Chapter 1512 Black Hand VS Wukong Masked Man(1/3)
Ten minutes go by in a blink of an eye.
During this period, there were many hot-headed people who were affected by Fat Tiger’s words and immediately ran over to increase their points.
Some people still think Black Hand is powerful, but after seeing the performance of Wukong Mask Man just now, some people feel that Wukong Mask Man is even more powerful, and they put all their points into betting.
It's like gambling, with high risks and high rewards.
As long as you can succeed, your worth will double.
When they think about success and being able to get doubled points, their blood starts to surge and boil.
Many of them have never thought about what will happen if they invest all their wealth and fail, and they don't want to think about it.
That's not how it is in the mind of a gambler.
Think only of the good side and not the bad side.
Even if their rationality tells them that if they lose, they may lose everything, but they are already on top and will even control themselves not to think about the bad consequences.
...
Ten minutes are up.
Ding ding ding~
Fat Tiger hit the iron piece with his hand and walked into the octagonal cage.
When everyone's attention was focused on him, he handed the iron piece to his subordinates who followed him and took the trumpet from his subordinates.
"Ouch!"
He had a seizure, and then shouted to everyone with an excited face:
"The exciting moment has arrived, here is our finals."
"No more nonsense."
"We have hired our black hands!"
Bang bang bang!
Amidst the applause, there was a cheer from the survivors supporting the Black Hand.
"Whoa whoa whoa!"
"Black Hand! Black Hand! Black Hand!"
"The black hand will win!"
Blackhand walked onto the ring slowly, and as he walked up, he threw the towel around his neck to the audience.
Fat Tiger nodded towards Black Hand and continued to pick up the loudspeaker and shouted:
"Invite our masked man: Wukong!"
"Wukong!"
There were also many survivors in the audience who supported the masked man. After seeing Wukong, they shouted with all their strength.
...
Tap tap tap!
The masked man Wukong still wears the same outfit, with his whole body wrapped tightly.
Black Hand looked at his opponent who was less than three meters away from him, and thought to himself: We finally faced him.
When the competition was held these days, he had no interest in anyone else, only this mysterious masked man.
After so many fights, no one has ever seen the true face of the masked man.
Facing this Wukong, he also felt a lot of pressure.
Unfortunately, cold weapons cannot be used.
Can only fight with bare hands.
He couldn't use the butterfly knife that he was best at, which made him unhappy.
But there is no way, all dangerous cold weapons entering the trading market must be handed over.
Moreover, if cold weapons are used in battle, the mortality rate will be very high.
If there were no restrictions on the use of cold weapons in this arena match, a lot of people would probably die.
Both of them were looking at each other, and the masked man looked at the black hand in front of him with a wary look in his eyes.
The man in black gloves in front of him gave him a strong sense of threat.
The two looked at each other, and the air froze.
A chilling atmosphere enveloped the Octagon.
Fat Tiger glanced at Black Hand and then at the masked man.
Originally, Black Hand, as one of their people, could completely use his power to directly let the masked man fight him after the fight.
The black hand got plenty of rest, but the masked man didn't, so the odds of winning were very high.
But he was rejected by the confident and proud Black Hand.
He doesn't want to engage in such frivolous things, he plays with reality.
Even if his skills are not as good as others, he still admits it.
Fat Hu stood between the two of them, feeling a little depressed.
So he quickly shouted: "Okay, Black Hand VS Wukong, I declare it official..."
He drawled..."Start."
Boom!
The octagonal cage door is closed.
The black hand stands on the left and the man in the Goku mask stands on the right.
Black Hand suddenly said: "Take off the mask and have a fight."
The man in the Wukong mask ignored him and stared at Black Hand's lower body.
The steps moved slowly, and the body maintained a posture ready to attack at any time.
When he didn't get a reply from the masked man, Black Hand's eyes turned cold.
If you don't drink a toast, you'll be punished with a fine drink, and if you fight with yourself while wearing a mask, why are you pretending to be cool?
I really admired this Wukong at first, but now it seems a bit pretentious.
Show off! I asked you to show off.
With a movement of his body, Black Hand rushed towards the masked man at an extremely fast speed.
Elbow!
Black Hand's elbow strike was blocked by the masked man's arm, and the next second.
The black hand and knee kicked the masked man in the vagina.
The masked man flinched and took a few steps back.
Avoid this dangerous combo, if you are kicked in the lower part of the body, the egg will be broken.
The black hand failed and became even more angry.
Rush forward, lift your knees, turn your waist, throw your hands and kick out at the same time, and rotate your feet with your toes as the axis.
A perfect sweeping kick!
The masked man stepped back again. He had already retreated to the edge of the octagonal cage and hit the iron frame of the octagonal cage. There was no way he could retreat.
"Muay Thai!" The masked man said in a low voice.
Blackhand ignored him and continued to attack.
He got close, thrust out with both fists, and at the same time pushed his knees into the belly of the man in the Wukong mask.
Three lines were running in parallel, and the masked man was pushed to the edge, unable to retreat, and there was almost no room to hide around him.
And because he was retreating, he was in a very passive position, making it difficult for him to receive the Black Hand's attack.
Just when the black hand was about to knock him down, the masked man grabbed the iron railing behind him, used both hands to support his body in a parallel position, and kicked it with both feet.
Borrowing the power of the octagonal cage, he kicked the black hand.
Black Hand saw his kicking feet and quickly changed his movements.
The fists that were originally moving forward were instantly raised up, using both hands and small arms to block the flying kick of the masked man.
Black Hand took a few steps back, with a cold expression on his lips. Taking advantage of his large position, he immediately rushed to the left and jumped up before the masked man could adjust his posture.
Elbow the masked man in the stomach.
Block.
To be continued...