Rilangalos, who was dressed in a white outfit, remained motionless.
"It seems like Patroclus is still as confident as ever against Lie Jian."
Zhang Zhongren was a little jealous.
"Hehe, of course. He needs time to increase his GN Force to the maximum. Obviously, it is not suitable for him. Lie Jian is the only one who can win this match."
Rockefeller smiled like a blooming flower.
"Damn it, Lie Jian is such a hooligan. He likes to take off his clothes in all kinds of situations. Is he a lesbian?"
Karl said.
"Don't you know that his family owns a clothing factory? This is also an advertisement."
Hu Yangxuan laughed.
"You two are so mean. I don't think Lie Jian has ever offended you." Zhou Sisi said with some doubts. Karl liked to complain, which was known to all on Earth, but it was also targeted.
"This guy's eyes aren't straight. He's lecherous whenever he sees a woman. As an upright young man, I naturally have to criticize him."
"Pfft!"
The people around him raised their middle fingers at him, thinking that he had some kind of great reason.
Karl remained calm. "Compared to Lie Jian, I prefer Patroclus, the pretty boy. Of course, it would be ideal if both of them were seriously injured. Hopefully, both of them would die at the same time," Karl said, looking at Chen Xiaobei.
"Then you should support Patroclus. If he is too weak, I am afraid Patroclus will win." Hu Yangxuan sighed.
"F * ck, Little Hu Feng, how can you boost the morale of others and belittle your own? What does a mere Patroclus count for? Our boss specializes in dealing with all kinds of people who refuse to submit to him, and so does a pretty boy!"
Karl's confidence was blind, and the rest of the team was smiling without saying a word. Although they trusted Wang Tong, the reality was that both Wang Tong and Li Shiming were severely injured. Even if Wang Tong and Patroclus were evenly matched, it would still depend on the outcome of the match.
It could be said that the outcome of this match would determine at least half of the outcome of the next match.
"I hope Patroclus can be arrogant. Otherwise, I am afraid Lie Jian will not stand a chance." Cao Yi agreed with Patroclus.
"What the f * ck! Why do you all have the same opinion?" Karl did not believe that Patroclus could be that strong. "Then I support Lie Jian. A dead pervert is better than a pretty boy."
Back on the stage, Lie Jian had taken control of the situation. Patroclus was not putting up much of a fight. In terms of arrogance, Lie Jian was nothing compared to Patroclus.
If it had been any other opponent, Lie Jian would have been furious. Against Patroclus, however, he wanted nothing more than to crush his handsome face with his fists and spend a month playing with all the beautiful virgins on the moon. He wanted them to know that a spear made of wax was only good for the eyes, but not for the eyes.
Boom …
Patroclus had only taken one step back, but Lie Jian was already charging towards Patroclus like a ferocious tiger, throwing another punch at Chen Xiaobei — Sudden Charge!
One-Inch Punch!
Boom …
A direct hit …
Patroclus had been hit!
All the Ivantians were shocked. What the hell was going on?
A mistake? Careless? Patroclus would never make a mistake like that.
Lie Jian did not care what had happened. Even he did not expect that he would be able to land a hit on Patroclus. This was a once-in-a-century opportunity. Lie Jian quickly caught up with Patroclus and threw a barrage of Fiery Fists at Patroclus. He wanted to turn Patroclus into meat paste in one fell swoop.
The violent Raging Fire Fists bombarded Patroclus's body again and again, which scared all the beautiful girls in the audience to tears. The punches landed on Patroclus's body, but they felt pain instead.
Some of the girls screamed and fell to the ground. Obviously, the staff was going to be busy again.
Suddenly, Lie Jian noticed a smirk on Patroclus's face. Surprised, he lashed out with a powerful kick, sending Patroclus flying a dozen meters away. Patroclus fell off the protective shield.
Everyone was dumbfounded, and the people in the participant benches could feel it even more clearly. This was a Level Six Warrior's Raging Inferno Fist. If it was anyone else, they would have been turned into dregs.
Had Patroclus been drugged?
Zhang Jin shook her head. This kid was too reckless, but that was who he was.
How long had it been since the last time he was injured? Patroclus had probably forgotten how it felt to be injured.
Patroclus slowly stood up. Just when everyone thought that he would be injured, they realized that Patroclus didn't seem to be injured at all. It seemed that he wasn't even slightly injured. His handsome face was still handsome, and his clothes were still snow-white.
It seemed that Lie Jian had washed his hands before.
Patroclus swept the wrinkles off his clothes and smiled like Apollo. "So this is the Fiery Fists? Why does it feel like I'm scratching an itch?"
