Griffon leisurely walked onto the stage and stretched his arms and legs.
On his body.
He was even wearing a suit.
The referee kept reminding him to take off his suit to avoid affecting the fight. Griffon smiled and waved his hand. "It's fine. It will be over soon!"
Faced with Griffon's shocking behavior, the referee could only tell him that he couldn't compete in a suit. The reason was that there was a rule that in order to prevent all kinds of weird outfits from showing off one's personality and dazzling the audience, the contestants had to wear a uniform. Of course, there was also the sponsor. In order to compete for this sponsorship, countless big companies had fought behind the scenes for who knows how many times. It was not easy to determine the winner.
Griffon had no other choice.
He could only take the clothes from the staff and quickly change beside the stage.
As Griffon changed, Turner the cactus stirred up the emotions of the audience. He roared from time to time and raised his arms to exaggerate his strength. Although most of the audience didn't like him, many people in Europe and America with hardcore tastes were interested in him.
Normal people would never be able to imagine the bottom line of this hardcore guy.
Some people with super hardcore tastes had no bottom line at all.
The more terrifying they were, the more they liked them.
For example, in front of a TV, there was a female audience member who stared at Turner with glowing eyes.
"Wow, amazing. This guy's fat is too good. I like this kind of strong man! Especially his explosive strength when he twisted the iron bar. I dare say that if he charged, that feeling would be … God, I have to vote for this guy! No votes for the lucky draw? I really want to be a lucky audience member and have dinner with him! Just think about it, under the warm candlelight dinner, two people burning with passion, a little bit of what should happen, how wonderful that would be! "
Other than being welcomed by women.
Turner also had male fans.
A coquettish man with lipstick winked at a muscular man. "Dear, I found this big guy is very good. He is strong enough to carry me … What about you? Will you like him like me? "
The muscular man reached out and played with the coquettish man's butt. "Of course, I was thinking, with such a big body, how exciting it would be to play with a sandwich! He was like a Big Mac. Not only could he satisfy people, but he could also make people go crazy for him, right? After he wins, we'll fly to Dong Mountain to find him! "
Although Griffon hoped for more fans to support him, he didn't like people with such a heavy taste.
He felt that it was better not to like him, otherwise he would have goosebumps all over.
As someone who came from a heavy taste area.
He couldn't imagine it either.
What was the lowest limit of humanity?
"Roar! Power! Victory! "Cactus Turner roared at the camera like a beast.
"…" Griffon originally wanted to shout a few words to boost morale, but when he saw Turner's behavior, he immediately changed his mind. God, this was too stupid. Fortunately, he didn't shout the same thing, or else Jonathan and the others would laugh at him for the rest of his life!
The referee stepped forward and said a bunch of useless nonsense. Although there were no rules, if one side was knocked to the ground or knocked unconscious, the referee would still stop the other side from continuing to attack. Also, there were no rules in the competition. It was equivalent to voluntarily signing a life or death contract. Whether they lived or died, whether they won or lost, everything depended on their own strength. No matter what happened, they could only blame themselves and no one else!
Turner stepped forward.
Glaring at Griffon with murder in his eyes.
He raised three fingers, indicating that he would only need three minutes to finish off Griffon.
Griffon yawned.
Slowly, he raised three fingers.
Everyone was confused. Could it be that the griffin had also used three minutes to finish off Turner? Can't you find a new way to demonstrate your power?
"Are you an All Mouthy King that only knows how to imitate others? What did you learn in China? Did you learn how to be creative and boastful? I knew it, that deceiving fellow could only teach you these things! "
Griffon's eyes turned cold. He hated it when people attacked Lin Dong in front of him.
If Turner hadn't dragged Lin Dong into this.
Maybe Griffon wouldn't care.
But time and time again, he had forced a bad name on the God in his heart. There was only one result to this kind of discrediting, and that was to make this idiot regret being born into this world!
Turner waited for the referee to step back before exploding with power. His body was like a bull as he charged towards Griffon.
This kind of barbaric body charge was one of Turner's ultimate moves.
