"How about that? Can you still be arrogant now, you scoundrel?"

After venting the anger that Mr. Phoenix had deliberately provoked, Tornado picked up Mr. Phoenix, who was covered in blood, with a look of satisfaction.

Even though they are almost the same size, because of their height difference, there is always a feeling that a tornado is lifting up a little chick.

However, it may not be an illusion.

Like a half-dead phoenix, Mr. Phoenix was just as fragile as a chick in the hands of a tornado.

With just a little force, it can be easily crushed.

“fu…”

Mr. Phoenix rolled his eyes, but before he could utter his familiar "international friendly language," he was slapped on the head by the tornado.

The slap was so powerful that Mr. Phoenix felt his head buzzing.

Of course, regardless of the technical aspects, this one-sided domination made the other viewers quite happy.

Although Tu Xiaohei didn't think there was anything to be excited about.

After glancing at the enthusiastic audience, Tu Xiaohei gave up on asking them why.

These people are on my mind, and if I speak up, the hatred will shift to me, which wouldn't be pleasant.

"Thump!"

This one-sided crushing victory lasted for quite some time.

At this moment, Mr. Phoenix proved the authenticity of his title.

Despite being crushed for a long time, it remained conscious, and the fragrance in its mouth never stopped.

Unfortunately, Mr. Phoenix's spirit could not be sustained for long.

After a mundane straight punch from Tornado, Mr. Phoenix rolled his eyes and passed out.

"Stop! This time, Tornado has won the match!"

Seizing the opportunity, the referee quickly raised his hand to signal for a tornado.

It's better to fight back, but if someone gets killed, it will be more troublesome.

Bloodstains and filth are hard to clean up.

Tornado, showing considerable respect to the referee, put Mr. Phoenix down with a displeased expression after hearing the referee's words.

Of course, there's one more thing.

It's estimated that Mr. Phoenix has been crippled by him.

If we fight again, I'll really get killed.

At this moment, Mr. Phoenix resembled a dying turkey.

The referee frowned and waved for someone to drag the man away.

Then, looking at the tornado, he whispered something.

Unfortunately, the sound was too soft for Tu Xiaohei to hear.

"OK!"

Although Tu Xiaohei didn't know what the referee said, he could hear Tornado's constant nodding and "OK" replies.

However, such a readily agreed statement carries absolutely no possibility of trust.

Tu Xiaohei let out a slight breath, looking at his arm with a conflicted expression.

The match just now was a complete stomp; aside from knowing that verbal interference has absolutely no effect on tornadoes.

They were completely unaware of his weaknesses in combat.

Not only is his punching speed fast, but his fists are also incredibly hard...

Tu Xiaohei focused his gaze on Tornado's gauntlets.

Without these boxing gloves, Mr. Phoenix would probably have been defeated in one punch.

"Without someone of similar strength fighting against Tornado, it's impossible to see any real substance."

While Tu Xiaohei was thinking, Tornado defeated another challenger.

This challenger is much weaker than Mr. Phoenix.

They wouldn't even offer a verbal interruption.

Therefore, the tornado didn't bother to deal with him.

I taught him a lesson by dislocating his shoulder and throwing him out.

However, despite Tornado's formidable strength, the prize money for this fighting competition was simply too much.

After this challenger failed, another challenger took his place.

They attempted to use a war of attrition to exhaust the tornado's stamina.

However, amidst the enthusiastic shouts of the spectators, Tornado knocked down thirteen challengers in a row, still without batting an eye.

"Is it that the challenger's strength is too easy to watch, or is Tornado's stamina too abundant?"

Tu Xiaohei frowned.

It's probably a combination of both. Although there are quite a few challengers, most of them are weaklings who give up after taking just one punch from Tornado.

It's probably impossible to expect them to exhaust the tornado's stamina.

And that rival that could rival a tornado might not even exist this time.

"Fine, let's make a move."

Watching the tornado proudly shouting in an unknown language, Tu Xiaohei sighed and stood up slightly from his chair.

However, at that moment, the tornado suddenly stopped yelling and shouted at someone in the audience, "Oh? Little girl, you're back? Come up here and get a beating!"

For experts.

The most painful thing in life is having no rivals.

What's even more painful is having an opponent who is far stronger than you, but who has absolutely no will to fight and doesn't want to fight you.

The most painful thing is knowing that there is someone there, and that she is very powerful.

It would be a real disservice to myself not to give it a good fight.

Of course, the presence of the old man was something to be wary of.

However, it's unlikely that any old man would object to ordinary sparring.

"Getting beaten up? Forget it, let's get this party started!"

Matsubara Asuka's personality is somewhat similar to that of a tornado.

They were drawn over by his very ordinary provocation.

He flipped over and jumped onto the ring.

"Your height is still the same as always! What's wrong? Is it because you haven't been exercising properly? Or because you didn't sleep in and finish your meal of green peppers?"

When Matsubara Asuka came on stage, Tornado laughed even more unrestrainedly.

And this ability to hurl insults is almost on par with Mr. Phoenix, who was constantly racking up hatred points.

An old saying goes: "Anyone with a foul mouth will eventually have a rotten mouth!"

Matsubara Asuka chuckled, glancing at the arrogant Tornado, and quickly retorted.

This is also based on the fact that the two are very familiar with each other.

Otherwise, the great and handsome Mr. Tornado wouldn't bother arguing with others.

He won't resort to words if he can resolve things with his fists.

"Tornado, go easy on me."

The referee also knew Matsubara Asuka and probably understood her personality.

It would be bad if these two people started fighting and it really escalated into a real fight.

"Alright! The competition...begins!"

Before Matsubara Asuka could say anything, the referee had already delivered the final verdict before she could.

"OK".

Tornado chuckled, a hint of excitement in his eyes.