The Infinitely Fusion of Everyday World

The sudden and fierce charge of the two startled Qu Ning who was still thinking carefully. But Qu Ning quickly adjusted his mood, stared at the two, and carefully watched the fight between them. After all, if you want to become stronger, it is also a good choice to learn from the experience of others' battles.

Although the two charged at almost the same time, Wang Ma seized the opportunity. With the momentum of charging forward, he punched out with his right fist, which was so fierce and powerful that it was unstoppable and made it impossible for Li Ren to dodge.

Seeing this, Rito's smile widened, and he thrust his head forward, as if to be hit. It was this thrust that not only caused Wang Ma's attack to arrive earlier, preventing the damage from being maximized, but also created an opportunity for his own attack.

Ignoring the blood from his nose due to the blow just now, Rito threw out his right fist, which had been gathering strength as he charged forward, and hit Wang Ma in the face.

Even though Wang Ma used his left arm to block the blow, he was still knocked off balance. In terms of strength, Wang Ma was no match for the opponent!

Li Ren took advantage of the situation and seeing that his right fist was blocked, he swung his left fist at Wang Ma's head, but Wang Ma easily dodged it by lowering his body.

Seeing that two consecutive attacks were ineffective, Li Ren restrained his arrogant smile and became more serious. He kept punching, punching, punching, but all subsequent blows were blocked or avoided by Wang Ma.

After a long time of attack, Rito changed his tactics and suddenly kicked out with his right leg quickly and fiercely, aiming directly at Wang Ma's waist. If this kick was successful, considering the physique of the two men, Wang Ma would not be seriously injured on the spot, but would temporarily lose the opportunity to compete with Rito.

But Wang Ma had already sensed the coming of the kick from the subtle adjustments in his footsteps. He jumped up and kicked the surprised man in the face before he could change his posture.

The chin was hit so hard that Li Ren's head tilted instantly and his pupils bulged. He barely managed to avoid losing consciousness, but he could not control his body and fell to the ground.

As Rito hit the ground with a loud thump, Wang Ma also landed lightly. Without any intention of posing or relaxing, Wang Ma showed an excited smile and rushed straight towards Rito. Facing Rito who was so close, Wang Ma took two steps and arrived in front of him.

Li Ren had not recovered from the kick just now, and he sat on the ground, looking confused. But when he saw Wang Ma rushing over, his expression was also a little angry. However, Wang Ma did not give him a chance to breathe. He grabbed Li Ren's head with both hands without hesitation, raised his thigh, and hit Li Ren in the face with a knee, knocking away his consciousness that had just returned.

Wang Ma released his hands and let him fall to the ground, then he rode on him, punching him left and right, and repeatedly hitting him in the face with his fists.

"Do you want to be a good fighter? You have good strength and first-rate awareness. But I have defeated countless opponents of your level before, so just lie down and admit defeat!" Wang Ma thought as his fists continued to fall.

Seeing that the blood was gushing out of the man's face after being hit, and that he had no power to resist under the pressure, Wang Ma paused for a moment, pulled his body back, and after a short period of accumulation of strength, he was about to deliver the decisive blow.

Qu Ning was watching with great interest, and saw that the fight had turned into a meaningless one-sided fight, and the manager seemed to have lost consciousness. He was about to stop the fight and announce the result, but suddenly he saw the manager, who was beaten badly, showing a weird smile. So Qu Ning hesitated for a moment and decided to wait and see what happened.

Wang Ma, who was closer, naturally noticed Rito's smile. Seeing this, Wang Ma's smile became more obvious. As his fist fell, he thought to himself: "Let me see how you will respond!"

"Puff--"

The sound that came was not the sound of a fist hitting the face, but the sound of a wound being cut and blood spurting out. Wang Ma looked at his arm and saw four wounds suddenly appearing on it, spurting blood out, as if he had been cut by a knife.

Wang Ma suddenly realized the danger, so he quickly stopped his fist and stopped his arm halfway. Fortunately, the wound was only on the surface and did not go deep under the skin, so it had little effect on Wang Ma's right arm for the time being. But Wang Ma was stunned for a moment after suffering this unexpected blow.

Seizing this opportunity, the still drowsy Li Ren used his hands to claw and attacked Wang Ma's exposed chest. Wang Ma jumped up in time, but was still scratched by Li Ren's fingers.

If it were an ordinary person, this scrape would not only cause any damage, but might even sprain his fingers. But they were fighting artists, not ordinary people, and the managers were the best among them, so Wang Ma had a wound several centimeters long on his chest where he was hit, and a piece of flesh was directly dug out.

Seeing that Rito was about to wave his fingers randomly again, Wang Ma, who had already stood up, retreated again and pulled away for a distance. Without the obstacle, Rito also sat up shakily.

"It appears! Razor!!" "Cutter!" "Hurry up and cut that little guy into pieces!!!"

At this moment, the audience around them finally realized what was happening, and the entire stadium became noisy again. Especially those who bet on Li Ren in the gambling, they shouted especially hard. It seemed that once Li Ren made this move, it was unstoppable and directly foresaw victory.

"It doesn't look like a knife or something like that." The pain came violently at this moment. Wang Ma covered the wound on his chest and judged silently in his heart, "Judging from the shape of the wound and the degree of pain..."

"The flesh was dug out, right?" Wang Ma looked at Li Ren, who was still sitting on the ground recovering from the pain. He was sweating profusely, but still smiled and said to him, "By your fingers."

After hearing Wang Ma's words, Li Ren raised his head, the wounds on his face from the beating were still clearly visible, and blood was flowing down. He showed a ferocious smile again, showing off his bloody hands without any concealment, showing off his previous achievements.

This is the talent of the ruler, the extremely terrifying finger strength.

When he was 500 years old, he could tear a 26 yen coin in half like tearing paper. Now, he is 102 years old, and this terrifying talent has grown again for years. Things like one-finger push-ups, supporting kg with two fingers, climbing on cliffs without the help of any equipment, etc., are all done easily.

When this power is used in combat, the result is not hard to imagine. No matter which part of the body is touched by his fingertips, it is inevitable that the skin and flesh will be torn and shredded. The result is unstoppable, just like a razor cutting flesh. Therefore, this ability of his is also called the "Ten Finger Razor".

Wang Ma didn't seem to care about Rito's special ability at all. Instead, he paid attention to the information from the noisy crowd: "Judging from the audience's reaction, this is not the first time Rito has used this ability. It seems that the president deliberately didn't tell me."

"You actually still have time to look around." With this moment of respite, Li Ren has regained his composure. He stood up again, wagging his fingers, and shouted angrily, "I can't beat you in a fight, but I won't lose in a fight!"

After saying that, Li Ren took the initiative to rush towards Wang Ma, shouting as he ran: "You enjoyed beating me up before, right? In return, I will tear you into pieces!"

Looking at the approaching Rito, Wang Ma responded nonchalantly: "Then I have to thank you for your kindness."