This Pokémon can do martial arts!

"Why does your face look so pale? It's like seeing a ghost." Yujiro's face was cold and ferocious, and he threw the bright red tomato juice on the ground with a flick of his hand, as indifferent as if he didn't care about all this.

"How could it be..." Dior frowned, and the anger of unwillingness and humiliation was hidden in the depths of his pupils: "I... the dignified Dior... unexpectedly suffered such humiliation!"

Yujiro looked down at Dior from a high position, with undisguised contempt in his eyes: "It seems that your rumors are all false reputation."

"Hehehehahahahaha, I thought you would be very powerful, but you turned out to be a trashy and cowardly vampire."

Seeing Yujiro's contempt with both voice and emotion, the anger in Dio's heart was rising every second, and the hatred for Yujiro and the sense of shame brought about by this humiliation were gradually rising.

"Hmm, what's the matter? Are you not convinced? Then stand up quickly~" Yujiro said with a smile, while slowly raising his fisted hands above his head.

The next moment, the face that was originally full of sarcasm and contempt gradually became distorted and terrifying. He had already seen the clown's performance, so there was no need to watch it a second time.

"Damn..." Dio was getting more and more angry, but he also knew that if Eijiro's move was dropped, it would cause a series of irreparable effects.

The time-stop ability was activated again, and the group of figures below Yujiro disappeared in an instant. He raised his head slightly, and Dio was standing at the door with his hands in his pockets, and he seemed to be trying to put on a B pose.

"It's so noisy..." At this time, Dior's clothes are clean and flawless, his hair is messy and full of beauty, the missing parts have been replaced, and even the blood that has flowed all over the ground has disappeared. The only thing left may be that anger.

"Hehe, interesting~ It seems that the rumors are likely to be true." Yujiro squinted at Dio, his neck made crackling sounds, and the veins on his body became even more creepy.

Although Dio was still furious at this time, he tried his best to suppress the overwhelming anger in his heart, and said to Yujiro in a calm and steady tone: "I admit that you shocked me, you have exceeded my expectations, and your power is even more promising..."

"Enough." Yujiro smiled, and took the right to speak into his own hands: "Dior, you have indeed exceeded my expectations, but you are just an empty talker who likes to use rhetoric to talk about mysterious knowledge."

"I'm not interested in you, you should go now."

He was obviously so angry that he was furious, but instead of being angry, Dio smiled and turned into joy: "It was a trial just now."

The two looked at each other, seeing the gunpowder in the air getting thicker and thicker, and when the two were about to fight again, Yujiro suddenly fell down without warning.

"Nani?!" Dio was a little confused by Yujiro's sudden action without warning, but then he found Yujiro standing on the ground and looking at him with a smirk.

At this time, Yujiro was lying on the ground, his legs were slightly bent but still lying flat, his arms propped up half of his body with his backhands on the ground, and he shouted at Dio from the height: "This trick is called 〖Ali Hunter Mentality〗"

"Unfortunately, once this move is used, no one can break it, except..." At this point, Yujiro's words paused slightly, and the smile seemed to be lost on the shadowed face.

This posture is not a sign of weakness. When a tiger is in a duel with the same kind, one of the tigers will suddenly lie on the ground with their backs leaning on each other, but it is only done to better use their limbs to attack, and this move is also the same.

Being able to launch an attack from any angle anytime and anywhere, this is the unsolvable part of this trick. From ancient times to the present, almost no one can crack this trick, except for one old six.

That person is the son of Ali's boxing champion. He didn't solve this unsolvable trick, but ran away when Yujiro used this trick, which almost drove Yujiro out of his wits at that time.

But now, his opponent is Dior, and he doesn't believe that people of this level will run away halfway: "So, what will you do next?"

"At this moment, show your true strength to break this trick!" Yujiro's smile became brighter, and he looked forward to Dior's next move more and more.

"Hmph, I'm shocked and puzzled by your behavior," Dior looked at Yujiro intriguingly, with an incomprehensible smile on his mouth: "I can't understand why someone would break through this trick at all?"

"According to my initial understanding, martial arts was actually invented for the weak, in order to allow the weak to have the ability to protect themselves against the strong."

"If you, a strong enemy, lie down and show weakness, I won't even want to kill you."

The smile on Yuujiro's face began to disappear, and his brows deformed as his anger increased.

"People kneel before me when they take oaths, but you can just lie down too."

"Huh?!" Yujiro's eyelids began to tremble involuntarily. Although the anger had been ignited, more of it was his confusion towards Dio.

"But... I can't accept that you insult yourself like this."

"How about we meet on Friday and have a showdown together?"

"Say goodbye to you."

Immediately afterwards, under Yujiro's sluggish gaze, such a big Dior disappeared in an instant, and the door behind him suddenly closed with a bang.

Yujiro was lying on the ground blankly, his eyes were full of confusion and confusion, he hadn't realized what happened, so he didn't make any movement in the next few seconds.

The next moment, Yujiro quietly realized.

He ran away!He just ran away!Dior made the same choice as Ali's son!Just run away! !
Yujiro, who wanted to understand, had all the veins bulging all over his body, and his red hair began to sway wildly, with hatred and hatred on his face.

"You boy!!!" Yujiro clenched his teeth and was furious, crushing the anti-theft door into pieces of paper with his fist, but when he smashed through the door frame and rushed out of the corridor, he didn't see Dio again.

"Damn!! Damn!! Damn!!!"

Yujiro combined his fists and slammed them to the ground to vent his anger. The thunderous sound made Dio, who was [-] meters away, couldn't help but look back.

Because he couldn't find a target to vent, Yujiro could only return to the room full of resentment, while Guo Haihuang was looking at him with four smiles on the recliner: "Strong man, you have been swayed by a young man again."

Yujiro looked back and glanced at Guo Haihuang. If he was not Guo Haihuang but someone else, Yujiro would have beaten him as a sandbag.

"Hey, old man, have you heard what Dior said?" Yujiro asked Guo Haihuang, "Are you going to participate in the competition next Friday?"

"I don't need it." Guo Haihuang smiled lightly and rejected Yujiro's invitation.

"Is it because of Lin?" Although Yujiro was displeased, he was helpless. After all, he killed someone's apprentice and asked him for help. It's really a bit shameless.

"No," the kind smile on Guo Haihuang's face disappeared. Although he also hated Yujiro, he didn't hate it to that extent, and it wasn't because of this that he rejected Yujiro.

Guo Haihuang closed his eyes and recalled Lin Wucheng's handsome face with dark circles all the time, and then said calmly: "That was his (drama) own (love) choice (killing) choice."