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Then, Roy continued to challenge other players, and finally in the second round, he finally met a slightly more decent opponent.

This is a strong man with a strong body. He is wearing leather armor and carrying a hammer in his hand. His eyes are fierce and he exudes a strong evil spirit.

This guy is very strong, estimated to be over 1.9 meters tall, and the hammer in his hand weighs 200 pounds! It can be judged by the naked eye that this is definitely not an ordinary weapon, it is definitely a heavy and sharp weapon.

The guy's name was Thomas Taylor. His name comes from his nickname "Death Scythe"! Rumor has it that his father is a descendant of an ancient knight, and his ancestors killed so many people that they were called Death Scythes!

Thomas has experienced on the battlefield since he was a child, and the hostility accumulated over the years has made him far more brave than his peers.

Facing such an opponent, even in the game, Roy felt a heavy sense of oppression.

"Huh..." Thomas raised his double hammer and roared at Roy.

Roy squinted his eyes and stared at the opponent while taking a defensive posture, trying not to offend the opponent's agility attribute, because his dodge ability was far from being so swift.

Before Thomas' attack approached, Roy jumped up suddenly, using inertia to throw himself behind Thomas, stretching his legs and sweeping across.

"Ah~~" Thomas let out a scream, lying on the ground, the hammer in his hand fell to nothing, and Roy's left foot kicked him hard in the spine. Thomas immediately snorted, and lay limp on the floor.

Roy took the opportunity to step forward and slashed him in the neck, killing Thomas immediately.

The referee next to him didn't have time to react at all. Thomas had stopped breathing when the referee arrived.

"Roy, have you forgotten the rules of the game? In the game, you can't kill yourself."

The referee frowned and looked at Roy.

Roy spread his hands: "Sorry, I was just too excited, and subconsciously used the ultimate move."

At this time, Thomas' coach jumped out: "Boy, since you are so arrogant, can you play with me?"

Thomas' coach was about fifty years old, but his figure was still tall. His hair was dyed white, his beard was clean-shaven, he was wearing a black tight short-sleeved shirt, his muscles were bulging, and he looked powerful.

Roy nodded and said, "Okay, you can mention it as you like."

Thomas' coach sneered and said, "If you killed my son, then I will cripple your arm first as a punishment."

Before he finished speaking, he rushed over waving his arms, so fast that he couldn't believe his steps were so vigorous.

"This is Thomas' father, William, who once slaughtered a tribe single-handedly. He is a real beast!"

Carlos was afraid that Roy would be careless, so he quickly introduced loudly: "William doesn't have any professional skills, but his strength and speed are top-notch, and his explosive power is very strong. You must pay attention to dodging!"

William obviously heard what Carlos said, but he ignored it, and still charged at Roy at full speed, his right fist smashed towards Roy's cheek with a gust of wind.

Roy turned his head slightly, dodging the attack. At the same time, Roy raised his leg and kicked William's crotch. He used some ingenuity in this kick to ensure that William was too painful to continue to attack, and at the same time he could win.

But William obviously knew his purpose a long time ago. The moment Roy kicked over, his knees bent slightly, and then he ejected violently. William actually adjusted an angle in mid-air and slammed his waist into Roy's crotch.

Roy suddenly suffered a loss. His crotch was under the weight of William's waist and abdomen, which weighed more than a hundred catties. He almost lost his balance and staggered back a few steps.

William snorted coldly, his figure rushed in quickly, his right elbow was raised high, and with the momentum of thunder, he slammed on Roy's chin!

Roy only felt as if he had been hit by a locomotive. The severe dizziness made him unable to stand still, and he sat down on the ground. At this time, William had already seized the opportunity, swung his arm round, and slammed it hard on Roy's chest!

This level of strength is probably enough to shatter Roy's internal organs.

At this critical moment, Roy suddenly rolled sideways to avoid the attack. William's attack failed, and Roy turned over and got up.

William's attack struck again, his wrist was wrapped with a thick bandage, but it didn't affect his attack rhythm at all!

Roy hurriedly dodged, and William's wrist trembled like a butterfly fluttering. These bandages spun rapidly on his wrist, turning into a giant whip, whipping Roy to one side.

In his eagerness, Roy could barely dodge William's attack, but he couldn't take the initiative to attack. At this time, William's attack suddenly slowed down. Roy hurriedly seized the moment, took a step forward, and then lifted his foot It kicked towards William's chin.

Roy's attack was extremely threatening, but William took a step back calmly. The kick Roy stepped on the ground left a deep hole in the ring.

William punched Roy on the shoulder again, and Roy turned sideways to avoid his fist. William stepped close to Roy, crossed the index and middle fingers of his left hand, and inserted them into the gap between Roy's ribs.

"Oh—" Roy clutched his ribs, let out a low cry of pain, and leaned to the side.

And at this moment, William seized this opportunity and stomped on Roy's lower abdomen fiercely!

Roy screamed and fell to the ground. This was William's third attack.

This kick was even more powerful. Roy's stomach seemed to have been kicked, and his intestines were twisted together.

He lay on the ground, feeling a sense of weakness.

"Ha! Boy, you lost."

At this moment, a ferocious smile appeared on the corner of William's mouth. He stepped forward, grabbed Roy by the collar and lifted him up. His fingers pressed on Roy's wound, making Roy's expression more and more distorted, and finally Roy's face was completely deformed, and he screamed in pain.

"Little devil, I want to avenge my child."

William glared at Roy fiercely. Roy struggled, trying to break free from William's grasp, but William remained motionless. His fingers gradually tightened.

"What are you going to do?" At this moment, Carlos' anxious voice came from Roy's ear.