Opponents that couldn't dodge would all die.
Once hit.
All the bones in his body would break and his internal organs would bleed.
Griffon stood there quietly, not moving an inch. Kent was shocked. "Oh no, Griffon isn't ready. He can't dodge in time!"
Actually, it was already too late when he shouted those words.
Turner's speed was beyond imagination.
Inconceivably fast.
One hit and he hit.
The entire audience was in an uproar. Before this, no one had expected such an outcome.
Everyone thought that Griffon would dodge easily and avoid Turner's barbaric charge. They didn't expect him to take it head-on.
"Ah no, Griffon …" Brickles couldn't stop screaming. Although he had instigated Griffon and Turner to fight, he didn't want Griffon to really die in front of him. If something happened to Griffon, then his reputation would be ruined. This incitement was definitely a failure! Even more terrifying was the Teutonic Knights behind Griffon. Having suffered such a huge loss, they would never let this go.
The timid audience even covered their eyes, not daring to watch.
However.
Some sharp-eyed people noticed that what Turner had hit was only an afterimage. The real Griffon was already standing at Turner's original position.
Griffon slowly raised one finger.
The audience quickly understood.
It seemed that Griffon hadn't raised three fingers to say three minutes, but to let Turner make three moves first!
"Wow, that's amazing!" Driven by the people around them, the audience gradually reacted. They found that Griffon didn't hit at all. The cannonball of Turner crashed into Griffon and didn't even hurt a hair on his body. They immediately clapped excitedly. For a moment, the entire arena was filled with thunderous applause. No one knew who shouted first, but the audience cheered.
The annoyed Turner leaped high into the air.
His heavy and huge body.
He could actually bounce on the arena like a ball, more than five meters off the ground.
Turner opened his hands, spread his legs in mid-air, and with his whole body belly down, he viciously smashed down at Griffon with the momentum of a boulder crushing a crab.
This time.
Everyone in the audience tried their best to see how the griffin dodged the attack with their own eyes.
Now, no one doubted that Griffon had the ability to let Turner make three moves, and no one doubted that he could dodge Turner's smash.
Unfortunately, no one could clearly see how Griffon dodged.
At least, ordinary people couldn't have such eyesight.
Boom!
Turner crashed heavily into the arena.
If Griffon was below, he would probably have been smashed into a meat patty.
While the audience was shocked by Turner's brutal attack, they were also excited by Griffon's dodging. Because now, Griffon stood in Turner's original position and slowly raised a second finger!
"Griffin! Awesome, I want to announce something. From this moment onwards, from this second onwards, Griffin, you are my idol! Oh my god, Griffin is amazing. No wonder he's a powerful Genetic Warrior. This silent counterattack makes my whole body feel like it's been electrocuted. My whole body, including my soul, is numb! "In the commentator's seat, Brix slammed the table as if he had gone crazy.
"Is this the Griffin we know? I, to be honest, I never thought Griffin was so strong! "Kent also spared no effort in his praise.
"…" For the truly strong, such as Jonathan and Remiga, they were speechless.
They gave exaggerated commentary.
This made him very speechless.
Griffin hadn't even made a move yet! This shameless boot-licking had already started. When he made his move, how were they going to commentate?
Turner's two ultimate moves didn't hit his opponent. He didn't even touch the corner of his opponent's clothes. He started to panic. Griffon seemed to be an agility-type Genetic Warrior, not a strength-type as mentioned in the previous information. Turner had experience in dealing with fast opponents, and that was slow!
The slower the better!
The 30-meter arena was very big, but for the truly strong, it was still a little too small.
Turner stood up, opened his arms, and with the slowest footsteps, he walked towards Griffon.
He didn't care if his opponent moved in another direction.
There was enough time to adjust.
As long as he closed in on Griffon and prevented him from displaying his speed, then it was very likely that he could achieve the effect of a KO in one hit!
Sure enough, when Turner slowed down his footsteps, Griffon's expression turned serious.
Turner was secretly delighted.
He had made the right bet.
He got closer and closer, but Griffon still didn't move.
