It has to be said that Bloodhand is very strong; Lu Yuan barely dodged his punch.
However, just as he dodged, his opponent threw another punch.
Lu Yuan knew about this punch, but there was no way he could dodge it.
So he quickly raised both hands to block forcefully.
With a loud bang, Lu Yuan's arm blocked the other person's fist.
I felt a sharp, aching pain in my arm. It felt like my bones had been shattered.
Lu Yuan gritted his teeth and endured the pain. Then he touched the back of his hand and found that there were several fist marks on his arm.
These areas began to bruise instantly.
"Damn it, the opponent is too strong. I have to come up with some strategy to deal with him, otherwise I won't be able to escape his punches at all."
Lu Yuan's heart sank, and he began to engage in a standoff with the other party.
Bloodhand stared at Lu Yuan, his fist so big it could almost cover Lu Yuan's entire cheek.
Therefore, he knew he couldn't hit Lu Yuan too hard. It would be best to start with his limbs so that Lu Yuan would be completely defeated without killing him.
Knowing that his opponent was difficult to defeat, Lu Yuan circled around the arena.
The opponent continued to compress Lu Yuan's space for maneuver, and finally found an opportunity. Blood Hand raised his fist again and smashed it hard towards Lu Yuan.
As Lu Yuan threw this punch, a golden light suddenly flashed in his eyes. He seized the moment when the punch came from the other party, then quickly moved to the side and, with lightning speed, smashed the punch towards the other party's cheek.
Then, there was a loud bang.
Bloodhand felt a numbness spread across half of his face.
Then he covered his cheek and took a half step back.
A look of shock appeared in his eyes as he looked at Lu Yuan.
Very few people can surpass him in terms of speed.
Of course, he was referring to the speed of a punch, not the speed of running.
For someone his size, he's not actually very fast at running, and you could say he's not good at running at all; he prefers to rely on his fists.
Slightly dazed by Lu Yuan's attack, the man shook his head, trying to dispel the dizziness in his mind.
Bloodhand licked his lips and growled in a low voice.
"You little brat actually managed to hit my cheek. Fine, from now on I'm going to get serious. You've got no chance!"
After saying that, the other person crossed his two fists, assuming a formal boxer's stance in the ring, and made a punching motion.
Lu Yuan dared not be careless, knowing that the other party might have just been testing him. He didn't expect that just a test would make him feel so much pressure.
This bloody hand is definitely not something an ordinary person can handle. Even I have to be careful, otherwise I might lose my life if I'm not careful.
The two sides fought back and forth for nearly ten minutes until the referee finally blew the whistle.
During halftime, Lu Yuan returned to his seat, picked up his water glass, and began to drink.
Razor is no longer as eager as it used to be.
When he got closer, he simply handed Lu Yuan a bottle of water.
"If it's really too bad, just admit defeat. There's no need to keep fighting. Losing your life in the final match is far more serious than that!"
Lu Yuan took the water bottle, took a sip, and then sneered.
"Don't worry, we'll fight hard to get a winner in this final match, and it's not necessarily me who will lose. Just you wait and see!"
"Oh, right, you promised me before the last match that you wouldn't bother me anymore after I won the championship. So many people were involved in ensuring fairness back then. If you break that promise, I believe the entire no-man's-land will abandon you!"
Upon hearing Lu Yuan's words, Razor felt a pang of sadness in his heart.
He waved his hand and pretended not to care.
"Alright, you don't need to remind me, I know what to do!"
After saying that, the other person turned and left, while Lu Yuan continued to squat in place drinking water, his eyes fixed on the front of the arena.
The punch he just received left Bloodhand slightly dazed. Although he wasn't seriously injured, his face was throbbing, making him feel as if he had lost face.
He spat on the ground and then gave Lu Yuan the middle finger.
Lu Yuan retaliated by giving the other person the middle finger without any politeness, and then after about five minutes, the referee finally blew the whistle.
The second match officially began, and the audience continued to cheer.
Lu Yuan could already sense that this match was what they really needed to see.
These people don't like to see a championship won by an overwhelming advantage; they want to see matches that go into overtime and overtime again, because that's what keeps their fighting spirit going.
After the cage door closed, Blood Hand continued to move towards Lu Yuan. To Lu Yuan's surprise, the production team did not provide any props this time.
Lu Yuan could guess that they didn't want the match to end so quickly. Once they had the props, the fight between the two would become exceptionally fierce and fast.
They're still hoping to make money from this match, so perhaps they should drop some weapons in the third or fifth match as an upgrade. Maybe everyone's spirits are a bit weary by the end.
Lu Yuan narrowed his eyes and stared into Blood Hand's eyes. Blood Hand also became serious. He dared not be careless. He knew that the powerful energy Lu Yuan displayed had exceeded his expectations.
He couldn't believe that an Earthling could possess such power. He sensed that Lu Yuan wasn't an ordinary Earthling; perhaps he was a descendant of a mutant who had survived from the past.
After all, they had already heard about other people's affairs when they invaded Earth. However, the number of those mutants was extremely small, and their existence was very short. They only existed in the underground fortress for about half a year before being wiped out.
After testing each other a few times, neither side showed any intention of making a move.
The second match dragged on until halftime. This time, Razor's eyes clearly showed a hint of anxiety. Lu Yuan wasn't using his real killer move, and Bloodhand was constantly wasting time.
Neither side knew exactly how the situation unfolded, and the audience kept shouting for them to fight.
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