hero?it must be me

Even if it's a street fight between punks, I'm afraid they won't adopt this posture.

Because of this posture, there is no concept of [defense] at all.

From head to toe, it is showing the meaning of "he is about to punch over".

Must say...

Almost like an angry beast.

A "beast" that no longer considers the gains and losses of survival, no longer considers the difference between strength and weakness, but simply wants to share life and death with the opponent.

In Titus' view, perhaps only that kind of thing would adopt such a stupid posture.

however……

Facing this stupid posture, Titus Baiyang felt...oppressed.

(Damn... what is this... strange power!)

Titus still finds it unbelievable to understand why he became what he is now after replaying in his mind.

All the equipment in his body are good things made with a lot of money.

To use an easy-to-understand example, someone like Rusty Brass Ingra might have to do his best to cause a certain amount of damage to this set of armor.

But it was such a good thing, but it couldn't catch the punch of the man in front of him.

There is no doubt that that fist has the power to change the outcome of a match with just one blow.

Moreover, what is amazing is not only the strength of the fist, but also the speed of the instant activation.

Facing Zheng Qi who was obviously waiting for him to strike first, Titus involuntarily closed his eyes.

When he saw Yao Knight reappearing in the arena, to be honest, Titus felt as if he had "lived" again at that moment.

That is an emotion that is difficult to describe with simple words and words.

But one thing is certain.

Titus Poplar, eager to complete his vengeance.

He wants to complete an impassioned revenge, and he wants to seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to prove his true worth!

For this day, he has been brewing for a long time.

but……

(I thought it was just a special layman...)

At this moment, anger, vision, passion, all evaporated.

Facing Zheng Qi, Titus Baiyang had to admit one thing.

From the first round of the duel, this was no longer a confrontation.

This is a challenge.

A challenge to be able to reach the peak.

(After becoming the face of the Knights of the Blade Helm, how long have I not felt this way?)

(...Really, I can't stand it... Red Pine Knights, where did those little girls find such a [monster]?)

"Hey...haha..."

The left-handed knight laughed softly: "That's really good..."

"I really earned it by meeting you before meeting that guy."

He opened his eyes and stared at Zheng Qi: "Thanks to you, I finally woke up!"

"Really? That's a pity."

Zheng Qi replied calmly: "Next, you should go back to sleep again."

"That's—"

The man suddenly swung his halberd, and the violent wind stirred up his own blood.

Titus moves forward!

——Towards Zheng Qi, he charged again!

"It's not good!!!"

Even after bearing a heavy blow from Zheng Qi, Titus's skills didn't seem to be affected in any way—no!wrong!It should be said that this time his advance was even faster and more powerful than the last time!

The speed was so fast that it seemed to drag a series of afterimages of him in the eyes of every audience.

Facing Titus who still chose to charge from the front, Zheng Qi's response was a left fist burning with golden ripples——

"when!"

but!

This time, Titus' halberd hit Zheng Qi's throat first!

This vigorous thrust from bottom to top seems to be able to stop Zheng Qi's huge body pressing forward.

Titus' offense did not end here!

He twisted his waist and rotated his arms, and the halberd turned into a rain of cold blades in his hands, washing Zheng Qi's entire upper body with precise and fierce momentum!

In an instant, Zheng Qi's upper body seemed to be enveloped by that continuous cold light.

What can be heard endlessly is the crisp sound of metal colliding with each other.

That was the movement caused by Titus' halberd colliding with Zheng Qi's body.

"Suppress, suppress!"

Big Mouth Mobu shouted loudly: "The left-handed knight launched a series of ferocious counterattacks! Faced with the uninterrupted halberd attack, Zheng Qi did not make any defenses—no, or that he is gone at this moment. What about the margin of defense?!"

"Attack, forward! Attack!! Forward!!! Titus Baiyang is oppressing the helpless Zheng Qi step by step!!!!"

In an instant, thunderous cheers exploded in the arena.

People were shouting, asking Titus to completely defeat Zheng Qi!

But Titus didn't have the strength to listen to the uproar.

