The girl with white hair and red eyes is serious about revenge

When Grace was daydreaming, Carly suddenly exclaimed:

“Oh! That’s bad…”

"What's wrong?" Perlis turned her head with great vigilance.

"Zakamos...he..."

Carly swallowed her saliva, her eyes widened. She quickly controlled the drone light that appeared in the air, her expression gradually becoming serious.

"His body...is not on the battlefield...could it be..."

"time to go."

Quickly and neatly, Perlis started towards the other side of the hill. Carly and Grace were stunned at first, then they hurriedly followed her.

"Little White Flower? Do you know where he went...?" Carly followed Pearlis with some confusion.

"Where else could he go?" Perlis responded calmly, "If he's not dead yet, then there's only one place he could go."

......

"boom--"

"boom--"

"boom--"

Pace gritted his teeth and dodged the Black Boxer's charged punch for the third time. Although it didn't take much effort to complete a perfect dodge with the blessing of MK-50 "Fighting God", the whistling punch was really scary.

This guy...really doesn't seem to be in a bad mood at all. Is he stimulated by something?

"It's a close fight! The [Snow Sculpture] keeps dodging the [Black Boxer]'s attacks. Is this a humiliation for him? Or has he run out of tricks?"

The commentator's roar was full of passion, and cheers broke out in waves around the Colosseum, the sound waves making Pace feel a little dizzy.

Pace looked at the waist of the [Black Boxing King]. His airbag had been reinforced with a layer of armor, and it didn't look like it could be easily broken.

It seems that this guy is really serious...

But isn't Pace serious about this?

"boom--"

At the moment of dodging the fourth powerful punch, Pace rushed forward suddenly. With the blessing of the "Fighting God", his steps were sharp and fast, and he passed between the arms of the [Black Boxing King] in an instant.

Then, he fiercely raised the cold steel knife, ready to pierce his heart——

"boom--"

A strong wind came, and at the critical moment, Pace lowered his head to dodge, and the "Fighting God" instantly bounced to the side. He looked up and saw that the "Black Boxing King" had already clasped his arms tightly together. If he had not dodged just now, he would probably have become a pile of meat patties now.

This is really difficult...this guy is so crazy.

Pace took a deep breath, and amid the overwhelming cheers from the Shura Field, he gently turned the cold weapons in his hands.

"Tear it apart! Tear it apart!" the [Black Boxing King] roared, and his two iron fists kept smashing against each other, producing sparks one after another.

"Ha...you lunatic..." Pace said, taking light steps while staring at the [Black Boxing King].

The pressure of this battle was indeed much more difficult than Pace had imagined, but even so, things were still within his control.

After all, the power of MK-50 "Fighting God" has not been demonstrated at all.

"Ahhhh!"

With a terrifying roar, the [Black Boxing King] began a frantic charge towards Pace, his fist raised high, and countless steam spurted out from the gap.

"boom--"

Pace dodged the punch with great agility. Then, he ducked and dodged the heavy blow from the black boxing champion.

"boom--"

The ground of the Colosseum was smashed into a big hole by the giant fist, and the soil and rocks flew everywhere. Pace jumped back two steps to keep a distance from the [Black Boxer].

"Face me!!!" Tommy roared, the veins on his neck popping out, "Coward! Bastard! Tear him to pieces!"

"Alas... Is this the only vocabulary you have?" Pace shook his head helplessly, "Can you come up with something new?"

"Fancy tricks? I'm a beast! I'm going to tear you to pieces! Go to hell! Skinny white rat!" Tommy roared hysterically.

"White skinny rat? Oh my god... please..."

Pace rolled his eyes, raised the axe engraved with the shape of a snow sculpture head forward, and his black eyes flashed with fire.

"You want to compete in brute force? I'm from Thebit..."

The next moment, the [Black Fist King] charged again, his giant fist breaking through the air. The giant with the iron fist was like a wild beast that had broken free from its reins, completely irrational in his frenzy.

The next moment, Pace charged forward at the same time, holding the axe high in his hand.

This is the moment Pace was waiting for: the completely enraged [Black Boxing King] was like a wild beast, without any rational considerations at all.

To fight a wild beast is to arouse its desire.

As for humans who are above nature, nature only needs to strangle them with reason, which is regarded as the treasure of mankind.

"呲呲-"

After charging for a few steps, Pace suddenly stopped, his boots stirring up a cloud of dust on the ground. He suddenly put his two weapons back at his waist without any sign of panic. Seeing this, the commentator began his sharp commentary again:

"Oh? The Snow Sculpture has put away his weapon. What is he going to do? Is he going to surrender? Ladies and students, the Black Boxer never shows mercy!"

As the charging beast attacked, Pace just waited quietly, his dark eyes seemed to be burning with fire and flowing with water.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

[Black Boxing King] roared, steam gushing out from his huge black fist, and his strong feet stirred up the dust on the ground, causing a cloud of ochre-colored smoke to fill the sky.

In the blink of an eye, he was so close that Pace could almost see the lines on the black fist.

It's now!

"Click——"

Pace stomped his feet hard, and the earth-shaking hook extending from the MK-50 "Fighting God" exoskeleton armor pierced fiercely into the ground of the Colosseum, fixing Pace firmly in place.

Then, Pace raised his left arm, a cross unfolded, and the blue factor energy shield was instantly activated——

"boom--"

The huge iron fist smashed hard on the factor energy shield in Pace's hand. A violent shock wave erupted in front of Pace, but he did not feel much substantial impact.

