An earth-shattering battle was about to begin.
The King of Naughty Kids versus … the God of War in the Park.
[Hey, hey … What's going on?]
This was a situation that no one had expected, and no one could have guessed the outcome.
[Why am I speaking in square brackets again?]
"Come on! Place your bets as soon as possible! " On the other hand, at the "betting area" at the edge of the battlefield, Maro was indeed an expert at betting. When he saw that the situation had changed, he immediately filled in the name of "Hattori Taizo" on the bulletin board and wrote down the odds. "Mr. Hattori is very strong. It's 1: 1.5 ~ Everyone, place your bets!"
[I see … The method that was used in the chapter of "Scofield's Monologues" has appeared again …]
At this time, the music had stopped, but Maro was still shouting through the loudspeaker. Even the people on the other side of the battlefield could hear him.
[Is it really a good idea to let the main character complain like this? This time, the author has really given up on life, right? Are you schizophrenic?]
"Hmph … That bastard Si Ying really knows how to make use of every opportunity …" As Headquarters walked forward, he also heard the shouts from the other side. However, he only muttered in his heart, "Forget it … He's the strongest here, let him be …"
Hattori was someone who knew what was good for him. He knew very well that the strongest person here was actually the one who was in charge of betting.
However, the lingering young man, the heroes of the Yushun Alliance (including Brother Jue), and the aliens present all didn't know this.
[Won't I know after you write this? Or do I have to pretend that I don't know in the next chapter?]
Maro seemed to have casually mentioned the odds of the God of War in the Park, but in fact, whether it was the lingering young man, Auntie Buck-teeth, or Taizo, their odds were very objective.
This was because … Maro didn't even need to fight to know the strength of these three people.
[Why? Do you sense the strength of the opponent based on their aura? Are you also Piccolo's disciple?]
"Hey! The straw over there. " Unexpectedly, the lingering young man turned his head and looked at the crowd in the betting area. "I've been paying attention to you for a long time!"
The betting board over there was very large. With the eyesight of the remnant youth, he could undoubtedly see the words and odds on it.
"They actually set my odds as the highest?" He ignored the headquarters that was closing in on him and said loudly to Wu Xu and Maro, "Auntie Buck-teeth's odds are 0.1 lower than mine, but the odds of sleeping in the park are 0.4 lower than mine? Do you have eyes but can't see? "
[Is this the time to care about that kind of thing? There's a strange uncle approaching you. Focus your attention!]
"Hmm?" Hearing this, Wu Xu Maro immediately stopped shouting and met the other party's gaze. "Little brat, how I set the odds seems to have nothing to do with you, right?"
"What did you say?" The remnant youth's eyes sharpened. "You scarecrow … Do you want to die?"
[He's just telling the truth.]
The words of the youth with the remnant thoughts were obviously not a question, because when he said the word "death", he had already made a move.
He raised his arm and pointed, and a blue beam of light burst out from his fingertips and hit the crowded betting area.
At that moment, the many masters around, including the ordinary aliens … had a strong feeling that this move would blow all the people over there into pieces.
[So powerful? Piercing cannon?]
However!
"Humph … Ridiculous." Wu Xu Maro saw this and snorted coldly.
In the blink of an eye, he had disappeared from his original position and flashed on the trajectory of the beam of light.
[It seems that it's your turn to show off.]
Whoosh!
The next second, the beam of light hit Wu Xu Maro's torso, but … the impact was like a clay ox entering the sea.
The blue beam rushed into his chest but did not come out from his back …
About two seconds later, when the remnant youth noticed that the situation was different, he quickly withdrew his attack. When he did, more than 30% of the energy in his body had been consumed.
[Star Sucking Great Technique?]
"Wh … What!" The remnant youth was shocked and took two steps back subconsciously. "Who the hell are you!"
[What an old-fashioned line.]
"Who I am is not important." Wu Xu Maro replied indifferently and turned around to walk back to the place where he was standing just now. "The point is … Your naughty behavior has basically ruined your victory."
Before he finished speaking, a shocking change occurred.
