Then, Roy continued to challenge other players, and finally, in the second round, he finally encountered a slightly decent opponent.

This is a strong man in a strong body. He is wearing leather armor and holding an iron hammer in his hand. His eyes are fierce and his body exudes a strong evil spirit.

This guy is very strong, probably more than 1.9 meters tall, and the hammer in his hand weighs 200 pounds! It can be judged by his naked eyes alone that this is definitely not an ordinary weapon, but a heavy and sharp weapon.

This guy's name is Thomas Taylor. His name is because he has a nickname "Death Scythe"! It is rumored that his father is a descendant of an ancient knight. His ancestors killed people like a schizophrenia and were called Death Scythe!

Thomas has been practicing on the battlefield since he was a child, and the hostility he has accumulated over the years has made him braver than his peers.

Faced with such an opponent, Roy felt a heavy sense of oppression even in the game.

"Huh..." Thomas raised his double hammers and yelled at Roy.

Roy squinted his eyes and stared at the other party, while posing a defensive posture, trying not to violate the opponent's agility attributes, because his dodging ability is far from reaching such speed.

Before Thomas' attack approached, Roy suddenly jumped up, rushed behind Thomas with the help of inertia, and swept across.

"Ah~~" Thomas screamed, and he lay on the ground, the hammer in his hand fell to the air, and Roy's left foot hit his spine hard. Thomas immediately groaned and lay softly on the floor.

Roy took the opportunity to step forward and slashed his neck, and Thomas was killed immediately.

The referee next to him didn't have time to react at all. When the referee arrived, Thomas had stopped breathing.

"Roy, have you forgotten the rules of the game? You can't kill me in the game."

The referee frowned and looked at Roy.

Roy spread his hands: "Sorry, I was just too excited just now, and subconsciously used a killer move."

At this time, Thomas's coach jumped out: "Boy, since you are so arrogant, can you fight me?"

Thomas's coach looks about fifty years old, but his body is still tall. His hair is dyed white, his beard is shaved cleanly, he is wearing a tight black short-sleeved shirt, his muscles are bulging, and he looks strong.

Roy nodded and said, "Okay, you can just take it."

Thomas's coach grinned and said, "You killed my son, then I will destroy one of your arms first to show punishment."

Before he finished speaking, he waved his arms and rushed over. He was so fast that he couldn't believe that his pace was so agile.

"This is Thomas' father William, who once killed a tribe alone, and he is a real beast!"

Carlos was afraid that Roy would be careless, so he quickly introduced loudly: "Although William does not have any professional skills, his strength and speed are top-notch. His explosive power is very strong. You must pay attention to dodging!"

William obviously heard Carlos's words, but he ignored them and rushed towards Roy at full speed. His right fist brought a gust of wind to hit Roy's cheek.

Roy gently deflected his head and avoided the attack. At the same time, Roy raised his leg and kicked William in the crotch. He used some tricks to ensure that William was in unbearable pain and could not continue the attack, and he could win again.

But William obviously knew his purpose for a long time. The moment Roy kicked over, his knees bent slightly and then bounced violently. William actually adjusted an angle in mid-air and knocked his waist and abdomen to Roy's crotch.

Roy suffered a loss immediately. His crotch was under the strength of William's waist and abdomen, weighing more than 100 kilograms, and he almost lost his balance and staggered and took a few steps back.

William snorted coldly, his figure quickly bullied, raised his right elbow high, and knocked hard on Roy's chin with a thunderous momentum!

Roy felt as if he was hit by a locomotive. The intense dizziness made him unsteadily stand and sat on the ground. At this time, William had already seized the opportunity, swung his arm, and slammed Roy's chest hard!

This level of power is probably enough to shatter Roy's internal organs.

At this critical moment, Roy suddenly rolled sideways and avoided the attack. William's attack failed, and Roy also turned over and got up.

William's attack came again, with thick bandages wrapped around his wrists, but it did not affect his attack rhythm at all!

Roy hurriedly avoided, and William's wrist trembled like a butterfly flying. The bandages quickly rotated on his wrist and turned into a giant whip, shaking Roy into a sway.

Roy was eager to avoid William's attack, but he could not take the initiative to attack. At this time, William's offensive suddenly slowed down. Roy hurriedly seized the moment of the moment, took a step forward, and then raised his foot toward William's chin.

Roy's attack was extremely threatening, but William took a step back calmly. The kick that Roy stepped on the ground, leaving a deep pit on the ring.

William swung his fist again to Roy's shoulder, and Roy turned sideways and avoided his fist. William stepped closer to Roy, crossing his index finger and middle finger on his left hand, and penetrated hard into Roy's ribs.

"Ao--" Roy covered his ribs, whispered in pain, and leaned his body to the side.

And it was at this moment that William seized the opportunity and stomped Roy's lower abdomen with one kick!

Roy screamed and fell to the ground, which was William's third attack.

The power of this kick was even greater, and Roy's belly seemed to have been kicked and his intestines were tugged together.

He lay on the ground and felt a sense of weakness.

"Ha! Boy, you lost."

