roccoschili Chapter 94 - 88: Are You Really My Brother?
Chapter 94 - 88: Are You Really My Brother?
The crowd roared, and the spotlights surrounded him. Xu Baiyan felt like he was walking on cotton with tens of thousands of eyes focused on him....
"Guangkun, surely victorious!"
"Guangkun, surely victorious!"
"Guangkun, surely victorious!
...
The overwhelming cheers were deafening.
"So young, to bear such glory, indeed I, Su Yue, am the tide rider of this era.
"Why am I so excellent, even you, not to mention myself, find me admirable."he stands had already fallen silent.
Too frightening.
Fists like raindrops, continuously producing sonic booms, truly chilling.
Bai Zhao’s condition improved steadily.
Earlier, as Su Yue dodged, Bai Zhao was equally observing his evading habits.
By now, Su Yue could no longer leisurely dodge attacks; he was forced to clash fists and feet with him.
Rumble!
Rumble!
The two figures intertwined, their speed akin to phantoms.
The arena floor made of special material, indestructible, yet even so, a shallow footprint appeared, illustrating the brutality of their battle.
Clang!
The first round ended, the referee directly separated the two.
Su Yue sat in the rest area, struggling to inhale deeply.
Bai Zhao sat opposite, his gaze like a snake’s as it fixed on him.
A fighting tournament is unlike a boxing match; no coach hands you water or wipes sweat. Fighters can only rest for a brief minute.
In the first round, neither fought recklessly.
Although both utilized Vigorous Fist, with defense and attack, it was a stalemate, neither side winning.
Unfortunately, Su Yue still exposed his shortfall in Qi Blood strength!
cards, really not considered high.
A typical first-grade martial artist would have close to 40 cards of Qi Blood strength; Su Yue was put at a disadvantage.
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Second round.
The confrontation continued, with Su Yue beginning to fall behind, while Bai Zhao, solid and stable, hadn’t unleashed any ultimate moves.
Many people had already noticed.
Bai Zhao was exhausting Guangkun.
Of course, Guangkun’s counter-attacks were also quite malicious and fierce.
By the end of the second round, both had sustained varying degrees of injury.
Of course, Guangkun was clearly in worse shape.
Below the stage, the audience was already stunned.
Even some viewers who often watched tournaments were dumbstruck; is this a B-level confrontation?
Too terrifying.
"Liao Ji, are you still signing up? I’ve arranged it, tomorrow you can try on stage."
Liao Ping asked earnestly.
Liao Ji coldly stared at Liao Ping, unsure of what to say.
Animal?
Are you really my brother?
Eager for me to die, so you inherit the family fortune?
For a fight of this level, if written in a novel, I wouldn’t survive beyond three sentences.
Can you leave me some dignity?
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