"Bang!" A strong wind blew over the face, and everyone watching the game on the sidelines couldn't help but take two steps back.

As soon as the battle started, two burly men, big and big, collided violently, almost fisting and not giving in to each other. Hans Gexiu was over 1.9 meters tall and slender, and he was of the kind of bodybuilding body with a not-sturdy body shape but very coordinated proportions.

The clown Grant is a burly man who is almost seven feet tall. Among the five murderers, he is the strongest, and his back and waist are like him. It is precisely because of Grant's ugly face and huge body that he was particularly discriminated against and afraid of others before.

The two have different fighting styles. Captain Hans is a typical German soldier. He uses military fighting techniques and his moves are concise and practical. This fighting technique allows you to see the shadow of Western boxing and Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu sleeping skills, and there are some Muay Thai kicking skills. Although it is not fancy, its fighting style is fierce, and almost treats Grant as a sandbag.

The clown's performance seemed a little clumsy, protecting his head with both arms. Although the protection was very tight, he was passively beaten most of the time. Only when Hans' attack interval would he occasionally punch and fight back.

However, this distinctive offensive and defensive form made Captain Hans' colleagues frown and worried for the first time. The reason is that Grant's fist was too heavy.

Every time the clown punches, it seems very casual, but it will bring a strong explosion of air, just like the pile driver's fist wind resounding throughout the audience. Each blow will make the spectator feel scared, as if he saw a shell that was blowing towards him.

"This guy's naked power attribute should have exceeded 100! Could it be that a single naked attribute will bring about qualitative changes?" Qin Lun's eyelids twitched slightly, and a thought emerged in his mind for no reason.

The interval between the five major murderers is almost the same. Including the bloodline and profession improvements, Qin Lun believes that his five-circle attributes should be ranked among the top among the five.

However, Grant is different from others. His murderous relics - the human skin mask, can transform physical attributes in a short period of time. Therefore, the clown can focus on improving one or two physical attributes, such as strength and physique, while ignoring other attributes. This can not only have extreme advantages in some aspects, but also take into account other attributes when necessary, which is also his biggest advantage.

After several rounds of temptation, Captain Hans finally felt a little impatient, and a gleam in his eyes flashed. Seeing Grant punching again, he closed his arms in front of him and actually took the initiative to come up.

"Bang!" Captain Hans, who protected his head and face, was as if he was hit by a speeding truck on the front, and was directly knocked away by Grant's heavy punch. With a bang, a pile of wooden boxes used as cover were smashed. Suddenly, wood chips in the center of the field flew everywhere and dust rolled.

"Haha, the captain has met an opponent this time!" Several of his colleagues were not surprised to see Captain Hans being knocked away. Everyone could see clearly that the captain had just stepped back and removed his strength, but was not seriously injured. He was consciously testing Grant's fist power with his body.

A dangerous aura rose from the dust fog scattered all over the ground, and the spectators around him began to concentrate and hold their breath. The two of them had already ended their mutual tests, and the next thing was the real contest.

"This kind of aura..." Qin Lun frowned slightly, and a silver-white dial appeared in his right pupil, staring at the center of the dust fog.

In the perceived vision of the Eye of the Clock, a human-shaped light ball slowly stood up from the dust fog, and a strong aura rose from his body in a visible form of a naked eye. This aura surrounded the light man and gradually formed a huge wolf-shaped light and shadow.

The giant wolf's hair and beard opened with bloody mouths and suddenly jumped out of the smoke. A white light flashed in the center of the field. The giant wolf instantly crossed dozens of meters away, appeared in front of Grant like lightning, and bit him hard.

"Not bad!" Qin Lun's eyes lit up. With his elf's eyesight, he could only see a blurry light and shadow. If it weren't for his strong perception, he would probably not be able to keep up with the speed of the giant wolf.

"Good come!" Grant's eyes showed a hint of excitement, and his thick arms and muscles were bulging high, and he stuck the giant wolf's upper and lower jaws.

A trace of humanized anger flashed in the white wolf shadow's eyes, and he rushed towards Grant, and a dust dragon rolled up in the direction of the clown's retreat.

"Boom!" The smoke dragon castrates quickly, and in less than two seconds it hits the wall of the site directly. A huge pit with a diameter of three meters appeared on the wall, and there are even tiny cracks like spider webs around it.

Everyone who watched the game, except Qin Lun, was stunned. They were no better than Qin Lun, but they knew that the walls of this training ground were specially made reinforced concrete, and the cement used was a special product. After being mixed with sand and gravel, it was stronger than ordinary cement and had a hardness comparable to diamond.

The smoke-like light wolf turned over and jumped, and Captain Hans' figure reappeared when he landed. Although he succeeded in one blow, the captain's face did not look happy, but instead seemed more and more indifferent and solemn.

