the field with great interest.

Wu Huiliyang on the side smiled and said: "Of course, there is no trick that the Wu clan can't crack."

The Wu clan is a specialized fighting race, which began to develop from the Asuka era in Japan [-] years ago. Through the marriage contract between the males of the Wu clan and the daughters of the Wu clan, or the females of the Wu clan obtained 'sources' from the outside. 'in production.

Generation after generation, almost every Wu clan in this generation can be regarded as a natural warrior.

"Speaking of which, looking at the development of your Wu clan, the main thing is to absorb external blood to achieve continuous strengthening."

"Yes."

"Then why do you have such a big opinion on the fact that your great-granddaughter is with Yao Xiaoyou?" Katahara Miitou said with a smile, "The gene carried by Yao Xiaoyou is definitely the top in the world, which should be in line with your Wu clan. interests are right."

"What a joke!!!"

As soon as he heard that it was about Jialouluo, Wu Huiliyang immediately became restless.

"That's my cutest great-granddaughter!! Why do you want to do that kind of thing for the Wu clan!?"

"Oh ho ho ho, in fact, I am really looking forward to it. If little friend Yao and the Wu clan combine, what kind of monster will be born." Katahara Mietang laughed.

Wu Huili's teeth itch with this angry laugh.

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On the field, the battle situation changes rapidly.

Originally, Wu Lei'an showed a strong fighting talent, but his moves were still out of order.

Although he cracked Moji's joint skills, Moji suddenly changed his style and used boxing. Wu Lei'an couldn't get used to it all of a sudden, and he received several punches on the head.

And just when he was about to fight back with the last hit, Moji grabbed the wrist he was hitting and threw him over his shoulder, throwing him to the ground, his head was smashed and bleeding directly.

"Forgive me, I can't show mercy to you."

Seeing Goreian stuck upside down on the ground like a green onion, Mokichi turned around and made a sign of the cross on his chest.

"Rest And Peace."

He fell on his head and would never be able to stand up under normal circumstances.

This is just normal.

Click!

Before taking two steps, Moji suddenly felt a palpitation.

And this palpitation came from behind him.

Wu Lei'an slowly stood up from the ground, and there was still a wound on his head from being thrown over his shoulder.

At this time, the blood vessels on his body began to protrude, and the skin all over his body gradually turned purple.

Although he didn't know what it was, but feeling the pressure from Wu Lei'an, Moji knew that this might be a fierce battle.

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"Wu Lei'an, that bastard!!"

On the top stand, Wu Huiliyang grabbed the railing and looked at Wu Lei'an, whose blood vessels had bulged and his skin turned purple, his eyes were full of rage.

"Using the 'Secret Technique' in public!"

When Wu Lei'an was thrown over his shoulder and fell to the ground, he already felt disgraced. He never thought that he would dare to do such a thing now.

This is definitely not a tactic to use in front of an audience.