Chapter 218 Whose Fist is the King?

"call...!"

A stream of hot air came out of Elizabelo II's mouth.

"Hahaha, the charging is finally complete!"

The Fist of Kings is divided into mild and severe. The mild one is also very powerful and does not need to be charged for too long. But to be safe, Elizabello II directly charges it to the maximum!

"Not good! Everyone, eliminate him quickly! Don't let him deliver that punch!"

Obviously someone in the field had seen the power of this punch.

Legend has it that Elizabero II was born a destructive machine. His naturally tough body allowed him to punch with terrifying power. He once destroyed a city fortress with just one punch!

When everyone reacted, they gave up their attack on Bartolomeo and turned to rush towards Elizabello II.

Even in the audience stands, many people evacuated in panic.

Facing the siege of so many people, Elizabelo II did not panic at all. His flushed skin was emitting a faint steam, and he looked coldly at the crowd in front of him.

Feeling the power filling my body, the corners of my mouth couldn't help but rise.

Make a fist-throwing motion.

His arms swelled up one by one, blue veins popped out on the surface of his skin, his body rotated slightly, and his fists under the gloves clenched suddenly.

The audience, the host, and even the participating contestants all had their hearts in their throats.

"The Fist of the King!!!"

The space vibrated slightly.

The fist blasted out without hesitation, mixed with black and red lightning, and an extremely terrifying impact destroyed the entire arena like a whirlwind, and the huge gully created extended all the way to the outside of the arena!

Countless people opened their eyes wide, and the people on the field were cleared out in an instant. The terrifying power caused a shock, smoke and dust rose up, and the situation in the field could not be seen clearly!

After the punch, the host stood up instantly, holding the microphone in one hand, the veins on his neck bulged, and his expression was exaggerated to the extreme.

"This, what a terrifying power this is!!"

"No one can survive this punch!!"

The members of Group B were scattered all around, on the walls, in the water, all in a coma.

Although the smoke in the venue had not yet dissipated, the host's emotions seemed to have reached a climax.

"I declare! Group B Elizabello II..."

"Huh?!! There's still someone standing on the field!!"

Before the host finished speaking, he noticed that there was still a survivor on the field!

He almost dropped the microphone. "It's Bartolomeo?! He's still on the stage!"

Bartolomeo crossed his hands in front of his chest, and a translucent barrier was firmly blocking in front of him.

The King's Fist couldn't shake him at all.

Bartolomeo's expression was very interesting at this moment. Seeing everyone's surprised eyes, he felt very happy in his heart.

"Hahahaha, I'm fine! I'm so sorry."

Bartolomeo let out a filthy laugh, looking extremely proud, and with that green cockscomb haircut, his hatred value was simply maxed out.

He just pushed with both hands, and the barrier in front of him rushed towards Elizabello II.

Elizabello II, who had swung the king's fist, was already out of breath. Facing Bartolomeo's barrier, he had no power to resist and was pushed off the stage.

"Hahahaha, I win!"

Bartolomeo laughed wildly, he didn't expect to win so easily.

"Ahem, well, I haven't finished yet."

At this time, Kavi, who was sitting on the edge, spoke slowly. Although Elizabello II's King's Fist was very powerful, it was relatively ordinary compared to Kavi.

At this time, only the area under Kavi's buttocks was intact.

"Huh?! There's actually another person on the stage! Let me check his profile, his name is Shura! Shura is still on the field! The game isn't over yet!!"

Just now, everyone's attention was attracted by Bartolomeo and Elizabello II, and they didn't notice that there was a person wearing a devil mask sitting at the edge.

Suddenly, the audience stands and contestant stands were in an uproar.

Audience 1: "Shura, what a domineering name! Shura, defeat Bartolomeo, I believe in you!"

Audience 2: "Yes! Shura, if you can defeat Bartolomeo, I will marry my daughter to you!"

Audience 3: "Ahem, you're not talking about your two-meter-tall, five-hundred-pound daughter, are you?"

Audience member 2 picked his nose and said, "Is it impossible? My daughter is as beautiful as a fairy. Whoever marries her will be happy!"

Hearing this, Kavi's mouth twitched slightly, and he quickly shook his head to block out these dirty words!

When Bartolomeo saw that there was still someone standing in the field, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. There was another master?

But he has a barrier and is not afraid of anyone!

"You're wearing such an ugly mask. Are you afraid to see people because you're too ugly?"

Bartolomeo first wrapped his entire body in the barrier, then taunted.

Although Bartolomeo is arrogant, he is not stupid. He was able to remain unscathed by this punch. It is obvious that he is not an ordinary person.

To be on the safe side, he wrapped himself completely, as he didn't believe anyone could break his barrier.

"Hahaha, kid, you are so arrogant, have you never experienced the beatings of society?"

Kavi slowly stood up, dusted off his butt, and said casually.

Looking at this fully armed cockscomb guy, I inexplicably want to laugh.

You say Bartolomeo is arrogant, but at this moment he is very cautious.

Kavi took a step forward and approached him step by step.

Should we test the limits of this barrier?

Kavi was thinking in his heart. He was very curious about the limit of this barrier fruit, but he was also afraid that this thing's endurance was too strong. If he accidentally used too much force, it would be bad if Dressrosa was destroyed...

Forget it, just eliminate him!

Bartolomeo clenched his hands tightly, fearing that some corner of him was not covered by the barrier.

Looking at Kavi approaching, he felt an inexplicable fear in his heart. The evil ghost mask looked lifelike, as if it had just walked out of hell.

A drop of cold sweat dripped down his face from his forehead.

"Gulu!"

What's there to be afraid of? His barrier is invincible!

In a blink of an eye, Kavi came to Bartolomeo, and the calm eyes under the mask stared at him, causing great psychological pressure on Bartolomeo.

"Cockscomb, I'm sorry for stealing your Group B championship."

Kavi apologized politely first, then punched the barrier in front of everyone's surprised eyes.

quiet...

Kavi's fist landed on the barrier as if it had no power at all, and the scene suddenly became awkward.

"Hahaha, turns out you're a rookie...!"