Chapter 1214 The Pirates Return (XVIII)

"Guys! I think everyone can't wait..." A few minutes later, everything was ready, and the broken gong voice came to the middle of the ring again, heating up the atmosphere, "This is the first time since the 'Deck Boxing Match' was established , for the first time, players outside of the Pirates will participate, and what they want to challenge... is our unique... Vikings!"

For a moment, the crowd was clamoring.

Most of the Pirates obviously still support the Vikings - in this "restricted" game, there is no doubt about his ability to win consecutive games.

However, there are also a lot of people who have bet on Snow; not for any other reason than because his odds are very high.

It's not that Brother Suan and the others are intentionally trying to increase their odds, it's just that Snow's slightly thin figure doesn't look very durable...

Although Snow's figure is pretty good compared to ordinary people, and he looks like someone who usually works out; but... compared to this group of pirates with burly muscles and arms thicker than your legs... he Still a skinny guy.

"Both of you, please come to the middle." After attracting the attention of the audience, he summoned the two boxers with a loud voice, as if to announce the start of the fight.

According to the rules, he took the trouble to repeat the rules, and then asked: "Do you understand everything?"

Both Snow and the Vikings immediately gave him a positive answer.

After receiving the answer, Broken Voice took a few steps back: "Okay! Then...I announce...'Snow, the most talented man with the most gorgeous moves in Ultra Divine Fist in the past two thousand years', will fight against The game of our 'forty-six fights, forty-six wins, skilled and feared defending champions' - the Vikings..."

He combined the introduction and the opening words together, and the sentence was very long...

"Now...begin!" The broken voice always exited the ring right after finishing a sentence, as if there were eyes behind his back.

"Ha..." The moment the word "start" came out in his voice, Snow slowly raised his left fist and stretched it forward with a smile.

This action of his can be regarded as a "show of goodwill" in the boxing ring.

Of course, this is not a request for mercy from the opponent...it is just a polite gesture similar to the handshake between the two captains before a football match.

At this time, as the opponent, you should also extend a fist and lightly touch the opponent's outstretched fist...and then enter the "showdown state".

The Vikings naturally knew this kind of common sense, and he was a man with the style of a general, so he responded without thinking.

Who would have expected...

call--

Just when the Viking slowly stretched out his right hand, preparing to touch the opponent's outstretched fist.

Snow suddenly took a step forward, raised his right arm and punched the opponent in the head.

"Fuck!" The Viking was shocked at that time.

To put it more vividly, Snow's behavior is like extending his right hand to shake your hand, and when you relax, he slaps you with his left hand.

Even the pirates couldn't stand such a tasteless thing, and the crowd suddenly burst into shouts of "Hongrichette" and "Wardefak".

But anyway...it wasn't a rule violation, so the game went on.

"You bastard..." At that critical moment, the Viking relied on his instinctive reaction to lower his head and retreat. He could barely bear the punch with his left shoulder. At the same time, he was already cursing in his heart, "You actually did this in front of me. A little cleverness..."

Because the punch just came so suddenly, the Viking's defensive movements and strength adjustments were not in place, which caused his left arm to feel slightly numb after receiving the punch.

Fortunately, he was experienced and didn't give Snow a chance to pursue him. He immediately raised his left arm and punched the opponent twice.

The purpose of these two punches is not to gain any advantage, but to "use offense instead of defense" to force the opponent to retreat.

"Exactly...it's as watertight as I imagined..." On the other side, Snow was thinking in his mind at this moment, "Using quite extreme movements to minimize the damage of my sneak attack, and quickly took advantage of it. My wingspan advantage...limited my pursuit and gave me valuable adjustment time...Can this kind of 'boxing champion' opponent really be defeated by 'means'..."

Indeed, even now, Snow is not very sure about this matter; but... thinking about it, since he has been put on this stage by Brother Jue, he will definitely use all his strength to try to win this. game.

The next second, Dan saw Snow holding his fists together and protecting both sides of his head. He lowered his upper body as low as possible and rushed into the Viking's arms at extremely fast speeds.

"What are you going to do?" The Viking didn't panic, and his posture wasn't messed up either.

Phew-poof.

Immediately afterwards, Snow's left hook bypassed the Viking's defensive hand and hit the latter's torso from the side.

With the strong muscles of the Vikings, a few punches to the torso would definitely be fine...

After the punch, he retreated, moved clockwise with a steady pace, and fired a straight left punch at Snow.

Bang——

The punch was very powerful, but Snow had already returned to a defensive stance, firmly guarding his head with the outsides of his fists.

After blocking the blow, Snow repeated his old trick and leaned forward again.

Huhu——

This time, he unleashed several quick combos of short uppercuts at close range, targeting the Viking's chin.

"I see..." The Vikings retreated and retreated, but still did not suffer any real damage. "Is this your plan..."

The Vikings retreated and detoured, but Snow followed him like a shadow, always rushing into the opponent's arms with a very low defensive posture.

"You gave up the plan of 'confrontation' with me from the beginning, completely ignored my movements, and adopted this method of 'continuous close pressure'..." Thinking of this, the Viking retreated to the point of punching He reached the corner of the stage and was tackled by Snow.

Puff puff--

While hugging his opponent, Snow was racing against time... taking the opportunity to punch his opponent on the right side of the torso.

"In close combat...using this kind of punch that has no power but cannot be defended...keeps attacking my liver..." Seeing this, the Viking sneered in his heart, "Huh...lose it. I have been looking forward to it for a while, but the result... is it just an opponent of this level..."

"Boy..." At this time, the Viking suddenly spoke and said to Snow, "Do you think... that after entering the 'close combat' state, you can bring the game into your inferior rhythm? ?”