(Continue like this……)

(just keep at it...)

At the center of it all, Titus clenched his remaining teeth, not having time to deal with the hot blood rolling in his throat.

Because every time he swung the halberd and hit Zheng Qi, a heavy force would bounce back from the strong muscles, along the halberd, twisting his wrist.

Only Titus himself understood that every time he hit Zheng Qi, if he was half-slack, he would not even be able to hold the halberd in his hand!

(...If this goes on, what can I do if I continue to persevere?)

The pure white suit was torn apart by the sharp blade.

Those muscles, like muscles cast from D32 steel, were revealed in front of Titus' eyes.

Looking at the unscathed giant body, Titus Baiyang couldn't help but flash such an idea in his heart.

(This guy……!)

Staring at Zheng Qi who remained expressionless, Titus suddenly turned the halberd in his hand.

"—Don't underestimate people!!!"

He jumped up and turned his body in the air, giving the halberd an unprecedented force.

This is undoubtedly a blow of sacrifice!

"……Hey."

The corners of Zheng Qi's mouth twitched slightly.

Responding to the head-splitting blow, Zheng Qi listened to the sound of the wind driven by the halberd, and golden lightning flashed suddenly above the giant body.

Then, he tilted his head back slightly.

"Chong!"

The head hammer of the flesh and blood smashed the falling halberd blade into pieces with such ease!

Immediately afterwards, Titus in mid-air heard Zheng Qi's voice.

"Titus, not bad."

Immediately, his field of vision was overwhelmed by the radiance bursting out from that right fist.

Titus Baiyang, for the second time today, lost consciousness.

Chapter 207 Chapter 37: He is very strong

dark.

Deep and silent darkness.

Someone once said that the feeling of waking up from unconsciousness is like gradually floating towards the surface of the sea from the deep sea where even light cannot reach.

During this process, you will gradually regain your body, limbs, body, and mind, as if they all return little by little under the light that gradually permeates your vision.

Eventually, when you realize that you are [waking up], the darkness fades and the light arrives.

You're really coming to the surface—really waking up.

And for Titus Baiyang at this moment, using such a metaphor to describe his current experience really couldn't be more suitable.

When the darkness is slowly fading from my field of vision, when the blurry scene is gradually becoming clearer, when the noise in my ears is becoming more and more intense, when my body is gradually conveying the cool touch of the stadium ground into my mind ...

When the consciousness is breaking free from the entangled haze.

Titus Baiyang, suddenly woke up.

Lying on the ground, he supported the ground with his hands, suddenly straightened his upper body, and looked directly in front of him.

(...Damn it, I actually... actually...)

It was Zheng Qi who caught his eyes first and captured his full attention.

It was Zheng who had combed his hair back into a meticulous back, tore off the suit jacket that had become rotten during the confrontation, and stood there shirtless, as if he had just taken something out of his pocket and put it in his mouth. device.

Titus took a closer look, and it appeared to be some kind of candy.

The brightly colored wrapping paper was half-opened, revealing the milky white candy inside.

Zheng Qi, who was holding the candy with one hand, also noticed Titus who was holding up his upper body.

He silently gathered the half-faded wrapping paper with his fingers, rewrapped the candy, and put the candy back into his trouser pocket.

"Do you want to fight again?"

Looking at Titus Baiyang who got up, Zheng Qi asked.

His tone was flat and his face was calm.

It wasn't provocative or intimidating, but a tone as if asking a friend if he wanted another drink.

"..."

Standing up, Titus Baiyang lowered his head and did not answer immediately,

His hands clenched into fists, and the force made the metal armor covering his palms creak.

After being silent for a second, Titus, who closed his eyes, seemed to take a deep breath.

"……no need."

he replied.

"You can stand up again."

Zheng Qi said: "If you can stand up and use your strength, even if you want to fight again, it's okay."

"Being unconscious in a duel, what's the difference between being defeated...no, and being dead?"

Titus raised his head and looked in the direction of the referee's seat.

It stands to reason that this fight, in fact, was over when I fought this guy for the first time.