Roy's eyes lit up, and he immediately gave up resistance. William let go of him, and he heard Carlos say angrily, "How could you do that?"

"Oh, my son, don't blame him, it's my idea, I think he needs a lesson, he's too young now." William said nonchalantly: "I know this bastard is your student, but I told You, your students, should obey my orders!"

Carlos gritted his teeth: "William, you..."

"Shut up!" William interrupted his words, and snapped: "You are not allowed to meddle in your own business! Otherwise, just wait and see."

After all, he dragged Roy and walked towards the outside of the court. His steps were steady and firm, completely ignoring Roy's struggle.

But just two steps away, he was stopped by Carlos.

"Sorry, I can't let you take him away. He is my subordinate. You can't kill him unless I fall."

Carlos stood in front of William.

William stared at Carlos and said with a sneer, "Then let me measure your strength as an old man."

The battle between the two broke out in an instant!

William's offensive is fast and fierce, his hands are like poisonous snakes coming out of the hole, every move is tricky and weird; Carlos' defense is impenetrable, and his moves are long, making people unable to figure out his reality.

But even William couldn't break through Carlos' block. This surprised William secretly. The strength of this old guy is really extraordinary, and he doesn't have any upper hand at all. But this is not the reason for William to be afraid. What he is afraid of is that he has a vague feeling that the strength of this old man is even higher than his own.

"What kind of martial arts does this guy practice, and why is he so powerful!" William cursed secretly in his heart. He had tried his best to use his unique skills, but he still couldn't take down Carlos. Instead, it was Carlos' seemingly random attack that made him He was a little overwhelmed, if it wasn't for his fighting skills far surpassing ordinary people, he would have been defeated long ago.

The battle between the two attracted more people to watch. Many students stopped practicing and ran over to watch the excitement.

Neither William nor Carlos could do anything to anyone.

Although Roy's wound was painful, Roy still gritted his teeth and did not let himself pass out. This was the first time he faced such an attack head-on, but his willpower made him insist on not begging for mercy or giving up, and Roy believed that even if William killed himself, William would not dare to do anything to him.

"boom!"

The bodies of William and Carlos trembled suddenly, and then they each took a step back. William's fist hit the railing of the ring, and his nails sank into the wooden railing, dripping with blood. And Carlos pressed his lips with the thumb of his right hand, wiping away a little bit of the redness.

"It's amazing." William shook his hand, and said indifferently: "It seems that you don't want to get out of the way until you show your real skills?"

Carlos looked at William coldly, and said, "I advise you to worry about yourself first."

"What do you mean?" William asked, frowning.

"You shouldn't hit a child hard." Carlos said slowly: "Your behavior will make people think that your character is not good."

"Ha, I'm a mercenary. I don't need character. If he killed my child, he deserves to die." William said arrogantly.

"Is your child your son? I remember you once told me that your wife is just your father's slave girl."

When William heard this, resentment flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help clenching his fists.

He looked at Carlos and said with a cold look: "I warn you, don't mind my business."

Carlos shook his head and said calmly: "I must ensure that this child will not be killed by you, at least to ensure that he is alive, otherwise, I will trouble you."

William sneered and said, "I'm afraid you are not qualified yet?"

"Yes, I don't have this qualification." Carlos shrugged and said, "However, my strength has this qualification."

"In this case, we can only meet each other to the death." William frowned. "Fighting is prohibited between the instructors of the training base, unless you are willing to sign a statement document, then we can have a life-and-death battle."

Carlos smiled, "Documents? That's very simple, just ask the referee to draft one."

After signing the life document.

William snorted coldly and said, "Then are you ready to bear my anger?"

After all, he made a pose, exuding a fierce aura from his body.

William is a desperado, he is very agile and fast. His fists fell on Carlos like a torrential rain. Carlos' figure was erratic, wandering between William's fists and feet, and occasionally counterattacked, he would go straight to William's vitals, forcing William to avoid the edge for the time being.

"Don't you claim to be an iron wall? Why are you hiding like a tortoise shell?" William mocked.

"Turtle shell? That's not necessarily..." Carlos smiled, and then suddenly reached out and grabbed William's neck.

"Hmm..." William was caught off guard and was caught by Carlos.

Carlos raised his leg and kicked William in the stomach, knocking him to the ground.

"You actually know Chinese Kungfu..." William got up from the ground clutching his stomach.

Carlos said lightly: "What I know is much more complicated than this."

William gritted his teeth, then took a deep breath, roared, and rushed towards Carlos, waving his fist. He yelled while throwing his fist: "I don't believe you can really block my speed and speed!" strength."

Carlos snorted coldly, facing William's fist, he also waved his left arm and smashed it, and then his left arm hit William's arm like an iron rod.

Click——

William's arm was suddenly broken, and he knelt on the ground with a muffled grunt.

Carlos kicked William away again.

"You lost." Carlos said coldly.

"Cough..." William panted violently, his face was pale, and his chest heaved up and down.

Carlos squatted down, patted William on the cheek, and said, "You are no longer my opponent, so, do you want to continue to test me?"

"Heh..." William spat out a big mouthful of bloody froth with minced meat, and sneered.

William stood up slowly and said, "I have to admit, I underestimated you. You are strong and fast, and even your reaction speed is very good." William paused and said, "But , so what?"

Carlos raised an eyebrow.

William sneered and said, "Do you think you are sure to win? I know where your weakness is. Your Achilles' heel is three inches below your armpit!"

Carlos' pupils shrank suddenly, and he immediately shifted his body and punched out at the same time.

William dodged sideways, and then elbowed Carlos on the back, causing Carlos to stagger a few steps and almost fell to the ground.