Just when the remnant youth was about to turn around in a hurry … a pair of strong and thick arms had already strangled his neck.
[Ah … I told you not to look around.]
"Haha …" Facing the remnant youth, Taizo Hombu had an absolute advantage in height and weight. When he used this chokehold, he was confident that he would win. "Little brat, you know that I'm close to you, and you still dare to look around … Aren't you underestimating me too much?" At this point, he had already mercilessly increased the strength of his arms. "Pay the price for your naivety!"
[You have to shut up, don't raise such an obvious flag … Who knows, you might actually win.]
Unexpectedly, at this critical moment, the remnant youth let out a long roar and the energy in his body rose sharply.
"Don't underestimate me!" After saying a line that was full of déjà vu, he once again used the Death Begging for White Strength, wanting to use the Qi explosion to send HQ flying.
[See.]
However …
"Humph …" Hombu just snorted coldly. "I told you that you're too naive!"
It turned out that Hombu had already used the Family Destruction Technique at the same time and used his profound strength to completely offset the impact.
"The winner has been decided!" Then, Hombu strangled the remnant youth and jumped into the air. "Secret Technique – Falling Abyss Fall!"
No one knew who made this rule, but in this day and age, one had to report the name of the technique when fighting.
[Tsk … I just like to report …]
Boom!
A few seconds later, the two figures fell to the ground together, and the energy exploded.
A powerful shockwave spread out in a ring shape, blowing away countless small fish.
However … the "winner" wasn't decided as Hombu had said.
"You … How is this possible?" Before the light and shadow dissipated, Hombu's shocked voice sounded. "How can you still stand up?"
[Uncle, if you use this expression and tone to say a few more lines like this, then you'll lose.]
At this time, after this powerful throwing skill, Hombu and the remnant youth pulled apart the distance again.
Hombu thought that even if the other party wasn't smashed into meat paste, he would at least lose consciousness, but he didn't expect that …
"This is also true, that is also true … There should be a limit to looking down on people!" At this moment, the remnant youth shouted angrily and took advantage of Hombu's unstable state of mind … to suddenly attack!
[Oh, oh! You're exploding! Finally, it's your turn again.]
"Delete your save fist! Dismantle your model leg! Capricious and unreasonable! Cry and Fall 18 times! "
[The name of this kid's technique is a bit capricious.]
In the blink of an eye! The young man with the remnant thoughts shouted the name of his move while launching a storm-like attack on the headquarters. The headquarters was forced to retreat and only had the strength to resist.
"Hmph … Hombu, are you old and confused?" At the same time, Maro, who was in the distance with his back to them, snorted coldly. "You didn't even notice that the opponent had mastered the 'Rolling on the Ground' technique and used the 'Falling into the Abyss Fall' … Heh … You're the naive one."
[So … you're now a commentator?]
Bang bang bang …
While he was talking, Hombu was being beaten up on the other side.
As the saying goes, "Young and strong fists", "Random fists can kill an old master", all of this indirectly proved … the importance of age, or rather, physical condition in battle.
[I'm guessing he's going to spout some serious nonsense next.]
Yes, Hombu was taller and stronger than the remnant youth, but … according to the standards of his race, his physical condition had already begun to decline. It was almost equivalent to the state of "50 years old earthlings".
And the naughty child aliens … had an innate advantage in this regard. Because they were an "immortal" race, they would at most grow to the stage of puberty, then physiologically stop developing and maintain this physiological state until death.
[Forgive me for immediately thinking about the reproduction of their race and a series of very filthy images.]
This innate advantage was something Hombu couldn't surpass. After all, the naughty child aliens were also a "fighting race" (There were many fighting races in this universe, and they all had different abilities, but in terms of fighting, they were obviously more superior than the average race), and Hombu didn't have any particularly strong racial talents. The achievements he had today were all obtained through training.
[What kind of achievements does he have? Does a homeless man who is invincible in the park get special benefits from the country?]
From this point of view, even if the remnant youth wasn't as strong as Hombu, in the future, as long as he continued to train and improve his combat ability, he would definitely surpass Hombu …
However, a hypothesis like this was actually meaningless …
It was like comparing athletes from different eras and imagining the results of a match between them at their peak.