Snow didn't respond to his words and just continued to punch silently.

"It is true that there is no on-field referee in 'deck boxing'. After we stick together like you...no one will come and separate us." The Viking said, "But you seem to have overlooked one thing..."

Having said this, he stretched out his arms and grabbed Snow in turn.

"What?" In an instant, Snow's arms and torso above the elbows were trapped by the opponent's thick arms and body, unable to move, "This..."

"Hey! Referee!" Feng Bujue saw that the situation was not good. He immediately looked at Broken Voice and shouted, "What's going on? Changed to Greco-Roman wrestling?"

"Hugging and killing are always allowed." The broken gong voice said very calmly, "As the Vikings said... our boxing match does not have an on-field referee; therefore, we must find a way to prevent that kind of... The behavior of always stepping forward to hug the opponent and trying to slowly kill the opponent with a close-quarters battle of attrition occurs frequently.”

"Tch...you should have told us this kind of thing before the fight started..." Feng Bujue spat in a low voice, but he did not complain further because he knew that talking about it now would be useless.

"Ha..." On the other hand, Snow, who was suffering from the Vikings' "killing a Han in his arms", naturally heard the conversation between Brother Jue and Po Luo Shou. He immediately smiled bitterly and thought to himself. , "It's still careless... No wonder no one used the 'close tactics' in the two fights just now. The reason why the four boxers were 'walking and fighting' from the beginning to the end is... no one wanted to stick up and fight." The other party engages in this kind of game of strength..."

While he was thinking, his body was already making creaking sounds, and it seemed that the bones and ribs of his two arms had almost reached their limit.

"Boy... broken bones are not considered a 'disability'. If you think gritting your teeth and breaking a few bones will make me lose... then you are overthinking." The Vikings have a huge advantage in size. , "Embracing and killing" is obviously a very physically demanding job, but he can still find some energy to speak during the process, "I advise you to surrender now, so that you can suffer less..."

"Haha..." Snow smiled, "Mr. Champion... you seem to have overlooked one thing..."

As soon as the words fell, changes occurred.

Just when the surrounding spectators thought that the Vikings were about to win... Snow used his strength to break away from his opponent's grasp.

"Well... you..." The Viking was also surprised. The strength of the little thin man in his arms far exceeded his expectations.

"I was just a little confused just now because I didn't know that I could use this kind of action...I wasn't prepared enough, so I was a little confused." Snow also gritted his teeth and said while breaking away from his opponent's embrace, "If I really have to use my strength... I’m not too disadvantaged either…”

He is right, in terms of "physical fitness", players will never suffer.

Although Snow, who has been training with him all the way to level up, is relatively poor in specialization, but... the "physical quality" of the character is only related to the "level".

And the physical fitness of a level 40 player has already exceeded the level of ordinary humans... by a lot.

"Restricted gloves" will only "limit the combat power exceeding a certain value", but will not "proportionately weaken the wearer's combat power"; for example, assuming that the limited value of the gloves is "less than ten", then... If a person with a combat power of fifteen puts it on, it will turn into a ten; and if a person with a combat power of ten puts it on, it will also turn into a ten.

There is no doubt that the original combat power of Vikings and Snow is above the limit of the gloves. Therefore, no matter who has higher or lower original combat power, after putting on the gloves, their strength and speed will be greatly improved. There is almost no difference.

The difference between them...is mainly reflected in the aspects of height, weight, wingspan, and muscle strength.

But at this stage of "wrestling", these advantages of the Vikings are of little use...

"Damn it..." After about ten seconds, the Viking gave up. He knew that in this duel between "holding" and "earning", the latter would save more effort, and if it continued, the host would be disadvantaged.

So, he suddenly released his strength, took two steps back to the side, and took advantage of the situation to punch Snow twice.

Snow's reaction was not slow either. As soon as the opponent's grip was released, he knew there would be a follow-up move; he also made evasive movements without stopping... He re-posed in an ultra-low posture, swung his body left and right, and once again used the pressure tactics of constantly rushing forward.

"Do you really think you can win with this kind of punches?" The Viking retreated, defended, punched back, and kept his distance. "If it was a regular game, your tactics would probably be considered successful... Those fists you hit on the outside of my torso, which didn't hurt, would be used as the basis for judging the end of the round." He paused, and his movements were not chaotic at all while he spoke, "But in this deck boxing match... do you think... will my physical strength be exhausted by your cannibalization attack first, or will you be knocked out by my flaws first?"

Snow did not respond to the Viking's words. He continued the entanglement attack that was not very attractive and prevented both sides from using any advanced skills according to the original plan and rhythm.

"Hey! That Snow! You are such a scoundrel!"

"What man with the most gorgeous moves! I can beat you even if I go up!"

"Fight well, bastard, this is not a fight between children!"

"Vikings! Kill him! Come on!"

Such a game content will inevitably cause dissatisfaction among the audience, and their reactions have already explained the problem.

"He is indeed an admirable opponent..." Honghu, who was standing on the sidelines, also showed a rather solemn expression at this time, "Even if we adopted such tactics, he did not rush at all; even if he was angry in his heart, he still controlled his body so calmly..."

"To put it simply... he was not brought into our rhythm." Feng Bujue continued.

"Yeah... if it were someone else, they might have given up that kind of "beautiful boxing" and adopted the same tactics as us, and hit Snow's liver in the fight." Honghu continued.

“This is normal…” Feng Bujue said, “The strong should be like this… If he abandons what he is best at and lowers his level to fight with the weak… the risk of losing will increase.” He paused for half a second, “Of course, all of this… is within my calculation.” He moved his eyes to the Viking’s face, and then smiled, “Please fight to the end in an upright manner… and lose the game in an upright manner…” (To be continued.)