It's over so quickly?
Everyone was surprised.
The previous fight was a back-and-forth fight, but in the end the fat guy was defeated. How come the situation is reversed so quickly now?
The fat guy defeated the burly man in a split second?
Gu Ziming knew that Zhao Hu was just underestimating his opponent and was not prepared, so Inoue Jiro seized the opportunity, and he is still alive now.
The most resistant to attack, besides the special defensive ability, is the strengthening system.
Strengthening the body means strengthening the ability to resist attacks.
"Ahem——"
Sure enough, Zhao Hu in the pit coughed twice, and then heard the sound of some stones turning over.
The smile on Inoue Jiro's face froze instantly, and then he became ruthless and stepped into the pit.
He would not wait for Zhao Hu to get up again, and take his life while he was sick, and put nearly 300 kilograms of weight directly on that foot!
This is not a competition that needs to wait for the referee to judge the score, nor is it an exhibition match that needs to be exciting.
This was a life-and-death duel, and Jiro Inoue was aiming to kill his opponent as quickly as possible from the beginning.
Just as he stepped down with a heavy foot, with a bang, it seemed as if countless stones were crushed into pieces.
No fleshy feeling?
Just as Jiro Inoue was puzzled, Zhao Hu had already climbed out of the pit sideways and hugged the big foot that fell from the sky tightly.
Then he lifted Jiro Inoue up with all his strength.
Before Jiro Inoue could react, Zhao Hu threw him directly into the air like a sledgehammer and threw him outside the circle he had drawn before.
Gu Ziming took a look at Zhao Hu's injuries, and his back was a bloody mess of flesh and blood, but he didn't care much.
If Zhao Hu was really killed by Jiro Inoue, it was the same thing, he would be dead, but Jiro Inoue could only find the next opportunity to kill him quietly.
Seeing Zhao Hu "come back to life" and throw Inoue Jiro out, everyone felt that the game was getting more and more exciting.
Similarly, Zhao Hu did not give Inoue Jiro a chance to get up again. He took a run-up jump and turned his knee into a dagger, stabbing straight into Inoue Jiro's chest.
Bang——
This knee hit Inoue Jiro's chest, and it also directly smashed a hole in the ground behind him through his fat body.
Inoue Jiro's throat felt sweet, and a stream of black blood spit out of his mouth.
Although his fat had reduced a lot of impact, some of it still penetrated the fat and hurt the internal organs.
Zhao Hu had not given up at this time. While holding Inoue Jiro with his knee, he also punched him in the face.
The scene of punching and hitting the flesh made the people watching the duel a little excited, and Gu Ziming was no exception.
At this time, Gu Ziming noticed that Jiro Inoue, who was being beaten on the ground, quietly raised one hand from behind and went straight to the back of Zhao Hu's neck.
Interestingly, Jiro Inoue is also a smart player!
Gu Ziming always thought that Jiro Inoue, who was like a small mountain, would only break it with force, but this is clearly a perfect display of tactics.
First, he was caught by Zhao Hu and flung away, then he resisted Zhao Hu's knee, and then let Zhao Hu ride on him and let him be beaten, just to get this fatal blow.
He said, how could a sumo wrestler have no skills at all and let Zhao Hu beat him for so long?
Jiro Inoue was also angry at this time, but he was still very calm.
The moment Zhao Hu hugged his feet, he thought of a tactic that could put the enemy to death.
Fighting against Zhao Hu one move at a time, it was impossible for him to kill Zhao Hu without exposing his strength and trump card.
Although he was confident that he could win, Zhao Hu's enhanced body was not to be trifled with. Winning and killing were two different things.
Only by taking advantage of his own ability to withstand blows and seeking the opportunity to kill with one blow could he end this meaningless battle in the best way.
In the end, he really found it himself!
Inoue Jiro's face had been beaten to a bloody mess, but he was very excited.
His right hand had already approached the back of Zhao Hu's neck. As long as he used some strangulation skills, it would not be a problem to break Zhao Hu's neck.
Inoue Jiro's full body power burst out instantly,
Grab!
He grabbed Zhao Hu's neck, then turned over, his fat left leg pressed on Zhao Hu, and at the same time his left hand came to support him, using the power of his whole body to rotate a circle.
Crack——
A sound of broken bones rang out!
It turned out that when Zhao Hu felt that his neck was grabbed, he quickly retracted his arm to protect his neck.
Inoue Jiro grabbed Zhao Hu's neck and arm together and twisted them, and his arm was twisted off.
Seeing that Zhao Hu was not dead, Inoue Jiro increased the force of the twist, and his two hands were tightly wrapped around Zhao Hu's neck.
Zhao Hu was squeezed so hard that he could not breathe, and the severe pain of the broken hand bone made him even more uncomfortable.
Gu Ziming saw this scene and shook his head secretly:
I gave you a chance, but you are useless!
But I don't know who is useless.
Time passed by, and Zhao Hu's forehead and temples were covered with vine-like veins. His face turned from red to purple, and the amplitude of his struggle was not as great as before.
At first, he used his hands and feet to beat Inoue Jiro desperately, but now, his feet were obviously twitching slightly, and the strength of his hands was more like slapping.
After a while, Zhao Hu was completely motionless.
A smile appeared on the corner of Inoue Jiro's mouth, and this time the smile was as bright as before.
He won!
He won with Sun Tzu's Art of War!
After so many years in Xia Country, he often read some books of Xia Country, among which Sun Tzu's Art of War was his favorite.
This time, he used the method of showing weakness to deceive Zhao Hu's careless attack, and then found the weakness and hit him with a fatal blow!
Although he was beaten a lot in the process, and the final killing move was not particularly perfect, but the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit, he won, so everything doesn't matter.
Thinking of this, he released the hand that was holding Zhao Hu motionless and stood up slowly.
Inoue Jiro's greasy face was full of the joy of victory.
He stood for a while, and the people below were also in a commotion.
Some congratulated, some laughed, and some continued to watch the show calmly, and even a few people glared at him.
He didn't care about these.
The scene at this moment reminded him of the days when he was a big shot in the sumo world.
The audience below was cheering just like he was at this moment.
But at this moment, he vaguely felt that something was wrong.
After thinking carefully, he finally remembered that the referee's victory whistle was missing.
Inoue Jiro cast his eyes on Gu Ziming, expecting Gu Ziming to give him the honor of victory that belonged to him.
Gu Ziming smiled and said nothing when he saw Inoue Jiro casting his eyes over him.
Inoue Jiro was a little confused by Gu Ziming's actions.
Didn't he win?
Why hasn't the result been announced yet?
Black whistle?
Or...?
Inoue Jiro suddenly thought of a possibility, his face changed, and he turned around and ran towards Zhao Hu.