[Can we not use athletes as an analogy? I feel like I've wronged him.]
In this world where the strong preyed on the weak, the results represented everything. If you wanted to prove that you were stronger, you had to use the victory in front of you to prove it …
[Ah … victory is not a beautiful thing. Victory is crossing mountains of corpses. Victory is cruel. It is to defeat, crush, and completely destroy your opponent. Then, you have to eliminate the root of the problem.]
"Hmm … Indeed, I lost my composure." After being suppressed for a moment, Hombu's voice sounded again. "Fine … This is good."
[Looks like it's your turn …]
"You sleeping in the park … You still have the energy to talk?" At this moment, the remnant youth didn't realize that his opponent had the energy to talk. The reason was … his attack was not as sharp as it was in the first ten seconds.
[Looks like you're going to be beaten up …]
"Kid!" Finally, Hombu's face turned ferocious, and his posture changed from defense to offense. "Don't be too arrogant! I'm going to be serious too! "
"What the hell!" At this moment, the remnant youth instinctively sensed some kind of danger, and his momentum suddenly stopped.
[Everyone saw it. It's because the average level of the author's fighting scenes is maintained at this level that I try my best to avoid fighting with others head-on.]
"Unemployed and Bankrupt Palm!" Hombu's counterattack began, and the move they used was familiar. "Life Loser Dog Kick!"
[I knew that this guy would use these two moves …]
It was a palm and a kick, but the strength contained in these two moves was completely different from "Delete Your Save File Punch" and "Dismantle Your Model Kick."
The vagabond's martial arts were forceful and contained a hidden power, while the devilish brat's martial arts were sharp and unrestrained.
Both of them had their own strengths, and in actual combat, it was hard to tell who was better.
[Would you believe me if I said that the person who wrote this kind of setting is not sick?]
"Ah …" Soon, the remnant youth screamed in pain before Hombu's counterattack, and he was sent flying while vomiting blood.
However, people with discerning eyes knew that he did not suffer much damage. The remnant youth only suffered a "hard injury" caused by the impact, and the "hidden force" in the move had been removed by him.
[People with discerning eyes are all amazing! How did you see through it?]
"Hmph! You want to lure me to chase after you? " Hombu also saw through the remnant youth's immature acting skills at a glance, but … he still went forward. "Okay! I'll play with you! "
[You don't hesitate to die in order to maintain the fashionable value …]
Seeing the opponent flying toward him, the remnant youth's eyes showed a trace of ruthlessness. He thought to himself, "What an idiot. You know it's a trap, but you still came up … You look down on me, right? Okay! I won't let you off so easily! "
Thinking of this, he prepared his ultimate move.
The remnant youth changed his style in mid-air and kicked his leg. "The profound meaning of remnant thoughts — Nine Suns Thunderbolt Wild Dragon Pit Drill!"
[What's your relationship with the Dragon Tiger Sect?]
When Hombu saw this, he did not panic. In an instant, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he took out a rocket launcher from somewhere on his body …
[Wait, what's going on? Am I seeing this right?]
"Surreal Judo Profound Meaning — RPG Attack!" As Hombu said this, he opened fire …
Whoosh —
The RPG roared, and a missile whistled out of the rocket launcher and flew toward the remnant youth who was five or six meters away. It faced the "Nine Suns Thunderbolt Wild Dragon Pit Drill".
[What's the point of drilling! What the hell is an RPG attack? Let's not talk about Hombu, why is an alien using a rocket launcher called an RPG like the ones on Earth … This thing has nothing to do with Judo! Why don't you use a nuclear bomb?]
Bang — Boom boom boom —
An explosion occurred. Flames soared into the sky, and thick smoke billowed.
[At this distance, Hombu must have been killed by the explosion, right?]
However … the outcome was far from clear.
Because … neither of the two people fell.
[That's true … After all, one of them smashed a spaceship like a missile, but nothing happened …]
To be continued …
[To be continued my ass! Do you think this is an anime?]
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