From Fist Wishing Blade to Muscle King Ming

Chapter 120 The most poisonous curse

Author: Nai He Nai He Tian

Chapter 120 The most poisonous curse

"Oh, let's see how long you, a big guy, can run!"

Seeing Haru running at top speed, beads of sweat were pouring out of his body like a rainstorm. The girl, with only a pair of underpants left on her lower body, swung her ponytail and ran away again.

She has seen this situation a lot in the gym.

Many fat people who come to lose weight are like this when exercising. They sweat profusely even after moving a few times.

The more strenuous the movement, the more serious the body will lose water.

Although this super fat man seemed to have become more terrifying after standing up, he also seemed to be even stupider?

He didn't even know how to conserve his energy, so he kept charging towards himself.

Sasakura Hibiki wanted to see how long he could hold on.

"The fight never stops!"

Just as Saakura Hibiki was running at high speed along the corner again, Haru let out a loud roar.

Put your feet on the ground, your body forms into a ball and rises into the air, then flips several times in the air.

It hit the girl in front of her with a "boom" sound, blocking her path.

"What?"

Shen Xiang, who was standing on the commentary table, saw Haruo's difficult moves and exclaimed in surprise:

"The Chunnan contestant actually managed his body weighing more than 600 kilograms to fly easily."

"This is simply unimaginable!"

Ziyin was also so shocked that her mouth opened wide.

"With such a terrifying size, he can actually do backflips continuously?"

"Isn't it a bit perverted?"

After Haru landed, two streams of hot air came out of his nostrils and his right arm was raised high.

The next second, a huge fist hit the girl at high speed with a whistling sound.

"ah?"

Sagura Hibiki, who was running at full speed, suddenly found himself shrouded in shadow. When he looked up, he saw a large, exaggerated fist in his field of vision that was infinitely magnified, and his pupils instantly shrank into two black dots.

"It's over, it seems I can't stop the car!"

Shagang Xiang kept rushing forward. He could not have imagined that Haru would suddenly block in front of him. His heart suddenly panicked, and his body instinctively leaned back.

boom!

A big hole was opened in the ground,

"ah!"

"ring!"

"No!"

The three little ones in the entrance channel exclaimed.

But in the flying dust, Haru flew up.

Bang!

The body weighing more than 600 kilograms flew high into the air, and then hit the ground heavily under the influence of gravity.

The huge tonnage shocked the entire arena.

"What is happening?"

Standing on the commentary stage, Shen Xiang shouted in shock: "Obviously it was the Haruo player who was attacking, but why did he fly up on his own?"

The staff in the main control room were very considerate and played the video on the big screen in the center.

In the picture, at the moment when Haru's fist was about to hit Sagura Hibiki, the girl's body leaned back to the extreme, almost grazing the ground and sliding through the gap. Then she hit Haru's right ankle with a sliding shovel, knocking it out.

Shovel to the sky.

Hibiki Style: Fighting Technique: Slide Shovel!

"Ah, I knew it was just a tactic to run away from me!"

Shen Xiang jumped up excitedly at the commentary desk, "When she was in a desperate situation, Saakura Hibiki perfectly demonstrated her super combat IQ to us!"

"Xianggui. Xianggui!"

"Hibiki. Invincible!"

The audience who watched the battle scene also let out wild cheers again.

"Clam?"

"I escaped?"

Saakura Hibiki stood up with a look of panic on his face. After hearing Shouxiang's explanation, his panic turned into confusion.

What tactics?

I just couldn't stop the car, couldn't control my body shape, and just slid along with the inertia.

Why is it just a case of showing combat IQ?

But, it seems like we won, right?

Touching his blood-red back that was rubbed by the ground, Saakura Hibiki looked at Haru who was hit hard on the ground and was still lying down, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Does he have another chance to avenge his little brother?

"Hahu."

"A warrior never gives up!"

Just when Sakura Hibiki was looking forward to victory, Haru took two deep breaths, turned over and stood up again, squatted down, and prepared his jumping posture again.

"Uh, are you still coming?"

Sasakura Hibiki jumped two steps like a frightened rabbit, raised his hands and prepared to surrender.

If Haruo jumped directly in front of him again like before.

She didn't think she could escape by chance.

"Ah, it hurts. It hurts!"

But before she could say the word "surrender", Haru, no, Haruo hugged her ankles and howled in pain.

"Ouch. Good. It hurts!"

Haru, the god of war, disappeared, the fat man regained consciousness, and the fat man weighing more than 600 pounds cried like a child.

Only then did the audience realize that Haru's ankle, which had been slipped by the girl, was obviously deformed.

Also, with Hibiki's terrifying strength, how could it be okay if it was hit by a shovel?

"Hey, it's useless!"

Leng Kong was disappointed when he saw this scene.

Ziyin was puzzled: "What do you mean?"

"Have you ever seen that fighter hugging his head and crying because of such an injury?"

Leng Kong: "If you are just a little fatter, you can just exercise and lose weight, but your will is corroded and your way forward is blocked. Now you can only rest on your body's laurels, and you will never be able to become a top fighter."

"It seems so!"

Ziyin nodded in agreement. Compared with those martial artists who didn't take blood from fractures seriously, Haruo seemed particularly weak.

This "weakness" does not mean that he is not physically strong, but that he is weak in will.

"Hey, what's going on?"

Sasura Hibiki, who was about to surrender on the field, suddenly found that Haru's overwhelming aura had disappeared.

He patted his rapidly rising chest and breathed a sigh of relief: "Hiss. I thought he was going to jump again. I was almost scared to death!"

Then look at Haruo who is sitting on the ground hugging his legs and crying bitterly. Do you feel like you don’t have to rush to surrender?

Well, wait a minute!

Sasakura Hibiki lowered his raised right arm.

"Ah, you idiot, what are you doing?"

"Get up and continue!"

Seeing the same scene, Kono Akio became angry and yelled at Haruo who was sitting on the ground and screaming in pain:

"I haven't even spanked a little girl, so what's the use of caring for her?"

"If you lose, go back to the mountains."

In order to control Haruo, Kono Akio deliberately degenerated him into a fat otaku Haruo, and destroyed each super fighter alive. Now that Haruo couldn't beat him, he was furious again.

"Back to the tribe?"

"Back to that time without the Internet, video games, and comics?"

“A place without snacks and happy water?”

"No, don't!"

"I don't want to go back there!"

Facing the most poisonous curse of otaku, Haruo's soul of fat otaku broke out.

The desire for spiritual food made him suppress the severe pain, dragging his broken ankle, and limped towards Sasakura Hibiki.

"Clam?"

"You still want to fight?"

Sasakura Hibiki quietly took a step back.

"I'll play games!"

"I want a snack!"

"I want to drink happy water!"

"So I must defeat you!"

Haruo endured the severe pain and continued to advance towards Saakura Hibiki step by step.

"Hooah. Hooah!"

But with only one leg to support his huge body, the burden became even heavier. He was already out of breath even after taking a few steps.

"Nothing interesting, I'll go upstairs to have something to drink."

Leng Kong shook his head and stood up.

Ziyin: "Don't watch it?"

"Well, there is no suspense about the outcome."

Leng Kong shook his head: "Haruo can't bear the pain, and he doesn't have enough perseverance to pursue, so Hibiki will definitely win."

Ziyin: "Pay attention to the time, it won't be long before you come on stage."

"Know!"

Leng Kong waved his hand and walked towards the inside of the building. The circular arena had special lounges and entertainment facilities for combatants.

(End of chapter)