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Roy glanced at the short man, then continued to stare at Clive intently.

Clive knew the level of this little man, he waved his hand to make the little man retreat, and then he said to Roy: "Well, it seems that I underestimated you, since you refuse to admit defeat, then I will accompany you You fight slowly, I want to see how long you can last!"

Roy said calmly, "I've had enough!"

"Oh? You said you were tired?" Clive sneered. He looked into Roy's eyes and mocked, "Are you afraid?"

"You underestimate me!" Roy said with a cold snort.

"Then you continue to fight!" Clive shouted: "Don't be cowardly! Just fight!"

"Okay! I'll fight!" Roy took a deep breath and said.

Roy and Clive got entangled again, and both sides were constantly switching offense and defense, but this time, Roy took the initiative. His dagger drew several wounds on Clive's chest, and blood slid down Clive's body.

Clive roared and kicked Roy in the stomach. Roy was kicked several meters away and fell to the ground.

"Roy!" Carlos ran over worriedly, supported Roy, and asked anxiously, "How are you?"

Roy shook his head, indicating that Carlos was fine.

Clive walked up to Roy, reached out and patted Carlos on the shoulder, and said coldly, "Boy, you are dead!"

At this time, the referee shouted again: "The game is suspended, please take a rest for a while to recover your strength."

Carlos glared at Clive angrily, and then took Roy to the treatment room for an examination.

The therapist briefly checked Roy's injuries, then handed Roy a pill, and after letting him take it, he left the ring.

After Roy took the elixir and regained some strength, he crawled out of the treatment cabin, sat on a chair and adjusted his breathing.

"How are you feeling now?" Carlos asked.

"No problem." Roy said, "It's just that the physical exertion is too much, and it will take some time to fully recover."

"Then..." Carlos hesitated to speak.

"What's the matter? Just speak up if you have something to say." Roy said.

Carlos hesitated for a moment, and then gritted his teeth: "I don't understand, why did you bet with Clive? Do you know...he is a lunatic?"

"Crazy?" Roy looked at Carlos strangely, and said, "Who told you he was a lunatic?"

"Isn't he?" Carlos looked at Roy in astonishment: "Did I hear what he admitted just now?"

"You heard me wrong, he was just scaring me." Roy said lightly.

Carlos froze for a moment, as if he couldn't believe what he heard, but he felt that this should be the case.

"Why do you want to bet with him?" Carlos asked, "You can't beat him at all."

"How do you know if you don't try?" Roy shrugged.

This sentence almost made Carlos vomit blood. Carlos smiled bitterly: "Forget it, you can fight if you want. But you have to promise me that if you lose, don't be brave. You are still young, and A lot of youth can be wasted, there is no need to work hard."

Roy looked at Carlos and smiled without answering, but his attitude said everything.

"By the way, what about your weapon?" Carlos reminded again: "When you fought with Clive just now, you used a dagger. This dagger should be your equipment, right? If you lose it, you may It will affect your upcoming finals!"

"Don't worry, I have a solution." Roy smiled mysteriously, and then walked towards the ring.

Here you can clearly see the scene outside. Roy's game attracted the attention of most people in the square.

In fact, this game is the only thing these audiences want to see. Originally, they thought that Roy would lose quickly, but they didn't expect him to stand up to the end. However, they also found that although Roy gained the upper hand in the confrontation with Clive, his condition was getting worse and worse. Although it seemed that he was still moving at a high speed, his speed and skills were significantly reduced many.

So some people speculated whether Roy could no longer hold on. After all, his body was already covered with fine knife marks, and his clothes were torn, revealing the inner armor inside.

However, Roy's physical fitness really exceeded their expectations. He has survived in such a difficult environment until now! As if he couldn't get tired, every move was still fierce, and he didn't even lose a bit of momentum. As for Clive, it was much worse. He was already covered in bruises, standing there with a pale face, and would faint at any moment.

However, even though Clive seems to be seriously injured, he has always maintained a clear willpower.

"Your physical fitness is really good." Clive gritted his teeth and said to Roy: "It seems that you are indeed a genius."

Roy smiled and said, "Thank you for the compliment, I won't be soft."

After finishing speaking, Roy rushed up and fought with Clive again, but Roy's situation was worse than before. He even had to give up some dodging space, and instead fought with Clive at close quarters. And dance the dagger impenetrably.

"You swing the dagger beautifully." Clive said suddenly, "Where did you learn this move? Did you study it yourself?"

Roy's dagger danced in a circle, and after blocking Clive's punch, he looked at him coldly and said, "I learned this set of sword skills in the training camp."

"Martial skills in the training camp... you are really lucky." Clive sighed and said, "Unfortunately, you don't know combat skills."

"That doesn't mean I have to understand." Roy said coldly.

"Okay, you won." Clive helplessly raised his right arm, signaling surrender: "You won."

Roy withdrew his dagger and stood beside Clive panting heavily. After a while, his breathing calmed down.

After winning, Roy also breathed a sigh of relief, and went into the lounge next door to take the time to heal his injuries and restore his physical strength.

Carlos was also taking care of Roy in the same lounge. While helping Roy wipe off the sweat on his body, he said: "I don't know if you really have the courage to play with Clive like this, but if you really Do it, and you're pushing yourself over a cliff."

"This is a good exercise." Roy said: "I need a real life-and-death battle, so I can't back down."

"Aren't you afraid?" Carlos asked. "If you fall down, you will die, and you will become an idiot or a cripple. You will lose hope of life, everything."

Roy shook his head and said, "There's no such possibility, I won't allow myself to fall, I want to live, and I have to keep working hard."

Carlos was stunned, and then murmured after a while: "You always surprise me... But I still advise you, if your physical strength is exhausted..."

