Chapter 256: Can Speed Be Used Like This?

In the Control Room, the man in sunglasses and his group saw this scene and all had a sense of déjà vu.

They fixed their eyes on the screen, and sure enough, it was as they had expected.

"Is it really this newcomer who bet all his points on himself?"

"Good grief, he actually went all-in; this nerve is not ordinary."

"This Ji Fan is not like that Chen Mazi from before; with his current strength, after full-body Petrification, he can take point-blank Rifle bullets head-on."

"That's right, so what if this newcomer is fast? If he can't break the opponent's defense, it's all for nothing. I think he's just too conceited."

Du Hu, meanwhile, was leisurely crossing his legs, watching all this with great interest, as if enjoying a wonderful performance.

Soon, the three-minute betting period ended, and the point ratio between the two changed to 1200 to 3600.

Lu Yu's odds were 3.6, which meant that if one bet correctly, one point would turn into more than 3 points, which was indeed much lower than last time.

As for Ji Fan's odds, they were only 1.2; if one bet correctly, one hundred points would turn into 120, but one would still have to deduct a service fee of more than 1 point.

"3,"

"2,"

"1,"

The moment the countdown ended, Ji Fan was like a lit rocket; he kicked off the ground with his right foot with explosive force, and his entire body, like a shell leaving the chamber, charged straight toward Lu Yu with lightning speed.

At the same time, he raised his right hand high, and the exposed skin changed instantly; chunks of rock grew rapidly. Not only that, these rocks were gathering at a staggering speed, and in the blink of an eye, their diameter exceeded twice their previous size.

The fist, originally the size of a sandbag, had now become as massive as a washbasin, carrying the force of a thousand jun as it smashed fiercely toward Lu Yu's face.

"This speed is too fast!" someone off the stage couldn't help but exclaim.

"This guy Ji Fan, has his strength improved again? It looks like this match will be worth watching."

"Hmph, let's see how that newcomer acts arrogant now. He caused us to lose points before; this time he's definitely going to have bad luck."

Many people recalled the time they lost points to Lu Yu and couldn't help but grit their teeth as they spoke.

Wu Xing and Zhang Xin were also standing in the crowd, their expressions tense, their hands tightly clenched into fists, their eyes wide open, staring fixedly at the movement on the stage.

"Don't get happy too early," someone said calmly.

"Don't forget, this newcomer is a Speed-type Awakened. Given the speed he showed when he defeated Chen Mazi before, dodging Ji Fan's attack shouldn't be difficult."

Once these words were spoken, many people around felt it made sense and nodded in agreement.

After all, Speed-type Awakened are known for their speed; compared to ordinary Awakened, dodging attacks is indeed much easier.

However, what happened next greatly exceeded everyone's expectations.

Seeing the distance between Ji Fan and Lu Yu closing, Ji Fan's rock-covered fist was now less than ten centimeters from Lu Yu's cheek.

Yet Lu Yu remained standing where he was, motionless, as if he had been hit by an Immobilization Spell.

"What is this situation? Is the newcomer scared silly? Why is he just standing there?" A burst of exclamations erupted from under the stage.

"Damn, is this for real? This guy was so arrogant before the match started, and now he's actually scared like this?"

On the stage, a triumphant smile appeared on Ji Fan's face, as if he could already see the pathetic sight of Lu Yu being sent flying dozens of meters away by his punch, only to crash hard into the protective barrier.

But just then, a scene that no one expected occurred.

That Lu Yu, whom they thought was scared silly, suddenly swung his right arm back significantly, and then, with lightning-fast speed, collided head-on with the fist Ji Fan had launched.

"What is he doing? He's actually going to go head-to-head with Ji Fan? Isn't this suicide?"

"This guy is crazy!"

"What on earth is he trying to do?"

Everyone was stunned, unable to believe their eyes.

Are you kidding me? A Speed-type Awakened is going to go head-to-head with a Martial Artist who has the ability of petrified skin?

A sneer flashed in Ji Fan's eyes; in his heart, he mocked Lu Yu for overestimating his own capabilities.

"Bang!"

With a deafening roar, their fists collided solidly, and it felt as if the entire space trembled.

"It's over!"

This thought flashed through many people's minds instantly; they seemed to have foreseen Lu Yu flying backward like a kite with a broken string.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound rang out abruptly.

"Crack."

"Crack."

Immediately after, one sound after another continued to arrive.

"What is that sound?" someone looked around blankly, completely baffled.

"Stop looking, it's the sound coming from the stage," someone beside them reminded.

"Crack!"

As the final sound rang out, the rock covering Ji Fan's entire right arm, like a mountainside hit by an earthquake, instantly shattered into countless small pieces, falling to the ground in a flurry.

"Boom!"

At this moment, everyone's head felt as if it had been struck hard by a large bell; it was buzzing, and their minds went blank.

Shattered?

The hard rock on Ji Fan's arm was actually smashed just like that?

Someone was the first to react and hurriedly cast their gaze toward Lu Yu opposite; Lu Yu was still maintaining his punching posture, his entire arm completely intact, as if that intense collision had no effect on him at all.

"This!"

In the Control Room, even Du Hu, who had been crossing his legs the whole time, stood up from his seat as if electrocuted, his eyes wide open, looking at this scene in complete shock.

A head-on collision of fists—this newcomer actually won?

Around the Arena, it was terrifyingly quiet, as if time itself had frozen at this very moment.

"Wh-why did it turn out like this?" Someone looked around with a face full of confusion, hoping someone could provide a reasonable explanation.

"It's the speed."

Finally, someone broke the silence, "Have you all forgotten? This newcomer is a Speed-type Awakened; the power of a punch is not only related to strength, but speed also plays a critical role.

Although the newcomer's strength cannot compare to Ji Fan's, his speed is fast enough, which compensates for the deficiency in strength, so the power of his fist is actually even stronger."

"Is it really like that?"

"Speed can be utilized in such a way?"

The crowd suddenly realized the truth, yet they vaguely felt as if something was not quite right.