Chapter 445: Pythia 14 Wastes

"You..." Geerner sat on the ground with cold sweat on his forehead and looked at Su ye angrily.

Only then did he understand that Su ye realized that he was fast and skilled, so he used a more direct method to resolve the battle.

Gerner's eyes dimmed, he said nothing, lowered his head, covered his right arm with his left hand, jumped off the ring, and received treatment with the help of the priest.

"brutal!"

"brutal!"

"brutal!"

If the audience had some sympathy for the opponent at the beginning, but under the stimulation of continuous blood and fighting, their ferocity was completely aroused.

Inspired the bravery and ruthlessness in the blood of the Greeks.

"Next!"

"Next!"

Suddenly, millions of people shouted slogans together.

Contestant No. 3 trembled and walked slowly towards the ring.

Just a few steps away, let him walk out of the feeling of running a 5000-meter cross-country heavy load.

"I am Pavarot of Corinth, a boxer who can lose, but not without a fight!" Pavarot gently raised his arms.

"Because there is no defeat without a fight, fight!" Su ye said loudly, also raising his arms to cover his face.

"fighting!"

"fighting!"

Many spectators stood up and shouted together.

Enthusiasm burns, passion explodes.

The whistle rang through the sky.

The two struck out immediately.

Pavarot's right fist just feinted, and he used his left arm to block Su ye's right fist, preparing to attack with his right fist again.

However, Su ye's right fist hit his left arm, and with the sound of a tsunami, like a giant colliding, his right fist hit his left arm and hit his face.

Click, there was a slight cracking sound of bones from the left arm.

For the second punch, Pavarot blocked it with his right arm, when Su ye slammed his right arm on his chest again.

Click...

From Pavarot's right arm came the slight sound of bones breaking.

With the third punch, Pavarot lowered his head slightly and crossed his arms in front of his forehead.

boom!

Su ye's fist landed precisely on the crossed arms. Amidst the sound of bones breaking, Pavarot's eyes went dark, his head fell back, his body flew upside down, and hit the guardrail.

Su ye still wanted to pursue, but suddenly stopped.

I saw Pavarot slipping to the ground, staring blankly at the front, like a patient with dementia.

His arms snapped and blood gushed out.

The chest collapsed slightly.

"In the first round, Su Ye wins!" The referee ran over after finishing speaking.

"Pavarot, can you see it?" The referee stretched out his right palm and shook it in front of Pavarot.

Pavarot didn't respond.

"This game, Su Ye wins!" The referee announced loudly.

The audience again gasped and cheered.

The rest of the boxers looked blank, and some even trembled.

The boxers in the other rings stared blankly.

That kind of strength, that kind of speed, at least the level of the bronze warrior using the bronze divine power?

Okano stared at Su ye, but only smiled.

Holt blinked, scratching his head suspiciously.

When did Su ye become so powerful?

Most of the favorite candidates to compete for the championship have serious expressions on their faces.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Su ye started the next game one after another.

The fastest two punches to solve the battle.

No more than three punches!

In the end, he won the game with a record of seven victories.

Amidst the warm cheers from the audience, the eight groups continued the group arena.

The audience lacked interest and talked a lot.

"This Suye is really good. Not surprisingly, boxing can be ranked among the top three."

"Top three? That's an insult to him. I believe he can win the championship."

"However, those who lose to him will be miserable."

"It's nothing to lose to other fighters, but losing to a magician will ruin your reputation."

"The ones who are in the third ring with him now are known as the second wave of seven wastes in Pythia, or the seven wastes in the boxing match."

"That is to say, there are fourteen wastes in Pythia now?"

"They are so miserable. In this kind of all-Greek competition, which one is not the leader of each city-state? Which one is not respected by all parties? It turned out that Su Ye became like this..."

"No, I think the worst is yet to come. If Suye also wins consecutive battles in the future, will there be more trash?"

"Gods above, I really sympathize with Su Ye's defeated opponents, but... I'm also curious about how much waste Su Ye can make."

Slowly, the witticisms and jokes of the audience continued to spread. The seven wastes of Pythia racing and the seven wastes of boxing have been confirmed, and everyone is waiting for the next round of wrestling seven wastes.

It took three full hours before the top 16 were selected.

It was Geerner who qualified with Su ye.

His wounds were healed by the priests.

However, his face seemed to be frozen in time, staying at the moment when he was defeated.

He kept a dark face and never smiled again.

The sixteen people were divided into four groups, the first in each group was promoted to the top four, and the rest competed for the top eight places.

The unlucky Geerner and Su ye were assigned to a team again.

In the end, Su Ye successfully advanced to the semi-finals.

The other three are Okano, Eugene and Huot.

Okeno won cleanly throughout, and his opponent even had a member of the family of demigods.

Both Eugene and Huott fell into a hard fight. The two opponents were either well-known geniuses in the city-state or descendants of heroic families. In the end, they won a miserable victory at the cost of serious injuries. They could only fight again after receiving treatment from the priest.

Then, the four people drew lots on the main stage to decide their opponents in the semi-finals.

In the end, Suye played against Eugene, and Okano played against Holt.

