But just when Dick's fist was about to touch Boar, Boar suddenly raised his right elbow, and the tip of his elbow was accurately blocked in front of him.
Dick secretly screamed badly, and then he realized that Boar was deliberately tempting him to take action.
Unexpectedly, the stupid-looking muscular stick can actually know the art of war!
In an emergency, he forcibly restrained his strength, because he knew that the hardness of the fist was far different from that of the elbow. If the punch really hit the tip of the opponent's elbow, his hand would definitely be injured.
And at the moment when Dick withdrew his fist, Boar seized the opportunity and launched a series of fierce attacks without hesitation.
His fists and kicks struck at Dick like a gust of wind. His right elbow struck Dick's head and upper body quickly and continuously. He raised his left leg high, using his knee as the point of force, and slammed into Dick's abdomen;
The right leg constantly changes its position, kicking or kicking, in conjunction with the attack of the upper body. The coordination between the hands, feet, elbows and knees is seamless, and the rhythm of the attack is as smooth and natural as flowing water, giving Dick no chance to breathe.
In desperation, Dick could only quickly cross his arms to tightly protect his head and upper body. With his own fighting skills, he constantly used his arms to block Boar's attacks;
Occasionally, he would find the right opportunity to throw a few punches from the gap in his arm, trying to disrupt Boar's attack rhythm, but Boar cleverly avoided it or used his body to catch it.
After a few rounds, Dick was a little overwhelmed.
Suddenly, Boar turned sideways, raised his left elbow high, and hit Dick's left chin with all his strength.
Dick only felt a "buzzing" sound in his head, stars suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, his vision became blurred, and the whole world seemed to be turning upside down.
At this time, Boar didn't seem to want to give up. He pushed forward with both hands, pushing Dick to the ground, and then stretched out a big hand with muscles on the back to hold Dick's shoulders and turn him over;
He planned to use the method he used to deal with Sausage Mouth before, pursue the victory, and completely defeat Dick in one fell swoop.
At this critical moment, Dick endured the severe pain and dizziness in his head and kicked Boar's abdomen with both legs with all his strength. With the help of this reaction force, his body quickly rolled backwards, widening the distance between him and Boar, and then stood up unsteadily.
Dick raised his head and looked at Boar with a helpless smile on his face. Then he raised his hands indifferently and said to Boar, "I lost."
"Ah? Are you giving up now?" The face of Boar in front of him was filled with astonishment and his mouth opened wide.
"Haha, yes, if you admit defeat, then 20 Kelang will be treated as tuition fees." Dick responded with a smile.
Seeing this, the surrounding demon hunters sighed.
Everyone felt a little sad that the fun was gone.
Someone else suggested loudly. "Boar's strength is second only to Tyson. In this case, Dick, why don't you just change your opponent and I won't deduct your money if you lose."
As soon as he said these words, the other demon hunters immediately started cheering, and it was obvious that they were making noise.
After all, School of the Lynx Demon Hunter, who has always only focused on Swordsmanship, actually came to participate in the Fighting training of School of the Grizzly Bear Demon Hunter that they usually looked down upon. This was so new.
Dick listened and nodded without hesitation. "Okay, let me switch to another person and continue playing."
With that said, he walked up to Boar and wanted to raise his hand to pat Boar's shoulder, but when he saw the greasy sweat on Boar's body, he retracted his hand without leaving any trace.
Boar saw this and grinned proudly, his eyebrows trembling like two cheerful earthworms, winking and saying:
"Dick, I admire you very much. Let's have a good competition when we have time."
"... Uh, thank you for your appreciation."
Boar then pointed to a person in the crowd and motioned for him to practice with Dick.
The man responded, naked to the waist, shaking his chest muscles, and walked to the center of the field in a swagger.
The one-eyed demon hunter on the side saw that this gambling-like competition had turned into fun, and stopped shouting. He just shouted feebly, "3, 2, 1, start."
The two fought instantly. This time, Dick clearly felt that the Fighting possessed by the opposite demon hunter was far inferior to Boar.
Logically speaking, the two Fighting are on par, or at most a tie, but Dick has two advantages that the other party does not have at all - [Intermediate Self-Healing] and a super strong demon hunter physique.
Finally, after three or four minutes, Dick panted and beat the man opposite him until he collapsed to the ground.
There was an incredible exclamation all around.
Someone shouted, "Dick, do you want to continue?"
Dick was also bruised and swollen at this time. He quickly waved his hands and said, "I won't continue now, but I will come to participate every day these two days."
"Haha, that's great, we welcome you. Dick, you are on the right track."
"As long as you keep practicing like this, your body will definitely be as strong and toned as ours."
After saying that, they all showed their white teeth, put on an exaggerated smile, and trembled their chest muscles together.
Dick Seeing this, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, he quickly put on his clothes and armor, turned around and left.
He always feels that there is a strong philosophical atmosphere here.
But Dick came to participate in this kind of fighting battle, not on a whim, but after careful consideration.
Since Fighting's level could be raised when fighting ordinary people before, can Fighting's level also be raised by fighting these professional close combat experts?
The answer is yes.
If that's the case, then why waste the hard-earned Energy Points?
Afterwards, Dick came to the demon hunter School of the Coyote on the other side of the field, said hello, and then picked up the tools with everyone and began to repair the slightly damaged city wall.
In this way, the whole morning passed quickly.
After lunch, Dick came to the venue where School of the Grizzly Bear was competing.
Everyone was not surprised when they saw Dick coming.
After a while, it was Dick's turn to fight again. This time, Dick spent a lot of effort to defeat the opposite disciple.
But he did not leave immediately. Instead, he rested for a while and continued to fight. It was not until he finished fighting the fourth person that he was beaten until his face was bruised and bruised, and then he decided to stop.
At this time, the people around School of the Grizzly Bear looked at Dick in a very different way. The previous attitude of having fun had long since disappeared, replaced by increasingly serious looks. They recognized Dick's behavior from the bottom of their hearts.
Someone else shouted loudly when Dick walked out of the crowd:
"Dick, if you want to build strong muscles, I have a lot of equipment that I can lend to you."
Dick naturally would not refuse their kindness, but just declined. "My body is in severe pain right now, let's wait another day."
Afterwards, Dick took advantage of still some time and hurried towards the main castle.
Entering the hall, I found that there were not many people in the main castle, only some demon hunters resting in front of the long table.
Dick had a clear goal and walked directly towards the laboratory nearby. When he arrived at the door, he knocked politely.
"Who is it?" came an old man's casual question from inside the door.
"It's me, Dick."
"Where did the detective come from? What case did he come to our laboratory to investigate? Did Ali spy on the widow taking a bath? Was it exposed?"
"Or is the 'little bird' in someone's body lost its way and flying to me?" The voice was extremely narrow, and there was a faint chuckle that could not be suppressed.
"... My name is Dick, the School of the Lynx demon hunter who comes to ask you questions!" Dick raised his voice helplessly.
Immediately afterwards, the door was opened, revealing the old god and the warlock Aode with a wicked look on his face.
(Tip: The English meaning of dick is: 'bird', guy, detective. I believe everyone understands the first meaning;)