Capítulo 1956: Chapter 1954: Brawl
In the eyes of most living beings in the [Black Tower], the fight club can be considered a kind of Forbidden Area.
It is even privately referred to as the ‘Madn Club.’
Many cannot understand the aning of such pure, primitive combat that abandons all powers and cognition, especially when it involves the risk of aftereffects, or even death.
However, those who truly understand and join the ‘madn’ club are all talents and elites from various worlds.
They crave to release the most primitive part of themselves,
Desire to find kindred spirits who also want to liberate themselves,
When they first co to the club, it’s as if they’ve found their inner [Dreamland]… No need for any verbal communication, as the most direct physical clashes can transform strangers into acquaintances.
So mbers of the club, due to their unique personalities, are not welcod in their own worlds and treat the club entirely as a [ho].
When the Black Tower issued a level one alert,
Many mbers first considered not the safety of their respective worlds, but the stability of the club.
Most mbers stayed here, maintaining the normal operations of the club, participating in about 60% of the usual fighting matches.
…
Bang!
A loud noise spread from one of the fighting rooms, resembling the sound of tal being struck.
One of the participants was Han Dong,
Han Dong, imrsed in the fight, was already drenched in sweat, with his shirt completely removed,
Sweat rolled over his lean yet perfectly muscled body,
The current fight resulted in his body being cut with dozens of wounds of varying depths, the deepest reaching the ribs.
However,
The rib that should have been severed only had a shallow cut on its surface, and even so tal shavings remained on the bone surface.
The hardness was beyond imagination.
As for Han Dong, stabilizing his lower body in a horse stance,
His upper body twisted around one and a half circles, delivering a double-fist punch forward,
The opponent being struck was Steel Breaker Durikov, from the Subsuper world [En-Iron Continent].
Like Han Dong, he was of the “Pseudo-King” level and had been at this level for ten years.
He exchanged legendary tal materials, “Celestial Top Steel,” from the Black Tower using a large number of contribution points, and through the special forging techniques of the Iron Continent, he perford ‘Concentrated Crystallization’ on the material.
The final “Celestial Top Crystal” obtained was not used for weapon forging but for body enhancent.
This gave Durikov a body strength which was top-level in the sa tier, also possessing “tallic Plasticity,” allowing his arms to transform into various tal weapons for fighting.
His record in the club was [39 wins, 14 losses]
However,
Currently, he was blasted away, with two inward chest prints… The internal force carried by the fists severely damaged his internal tal structure, making him unable to continue.
The outco was decided, and the arena instantly filled with noisy discussions.
“Durikov actually lost! What a terrifying young man… I said before, if this kid grows up, there are very few here who can directly confront him.”
“The real problem lies in this kid’s body. Although Durikov’s ‘Arm Blade’ was dodged and neutralized several tis, there were quite a few tis it caught a dead angle that couldn’t be avoided, executing an unavoidable chop strike.
Yet the chop strike only cut the body but didn’t damage the bones.
Moreover, the [Cut Energy] that should have penetrated the target’s body and shredded the internals didn’t have any effect, as if it was absorbed by the flesh.”
People offstage were all discussing Han Dong’s performance, many realizing that the problem lay with his [Body].
However, these fighters showed no fear of battle; instead, they beca more excited,
Originally spectators, they were now eager to try and have a ‘profound’ mutual understanding with Han Dong.
At this mont,
Han Dong also raised his fist, not only to express victory but also to indicate he was ready for another challenge at any ti.
The club had a rule,
If there were multiple challengers at the sa ti, Han Dong would select,
If Han Dong did not make a selection, the most suitable challenger would be chosen by the club’s built-in System, based on factors such as “match level,” “record,” “permissions,” etc.
Han Dong wasn’t very familiar with the people present, so he planned to let the System decide.
Just as everyone awaited the result,
A sudden sound of parallel footsteps ca from outside the room.
Two fighters of greatly differing physiques and special identities walked in simultaneously.
Leading the way was a Skeleton wearing overalls and a straw hat,
The skeleton had conspicuous Dark Gold bone marks scattered over its surface.
Judging by the runic aura emitted by the bone marks and the tallic sheen flowing across the surface of the bones,
This Skeleton was no weaker in hardness than the just-defeated Durikov, being harder, more flexible, and even able to perfectly distribute damage.
Behind the Skeleton followed a man three tis its size and obese,
Headless, with black hair growing from the neck, [black resentnt] oozing through the grease between his fat, and at his waist hung a samurai sword containing Ghost Fire, at Visceral, and Fine Iron elents.
The newcors were none other than the Headless and his friend Mr. Xi Sui,
One fat and one thin, one tall and one short, a perfect combination of fat and fine bone.
Though both were of [Lower] rank, they had received significant enhancents through recent trials.
Especially the Headless, who during a visit to B.B.C executed and devoured Mr.Teacher’s Third Incarnation… almost able to condense a ‘phantom head’ under the circumstances at the ti.
Their strength was infinitely close to the [Middle Rank].
As the two entered,
Mr. Xi Sui’s gaze imdiately shifted to the surface of Han Dong’s body, noting the special skeletal structure through the surface cuts.
“Hmm… it’s completely different from before, this isn’t a change brought by growth.
It must be due to practicing so kind of skeletal cultivation thod, or nourished by so world-class material, to form such bones.
Headless, let spar with this kid first.”
“Okay.”
The Headless, taking advantage of his close relationship with Han Dong, directly appointed the next challenger.
As Mr. Xi Sui entered the arena, the spectators quickly made way for him.
They were also eager to see Mr. Xi Sui in combat, curious to see whose bones, between him and Han Dong—whose bones were harder.
Before starting,
Mr. Xi Sui perford a rather codic warm-up exercise, twisting every bone and joint, even applying a lubricant similar to Vaseline.
“Nicholas, your bones are interesting~ but according to my “Bone Marrow Induction,” you haven’t fully mastered it yet.
If you can win against in the upcoming fight… I will give you so guidance at the ‘bone’ level or even so practical help.”
Hearing this, Han Dong imdiately began moving his arms, twisting his neck.
He then slightly moved his right foot forward, assuming his unique fighting stance.
Right arm in front, hanging vertically down as a [Shield]
Left arm behind, suspended beside his face as a [Spear]
“Alright! Mr. Xi Sui, get ready, I’ll give it my all.”
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