"Your specialty is being good at fighting?"
The Japanese were initially stunned, then burst into laughter.
A glass person, claiming to be good at fighting in front of such a large group of radiation strongn, sounded like a joke.
Even if we only discuss the sa weight class, Gao Xin didn’t look very strong, he even seed rather refined.
"Hahaha! What did you say? Say that again." Sasaki laughed heartily, unsure if he had heard correctly.
Gao Xin stared into his eyes and said earnestly, "I am very good at fighting."
Sasaki didn’t curse because he found this quite amusing.
Instead, he asked, "Oh? How good are you at fighting?"
Gao Xin seriously said, "I can defeat the so-called superior glass people you talk about."
Everyone imdiately understood what he ant—if he could defeat a superior glass person, then he must naturally be one himself!
It wasn’t about how much strength or how many tis their body weight they could lift.
Once this ’specialty’ was recognized, it would inevitably elevate him to superior status.
But as a person, these two were not the sa, things that can’t be lifted, definitely can’t be lifted, no matter how much one bursts or becos fierce, they won’t exceed their limits.
However, in one-on-one fights, there are many factors that influence the outco. A person might not necessarily fail to kill soone stronger than themselves.
This is the opportunity, even if it’s a very slight one.
But Gao Xin had no choice but to give it his all, at least then the enhancents in his brain domain could be put to use.
Heartmove No.1, direct injection.
The injector bought for 30 points, Gao Xin clenched his fist and silently nailed it into his body.
When it ca to actual fighting, logical language analysis wasn’t important—he had no experience in fighting and couldn’t analyze much; what was needed more at this ti, was intuition, the subconscious.
"Hehe, what have you learned? Karate? No, your palm certainly hasn’t been trained. Perhaps jujitsu?"
Sasaki teased, and the other Japanese laughed.
They all had keen eyes and could tell that Gao Xin probably hadn’t trained in any form of fighting.
Gao Xin honestly said, "I really haven’t learned."
Sasaki then asked, "Then what professional training have you received?"
Gao Xin still shook his head, his physique wasn’t really good, he hadn’t received professional training, and he hadn’t even maintained a regular fitness routine.
One could say he was the most ordinary and diocre person.
Sasaki scoffed, "Then you are talking nonsense, go get weighed."
However, Gao Xin didn’t budge and insisted, "Let fight once, I will definitely win!"
"Damn!"
Sasaki was a bit angry and slapped him.
Gao Xin’s mouth bled, half of his face was numb, and his head buzzed.
Luo Yan watched him worriedly from the back; he knew Gao Xin was gambling with his life, but this was simply an unwinnable bet.
He doesn’t know anything, how can he win against a superior glass person?
And just like that, Sasaki didn’t even bother giving him a chance, probably not wanting to waste ti.
People whispered to each other, thinking he was about to give up.
But unexpectedly, Gao Xin still stood firm, lifting his blood-seeping corner of the mouth and seriously said, "Just let fight once! Why are you raising your hand? Are you a superior glass person or not?"
Sasaki was stunned, what the hell? What did he an by that? Was he still challenging him?
"Damn!"
Sasaki slapped him again.
Gao Xin’s teeth were loose, and he felt dizzy.
It seed like so kind of drug effect kicked in, and he felt sowhat delirious, a very weird sensation suddenly surged.
His consciousness seed to be withdrawing from himself. Then it was a barrage of various noises and outside information, impacting him directly, bypassing any logical processing.
This feeling was not what Gao Xin had imagined at all.
The drop in logical capacity wasn’t so simple, rather...it was as if he was losing the ability to think.
The world is not as seen and rembered by humans. What humans see is actually processed by the brain, and rembering things also requires establishing logical relationships between objects; otherwise, it becos difficult to rember.
But now, his logical capabilities were degrading layer by layer!
Like an onion being peeled away, so much so that the entire world was peeling off layer by layer before his eyes, impacting his heart in the most direct form.
"This drug... the side effects are too severe..."
Maybe because his mind was a bit unclear, he beca even more stubborn, entering a state of die-hard defiance.
Instead of thinking, he pushed Sasaki’s hand away and roared, "Let fight once! Or how many tis do I have to withstand your hits before I win?"
Sasaki was perplexed, what did he an? Was this a test? Testing combat capability with slaps?
If he were serious with his slap, he could have killed Gao Xin! Even if half-serious, it would be enough to make an ordinary person sprawl on the ground searching for teeth.
And now, he restrained himself only because these people had already been formally accepted as slaves.
This was already enough to deter the newcors, frightening them severely.
Yet Gao Xin dared to act tough.
He really talked tough!
He imdiately raised his hand, about to slap again, this ti it could kill Gao Xin.
However, this ti, "Viper" interrupted, "Enough."
Sasaki instantly withdrew his hand, stopping it beside Gao Xin’s face, the wind from his palm disheveling Gao Xin’s hair painfully against his skin.
Viper looked at him and said, "Gao Xin, right? Very good, quite spirited."
"I’m very interested in your specialty. I’ll give you a chance to defeat a superior glass person on the spot."
"It doesn’t matter, I will definitely win," Gao Xin said firmly.
This was his goal all along, although he didn’t expect that appearing too diocre would create such complications.
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