At this time, a hideous smile appeared on the corner of William's mouth. He walked up and grabbed Roy's collar and picked him up. His fingers pressed against Roy's wound, making Roy's expression more and more distorted. Finally, Roy's face completely deformed and screamed in pain.

"Little devil, I want to avenge my child."

William stared at Roy fiercely. Roy struggled and tried to get out of William's palm, but William did not move at all. His fingers gradually tightened.

"What are you going to do?" At this moment, Carlos' anxious voice came from Roy's ears.

Roy's eyes lit up and he immediately gave up his resistance. William let him go, and then he heard Carlos say angrily: "How can you do this?"

"Oh, my son, don't blame him, it's my idea. I think he needs a lesson. He is still too young now." William said indifferently: "I know this bastard is your student, but I tell you that your student should obey my orders!"

Carlos gritted his teeth and said, "William, you..."

"Shut up!" William interrupted his words and shouted loudly: "Don't you be allowed to meddle in other people's business! Otherwise, let's wait and see."

After saying that, he dragged Roy and walked out of the field. His pace was steady and determined, completely disregarding Roy's struggle.

But just after taking two steps, Carlos stopped him.

"Sorry, I can't let you take him away. He is my subordinate. You can't kill him unless I fall."

Carlos stood in front of William.

William stared at Carlos and sneered: "Then let me consider the strength of you, the old guy."

The battle between the two broke out instantly!

William's offensive was quick and fierce, his hands were like poisonous snakes coming out of the hole, each move was tricky and weird; Carlos's defense was airtight, and his moves were long, making people unable to understand his reality.

But even William could not break through Carlos's blockade. This surprised William secretly. The old man's strength was indeed extraordinary, and he did not gain any advantage at all. But this was not the reason why William was afraid. What he feared was that he vaguely felt that the old man's strength was even higher than himself.

"What kind of martial arts has this guy practiced? Why is it so powerful?" William cursed in his heart. He had tried his best to use his tricks, but he could never take down Carlos. Instead, Carlos's seemingly casual attack made him feel overwhelmed. If it weren't for his fighting skills far exceeding ordinary people, he would have been defeated long ago.

The battle between the two attracted more people to watch, and many students stopped practicing and ran over to watch the fun.

Neither William nor Carlos could do anything to each other.

Although Roy's wound was so painful that it was split, Roy still gritted his teeth and did not let himself faint. This was the first time he had encountered such an attack on the front, but his willpower made him reluctant to beg for mercy or give up. Moreover, Roy believed that even if William beat him to death, William would not dare to do anything to him.

"Bang!"

William and Carlos' bodies trembled suddenly, and then they each took a step back. William's fist hit the guardrail of the ring, and his nails fell into the wooden guardrail, bleeding. Carlos also pressed his lips with the thumb of his right hand and wiped off a little redness.

"So amazing." William shook his hand and said coldly: "It seems that if you don't show your true skills, are you unwilling to get out of here?"

Carlos looked at William coldly and said, "I advise you to worry about yourself first."

"What do you mean?" William asked with a frown.

"You shouldn't be serious about a child," Carlos said slowly. "Your behavior will make people feel that you have a bad character."

"Ha, I'm a mercenary, I don't need character. If he kills my child, he deserves to die." William said proudly.

"Is your child your son? I remember you told me that your wife is just your father's slave girl."

When William heard this, his eyes flashed with resentment, and he couldn't help but clench his fists.

He looked at Carlos and said with a cold look: "I warn you not to worry about my business."

Carlos shook his head and said calmly: "I must ensure that this child will not be killed by you, at least that he will be alive, otherwise I will cause trouble for you."

William sneered and said, "You are probably not qualified yet, are you?"

"Yes, I don't have this qualification." Carlos shrugged and said, "But my strength has this qualification."

"Since that's the case, we can only meet in life and death." William frowned and said, "Fighting is prohibited between the instructors at the training base. Unless you are willing to sign a statement document, we can engage in a life and death battle."

Carlos smiled, "Document? That's very simple, just let the referee draft a copy."

After signing the life documents.

William snorted coldly and said, "Then are you ready to bear my anger?"

After saying that, he posed in a pose, and a fierce aura was emitting.

William is a desperate man, and his skill is very quick and quick. His fist falls on Carlos like a rainstorm. Carlos' figure floats and wanders between William's fists and feet. Once an occasional counterattack, he will directly hit William's key points, forcing William to avoid the edge.

"Aren't you known as a wall of iron? How can you hide like a turtle shell?" William mocked.

"Turtle shell? That may not be..." Carlos smiled, then suddenly reached out and grabbed William's neck.

"Um..." William was caught off guard and was caught by Carlos.

Carlos raised his leg and kicked William in the abdomen, kicking him to the ground.

"You actually know Chinese Kung Fu..." William got up from the ground with his stomach covered.

Carlos said lightly: "What I know is much more complicated than this."

William gritted his teeth, then took a deep breath, roared, waving his fist toward Carlos, and he shouted, "I don't believe you can really block my speed and strength so fast."

Carlos snorted coldly, faced William's fist, and also waved his left arm and smashed it over, and then his left arm hit William's arm like an iron rod.
To be continued...