Noble Husband At the Door (Antonio) novel Chapter 143

"Is this Saber Twelve really strong?" Manfred asked.

Johann said in horror, "His record of the competition i s very low, but at present he is the only one who maintains a complete victory, and he is merciless.

Even the luckiest person of his opponents has to go to the hospital to lie down for a week."

"Is there any way to stop it? I can't just watch Samuel get injured." Manfred said.

Johann helplessly shook his head. Under the circumstance of losing face ifor the boxing field, it was impossible for them to let Samuel go. This matter was related to the face of the boxing field.

"Boss Manfred, now we can only rely on Brother Samuel's strength. If we intervene, if we disturb Ye Fei, it will be more serious," Johann said.

On the arena, Saber Twelve said to Samuel, "Brother, I suggest you go to the city's orthopedics hospital. The doctors there are good."

Samuel was not as relaxed as he had been when facing Saber Twelve. He could tell that Saber Twelve was a ruthless man and should be very skilled. Yan Jun had told him not to underestimate any enemy, especially one who was a life-threatening threat to him.

"Since you're so familiar with it, you can book a bed

for yourself," Samuel said flatly.

Saber Twelve was expressionless, and the scar on his face looked even more ferocious, like a demonic face. He said, "If you can force me to take a step back, I lose."

Saber Twelve clenched his fists, making a cracking sound.

Samuel bent his body slightly and drew back his bow.

Both of them rushed forward at the same time, and the whole arena seemed to collapse and tremble.

All the spectators in the stands couldn't help but hold their breath. This was an absolute fight between the strong, and it might even be the most exciting competition in the history of the boxing field.

Peng!

The two fists collided. Samuel's right hand trembled. A sharp pain came from the joints of his fingers.

However, he did not step back. There was not even the slightest change in his face under the mask.

Saber Twelve was slightly surprised. There was no one in the entire boxing field who could fight him.

This was not only a collision of strength, but also a key point in the toughness of the body. With such a punch, the fingers of other boxers would definitely be destroyed!

"Let's wait a little longer. Brother Samuel know what he's doing."

"You don't even want to take a step back even with my strength. Not bad." Saber Twelve looked at Samuel with admiration. Ordinary people would have fallen o n the arena long ago, but Samuel didn't. He was still as stable as Mount Tai.

Samuel put down his hands and put them behind his back. No one could see his trembling hands.

"You're such a powerful person. It's a waste for you to work here," Samuel said lightly.

Saber Twelve looked indifferent and said, "I took the money from the boxing venue, so I have to work for it. I appreciate you, but it doesn't mean I will let you go."

Saber Twelve stepped on the ground with his right foot, and a soul-stirring footprint appeared on the arena. His huge body was like a tiger, and his right fist whizzed through the air.

Samuel jumped up lightly and kicked his right leg. It seemed that he was going to take the blow with his foot.

"You're courting death," Saber Twelve said with a sneer.

In the air, Samuel twisted his body to avoid Saber Twelve's fist. Then he kicked Saber Twelve in the chest and stepped out his left foot like a lightning bolt.

Frowning slightly, Saber Twelve withdrew his fist and used his body to resist the force of Samuels two feet.