Kinetic energy absorption and conversion is the biggest selling point of the MK-50 "Fighting God". This is what Carly wrote in the instruction manual.

Looking at the astonished black boxing champion in front of him, Pace smiled gently. At this moment, the gaps in his exoskeleton armor were highlighted by blue light, and it was obvious that it had been fully charged.

It seems...Miss Carly gave this move a...pretty cool name?

This is a rare opportunity, so let's shout out once -

“【Tit for Tat】!!”

Pace clenched his right fist, and the exoskeleton on his arm extended a spike that gathered blue factor energy. The Earthshaker Hook was pulled out, and all the kinetic energy created by the [Black Boxing King]'s punch was condensed on the factor energy spike, and it swung forward with Pace's fist.

A trace of fear flashed across the cloudy eyes of the [Black Boxing King]. Seeing that the situation was not good, he suddenly raised his other fist and punched towards Pace.

"boom--"

The moment the two fists hit, a huge shock wave exploded. Pace's fist instantly shattered the black iron gloves on the hands of the [Black Boxing King], smashing the entire fist -

"Ah ah ah."

Black iron splashed everywhere, scattering sparks. The [Black Boxer] screamed, and his huge body was blown away like a tattered curtain, smashing hard on the edge of the Colosseum.

"boom--"

The earth and rocks collapsed, smoke and dust filled the air, and on the huge [Shura Field], only Pace was still standing.

......

8) False Idols (Part 8)

Huge waves of cheers swept across the floor of the Colosseum, and the audience roared and celebrated after witnessing Pace's stunning blow.

"A perfect counterattack from the [Snow Sculpture]! Guys! Is this the end of the legend of the [Black Boxer]?"

The commentator's throat had become hoarse from yelling, and his face was distorted. It would be more accurate to say that he was shouting at the top of his lungs rather than at the top of his lungs, rather than looking excited.

has it ended?

Pace took out the Factor Energy Axe, turned it gently, and gave it a little blue light.

No, it's not that simple. We must make sure he is dead.

At this moment, the commentator screamed as if he had seen a ghost:

"Oh! Look at that! The Black Boxer is still alive! He's standing up! He's standing up!"

Pace looked towards the other side of the Colosseum and caught a glimpse of the figure slowly rising from the dust. The figure of [Black Boxing Champion] Tommy Bullard was staggering, and his right fist had been completely smashed by Pace, becoming a bloody mess, with even some white bones exposed.

MK-50 "Fighting God" absorbed all the kinetic energy created by Tommy's charged punch and concentrated it on one point of the punch. Not only did it have a stronger single-point breakthrough capability, it also became extremely destructive.

But even so, the [Black Boxing King] still did not die. Should we say that he has a strong vitality?

Since you are not dead, I will give you a ride.

Blood rushed up his head, like a cellar in the snow, and Pace's eyes were bloodshot. The bloodthirsty gene unique to the Thebites made his heart beat fast. He was usually a Buddhist, but at this moment, he was doubly exuding bloodthirsty genes.

"Are you still not giving up? Tommy," Pace sneered softly, spinning the weapon in his hand, "It's time to get out of the way."

"Tear...tear...red sugar cane..."

The Black Boxing King staggered towards Pace, his eyes bloodshot and his body covered with scars from the previous collision. He was clearly on the verge of death, but was still being driven by some strange force.

"Tear up..."

"Shut up, beast!"

The exoskeleton suddenly emitted a jet of air, and Pace jumped high. Amid the cheers of the [Shura Field], he raised the axe in his hand, aimed at the [Black Boxer]'s head, and chopped it down -

"clang--"

Sparks flew, and to Pace's astonishment, the Black Boxer's left fist blocked Pace's execution at an unprecedented speed.

The next second, the [Black Boxing King] rammed his head into Pace like crazy—

"Ugh!"

The hard head hit Pace's stomach, knocking him down from the air. Before he could come to his senses, another storm hit him -

"boom--"

With the energy shield deployed, Pace blocked the charged punch of the [Black Boxer]. The next second, the punch came out, this time aiming directly at Tommy's chest.

"boom--"

The body of the [Black Boxing King] was once again knocked away by Pace, crashing into the edge of the arena, leaving cracks all over the wall.

After a few seconds, the staggering figure walked out of the smoke and dust again, with bloodshot eyes.

How can it be....

Pace took two steps back. Not to mention the blow that broke the [Black Boxer]'s right hand, the blow just now was aimed at his chest, how could he still be alive?

"Oh my god! Black Boxer's counterattack! Look! He's still standing! What a miracle..."

Although the commentator's lines were in awe of the life of the "Black Boxing King", Pace heard a hint of fear in them. This was not surprising: Tommy Bullard's upper body was blown up and covered in blood, and some broken tissue had begun to fall to the ground, looking extremely miserable.

But even so, he still walked towards Pace, with dull eyes flashing.

"Tear up..."

Seeing the zombie-like [Black Boxing King], Pace was a little panicked. He had never seen such a monster before, and even though he didn't think he would lose this match, this scene...

Why on earth? How could he...

Pace observed carefully and found that Tommy was chewing something. As if to satisfy his curiosity, Tommy spit out a lot of dark brown crumbs on the ground, which looked like some kind of chewed fiber.

Come to think of it... the battlefield was full of these kinds of things from the very beginning...

Pace looked around the battlefield and found that it was full of things that Tommy had chewed and spit out. There were a few pieces that were not chewed completely, and Pace could only barely make out some of them - they were red pieces, probably slices of some kind of fruit.

Oh my god...this is so gross..is this some kind of drug or something?

"Tear...tear into pieces..."