I am the king of fighting!

Chapter 12 War

After half an hour.

"The next one to appear is--" the host shouted loudly to stir up the emotions.

"Devil Muscle Man!"

"Ah!" The man in suspenders, wearing a tiger mask and tight pants, who had been standing on the ring for a long time, raised his hands and let out a roar.

"The devil's muscle man! The devil's muscle man!" The audience underground shouted together under the leadership of Tuo.

The atmosphere suddenly became lively.

"And our challenger is a newcomer who is making his debut today. His nickname is--" The host was still trying to create an atmosphere, but there was a burst of boos from the audience.

"Butcher!"

Lin Xi didn't care about the noise below the ring at all. He wore a very ordinary black mask on his face, and his eyes were full of indifference.

The nickname "Butcher" was simply made up by the host. He has never participated in any boxing matches, nor has he had any communication with the organizers here.

Chuishuijie is the one who looks after the place, but he is not the one who organizes the boxing matches. He is just a security guard at the door, which is almost no different from his previous job as a doorman at a bar.

"Let's continue the killing!" The host looked so excited when talking on the microphone that it was hard not to wonder if he would die suddenly on the spot.

"The game~~~~ begins!"

The devil muscle man with the nickname "The Street is Full of Blame" waved his hand and said carelessly: "It's your bad luck to run into me, kid, I'll let you make the first move."

The Devil Muscle Man is at least 1.9 meters tall, which is quite tall in East Asia. He has strong muscles and looks extremely strong. When he stretches his arms, the muscles on his back spread out like wings, and his chest muscles move up and down, which is very shocking against the backdrop of the tights.

Lin Xi is only 1.82 meters tall. Even after being strengthened, his muscles are just streamlined. He also wears loose sportswear, which makes him look like a complete weakling in comparison.

He licked his lips and leaned down slowly without any hesitation. In terms of size and experience, he was inferior to the other party, so this was not the time to be humble.

"Swish~" Lin Xi shot out like an arrow, and in the blink of an eye he was next to the devil muscle man, with his hands like eagle claws diagonally hooking his ribs.

"Good boy!" The devil muscle man's originally casual expression suddenly restrained, his muscles tensed, one hand stretched out to block the eagle claw, and the other hand swung towards Lin Xi's temple.

Lin Xi leaned his body, swung out his eagle claw and tore it sideways, and with his other hand he grabbed the devil muscle man's forearm. He almost turned sideways and made a completely flat iron bridge.

The devil muscle man took a half step back, stretched out his hands, and blocked the eagle claws that were almost tearing his entire abdomen apart. Lin Xi also stood up, and the two faced each other again.

"What a superb Eagle Claw skill." He reached out and touched his ribs, and a moist feeling came over him. He knew without even looking that the three scratches were definitely left on his ribs.

"Are you a disciple of the Eagle Claw Sect?"

Lin Xi pursed his lips and did not respond. He stepped forward again, using Eagle Claw Skill like mercury pouring out, and then attacked with a series of twelve punches.

The Devil Muscle Man parried slowly, he seemed to be very familiar with this move. In the brief moment after finishing a set of moves, he used his palm like a tiger claw to pass through the gap between Lin Xi's palms and hit Lin Xi's chest.

"dong dong dong"

Lin Xi took four heavy steps back and groaned. His throat was already somewhat sweet. The Devil Muscle Man narrowed his eyes and said, "Boy, surrender." Such a proficient Eagle Claw skill was definitely not the kind of skill that could be practiced casually with a secret book. Moreover, to be able to block his palm, he must have practiced the "strength". This person could only be a disciple of the Eagle Claw Sect.

"My experience, strength and ability to withstand blows are far behind his." Lin Xi covered his chest and coughed a few times. This palm was too painful. Fortunately, he had already trained his strength and reacted before being hit. He used the strength circulating in his body to block most of the force. Otherwise, he would have fainted by now.

"Again!" He recovered from the most painful period, glanced at the energy tank that started rolling again, and rubbed his body forward again.

"Looking for death." The devil muscle man came forward with a murderous look on his face. It was not that he was afraid of this young man, but he did not want to damage the relationship with the Eagle Claw Sect, and he was optimistic about the other party's future.

The two men fought again. This time, Lin Xi absorbed the experience from before and did not rush to use Eagle Claw Kung Fu to attack. Instead, he relied more on on-the-spot reaction to break the opponent's moves.

He was already very proficient in the Eagle Claw Kung Fu and could actually break it down and use it against the enemy, but he lacked experience and that's why he was hit in the chest by someone.

If it were a life-and-death battle, Lin Xi would have died countless times after receiving a palm strike just now. A real enemy would not stop when he was injured, but would directly take advantage of the victory and kill him on the spot with a few consecutive moves.

After the second fight, Lin Xi continued his momentum and attacked fiercely, countering the Devil Muscle Man's moves. The Devil Muscle Man calmly resisted and fought back from time to time. The two of them clashed more than a dozen times within a few minutes.

From an outsider's perspective, it seemed like Lin Xi's defeat was inevitable after a long period of attack. But in reality, both opponents knew this clearly.

Lin Xi was unable to break the opponent's move. His martial arts were indeed stronger than his. He could only keep attacking and make use of his youth. The Devil Muscle Man was simply old. He was over forty years old and had not been able to cultivate his "qi". His body had begun to decline and his physical strength was far inferior to Lin Xi's. When the battle lasted more than five minutes, his breathing had begun to become disordered.

"Roar!" During the fight, the devil muscle man suddenly roared, then turned from defense to offense, and clapped his palms continuously.

Lin Xi only felt his head go blank when the roar sounded, and his whole body froze for a moment. When he came to his senses, he thought to himself that something was not good, but it was too late to dodge. Looking at the palm that was within reach, he suddenly laughed.

"Click~"

The bones of the shoulder made a crisp sound, and at the same time, an eagle's cry was heard. Lin Xi's other hand quietly slipped into the devil muscle man's open chest, and with full strength, he pushed away the arm that was trying to defend, and gently clasped it on the neck.

"Humph"

The next second, Lin Xi did not pinch down, but withdrew his hand and stepped back a few steps, standing on the edge of the ring and gasping for breath.

The devil muscle man's forehead was covered with cold sweat. His previous move was already ruthless enough. Even if the opponent came to his senses and resisted, he still had many tricks up his sleeve. However, he had never expected one thing -

The opponent didn't even use any strength to defend himself. He just let his shoulders fall to the blows. Risking being crippled, he attacked with his claws with all his strength.

This caught him completely off guard, and the strength he managed to hold on was completely inadequate for resistance. If Lin Xi had wanted, he would have been a corpse.

Exchange injury for life.

Lin Xi's face was pale, he was sweating profusely, and his left arm hung limply. Judging from his appearance, he was definitely much more miserable than the Devil Muscle Man, and he was definitely the image of a loser.

"I lost." A hoarse voice sounded. The slap on his chest just now had affected his respiratory tract.

Since the other party held back at the beginning, he would not take the other party's life.

Not for martial arts, not for any spirit, and not for any human feelings.

It's just that he doesn't want to.

(End of this chapter)