Muto was stunned, was he mistaken? Isn't this too powerful? He fought tooth and nail to be split into two, but he could have destroyed the whole arena with just one blow.

Is he doing something more advanced than me? He looked at Moto Sakai with a slightly suspicious look. Moto Sakai seemed to have known all this, and shook his head at Muto.

No, I still don’t know, Muto doesn’t understand, but no matter which one it is, I’m trying to think of ways to defeat it now. Although I feel like there’s little chance of winning, I still have to give it a try, right? What if I succeed?

?Why is this metaphor so familiar? It seems that the person who used this metaphor last time called himself salted fish.

With a happy and optimistic attitude, Muto came to the center of the field.

This time attention has recognized Migel's strength, and the center of the stage is no longer disturbed by the ring. It is now as empty as the Colosseum in ancient times.

The two stood face to face, and only waited for the referee's order before they could draw their guns and duel.

At this time, the referee stood up and spoke, "I think everyone has seen the outbreak of bullet ants, and may have already concluded that Migel will win this game, but what I want to tell you is the opponent Migel will challenge today.

He is someone who has won two games in a row and succeeded in winning by relying on his faith in his partners. I want to say that people can create miracles."

"For this reason, I specially gave him more chips. Please take a look." I pointed to the inside of the stage with my hand, and three pillars slowly rose up on the inside. The pillars were not very high, and they were raised quickly. The key is that there are fasteners tied to the pillars.

People appeared in everyone's sight, they were Mouri, Miyazawa and Junichiro.

"Everyone, how could you do this?" Muto screamed.

"Everyone must have guessed that these are the reasons and beliefs for our players to persevere. I put these people in front of the opponent to deepen his belief. First, it is to inspire him and give him the courage and confidence to win.

Confidence. Secondly, I also want everyone to watch a duel without regrets. I think you will not refuse my arrangement."

The referee looked at Muto with a half-smile, then turned to face the audience. "Okay, everyone, you can listen to the players' answers. I won't say anything more. Now let's announce the start of the game."

Muto was not given a chance to speak at all and started the game on his own.

Muto is confused

Yes, do you know? Why did you suddenly kidnap the three of them? Do you want me to win or do you want me to lose? Heart-breaking, do you know this trick? And I obviously want four, you

What's going on with the delay in giving me news about Debon? Could it be that something has happened to him?

Muto didn't dare to think about it further. There were a lot of weird things going on in that foster home, and there must be something shady inside. Now that something happened to Debon, what he was thinking wouldn't be true! Muto controlled it.

I can't control my own thoughts. The more I dare not think about it, the more I want to think about it, which makes me very contradictory.

"Hey, do you want to fight or not? Where are you whining? I don't think you have the intention to continue. Why don't you just forget it and just surrender and admit defeat! Don't worry, I won't laugh at you because you are like this.

It’s not the first time I’ve encountered this. They usually stay away after seeing my performance, and they admit defeat when they open their mouth, so you don’t have to fight to the death, just admit defeat.”

Migel's words were only kind, but they sounded particularly harsh to Muto, "You just think that I can't beat you. Don't forget that I still have a secret weapon."

"Secret weapon! Is it you? Ah! It's the kind of flame you released before. I saw it was pretty powerful, but you don't seem to be able to control it freely. If you use that kind of flame too much, be careful and you may set yourself on fire."

Mijel's reminder was correct. He really couldn't use the flame freely yet. As for whether it would burn him or not, he didn't know. So what should she do? Just surrender and admit defeat. She finally got here. Now

It always feels like a loss if you admit defeat.

After much deliberation, the only thought was to fight down. Moreover, the three of them were still tied to the pillar, so the host had no intention of letting him go down. He glanced at the three Maori people tied to the pillar.

Muto felt deep regret in her heart. If she had known this would happen, she should not have involved them again. When Junichiro came to find her, I should have denied everything. The feeling of annoyance filled her heart, making her dare not assert that she had done it.

is right or wrong.

"Come on, let's fight!"

Since you have no way out, you might as well choose to face everything head on and fight to the death, maybe you can still find a way out.

After making up his mind, Wutong looked very energetic.

"That's right. There's nothing to worry about. Just have a good fight. It's a victory.

It's a loss, the winner gets everything, and the loser gives up everything that is normal." Migel looked at Muto with an expression that should have been like this a long time ago.

"Come on, let me see what you're capable of." He stretched out a finger and made a provocative gesture.

Muto had already had this intention. He stretched out his left and right hands and something unknown came out from them. They formed a line and hooked behind Migel. Then, coupled with the power of Muto's kick, he quickly rushed in front of Migel, his legs

Hit him hard on the chest.

Migel remained motionless, not even shaking, and said calmly: "This is the only strength. It seems that I think too highly of you."

"How is it possible? You are not doing anything at all." Muto is quite confident in his leg strength, not to mention that he is still in a state of transformation. He dare not say that his legs are as fast as a knife, but at least he can still do it as fast as lightning.

Yes, but even with such leg strength, he couldn't hurt the opponent at all.

Then his defense power is a bit exaggerated, right? Muto didn't believe in evil and just kicked him a few times, but the result was still the same.

"Have you finished kicking? If you have finished kicking, it will be my turn to attack." After saying this, he grabbed Muto's thigh.

Because the thighs were right in front of him, if he grabbed the upper body, it would be too laborious to extend his arms, so he adopted the least labor-intensive method.

After grabbing the opponent's thigh, he threw him to the ground with all his strength. Muto couldn't bear such great strength. He vomited three liters of blood on the spot. He was not unconscious but was not far from death.

"I didn't expect you to be awake. It seems that it's thanks to the protection of the mucous membrane on your body that you can persist until now. It's pretty good, that thing." He said with a smile.

The smiling look in the opponent's eyes made Muto feel sick. He was not so insulting. He could crush his opponent at will with his strong defense and still laugh at the opponent's lack of effort. It was simply too bullying!

Muto really wants to say, if you are able, take off that layer of armor and let's have a fair fight. It's still unclear who will win and who will lose?

Of course, this is just a joke. The defensive power you get is your own ability. Why should you give up your strengths to compete with your weaknesses?
Chapter completed!