Chapter 47 Stand Up! Otaku Also Has a Strong Heart

Remember for a second

The female succubus accepted the black crystal coin and showed a professional smile, "Since No. 64 is a newcomer, I will first announce the rules. If there are no special circumstances, the competition needs to end within two hours. It is up to Lord Arroux to decide the outcome. According to the rules, whether to use bare hands or weapons in this match is chosen by Lanke, the fighter who has won the streak."

After Chen Rui's bet, Langk's face became more hostile, and he said with a grim smile: "I like the feeling of breaking the opponent's bones with my hands!"

"Okay, then we decide to fight with bare hands! Except for the body, no weapons are allowed!" The succubus cautiously stepped back a few meters and shouted: "Then I announce the start of the game!"

The moment the succubus said "start", Langk had already released a violent blow, and Chen Rui had become accustomed to the sneak attack of the poisonous dragon during the special training. Langke's moves were more ruthless, and he frequently attacked the key points. Chen Rui blocked a few punches, but he felt that he was heavy on gestures, and his strength was slightly inferior.

It was no fluke that Lanke could win three games in a row in the arena. Although his words were arrogant before, he showed his maturity in the battle. After a round of tentative quick attacks failed, he was not in a hurry to attack and began to control the battle. The rhythm always suppressed Chen Rui at a disadvantage, and there was almost no chance to counterattack.

With the mask on, Chen Rui felt uncomfortable fighting, especially in terms of sight. He was a little bit unable to turn around. Although he had been guarding carefully, but when he finally revealed a flaw, he was swayed by Lanke and passed by. The claws swept the middle of the waist, and suddenly the blood was pouring, dyeing a large piece of clothes red. When Chen Rui saw Langke's claws as sharp as knives, he knew why this guy was called "Blood Hands". No wonder he had to use weapons. It turned out that those hands were the strongest weapons!

Lang Ke succeeded in one hit, and the attack became more and more severe. The bloodstains on Chen Rui's body gradually increased. With a "bang", a heavy punch was punched in the back, which was painful to the spleen. Lanke would not wait for Chen Rui to rest well before continuing to fight like Pagliu did, and launched a violent attack while he was still unsteady.

Under Lanke's fierce attack, Chen Rui was stunned and unable to resist, and finally there was a little loosening in his heart: Are you too impatient this time? In the case of being unable to use the aurora bomb, I encountered such a terrifying enemy in the first actual combat!

This is not training, you can fail and come back! It's not a game either, you can replenish your blood at the resurrection point! This is a real life-and-death battle, and the loser is life!

In his last life, he was just an otaku, not a fighter or a special soldier. The time for special training might be too short, so he shouldn't be in a hurry to participate in this kind of life-and-death struggle.

Psychological hesitation was directly reflected in his actions, and Langk immediately sensed the opponent's timidity. Naturally, he was impolite. One claw inflicted a deep wound on his thigh. A kick hit Chen Rui's rib, and Chen Rui was kicked out more than ten meters away by a strong force. The place where he was hit suffered a sharp pain. It seemed that two bones were broken, and he couldn't get up for a while.

As Lanke strode over, he continued to disintegrate the opponent's fighting spirit with words, which was his usual trick.

"I said that I would break your hands and feet, but now I have changed my mind. Before you die, I will crush your bones one by one!"

Chen Rui's heart trembled, his heart tightened even more, and suddenly the roar of Paglio's usual special training sounded in his mind.

"The more afraid you are, the faster you will die!"

"Show your courage, or you won't want to become a real strong man for the rest of your life!"

At the juncture of life and death, Chen Rui suddenly woke up.

Why special training?

Why come to practice?

Why not huddle in the lab?

Why not take shelter under the protection of Shia or Ardas?

Why didn't you retreat when you had no strength before, but now you dare not move forward?

Even if he doesn't come to the arena today, he will have to face this level sooner or later. If he escapes, he can only rely on his cleverness and become a speculator in the cracks for the rest of his life.

"When I can't hold on, what will I do?" Chen Rui suddenly said aloud to himself, "The more you can't hold on, the more you have to tell yourself, hold on!

Lanke's body froze, because he didn't understand what the opponent was saying - what Chen Rui said was in Chinese.

Is it some kind of spell? Does this guy still have magic?

Lanke has rich experience and knows that the opponent still has spare power. Often the most terrifying counterattack is the near-death counterattack, so he cautiously slowed down.

"Remember those words posted on your bedside?" Chen Rui suddenly clenched his fists: "The reason why people can do it is because they believe it can!"

"Those who are not afraid will have a way ahead!"

He gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain under his ribs, and supported his body with his hands.

"Chen Rui, tell yourself, what is written in the biggest pair of characters?" Chen Rui shouted, as if telling himself, but also declaring to the entire arena and the entire demon world, "Grab the throat of fate, Let it sing conquest for you!"