"Don't worry." Roy stretched out his hand and patted Carlos on the shoulder, his smile still bright: "I'm a genius, what's this little consumption?"

Carlos nodded silently.

After a 20-minute break, someone outside came in and shouted that the game was about to start. Roy stood up unsteadily and walked outside.

At this time, on the stage, there was already a muscular man standing

At this time, on the stage, there was already a muscular man standing

At this time, on the arena, there was already a muscular man standing. His eyes were red, his skin was dark purple, and his hands were wearing thick iron wristbands. His whole body exuded a ferocious and bloodthirsty smell, and he looked like a beast. .

He is Greenton Williams! This guy is the dark horse of this trial!

Roy took a deep breath and slowly walked towards the ring.

He was exhausted now, barely able to stand on his own with tenacious will, and his footsteps were also shaky, but he still tried his best to put on a nonchalant look, and walked slowly onto the stage.

With a mocking smile on the corner of Greenton's mouth, he stared at Roy with pity in his eyes.

"Hey, I told you, this will only increase your pain." Clive also stepped into the ring and said to Greenton, "However, since you insist on seeking abuse, then I have nothing to do."

Roy raised his arm, motioning for the referee to announce the start.

Greenton grinned, and suddenly rushed towards Roy. His figure was swift, and he attacked Roy with one blow.

Roy retreated with his left foot to avoid the opponent's attack. At the same time, he drew the knife with his backhand and slashed towards the opponent.

But this time, Roy didn't retreat. Instead, facing the opponent's fist, he swung his dagger and stabbed towards him.

Greenton was startled by this sudden change, and hurriedly retreated and jumped back. However, due to too much inertia, his belt was pulled and snapped, and he lost his balance and fell to the ground. And Roy took the opportunity to step forward and kicked the opponent's chest.

The force of this kick was so great that Greenton let out a muffled grunt and lay prone on the ring, unable to get up again.

The referee immediately ran over and asked about Greenton's injury. Greenton shook his head, then raised his middle finger to Roy, indicating that Roy is a despicable villain.

But Roy ignored him, walked off the ring, sat on the sofa and drank a few sips of mineral water to replenish his strength.

"What did you just do!" Carlos frowned and said to Roy: "How dare you use this trick! What if you miss it?"

"Isn't this a miss?" Roy shrugged his shoulders. "If I didn't react quickly, I'm afraid I would have been kicked off the ring."

"No matter what, I still don't agree with your method." Carlos said seriously: "You should know that Greenton's strength far exceeds yours. He is very powerful. If you don't defend, it is impossible You can withstand his fist, so you'd better not take any risks. And... in your state, even if you win by luck, you still lose the game."

"I have the confidence to beat him." Roy said lightly, "Have you forgotten how I won?"

Carlos froze for a moment, then suddenly said: "Yes, you once defeated him in a competition."

Roy had indeed defeated Greenton, but that was limited to heads-up.

At this time, Greenton's wound was simply bandaged and he was ready to play again.

At this time, the referee called again to start the game.

Roy clenched the dagger tightly and rushed forward.

"Bang—crack!" Although Roy moved quickly, he was hit in the abdomen by Greenton, and the pain slowed his speed slightly for a few seconds. Then he was punched by Greenton and fell to the ground, but Roy had been prepared and rolled away from the spot the moment he landed.

Then, he saw Greenton's toes slamming toward his head.

Roy hurriedly lowered his head to avoid it, and then punched the opponent in the stomach.

Greenton screamed and fell backwards. However, this guy was so strong in fighting against blows that he was able to stand up and kicked Roy's ribs.

Roy gritted his teeth and carried the opponent's foot hard, and put his knee on the opponent's face, knocking him down.

"Hey, this level of attack has no effect." Roy stood up while rubbing his painful abdomen, and said to Greenton indifferently.

"You know, this level is just a tickle for me!" Greenton roared, bounced off the ground again, and hit Roy's cheek with a punch, and Roy swung a heavy punch without hesitation , knocked Greenton to the ground again, and stepped on the opponent's back to suppress the opponent's inability to break free, and then there was a storm of beatings!

This game started in full view.

Greenton seemed to be completely irritated. His strength was so great that he showed no signs of stopping even after being beaten black and blue. He even grew taller and his physical fitness improved a bit.

And Roy was obviously not a good person, and his attacks became more and more fierce. He kicked Greenton's ribs and broke how many ribs. In the end, after a fierce fight, Greenton fell to the ground and fell into a coma, while Roy Yi was also beaten to the point of being drenched in blood.

Carlos and Clive breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this, but the students watching the battle around them whispered to each other.

Roy wiped the sweat off his face, turned and walked off the ring.

At this time, a burst of noise sounded.

"How are you?" Carlos helped Roy up anxiously, and asked, "You really can't participate in the next game. I need to contact the coach to request a substitution!"

"I'm fine. You know my physical condition very well. It's just a minor injury." Roy panted.

"That doesn't work either!" Carlos frowned and said, "What if your internal organs are damaged? I have to tell Professor Flender!"

Roy stopped him and said in a low voice, "Don't go to Professor Flender, he doesn't want to see me involved in this matter."

Carlos sighed and nodded in understanding.

At this time, the referee announced that Greenton had won, and then an ambulance drove into the venue and carried Greenton away. This also marked the end of the duel between Roy and Greenton, and he advanced smoothly.

At this time, Roy did not show any joy or excitement. He sat on the chair and silently recuperated his physical strength for a while, and continued to play when he recovered almost.

First he got into a fight with a burly boy and ended up taking him down. However, there is still no suspense in this game, and Roy still wins.