Marvel: The Greatest Hero Era

He then glared fiercely at Boyka.

Boyka assumed a fighting stance.

The enormous monster charged straight up; it was even twice the size of the towering Boyka.

However, just as he rushed forward, Boyka struck him in the jaw with a spinning kick.

That bastard was actually knocked unconscious and fell to the ground.

Amid cheers from the audience, Boyka stepped forward and mounted the pervert.

With her left hand gripping his neck, she repeatedly punched his face with her right fist.

One time, two times, dozens of times.

The pervert was beaten beyond recognition and coughed up blood.

Soon, the pervert opened his lifeless eyes and stopped breathing, but Boyka continued to attack his head.

The referee ran over and tried to pull Boyka away, but was pushed to the ground.

Bo Yika continued to whip the freak's corpse until its head was smashed to pieces and turned into a pile of mangled flesh before he stopped.

Chapter 1193 Pre-Battle Preparations

Amidst the cheers of the audience in Boyka Boyka Boyka.

Boyka stood up.

The referee raised his hand high, indicating that the card was the winner of today's game.

Boyka shook off the referee and pointed at Zhao Chen in the stands.

“You’re next, I’m going to smash your head in,” Boyka yelled.

“Then let’s give it a try!” Zhao Chen said.

Boyka stormed off the ring.

Zhao Chen showed no fear. As a former demigod, what kind of situation hadn't he seen? What could a relatively strong human possibly do?

Zhao Chen returned to his cell, where the old man was also present.

The bruises on the old man's face have improved.

"Brother Zhao Chen, you are about to face a fierce battle, perhaps a battle that will determine your life or death!" the old man said.

"Hehe, maybe you underestimate me too much. Boyka is no match for me."

"Pride comes before a fall. You can't do that. You need to intensify your training and strengthen yourself over the next few days to defeat him. And you absolutely must not underestimate him," the old man said.

"Hehe, beating him is as easy for me as a father beating his son." Zhao Chen seemed very confident.

“You shouldn’t think like that. Boyka was a world boxing champion and a UFC champion before he went to jail for murder... He destroyed all his opponents in an instant here. He’s not human; he’s the embodiment of evil.” The old man began to ramble on.

"Hehe, I don't want to say too much, but I'm going to beat him up!" Zhao Chen was very unconvinced, and he couldn't wait to show the old man just how powerful he was.

“I’m very worried about your brother. You’re a good man, so please be careful. Even though you’re quite skilled, don’t underestimate Boyka’s abilities… He’s definitely not someone to mess with,” the old man said.

"Hmph!" Zhao Chen didn't say anything more.

"Brother Zhao Chen, what fighting techniques do you know? Tell me about them!" the old man said.

“I know boxing, I know traditional martial arts... that’s all I know, but that’s enough to deal with Boyka!” Zhao Chen said.

"No, Boyka is an expert in jujitsu. He'll drag the fight to the ground. Brother Zhao Chen, you have to be careful. Don't let him drag you to the ground!"

"The ground? Am I afraid of it? I was rolling around on the ground when I fought with him the other day, and he didn't do anything to me!"

"That was a fight. He might have been blinded by anger and forgotten some ground techniques. But this time is different. This is a fighting tournament in the ring. We must not underestimate him!"

"Alright, I won't underestimate my opponent, but I also won't train, because I don't need to train at all!"

Several days passed quickly.

Zhao Chen and Boyka walked onto the boxing ring from opposite corners.

“I’m going to end your life today!” Boyka said.

Before the referee could announce the start of the match, Zhao Chen had already thrown a punch at Boyka's head.

But to his utter surprise, the punch landed squarely on Boyka's nose.

He was punched so hard that his nose was covered in blood and he was swaying unsteadily.

"Not bad, not bad! That punch was powerful!" Boyka wiped the blood from his nose and swung a big punch at Zhao Chen.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Chen dodged the punch by diving down and simultaneously landed an uppercut squarely on Boyka's chin, leaving Boyka swaying precariously.

"How about that? You're still too weak," Zhao Chen said.

Boyka, spitting out blood, suddenly threw a jab. Zhao Chen dodged to the side but was unexpectedly struck in the chest by Boyka's flying knee, causing him to stagger.

After the first round, the two players returned to their respective corners of the table to rest for one minute.

An assistant handed Zhao Chen a glass of water.

Zhao Chen downed the bottle of water without even thinking.

Ding Ding Ding!

Soon, the second round began.

Zhao Chen and Bo Yika got together.

Zhao Chen used boxing, while Boyka used Muay Thai. The two fought evenly, each landing a hit.

However, Zhao Chen suddenly felt dizzy and seemed to see two Boykas in front of him.

Zhao Chen swayed precariously.

Boyka delivered a high kick that knocked Zhao Chen to the ground, and Zhao Chen was already in shock.

"Pah!" Boyka turned and walked away.

After a while, Zhao Chen woke up and limped off the stage, seemingly still suffering from a slight concussion.

Back in the cell.

"Someone drugged me in the water, I'm sure of it!" Zhao Chen said, his face bruised and swollen.

"That's how this prison is; nothing is absolutely fair. Now you understand!"

"No, I want World War II! I'll kill him next time!" Zhao Chen said...

Actually, you're quite lucky today!

"Good luck? How can losing the game because I was tricked be considered good luck?" Zhao Chen asked.

"Because after you were knocked down, Boyka didn't throw any more punches... In the past, Boyka could kill all his opponents; none of his opponents ever walked off the ring alive!"

"Then why didn't he beat me to death today?"

"I don't know either, maybe it's just that heroes appreciate each other!" the old man said.

"I don't want to be on good terms with this bastard, I just want to beat him to death!" Zhao Chen was furious.

"Then you need to work harder on your training. Even if you were drugged, you didn't seem to gain any advantage in the fight before the drug took effect!"

"I clearly dealt him two heavy blows in a row at the beginning, how could I not have gained the upper hand?" Zhao Chen was clearly a little unconvinced.

"Because he underestimated you at first, he was boxing you... boxing isn't his strongest technique!"

"But didn't you say before that he was a world boxing champion before he went to prison?"

"Yes, but he probably didn't expect your boxing to be so powerful... You saw that after he started using his legs, you started to get a little tired, didn't you?" the old man said.

"Well, what should I do now?" Zhao Chen finally put down his airs.

“You need to add some other fighting skills…” Old 3.2 said.

"But who can teach me?"

"me!"

"You? Three thugs beat you up badly enough!" Zhao Chen laughed.

“But I’ve watched boxing matches for decades, and Brother Zhao Chen should have heard that a good boxer isn’t necessarily a good coach…and conversely, a good coach isn’t necessarily a good boxer! And I am that good coach!” the old man said.

"Then I'll trust you this once... How should I train now?" Zhao Chen asked.

“You should improve your Muay Thai skills and learn some ground jiu-jitsu,” the old man said.

"Then when do we start?"

"We can begin now. Are you ready?" The old man stood up abruptly.

"Of course I'm ready. This time, I'm going to beat Boyka to death. I, Zhao Chen, always keep my word!"

Chapter 1194 Zhao Chen's Opponent is a Real Man

Under the old man's careful guidance, Zhao Chen gradually mastered other fighting techniques, and he seemed to be becoming more and more professional!

In fact, Zhao Chen was also thinking about some issues at many times.