The heavens play: everyone has a system

Roy looked at Dikui with a smile, his hands did not relax at all.

Di Kui's face was sullen and his face turned red. He didn't expect that a small anchor could be as strong as him in terms of strength.

This is a very terrifying thing. You must know that the strength of Dikui is no weaker than that of some third-order warriors.

"Teach him a lesson, Dikui, and show him your brute strength!"

"Hahaha, it's time for Dikui to bully people again. I don't know what will happen to Roy's face?"

"Hey, why is Roy still laughing?"

"Just pretend, who can compare to Dikui in terms of strength?"

Dikui's forehead gradually broke out in cold sweat, and his face became more and more red.

Roy, on the other hand, still had a smile on his face.

"Di Kui's face started to turn red!"

"No way, Dikui actually lost to an anchor in terms of strength."

"Well done, Roy, we support you! Beat him!"

Roy fans can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"Stop joking, what if you have more strength?"

"That's right, Dikui has decades of combat experience, and he can crush Roy with his skills alone."

"Dikui, don't waste time, lift him up and throw him out!"

The host saw that the situation was not good, and quickly said:
"This is the end of the handshake, please return the two gladiators to their original positions."

Roy glanced at the host and let go.

Di Kui's face was ugly, and his right hand was already numb.

The two retreated 50 meters each, and both sides came to the origin of the gladiatorial fight.

"Then, the gladiatorial battle begins!"

After the words fell, Di Kui picked up the mace and strode towards Roy.

Before the start, I thought it was an easy battle, but now Di Kui doesn't think so.

Failure is death, and Di Kui dare not take it lightly.

Roy frowned. He was used to not using weapons, and he might be at a disadvantage when facing Dikui's mace.

"drink!"

The distance of 100 meters was only a few seconds, and the mace came with a strong wind pressure and hit Roy's head hard.

If it hits, Roy's head will definitely explode.

Roy didn't dodge, but took a step forward. With a light push of his left hand in the direction of Diku's force, the mace lost its target.

At the same time, Roy also took this opportunity to stick together with Di Kui.

"Rely on the landslide!"

With the help of his waist and abdomen, Roy used this ancient way of exerting force.

"Boom~"

A dull voice sounded, and Dikui used his right leg to resist Roy's attack.Using the left leg as a fulcrum, he retracted the force he had punched out before.

The mace rubbed against the air and headed towards the back of Roy's head again.

Originally, this was a blow that was sure to hit, even if Di Kui blocked it by himself, he couldn't stop it.

There was a crackling sound on Roy's body, and his body collapsed like mud.

The moment before the mace was swung, he managed to dodge it.

Di Kui was driven back by the power of his own punching.

Roy stood up as if nothing had happened.

"This... looks like a good match."

"Look at Dikui's face, this is the expression you will have when you meet an opponent."

"No way, this anchor is actually so strong."

"I made a mistake. This match may be very exciting."

The melon-eating party doesn't care about comments, but the faces of the people who stood at the top of the field before are not good.

"What is Diku doing? It's like this."

"Maybe I want Roy to die a little face, after all, he is a big anchor."

"Why isn't Roy dead yet, can Dikui give me some help?"

Dikui's forehead gradually broke out in cold sweat. The action just now was by no means something ordinary people could do.

This time it may have hit the iron plate!
"Ah~"

No matter it is for life or for glory, Dikui cannot lose!
Roy didn't wait for Di Kui to make a move first, and he shot out like a sharp arrow.

The powerful explosive power endowed Roy with extreme speed, and the figure suddenly left and right made Di Kui dare not make a move.

A small hand was attached to Di Kui's shoulder, taking advantage of Di Kui's inattention, he threw him out.

Immediately afterwards, Roy's fist was ushered in.

"Boom~"

The fist hit Di Kui's abdominal muscles and sent Di Kui flying.

"No way, Di Kui was actually beaten into the air?"

"It's terrifying, the speed is fast, the strength is strong, and the body is still very flexible."

"Haven't everyone noticed? Roy has a smile on his face all the time, it looks so scary."

"Roar~" Dikui threw away the mace, patted his chest and strode towards Roy.

Roy raised his fist and bumped into Di Kui.

"Bang~"

The two retreated one after another, but soon, they collided again.

There are no fancy tricks, fist to fist, flesh and blood colliding crazily.

This behavior immediately made the audience cheer. They had forgotten the insults to Roy before and just wanted to watch these bloody scenes.

"I am going to kill you!"

Di Kui's eyes were red, his face was covered with blood, and his speed was getting faster and faster.

Roy was not to be outdone, and all attacks were received head-on.

The skin on the fist had been torn open, and blood flowed down.

But so what?
No one can stop Roy, as long as he wants, his fist will keep waving.

The two have abandoned technique and used the most primitive instincts of the body.

The auditorium has become quiet, and their breathing has become rapid, as if they are the two sides on the battlefield.

In a daze, they seemed to hear the sound of blood flowing at a high speed. Everyone blushed and clenched their fists.

The host forgot to explain, and stood there blankly. He never thought that someone could go head-to-head with Di Kui.

The point is that this person is just an anchor!
Explanation?Do not make jokes.

This is just a fist bump, without the slightest skill.

But it was such a scene that made him excited after a long absence.

Just like when I first came to the arena, how exciting it was.

The original collision consumes the most energy, and the two soon entered a duel of wills.

The strength of the fist began to weaken, and the speed of swinging the fist also slowed down.

Both of them were covered in blood, and their fists had already revealed their bones.

The hearts of the audience were also raised, they no longer cared who was right and who was wrong, they just wanted to witness this great wrestling!

Among them, Roy was the one who caught their attention the most.

How did such a weak body and such a thin fist achieve this step?

What was it that supported him to achieve this step?
"Bang~"

With a weak voice, the two retreated again and again, collapsing to the ground.

"stand up!"

Not only who shouted this sentence, but the rest of the people also shouted.

"stand up!"

"stand up!!!"

Roy's vision was a little blurry.

Last night, after a lot of hard work, I actually broke through to the second-tier martial artist.

But this is not something to be happy about, it means that Roy's previous training was all in vain.

The mastery of strength and the adaptation of the body are all too late.

After fighting Dikui several times on the battlefield, Roy decisively abandoned his skills and chose this primitive collision.

But looking at this situation, it seems that something is not good.

Di Kui didn't know when he stood up, and layers of tattoos lit up on his body.

It turned out that those were not tattoos, but secret lines.

Di Kui walked up to Roy with respect on his blood-stained face.

"I never thought that I would be forced to this extent. If this is an ordinary sparring, then you have already won."

"Unfortunately, this is a battle of life and death!"

After speaking, Di Kui swung his fist down.

Everyone stood up and watched this scene.

The powerful fist came down with secret lines, as if it was going to smash Roy into pieces.

"Is it over? This is a wonderful gladiatorial fight."

"I can't believe that Roy is so strong."

"But that's all there is to it, he's no match for Dikui."

"Clap~"

A hand with all the bones exposed caught Di Kui's fist. It was small and trembling constantly.

But it caught it anyway!
The corner of Roy's mouth was full of blood, he smiled and said:

"An uncle once told me that people who love to laugh will have good luck."

"So, as long as I'm still laughing, I won't lose!"