Cactus Turner sneered and opened his arms to hug Griffon.
As long as this hug connected, it would be Griffon's death. The strength of Turner's arms could completely strangle lions, brown bears, bison, and even crocodiles. Apart from an adult elephant, there was no creature on land that his arms couldn't strangle to death! Even someone as strong as a polar bear could only die under his arms!
"Mr. Turner used an extremely slow move to break Griffin's super speed. Griffin is in danger! He is very dangerous. As long as he's hugged, then Griffin's body will be like the barrel of a Sherman tank, bent and crushed by Mr. Turner! " Kent was talking non-stop. He knew he wasn't a professional, but no one needed him to be. It was enough to just add a little tension to the intense fight.
"How will Griffin break it? He hasn't moved his body yet. I'm guessing he has a card up his sleeve! "Brieks was also playing along.
The audience's eyes widened even more than a cow's.
Everyone felt their vision blur.
Griffon was even more slippery than a fish.
He slipped out of Turner's embrace.
Only the top experts could clearly see that the instant Griffon slid away, he threw a punch, and it hit Turner's chin.
Without a sound, Griffon flashed behind Turner. His right hand grabbed the back of Turner's neck, and like a sack, he swung Turner up and smashed him heavily into the ring.
Boom!
The entire arena trembled.
No one could imagine how great the impact of such a blow was.
As if one blow wasn't enough, Griffon continued to lift Turner's huge body, and then changed direction, making a one hundred and eighty degree swing.
Boom boom boom!
Four consecutive swings. Turner was swung back and forth by Griffon like a doll, unable to fight back.
The referee saw that things weren't looking good. Someone was going to die.
He hurried forward to stop Griffon's massacre.
Before he could take the first step, Griffon had already wrapped his arm around Turner, using Turner's face as a skateboard, forcibly rubbing against the ring surface, all the way to the edge of the ring … There were obvious marks of friction left on the ring surface. Flesh, skin, broken teeth, nose bones, and some unknown tissue were left on the ring. The audience was shocked, their hair standing on end! Some people with rich imaginations even felt a burning pain on their faces!
Griffon lifted Turner, whose face was a bloody mess and body was like mud, and slowly straightened his arm.
He placed Turner in the air outside the ring.
The camera followed him closely.
Not letting go of even the slightest micro-expression, Kent and Brieks made meaningless noises. They didn't know what else they could do other than yell. In fact, the audience was the same. Everyone was shocked by Griffon's unimaginably powerful strength!
In front of him, what cactus Turner? It wasn't even worth mentioning!
The referee rushed to Griffon's side and gestured desperately.
"I won't kill him. If I wanted to do that, this idiot would have died long ago!" Griffon looked at the camera with a serious expression, his eyes as sharp as an eagle's. "The reason I left this idiot alive isn't because I'm soft-hearted, but because I, Griffon, want to give some people a warning! Lord Kami's greatness is unquestionable. If anyone or any force wants to attack him and defame him, I will make them the laughingstock of the world! Lord Kami is broad-minded enough to ignore the words of thieves and thieves, but I don't, and I can't tolerate other people attacking him! Regardless of whether I'm a genetic soldier created by him or a fan who worships him from the bottom of my heart, I can't tolerate those unreasonable and malicious attacks. I can't watch as some people with ulterior motives maliciously put labels on Lord Kami's head! Turner, he's just the beginning. This is just my warning! If I hear those malicious attacks again, the result won't be as good as today! "
When the audience heard this, they looked at Griffon's serious face and then looked at Turner's completely ruined face.
All of them felt dizzy and disoriented.
This result was still good?
Then, if it wasn't good, then what was it? Everyone simply didn't dare to continue imagining!
No matter what, everyone spontaneously cheered for the victor! At the same time, this battle also gave people a clear understanding of the genetic medicine and the genetic soldiers created by it! These fellows created by Mr. Wood were all the most efficient killing machines in the world! Whether it was T-X Huang Niu or Griffon Griffin, who could sit in the commentator's seat in a suit and commentate for everyone!
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