Unfortunately, without using the power of the moon, Tu Xiaohei's strength is truly no match for the tornado.

Even with their own clever tricks, they still seemed inadequate in the face of absolute power.

The previous tactic to hinder the tornado's movement was completely thwarted by a single, casual kick from the tornado.

"Bang!"

This time, Tu Xiaohei took the brunt of the tornado's attack head-on.

The whole person was uncontrollably backward.

The areas hit by the tornado were constantly sending out signals of pain.

"Young man, give up. If you wait another twenty years, you might still have a chance to defeat me. Right now, you can only be my punching bag."

The tornado gently shook its stiff neck.

He looked at Tu Xiaohei, who was panting on the stage, with a grin.

"Sandbag...?"

Tu Xiaohei sneered, grabbed the railing, and slowly stood up.

"You can also fight back with sandbags, so be careful."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, a streak of bright red blood flowed from the corner of Tu Xiaohei's mouth.

As the bruises dripped onto the arena, Tu Xiaohei instantly pressed himself against the tornado.

Normal tactics against tornadoes are simply handing them free kills.

unless……

Using unconventional playing methods.

This time, Tu Xiaohei neither threw a punch nor a kick.

Instead, it directly rammed its head into the tornado's abdomen.

Perhaps the tornado didn't realize that Tu Xiaohei would use such a tactic.

Perhaps it was because the tornado wanted to test the extent of Xiao Hei's attack.

He did not dodge.

Instead, he stood straight on the ring.

"Thump!"

A muffled thud.

Tornado's expression changed slightly, and he took a step back.

The head is one of the hardest parts of the human body, and even a tornado would find it a bit difficult to deal with such an attack.

However, Tu Xiaohei had no intention of giving up the pursuit.

As the tornado retreated, Tu Xiaohei's fist struck the tornado once again.

This punch was charged up for a long time, and it hit the same spot that had been hit before.

The tornado's expression changed slightly once again.

"You're really fighting with all your might... Since you've lost all shame, then don't expect me to have any either."

The tornado snorted coldly.

He immediately took off his boxing gloves.

His strong hands were revealed.

Few people know this.

Tornadoes don't actually like using boxing gloves.

He actually prefers to use his own fleshy palms.

"That guy's gotten desperate, and sure enough, he hasn't changed at all."

Matsubara Asuka, sitting in the audience, shook her head slightly.

At this moment, she looked at Tu Xiaohei with a sympathetic expression.

However, she didn't notice that the woman she had previously been hostile to was now showing a look of keen interest in her eyes.

Of course, the woman didn't say anything, so no one knew.

"Bang!"

On the stage, Tornado's fist collided with Tu Xiaohei's fist.

They didn't remain locked in a stalemate for long; they instantly tangled up and started fighting.

The sound of fists landing solidly rang out.

To the enthusiastic audience, it was simply the most beautiful music in the world.

Although, to be honest, this music isn't exactly a good thing.

Of course, what the audience thinks has nothing to do with the two people in the ring.

Neither of them intended to defend themselves.

Both were extreme offensive attacks.

The only difference is that the tornado only caused bruising where it hit.

Tu Xiaohei's wound was bleeding, sometimes quickly and sometimes slowly.

Meanwhile, the blood clots in Tu Xiaohei's mouth were dripping out one by one.

Judging by his current condition alone, Tu Xiaohei is no match for Long Juanfeng.

However, the tornado had a very high opinion of Tu Xiaohei.

There are very few people who can fight him to this extent using only their physical strength.

Not to mention that Tu Xiaohei is just a teenager.

Although I deliberately let them win, it's already quite good that I was able to cause them some damage.

"Bang!"

The two punched each other in the face.

And yet, quite tacitly, they offered no defense.

After that muffled thud, the rather long ring match had actually come to an end.

Tu Xiaohei and Long Juanfeng stared intently at each other.

Both of them were waiting.

Waiting for the other party's next move.

Tu Xiaohei didn't know what a tornado looked like, but he did know that his body was about to give out.

The bones kept creaking and cracking, and it seemed like the internal organs had shifted.

If this happens a few more times, Tu Xiaohei will have no choice but to use the power of the moon.

"You... are very good."

Just as Tu Xiaohei was observing his opponent, Tornado suddenly revealed a delighted smile.

This smile is like that of a peerless master who has finally met an opponent who can fight him.

"You are even better...".

Before he could finish speaking, a mouthful of blood flowed from Tu Xiaohei's mouth as if it were free.

The power of the moon is not a power that excels in physical combat.

This was something that Fates had told him long ago.

Even so, Tu Xiaohei still showed extreme respect to the man in front of him.

If tornadoes disregard reason and rules, they would undoubtedly be invincible in terms of mere physical combat.

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