Both sides were fighting, each showing their skills. Margaret never thought there was anything wrong with Feiyang's strength in taking things by force, and she certainly didn't think it was wrong for Fatty to hit Sammon! Now, Fatty was clearly unable to handle it anymore, twelve against one, how could he have any room for resistance?! Although the expected ti kept being delayed, in Margaret's view, Fatty admitting defeat was just a matter of ti.
Even if it was a contest of strength, this level should be enough, right! After all, they were allies. The weight of enemies and friends should still be distinguished!
However, she never expected that Jason would dare to ruthlessly make a deadly move on Fatty!
In the center of the field, a Feiyang Soldier already had Fatty's hands locked. From behind, Jason silently strode forward, leaping up with all his might, landing a side kick straight towards Fatty's base of the ear. anwhile, beside Fatty, another warrior attacked from the side, and on the second knuckle of his outstretched fist on the solar plexus, he had a ring of Earth tal Guard Finger.
Both the solar plexus and the base of the ear are vital parts of the body. If these kick and punch landed, Fatty would be severely injured if not killed, and damage to the brain is not comparable to those injuries on the limbs or muscles!
"St..." Margaret's words were only half uttered when they were interrupted by Fatty's roar.
Margaret had never seen soone beco so terrifying when facing the threat of death. In a flash, Fatty's body shrank like a noodle, burrowing into the embrace of the Feiyang Soldier holding him, evading Jason's fatal kick, and then headbutting upwards, hitting the Feiyang Soldier's chin.
With a loud bang and a scream, the Soldier's chin was struck hard, and he imdiately let go!
Everything happened in the blink of an eye. Many Feiyang Soldiers hadn't even realized what had occurred before Fatty went wild.
As soon as he broke free, he imdiately grabbed the soldier that held him and bashed his head against the soldier's face. The soldier's face beca a bloody ss, as if smashed by a copper hamr.
Imdiately, another Feiyang Soldier who had just entered the inner circle to launch an attack was swiftly counter-kicked by Fatty. All the surrounding people heard a chilling crack, and that soldier's leg deford like the reverse joint of a horse or cow's hind leg, and he fell to the ground clutching his leg, rolling and wailing in agony.
Among the screams, Fatty, with reddened eyes, scanned the surroundings. Without a word, he charged at Jason, who had retreated to the outer circle.
He was completely enraged.
Two Feiyang Soldiers simultaneously kicked at Fatty from left and right. Although they didn't understand what had happened, they had seen Jason's kick. From this point on, both sides were fighting to the death. They couldn't let Fatty approach Jason so easily. This Fatty, after all, was just a Leray person, and this training ground was filled with Feiyang people!
However, just as their legs swept out with force, they lost their target.
Fatty ducked, shifted his step, and ghost-like, appeared beside the left-side Feiyang Soldier. With a simple uppercut, he sent this Feiyang Soldier flying upwards. As Fatty sidestepped with a cross move and a T-kick, he sent another Feiyang Soldier flying twenty ters away. The soldier then hit the ground curled up, his face turning a purplish hue from extre pain.
Another Feiyang Soldier rushed forward.
This Feiyang Soldier had strong footwork, excellent balance, and skilled use of waist and abdominal strength. His two legs swung like axes, endless like a windmill, aiming for Fatty's vital points, moving up and down.
Fatty sneered coldly and delivered a side kick in response.
However, this ti, Fatty didn't try to et the Feiyang Soldier's leg head-on. He kept changing his support leg, his two legs in the air like two whips, crackling through the air, his feet moving with the agility of venomous snakes, exploiting the gaps between the Feiyang Soldier's legs.
The dazzling contest of leg techniques left Margaret and the Feiyang Special Soldiers standing by the side srized.
But this scene lasted only a short ti.
In just a few seconds, Fatty kicked the Feiyang Soldier's waist.
With a loud bang, the heavy horizontal kick interrupted the soldier's leg attack with pain. Several dull thuds followed as Fatty's legs, like successive long whips, forced the soldier to continuously retreat. After only three steps back, his arm and left leg were already broken.
Seeing Fatty rcilessly attacking, the few bewildered Feiyang Soldiers were already seeing red.
A hefty Feiyang Special Soldier, with hands the size of palm-leaf fans, grabbed Fatty's arm, twisting it with force while reaching out his fingers to jab at Fatty's eyes.
This was a common tactic in a life-or-death battle on the field; everyone's actions had beco instinctive in such a fight.
However, Fatty, experienced in countless battles, would never let him succeed. His left arm, suddenly explosive like a firecracker, broke the grip of the hefty Special Soldier with just a shake and a drop. Imdiately, he tilted his head, dodging the soldier's eye-aiming fingers. His right hand moved like lightning, capturing the soldier's left hand, twisting it with a continuous series of grappling techniques, all applied to this hefty Special Soldier.
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