Just when Jiro Inoue turned and ran, Zhao Hu moved.
Gu Ziming had actually seen clearly that the boy was pretending to be dead.
Zhao Hu picked up a sharp stone from the pile of rubble and immediately soared into the sky.
"Damn, resurrection from the dead?"
"This fight is too weird."
"I believe in Mr. Gu's vision. Since Zhao Hu is betting on the win, it won't be so easy for him to die."
The people below were also a little surprised to see Zhao Hu suddenly jump up, and they immediately started to make a noise.
Zhao Hu didn't care so much. Just after Jiro Inoue rushed forward a few steps, he kicked the huge head with one foot like a crow sitting on an airplane.
Jiro Inoue's eyes also glowed. In an instant, he actually caught Zhao Hu's kick with his bare hands and spun on the spot, trying to turn a few more times to speed up and throw it out.
Just in the second lap, something strange happened. Zhao Hu did a sit-up, folded his body, and threw a stone at Inoue Jiro's face.
Inoue Jiro was unable to dodge and was hit right in the middle of his eyebrows!
Ah——
A stream of blood spurted out, and the stone was flattened.
At the same time, Inoue Jiro loosened his hands, and Zhao Hu also flew out.
"Not bad, not bad!"
Gu Ziming clapped his hands and praised.
Inoue Jiro's mind was in a daze at this time, and he sat down on the spot.
"Baka!"
This hit the middle of his eyebrows where he had the least fat, and most of the impact went straight into his forehead. He felt that he had a severe concussion.
At the same time, he sniffed and felt a hot current surging in his nose.
Reaching out and touching it, hot blood and some black fragments slowly seeped out of his nose.
A warrior's intuition told him that he might have suffered serious internal injuries.
What's worse is that he felt like he couldn't open his right eye, so he used his hand to move his eyelids, but it was still dark.
He lost one eye!
Zhao Hu was also thrown out and felt dizzy, but he was better than his opponent because he landed on his back, and the muscles on his back gave him a lot of buffer space.
Zhao Hu shook his head and stood up again, just as he was about to attack Inoue Jiro again.
This Inoue Jiro actually untied his sumo pants, tore them into pieces, and then opened his mouth and swallowed them in one gulp.
Damn——
The people below also felt a chill!
"What is this fat man doing?"
"Swallowing his own underwear?"
Only Gu Ziming was not surprised.
The color of the pants was blue, and that blue seemed familiar.
That's right, it was the color of the injection injected by the long-tongued weirdo!
In an instant, Gu Ziming thought of a lot of things. Why did this person and the long-tongued weirdo want to join him at all costs?
But at the same time, Gu Ziming also knew that even if he arrested Jiro Inoue and interrogated him eighteen times, he would not get an answer.
Judging from the caution and strictness of that organization, they issued one task after another, and it was not known what they wanted to do until they were about to be completed!
He wanted to uproot the entire organization, but it was not realistic to rely on Jiro Inoue alone.
The island country and the United States were involved,
Interesting!
Just when Gu Ziming was sighing, Jiro Inoue moved.
This action was not at all like the level of a fat man with a small mountain body.
Not to mention lightning speed, it can be said to be as fast as the wind.
Bang——
Zhao Hu was knocked away by Jiro Inoue before a round.
But Gu Ziming did not plan to save him again.
The last time he faced the long-tongued monster, it can be said that he was not well prepared, had insufficient experience, or was completely unexpected, etc. A lot of excuses.
But this time was different. Zhao Hu had suffered a loss before. If he didn't make any progress, he should be offline.
In less than two seconds, Zhao Hu actually climbed up directly from a cloud of dust, and his condition was even better than at the beginning.
Just when he was hit hard by Inoue Jiro, Zhao Hu also started his own "trick".
Yes, Zhao Hu also figured out a trick of his own after being taught a lesson by the long-tongued monster last time.
And the inspiration for this trick also came from the long-tongued monster.
In his spare time, he thought about storing part of his supernatural energy in his muscles.
He kept thinking and thinking, and he actually succeeded.
But he used muscles to store supernatural energy, and it was full all of a sudden. This storage capacity was useless.
So he started to experiment again, and finally found that he could increase their supernatural energy storage capacity by constantly beating his muscles.
So, this started the duel performance every night.
Zhao Hu didn't use any tricks, just resisted the enemy's attack and occasionally hit twice.
Because of his "brainless" fighting style, some newcomers even gave him a nickname, calling him "Big Fool".
Of course, he didn't care about what these people called him in order to practice his own unique skills.
For him, strength is the first priority, and everything else is just other things.
He has already experienced the hopeless situation of being helpless once, and he doesn't want to try it a second time.
"Ah!"
Zhao Hu roared to the sky, releasing all his stored energy, and his rock-hard muscles grew stronger again.
In terms of body size, Zhao Hu and Inoue Jiro are not far apart now.
Bang, bang, bang——
The two of them started fighting each other again.
And this time, they really did it to the point of hitting each other with every punch.
Gu Ziming was also a little excited, and shook his suit slightly, feeling the power in his body like a volcano ready to erupt.
Gradually, Inoue Jiro's strength began to decrease first.
He felt a burning sensation in his lungs at this time, as if someone had thrown a piece of rag soaked in gasoline and burned it in his lungs.
At the same time, his head had just been hit several times, and he could no longer feel the touch!
Zhao Hu was fighting more and more vigorously, but his stored energy had long been consumed.
At this time, he was purely burning his potential or squeezing his limits to fight for his life.
Bang——
As Zhao Hu gathered all his strength and punched Inoue Jiro on the chin, Inoue Jiro also kicked Zhao Hu hard, and both of them flew back five or six meters.
Then the two fell to the ground at the same time.
One second, two seconds...
Half a minute passed, and neither of them stood up again.
This time, no one suspected that the contestants on the stage were cheating, but they were still staring at the two fallen bodies, as if guessing who would live and who would die.
"Okay, the game is over."
Gu Ziming stood up, clapped his hands, motioned everyone to look over, and continued:
"See, in front of real strength, strategies are not worth mentioning.
The final victory or defeat still depends on your strength!
So, in order to prevent our base from being too weak, such competitions will be held once a month in the future!"
After speaking, Gu Ziming ignored the noise of the crowd below and walked directly outside.
He walked up to the young man and the fat man who had spoken, and seeing that they looked a little scared, he smiled and said:
"Go and take Inoue Jiro's body with you, and follow me back to the manor."
"Okay, okay!"
"Okay, Mr. Gu!"
After the two men bowed and responded, they hurried to the center of the square.
Gu Ziming looked at the two people running fast and couldn't help but sigh:
"Good material!"