Boom!
The Ivantians were in an uproar, and the Martians, who were cheering for him, were stunned. Was he still human? How could he be so calm after getting punched by the Blazing Fist? Even if he was in the iron and steel industry, he would not be able to do it.
Disdain, this was blatant disdain!
Patroclus was the only one in the world who could do such a thing!
Lie Jian also felt as if his fists were hitting the surface of the water, while Patroclus felt as if he were underwater. No matter how big the ripples on the surface were, the bottom of the water remained calm.
Lie Jian had no idea what kind of skill this was. Was this the Tactics of the Deva King?
However, Lie Jian could not afford to back down now. Taking a deep breath, he stepped forward and reappeared right in front of Patroclus. His fist was imbued with fiery energy, and it was headed straight for Patroclus's face.
However, he had only punched out halfway when he felt a heavy blow on his chest. His body flew out uncontrollably.
It was as if Patroclus had not moved at all, and no one could see his attack clearly.
Fast, not just a normal kind of fast!
Zhang Zhongren did not know what to say. After all, Lie Jian was at the same level as Li Shiming. Why did it seem like there was such a huge gap between Patroclus and Lie Jian?
Lie Jian steadied himself as a palm print appeared on his chest. He swallowed back the blood that had risen to his throat. Damn it! Damn it! The attack was so fast that it was already too late for him to react! Lie Jian's eyes widened in shock as he swallowed the blood that had risen to his throat.
After stabilizing his GN Force, Lie Kent launched another attack. He knew that he would look like a clown if he just stood there like a fool. Lie Kent had learned a lot about combat techniques from different schools of thought. His combination of palm techniques and leg techniques was like a tornado that swept away the clouds. However, this time, Patroclus was able to counter Lie Kent's attack with his bare hands. Lie Kent's attack was extremely powerful, but Patroclus was able to block it with his bare hands.
Those with better eyesight would have noticed something even more terrifying — Patroclus was only using his right hand.
Zhang Jin smiled wryly. She knew that Wang Tong's performance had ignited Patroclus's fighting spirit, and it seemed that Patroclus was about to lose control of his energy. Therefore, Zhang Jin had to pray for Lie Jian's own safety. Patroclus would normally allow his opponent to control the pace of the match, but this time, he was warming up, and Zhang Jin knew that Patroclus had full control of the pace of the match.
Even Prince Lie would have to pray for his own safety against Patroclus, who had unlocked his Inner Seal.
In the blink of an eye, Lie Jian had thrown more than 50 punches and 30 kicks at Patroclus, but he was unable to break through Patroclus's defense. Patroclus's hand was able to pierce through a gap in Lie Jian's defense, and Lie Jian instinctively dodged the attack and flew out of the way.
His hair stood on end, but Patroclus didn't chase after him.
How strong was Patroclus?
The Ivantians cheered and ignored the Martians. Everyone knew that Patroclus was strong, but they didn't understand why he was this strong.
Even Lie Jian was unable to retaliate. Even his grandmother could tolerate it, but his uncle could not. Furthermore, Patroclus was treating Lie Jian like a newbie, with his fiery temper.
Lie Jian had planned to control the pace of the fight, but now he knew that he had to break the stalemate.
Lie Jian's red GN Force began to ripple like a wave, and his aura was rising rapidly. Then, he took a step forward and threw a punch at Patroclus.
The space around Patroclus seemed to have stopped for a moment, and then the space around Patroclus shrank and expanded.
Eight Blazing Fists!
It was an instantaneous, full-force attack. Eight overlapping punches created a lethal effect. This was called the Dark Fist Force Qi. It was similar to the Sword Qi, but it was of a much higher level. It had the ability to penetrate through GN Force defenses.
Patroclus raised his body slightly, and then suddenly, he stopped.
Ha ~ ~ ~
Lie Jian roared, and the Dark Fist Aura dissipated into nothingness.
Patroclus was not satisfied with the result. "Is that all you've got?"
The Ivantians were no longer yelling at Patroclus. They had assumed that Lie Jian was on the same level as Patroclus, but now, it seemed like Lie Jian was nothing compared to Patroclus. All of Lie Jian's fame came from the fact that he had not even fought Patroclus yet.
The Martians also shut their mouths, and they even felt a little hopeless. Was this guy even human? How could he be this strong when they were around the same age as him?
It was obvious that Lie Jian had used sound waves to shatter Lie Jian's most powerful technique.
Patroclus stood there quietly, but he looked like an unshakable mountain. In front of Patroclus, the only thing his opponent could do was despair.
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