Chapter 638
A left fist swung at him.
Brandon hurriedly clenched his right hand that had just released the sword to counter the punch.
At this time, it was impossible to worry about whether the other party was wearing a metal glove or not.
Once he was hit in the chest by this punch, the consequences would be serious.
Boom!
Crack!
Two voices sounded one after another.
Both sides took a few steps back. Silva stood up, picked up his right hand, looked at the sword he had pulled back, and threw it to the ground. On the opposite side, Brandon was hunched over while holding his right hand with his left hand, his expression a little pained.
When the two fists collided just now, he did not expect the strength of Silva’s left hand to be so great that it would immediately break his right hand. Plus, since the opponent was wearing metal gloves, the back of his hand was dripping with blood.
“Do you want to continue?” Silva asked.
Normally, the right hand would be stronger than the left hand, unless the person was left handed.
However, Silva was different. Although he was not left-handed, his left hand was much stronger than his right. In order to catch his opponent off guard, he had been training his left hand just to achieve the effect of a one-shot victory in battle. So far, the results were pretty good. If this failed, the protracted battle would be taxing, even if he did eventually win. Brandon wanted to say that he wanted to continue the fight, but Taylor was one step ahead of him, “Silva wins the first round.”
Silva turned and walked back.
Clinton hurried to meet him.
“Thank you, Silva!” Clinton said with a smile. “Zimmerman, I have done what I promised you, and I hope you will do so too,” Silva said. “Don’t worry, Silva. I am a man of my word,” Clinton promised.
Silva did not say anything. Instead, he went to find a place to sit down. He had expended a lot of his energy in the battle just now. After all, both of them were pretty strong. He could only win by luck after catching his opponent off guard. Brandon went back to Stan’s team. Stan walked to him with a blank face, patted him on the shoulder, and said, “Don’t take it to heart. Rest well and leave the rest to us.” The two’s battle was very interesting, and it also set off the discussion of a lot of people present.
However, it was not very shocking.
To be honest, a master who was at the beginner stage of the Dragon Rank in his thirties was not very impressive in front of so many hidden families and sects.
However, a lot of people remembered Silva’s name now.
“Let’s welcome the second pair onto the stage!
Clinton sent Stu, the heir of the hidden Pitt family.
Meanwhile, Stan sent a tall and buff man.
Clinton looked at Stu and felt a little excited.
He knew Stu’s strength and was aware that he was also at the peak of the beginner of the Dragon Rank. If he won this round, then Clinton would have a huge advantage in the battle today. Among the five, he was only unsure of David’s strength, and that was why he arranged for David to be the last.
If he could win three of the opening four rounds, then the last round would not matter. Right now, David felt depressed.
He did not want to be the climax.
He only wanted to get this over with and repay Clinton’s favor. After that, he wanted to sneak away and go home to sleep. To him, a battle between masters of Dragon Rank was equivalent to children playing house. It was utterly meaningless.
However, since Clinton wanted him to be the last, he had no choice. After all, Clinton was the host, and he had his plans. He could not just ruin Clinton’s arrangement just because he wanted to. If they lost, he would not be able to bear the responsibility.
Even if he was very strong, he would only go for one round. Both sides would send five people to battle. No matter the result, everyone would eventually need to take a step back.
The same person could not fight for three consecutive rounds.
