Chapter 121

Underground Arena.

The host’s passionate voice sounded:

"Dear viewers! The two heroes are already standing in the middle of the field!"

"Brazilian Judo VS Street Fighter!!"

Hearing the host's introduction, the audience cheered enthusiastically.

This kind of physical duel will be extremely exciting for both men and women when they see it!

"oh? Street fighter?"

In the stands, Tokugawa Mitsunari looked expectantly at Jack Fanma below.

"Is he a thug who lives off bounties?"He guessed in his heart.

Next to Tokugawa Mitsunari, Yujiro Fanma was lying on a chair with a bored look on his face, eyes half-squinted.

At this time, the host continued:

"The past history of Brazilian Judo—and the competition records of other factions—are unparalleled!"

"With the Canadian Street Fighter as the opponent, what kind of battle situation will be presented to the audience!!"

At this moment.

On the field

"You two, please return to your original positions."The referee monk gave the order.

Jack Vanma and the Brazilian judo player Sao Paulo Silba looked at each other.

After hearing the referee's voice, the two turned behind at the same time and walked towards the edge.

Jack Vanma walked, While taking off his vest, he revealed an upper body covered with scars but with strong muscles.

Seeing the scars on his body, there were faint screams from the audience.

Unlike Hanayama Kaoru, although Jack Fuma's body There were no bullet marks or slash marks, but the scars on the whole body as if they were stretched open by something still made the audience marvel.

After all, this is an underground arena, and every fighter has traces and glory of the battle on his body.

In the fight The exit from the periphery of the arena.

Fanma Renya looked at Jack Fanma who was walking in the arena with a solemn expression and a hint of nervousness.

"It feels like this on the screen...What am I nervous about?"

"Is it the person I first met who threatens me?"

Fan Ma Renya stared closely at Jack Fanma. In his body, Fan Ma Renya felt a similar sense of threat to Mo Wen.

That was a feeling that only a truly powerful enemy could have.

"Game start!"

Boom!"......

The sound of drums sounded.

Sao Paulo Sibal looked calm and looked at Jack Fanma opposite

"Judging from the body shape, he is about 193 cm tall. As for the weight, which is about 115KG or more, it should be 116KG!"

"My height is only 179cm and my weight is only 91KG. There is a big difference in body shape."

"If it were applied to other fighting skills, such as boxing and Muay Thai, I'm afraid you would have given up before the game started.".St. Paul Sibal clenched his fists and raised them flat in front of him, thinking slowly in his mind.

He looked at Jack Vanma with his eyes. He had seen most of the St. Paul giant Silba who was taller and heavier than him, and he accurately read Jack Vanmar's data.

"The scars on his body show that the opponent has a lot of actual combat experience, and he should have relied on his own body to take the enemy's attack. This shows that the opponent has no martial arts skills, and his size cannot absolutely suppress me. I can win.! Sao

Paulo Silba thought with great confidence.

His height and weight advantages cannot pose a threat to him who has learned Brazilian Judo.

Because what Brazilian Judo is best at is dealing with opponents who are larger than himself.

Among them, Sao Paulo Silba’s Brazil With his proficiency in jujitsu, he can defeat an opponent twice his own weight. As long as he can throw him to the ground, he will use his superb fighting skills to consume the opponent's physical strength and defeat the opponent.

Visual inspection Sao Paulo Silba, who was only 116 kilograms ahead of Jack Vanma, had no doubt about his upcoming victory.

Bang!

His feet suddenly exerted force and rushed toward Jack Vanmar at extremely fast speed.

When he came to Jack Vanma , Silba found that he did not make any defense, which filled him with anger

"Since you choose Tuoda, let me experience the power of Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu!"Silba suddenly raised her foot and kicked Jack Fanma on the chin.

Jack Fanma quickly raised his head and avoided the blow.

"good chance!"Saint Paul Silba suddenly pounced on Jack Fanma and grabbed him directly with both arms.

Done!

St. Paul Silba's eyes were filled with joy. Next, he only needed to throw the opponent to the ground to weaken the opponent's powerful weapon - that is, Hands and feet, so that the opponent's size will not be able to take advantage of it.

Instead, he will be subdued!

Silba put his hands around Jack Fanma's waist, grabbed his right wrist with his left hand, and at the same time hooked his right leg tightly on Jack Fanma's left Bend his legs and push his left leg forward with the power of sprinting!

With his weight of 91KG plus sprinting, it should be a simple thing to shake the 116KG Jack Fanma.

However, when he tried to knock down Jack Fanma At that moment, a picture suddenly appeared in Sao Paulo Silba's mind.

It was a towering mountain.

Yes, a big mountain.

This was the first impression of Sao Paulo Silba.

"for...Why can't I move him?......"St. Paul Silba thought in horror.

His sprint failed, and he couldn't even move Jack Fanma's steps.......

The exit outside the arena.

Kato Kiyosumi's friend, Hanada Junichi, who has good strength in karate, saw this scene and said in shock:"Then...That Canadian gangster is no ordinary person!"

When the weight difference between the two parties is not big, they can't be shaken at all. This can only show that Jack Fanma's physical strength is stronger than what everyone sees on the surface.

Fanma's scalp is numb and dark red. His hair began to fly, like a frightened animal, and his hair stood on end.

This feeling was very strange, a bit like a natural reaction of the body.

Fan Majenya was very puzzled.......

Inside the venue.

São Paulo Silba locked in with all his strength in an attempt to knock down Jack Vanma.

But no matter how hard he exerted force, Jack Fanma didn't shake at all, as if his legs were connected to the ground.

At this moment, Jack Fanma stretched out his right hand and pressed it on his face.

Then Jack Fanma started to exert force with his right hand.

Instantly.

St. Paul Silba's pupils shrank, and he felt a huge force coming from his cheek to push him out.

This force is thick, powerful, and endless.

Crunch - Silba

Sao Paulo seemed to hear his own skeleton wailing.

"good...Such great power......"Silba was roaring in his heart, and he felt as if his cheek was being pressed against by a train that had just started, pushing him out slowly but without stopping.

He had practiced grappling for decades and was able to hold at least 250KG of weight. However, he was slowly broken away by this force.

"This guy is a monster!"Saint Paul Silba thought in horror, but his body did not stop resisting.

Jack Fanma felt that he was still struggling, a grin appeared on his face, and the muscles in his right arm began to swell, and he pushed Silba away directly.

Because Jack Fan The horse's wingspan is longer than that of Silba Sao Paulo, so when he straightens his arms, Silba cannot grapple.

The next second.

Bang!!

Jack Vanma punches Silba Sao Paulo. on the chin......

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