Master Of Martial Arts Has An Advanced Optical Brain Chapter 440: “Bull” Wharton

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Ten minutes later.

"Now I would like to introduce to you the two contestants in the next fight, one of them is Wharton the 'Brave Bull' from the Republic of Lupine!"

Accompanied by the commentator's voice, a burly man with a height of more than two meters and an extremely strong figure suddenly jumped out of the field, landed on the field with a bang, and made a loud noise, shaking the floor It seemed to be buzzing.

Seeing him appear on the stage, the waiting spectators burst into loud cheers and screams, and the atmosphere instantly changed from the slightly quiet after the game to extremely noisy again.

"Wharton has won seven consecutive games before this, and all his opponents have been blasted to pieces by his huge fist!"

Cooperating with the narrator, Wharton clenched his fist, raised it high, and waved it vigorously at the surrounding audience, which once again caused a burst of cheers.

His fist is really huge, although it is clenched tightly, it is already comparable to a child's head.

Combined with his incomparably strong body, everyone knows how terrible the consequences will be if he is hit by this punch.

"Now, let us welcome Wharton's opponent, a strong man who dares to challenge the bull!"

The commentator's voice spread, and the atmosphere in the arena was once again high. All the audience screamed desperately, and all their eyes were focused on the player's exit opposite Wharton.

However, a moment later, when they saw Chu Nan walking out wearing only a pair of shorts that were obviously one size bigger, they were stunned at the same time.

Until Chu Nan appeared and walked into the venue, there was an extremely rare period of silence around the venue.

Everyone looked at Chu Nan in astonishment, and couldn't figure it out at all. This guy, whose body was smaller than Wharton's by several laps, was no different from a child compared to Wharton, and looked very young. Is Wharton's opponent?

"This challenger is the young master from the distant Earth Federation, the virgin 001! Let us welcome him and look forward to his victory over the bull and bring us a wonderful game!"

The narrator's words did not arouse the enthusiasm of the audience. After the audience was stunned for a while, there was a burst of harsh boos and curses.

"What kind of **** young master! Can this little guy block a punch from a bull?"

"That's right, Wharton crushed him with one finger!"

"Virgin 001? Is this kid really a virgin? I think he hasn't been weaned at all!"

"Hey, kid, this is not the playground you want to go to, go home and eat your mother's milk!"

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At a high place on the sidelines, a middle-aged man wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said nervously to Father Haskeman next to him: "Haskeman, do you really plan to let this kid and Wo Do you want to beat me?"

"Why?" Papa Haskeman responded lightly.

"If he gets punched by Wharton, he'll be dead, but the audience won't like it, look, they're protesting! Oh my God, A lot of people started clamoring for a refund!"

"Take it easy, my buddy." Papa Haskeman chuckled. "These guys are just yelling, no one will really refund the ticket. Don't worry, Wharton is not a novice for the first time, he knows what to do to best please the audience, and he won't kill that kid with one fist Yes. I’m sure he tortured that kid slowly to satisfy everyone. You know, people who come here actually like to watch this kind of cruel scene the most.”

The middle-aged man frowned, muttered something, shook his head, turned and left.

Looking at his leaving back, Papa Haskeman let out a cold snort of disdain.

"Idiot!"

He looked down at Chu Nan who was standing quietly in the field, as if he didn't hear the voices of the audience around him at all, and a smile appeared on his face.

He is sure that this kid's strength is by no means as weak as he appears on the surface.

Even though his internal energy may not be very strong, judging from his movements and postures just now, his external martial arts skills must be very solid, and Wharton may not be able to deal with him easily.

The reason why he insisted on arranging this kid to play immediately was not only because he wanted to find out the strength of this kid as soon as possible, but also because it would be more gimmick to arrange him as Wharton's opponent.

Think about it, two guys with a size difference of 108,000 miles, anyone would think that Walton must win.

If Wharton can play and torture the virgin 001 in front of everyone, it will be enough to satisfy the blood * of the audience.

They will occasionally arrange one or two fights like this, for this purpose.

And if the virgin 001 unexpectedly possesses great strength and defeats Wharton instead, then they will not lose either.

This is a big upset. As dealers, they will definitely make a lot of money through this game, and at the same time get a good thug, so there is nothing to lose.

"So, boy, whether you can make money or not depends on your own performance." Father Haskeman said silently in his heart, staring at Chu Nan.

Chunan looked at Wharton opposite with interest, without any nervousness in his heart.

I have long heard that the main race of the Lupine Republic is somewhat special, and everyone is extremely strong. Now I saw it with my own eyes. This Wharton is not bad, only a little over two meters, and there are many in the Earth Federation. Such a tall person, but there are almost no people as tall and strong as him.

This guy's arm alone is twice as thick as Chu Nan's leg. A piece of pectoral muscle on his chest might weigh more than a dozen kilograms, and his whole body might weigh more than 150 kilograms. It's like a human tank.

With such a terrible physical condition, if he is paired with a suitable internal breathing method to temper and perfect his body, his strength will obviously be no small matter.

However, Chu Nan has already passed the stage where physical strength alone determines the level of strength. Looking at this terrifyingly strong guy in front of him, he finds it a little funny.

If this guy spends more energy on training his muscles to cultivate his inner breath and temper his body reasonably, his current strength will definitely be much higher.

As for now, he is strong enough for ordinary people, but from the perspective of a warrior, his strength may not be strong enough.

Seeing Chu Nan looking at him, Wharton on the opposite side sneered, pointed at him and said, "Boy, if you are willing to kneel down and surrender, I can spare your life. If you don't, don't blame me for missing it later." I beat you to death with one fist."

Chu Nan smiled slightly, and didn't even bother to pay attention to him, let alone the booing and scolding of the audience.

A moment later, the commentator finally heated up the atmosphere of the audience on the sidelines through words, and seized the time to announce the start of the game.

After the countdown ended, Wharton didn't act immediately, but stood on the spot and ticked his little finger at Chu Nan with a look of contempt.

"Come on, kid, I'll let you fight for a while."

Chu Nan raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile, "Really?"

"Nonsense." Wharton cursed. "Come on, if you can knock me back one step, then I will lose."

"That's what you said."

Chu Nan smiled, stepped a little, and his figure disappeared in front of everyone in an instant.

The next moment, Wharton felt a terrifying force coming from his chest, and his huge body flew up involuntarily.

"Poof——"

Wharton spurted a mouthful of blood frantically, and slammed into the wall ten meters away from the long side, punching a big hole in the hard metal wall, and then fell to the ground, lying on his stomach He was motionless on the ground, as if he was dead.

All the audience on the sidelines immediately seemed to be strangled by the neck, and all the hustle and bustle stopped instantly.

The whole venue fell into an extremely strange silence. (To be continued.)