Grant, who was embedded in the wall pit in an adult chevron, slowly raised his head and had a gray-white mask on his face. The mask was delicate in texture and had dense stitches on it, as if it was sewn from many tiny pieces of leather.

Grant's eyes hidden behind the mask were covered in blood and filled with a violent aura. He reached out to hold the wall, and with a slight struggle, he jumped out of the pit.

"Paipa!" The clown in the mask clapped his palms gracefully, and a sarcastic smile appeared on the human skin mask, and nodded slightly to Captain Hans, expressing his appreciation.

"Hmph!" The captain snorted coldly, and he felt a hint of insult in the clown's movements. The opponent was obviously despising him. The white smoke rose from Hans more violently and turned into an angry giant wolf roaring to the sky.

"Hans will be angry in the battle, it's rare!" Major Montana shrugged and turned his head to look at Qin Lun, "Do you want them to stop?"

The major's inquiry was kind. He knew Captain Hans's strength very well, but he didn't know Grant very well. Naturally, he had to ask Qin Lun, who was a friend of the interrogator.

"No, the show has just begun!" Qin Lun curled his lips slightly and said with a chuckling, "Major, please don't worry about Captain Klug, his superhuman bloodline is very resistant to beatings, wait and see!"

"Bang!" A huge sound came from the giant wolf's feet. As the gravel splashed, the white giant wolf transformed from its breath still maintained its roaring posture without any change. It was not until the sound of fists and feet fighting came from the other end of the field that the huge wolf shadow quietly dissipated, and it turned out to be the afterimage of the breath as Hans moved rapidly.

"The perfect combination of strength and speed, his combat talent is amazing, but... what a strong smell of blood!" Qin Lun frowned slightly, and couldn't help asking Major Montana, "What kind of superhuman blood is Captain Hans?"

"Haha, Major Gerthard, did you see it?" Major Montana smiled and shook his head, "Don't worry, this is not a place to speak. I'll explain it to you in detail when you look back."

"Okay!" Qin Lun spread his hands unanimously and turned his head to watch the battle between the two.

After Hans transformed into a white giant wolf, his power increased again, and his movement speed was even more amazing. He could only see a white flash flying up and down around Grant. Only a moment before the fight could he see the blurred wolf shadow.

After the clown put on a human skin mask, his combat performance decreased a lot. His burly and strong body was extremely hard to avoid with the giant wolf. Despite this, his arms and shoulders, which were protecting his head and face, began to experience abnormal swelling, and sometimes a wound exploded, and blood rays splattered everywhere.

However, whether it was Qin Lun or the other people watching the game at the venue, they inexplicably felt a chill, as if it was the silence before the volcano erupted.

The white giant wolf seemed to have realized this, and the speed of the attack became more and more rapid, and in the end it almost flashed into a continuous afterimage. After a bottom-to-top challenge, the clown was kicked and floated away, and could no longer rely on the field to avoid it, and was hit in the air like a ball.

"It's almost done!" A lightning suddenly lit up in Qin Lun's eyes, and a third pointer slowly appeared on the silver-white dial in his right eye pupil, staring at the tall figure who had been passively beaten in the center of the venue.

At the same time, when the wolf shadow hit another attack, the clown who had been protecting his head and face suddenly put down his arms and grinned wide. A strange and ugly grin appeared on the human skin mask.

He twisted his head and feet as if he had no bones in the air, stretched out a palm, and appropriately blocked the giant wolf that was hitting him, and he stood upright on the head of the giant wolf.

The giant wolf's figure stuttered slightly, and a hint of surprise appeared in the wolf's eyes, but Captain Hans' reaction was quick, and he immediately raised his head and opened his mouth wide, biting the figure above.

However, the clown's body suddenly became a little dazed like a broken screen, and suddenly lost its trace. At this moment, everyone who looked up and watched the game had a beat of their heartbeat, and they felt confused for a moment.

Among everyone, only Qin Lun had a bloodshot in his eyes, and he suddenly looked down at the giant wolf. The clown had landed at some point and was looking up at the huge wolf shadow above, and a strange curve appeared on the corner of the human skin mask's mouth.

"So fast! Is the agility over a hundred? No, it's not the same as Kelly's speed in high-speed operation!" Qin Lun was shocked. According to his calculations, Kelly's agility plus equipment addition almost broke 150 points, which was faster than the speed of a bullet.

"His mask should have been greatly improved, and the restrictions are lowered!" Thinking of the World of World War II, Grant was able to use it after he broke his arm, but his current "Clown Gift" skill was just beaten, which was a total change.

The clown on the ground slowly clenched his fists and closed them between his ribs. He took a deep breath. A solid golden light appeared on the surface of his fist. He kicked his feet and rushed towards the giant wolf in the air.

At this time, the giant wolf and other spectators finally discovered the clown who counterattacked from the ground. The fur formed by the giant wolf's aura stood upright like a steel needle. With a roar, it opened its bloody mouth and rushed down without any hesitation...
Chapter completed!