Looking at his lottery, Okano suddenly looked at Su ye with a meaningful smile.

"Holt is your friend?"

Feeling the full provocation in his tone, Su ye frowned and looked at Okano quietly.

"You'd better make him surrender," Okano said as he walked off the ring.

Eugene said suddenly: "I'm not a friend of Okano!"

Since they were very close to Su ye and the host, the conversation spread throughout the audience through the magic beard.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and saw Eugene laughing. It was obvious that Okano wanted to attack Su Ye by attacking Huot, but Eugene hurriedly expressed his opinion because he was afraid of being retaliated by Su Ye.

Su ye ignored Okano and Eugene and went to pat Hult on the shoulder.

"In a normal game, if you really can't beat it, just admit defeat. Don't be afraid, if he goes too far, I will pay back ten times." Su Ye's voice spread throughout the audience.

"Okay!" Holt smiled honestly.

The booing sounded one after another and became one piece.

Fearing that the world would not be chaotic, those spectators shouted with various voices, wanting Su ye and Okano to fight.

In the first match, Su ye played against Eugene.

Youjin's strength surpassed all previous opponents, but the arena was so small, Su ye completely used the style of playing that hurts both sides.

In the first round, Su ye failed to defeat Youjin, but Eugene was covered in bruises. In the end, when the points were counted, Su ye won.

The audience was amazed that Su ye was not injured at all.

In the second round, Eugene finally couldn't bear Su ye's stormy attack, and his attack couldn't break Su ye's rock armor at all, and was finally knocked out of the ring by Su ye.

"Convinced!" Eugene lay on the ground vomiting blood, with a helpless expression on his face.

Su ye jumped off the group arena and waited quietly.

Soon, Holt and Okano played.

However, what everyone didn't expect was that just after the fight, Okano's whole body swelled twice, his skin suddenly turned red, and black lines appeared on the surface.

"Crazy Blood..."

O'Kenno's eyes instantly turned white, like a little red-skinned giant, madly attacking Holt.

Huot is taller than Okano, his muscles are perfect, and his pure physical strength is not inferior to Okano.

However, Huot's fighter and combat talent are very average.

Okano's fists struck out like a storm, as if he had more than a dozen arms at the same time, turning into dense afterimages and falling on Holt.

Holt was forced to block with both arms before he could even strike.

Okano's fists were so powerful they were like two hammers.

Every time a punch landed on Holt's arm, there would inevitably be a strange shock, and a pale white shock wave would tear apart Holt's skin and flesh, smash it into pieces and send it flying.

At the same time, every time Okano punched, his body made a sound like a tsunami.

The boxers were dumbfounded.

"The sound is like a tsunami. He is also a double-twenty talent. It turns out that he has been hiding his strength before."

"He actually possessed the extremely rare talent of 'destructive shock'. Fortunately, he didn't use his divine power. If he used his divine power, with a single punch, the body of a fighter of the same rank might explode directly."

"Is this the demigod family? It's really powerful."

"It seems that the former boxer from the demigod family knew about Okano's talent, so he voluntarily surrendered after fighting for a while."

"I said why there are so few fighters from the demigod family who signed up to fight this year. It turned out that it was because they were afraid of Okano."

In just a few seconds, all the flesh and blood on Holt's arm was smashed to pieces, revealing cracked bones.

However, Holt also seems to have the talent of steel and iron bones, and the arm bone has never been broken.

But, without muscle, he also lost strength.

Okano punched through Holt's shield and hit Holt in the face.

The strange concussion force in the punch exploded Holt's nose, and spread along the face in all directions. Moments later, most of the flesh and blood on Holt's face was blown away by the punch.

There are so many bones.

Such a strong Holt has no power to fight back.

"Okeno wins!" The referee hastily pronounced the verdict.

Holt's huge body fell heavily to the ground.

Su ye jumped onto the ring, and Huo Te passed out.

"Priest!" Su ye yelled.

The priests of the Temple of Apollo appeared in a hurry and carried Holt away for treatment.

The magic effect of the golden priest was extremely poor, and the host who was the priest of the sanctuary went off in person, and it was only then that Holt was restored to his original state.

Looking at the drowsy Hult, Su ye thanked the host.

The host just patted Su ye on the shoulder and said nothing.

Su ye raised his head and looked at Okano.

The corners of Okano Zip's mouth were raised high, revealing gleaming white teeth.

Eugene, who had been cured, came over and said in a low voice: "Never underestimate the demigod family."

Su ye nodded.

It seemed that I really underestimated Okeno, or that Okeno had a lot of fighting talents, but not many running talents.

And, Okano is great at acting!

Su ye stared at Okano seriously.

A typical Greek, taller than himself, with olive oil applied to his bronzed skin, giving him a lustrous glow. He has light black curly hair, a high nose bridge, and deep-set eyes.

Obviously less than twenty years old, but he looks close to thirty, extremely old.

His skin was extraordinarily rough, as if it had been polished by sandpaper, but at the same time it was glowing with a strange crystal.

like cloudy jade

"As expected, he is the cousin of Hercules, a descendant of Perseus, one of the ten heroes of ancient Greece, and a descendant of the blood of the god king."