After this sentence was roared, Chen Rui, who had just fallen to the ground, had already jumped up, just as he had stood up again and again after experiencing setbacks in life.

Regardless of the outcome of this life-and-death struggle, from this moment on, he has already taken a crucial step and successfully surpassed himself.

Although Lanke was suspicious, the strange incantation of the other party didn't seem to have any effect. He was calm and quickened his pace. He matched the pair of eyes exposed by the mask, and suddenly found that the eyes were no longer afraid at all, and his whole body seemed to exude a kind of intimidation. momentum.

Lanke dared not underestimate, and tentatively punched

Go, Chen Rui let go, Lanke's fist shook, his outstretched claws swept across his chest, blood splashed, Chen Rui turned around and swept his legs, kicked Lanke's knee, and Sweep to the ground.

When Langk jumped up, Chen Rui did not choose to defend, but took a risk and approached, twisted and flashed a claw, appeared on the oblique side of Langke, hugged his waist, and yanked it!

Lanke felt that his body's center of gravity instantly turned head down. He knew something was wrong, and before he could protect his head, he was smashed to the ground by Chen Rui, a back bridge he learned from Athena. The slate was cracked.

Now Chen Rui's spiritual level has been completely reborn, all fears and concerns have been left behind, no more flukes, no fears, no hesitations, fighting means devoting himself to fighting!

Strength may not be called a strong man, but this is the heart of a strong man.

Lanke only felt a sharp pain in his head and neck. Fortunately, the Horned Demon's physique was strong, and he stood up crookedly. Chen Rui followed him and launched a swift counterattack. His hands, feet, and even his head all became The deadly weapon is the fierce style of play learned from Paglius.

The audience saw that Langke was winning, but unexpectedly such a reversal suddenly occurred. They desperately cheered for Langke. The happiest people were those who bought No. 52 to win, and began to shout the name of No. 64.

Lang Ke took several hits in a row, but after all, his strength was not trivial. With a loud roar, he slammed into Chen Rui's rib with a heavy punch, opened the distance, and finally got out of the danger of being suppressed.

Lanke's winning streak before, firstly, he relied on the outstanding strength in the early stage of the middle-level demon and a talent for increasing his strength in a short time, and secondly, he used cruel means to deter his opponents. Now No. 64 is unmoved, then An overwhelming aura overwhelmed him. Although Chen Rui was in severe pain, his mind was extremely calm. The remaining star power slowly revolved, adjusting his body to the most suitable offensive and defensive state. His eyes glowed faintly, like a beast, staring at the dying struggle. prey.

This kind of look made the cruel "Blood Hand" feel a chill inexplicably.

"Interesting guy!" Arroux said suddenly in the VIP seat.

The high-level demon's eyes are so sharp, it can be seen at a glance that Lanke's mind has been taken away by the opponent's momentum, and even if his strength increases, it will be difficult to win.

Zidun, a cronie next to Arroux, observed his words and asked in coordination, "Your lord said, is it number sixty-four?"

The big devil's eyes fell on Chen Rui, and he said lightly: "I was wrong before, and the sixty-fourth can get that sculpture."

Ziton asked curiously: "But the current situation is evenly matched, and Langke's violent talent has not been used, will there be any changes?"

Arroux sneered and didn't answer, Chitton didn't ask any more questions, and continued to watch the game.

The more he fought, the more frightened Lanke became. This No. 64 was originally supposed to be a novice with little experience, and it was easy to draw flaws, but as the battle continued, his skills became more skilled and perfect, and the flaws were gradually disappearing. Occasionally exposed, turned out to be a trap, this ability to learn and adapt is simply terrifying!

What is even more frightening is that the stamina of the opponent, who should have been seriously injured and his combat strength has been greatly reduced, is surprisingly strong. There has not been a significant decline in physical strength and offensive and defensive capabilities. Instead, it is Langke himself. It's starting to get a little out of whack.

"Howl!" Knowing that he would definitely lose if he continued like this, he slammed his heart and shouted, his muscles suddenly doubled, and his strength suddenly increased.

"It's madness! Ranke used madness!"

"This is the mutant talent of the Horned Demon!"

"Kill that masked man!"

The audience who supported Lanke saw the hope of a comeback again and shouted.

Chen Rui immediately felt the pressure, but he didn't panic like before. This kind of enhancement of Langke should not be sustainable, otherwise he would use it early in the morning. When his tactics are about to change, he will focus on fighting, control the rhythm, and slow down. Slowly drain the opponent's strength.

"Stay steady!"

"You can't just use your eyes! Use your senses to judge!"

"..."

Chen Rui kept reciting the essentials that Dulong usually explained in his mind. In a highly concentrated state, some of the shortcomings that were difficult to correct in the usual special training have now been actively adjusted one by one, and the grasp of timing and judgment are more and more accurate. , the control of Xingli has become more and more mature.

Just like a dull knife, after being sharpened by the whetstone of Langke, its edge gradually revealed.

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