Fog Survival

Amid the thunderous cheers from the audience, the thin young man had no expression on his face and didn't even make any warm-up moves. He just stood quietly and stared at the ring silently.

The Thunder Bear opposite had a sharp gaze and was doing some simple warm-up exercises. A layer of fine sweat appeared on his copper-colored skin to restore his body functions to optimal condition.

Both sides of the battle have very strong psychological qualities. They are completely unaffected by the audience's words and are focusing on adjusting themselves.

Time passed slowly, and as the hour arrived, the battle began.

"The time is up, please enter the life and death arena for both combatants to prepare!"

The referee's shout rang out, instantly pushing the atmosphere of the entire underground gambling arena to its climax.

Amidst countless mixed cheers, yells, support and screams, Thunder Bear was so powerful that he jumped up with his legs and the arena could not help but tremble.

Opposite, the young man stepped up the steps with his long, thin legs, his bones making a crunching sound.

When both sides stood in the ring, the calm eyes under the messy chicken coop met the ferocious beast-like gaze of the Thunder Bear.

"Both sides are ready...the battle begins! Beep beep beep!"

With the sharp whistle blowing and the roar of cheers, the battle officially started.

Both sides are masters who have experienced eight life and death arenas. They already have a lot of experience, and neither of them looks down on their opponents.

Thunder Bear jumped easily, making a boxing defensive posture, his sharp eyes passed through his fists, silently watching the boy opposite.

The two sides looked at each other for more than ten seconds, but neither of them took the lead in attacking.

Thunder Bear couldn't help but frown. He didn't launch an attack, not because he couldn't attack, but because there were too many opportunities to attack!

In his eyes, the boy opposite him had no fighting skills, and every movement was full of flaws.

But he understands very well that being able to win eight consecutive victories here is by no means simple.

Therefore, he did not dare to have any contempt.

Thunder Bear's mind was constantly thinking about the battle plan, and his steps were gradually approaching, looking for the opportunity to attack.

When he got close to 2 meters away, he stopped and circled the young man back and forth to test.

At this distance, relying on the combat skills of both sides, a surprise attack can be achieved, causing fatal damage.

However, the young man only stared at his opponent silently, his muscles tensed slightly and his knees slightly bent.

The thunder bear kept changing its steps and positions, adjusting its breathing and rhythm.

Finally, when no one could react, he chose the direction he thought had the best chance of winning and the most difficult to resist attack, and launched a whip kick!

"Bang!"

The powerful whip leg stopped in mid-air. With incredible speed and strength, the young man used his calf to block the charged blow.

"How is that possible?!" Thunder Bear's pupils shrank, showing a completely incomprehensible look.

The young man's resistance posture was very non-standard, just amateur level.

Logically speaking, if you resist in such a way, your bones will be broken by the whip leg, and your whole body will be kicked down.

But this young man not only blocked it, but also blocked it in mid-air, which was completely unreasonable.

In the luxurious private room, An Changlin also stepped forward and asked with some confusion: "What kind of strength do they have? Why can they be blocked in such an easy way?"

Meng Xuemin immediately replied: "At the peak of the normal level, it is only one step away from reaching the good level. Logically speaking, when the Thunder Bear charges up a blow, even if it is a good level, it will be difficult to easily block it."

"Then why..." An Changlin frowned. Even a layman like him could see that his resistance was unreasonable.

But soon, he thought of a possibility and murmured to himself: "The bones are so slender, but they can easily withstand this kind of attack. Could it be that the bone density is a problem..."

After Meng Xuemin heard this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "Boss, it's true. His bone density is unusual, far higher than the normal level."

"And another thing is that his joint toughness and muscle reflexes are very strong, but his combat skills are not very high."

While everyone was in shock, the battle still continued.

The attack failed. Although the thunder bear was shocked, he immediately pulled back his legs and tried to defend himself.

However, the young man is as quiet as a virgin and as active as a rabbit!

After raising his leg to easily resist the attack, he twisted his hip sharply again, raised his leg at an alarming speed, and whipped his leg with a high whip.

The thunder bear had no time to retract its legs, so it had to quickly extend its arms to protect its head in a blocking posture.

Although he successfully blocked it, due to the unstable chassis, he was kicked away by the powerful force.

On the left arm used by Thunder Bear to block, a red mark was left, which gradually turned purple. The capillaries had been completely broken, and fine blood beads were overflowing.

Thunder Bear only felt a burst of burning pain, but the intense mental concentration and the surge of adrenaline made him forget the pain for a short time.

However, his thinking was still very rational, and he couldn't help but shout: "What a fast speed! What a strong bone."

He has clearly felt that the young man in front of him is not very strong, but his bone hardness and reaction speed are really abnormal!

Relying purely on physical talent, he was able to suppress himself in an instant.

But beyond his expectation, the young man did not continue to attack, but temporarily stopped the offensive.

Only then did he discover that there was an obvious blood stain on the young man's leg, which was used to resist and slap him.

"So that's it!" Lei Xiong had a vague guess in his heart: the young man's bones are indeed very hard, but his skin is normal skin.

After experiencing a fierce blow, his skin could not withstand it.

However, the young man only rested for a few seconds, then quickly leaned forward and continued to whip him with a series of whip kicks.

The speed was so fast that it left a series of unclear afterimages.

At this time, An Changlin couldn't help but sigh: "No wonder he is called ham, it turns out that this means..."

Then, while watching the game intently, he asked the spectator Meng Xuemin next to him: "Who do you think will win between the two of them?"

Meng Xuemin bowed slightly and said: "The young man has a very strong explosive power, and many people can't withstand his offensive. But his endurance is not good, and his own physical fitness can't withstand such a high-intensity battle."

"And Lei Xiong, a typical resistant and durable type, thinks that with the offensive of the young man, It's hard to end the fight in a short time."

"Once Lei Xiong reacts, there will be no suspense in the following games. So I think Lei Xiong has a higher chance of winning."

An Changlin nodded and asked a question that was irrelevant: "Has this ham ever defeated his opponent with his fists?"

"With fists? I remember that in the eight games, he won with his legs!"

"Since he didn't use fists, why are his arms and fists all covered with blood and bruises?"

Meng Xuemin's pupils shrank, and his eyes immediately turned to the ring: "This..."