"What do you think of this child?"
While Sabot and Ivakov were fighting, two figures were watching quietly from the crowd.
The leader of the Revolutionary Army, Dragon, and the officer, Bartholomew Bear.
"A rare genius, but he still needs to be polished. In time, he will grow into an existence that can replace you.”The Dragon was a little surprised by Bear's evaluation of Sabot.
Then, he revealed a rare smile."Really? Leave it to you?"
"Alright."
The conversation between the two of them didn't even last for 50 words, but it decided Sabot's fate in Baldigo.
Sabot didn't know about this. He was still in a difficult situation where he was about to lose.
"Sabot is going to lose! However, it was a very exciting battle and worthy of praise.”
"Good boy, this little brat is heaven-defying. He has such ability at such a young age.”
"Although it was only one or two punches, to be able to fight to this extent, this little brat is also incredible.”
When Ivakov suddenly burst out and chased Sabot, wanting to take him down in one fell swoop, everyone had the same thought in their minds. There was no disdain, no mockery, only admiration.
Sabot's performance was already amazing enough. Even most of the people in the Revolutionary Army couldn't do it.
It could be said that Sabot had become famous in one battle!
At least, that was the case in the Revolutionary Army.
No one went to watch the next battle because the outcome was already set. However, just as everyone was thinking this, the scene suddenly changed.
Sabot didn't accept his fate as they had expected. Instead, he faced the difficulties head-on.
"You still want to fight? He has a stubborn temper, but…"
Seeing the determination in his eyes, Ivakov was stunned. This kind of spirit was hard to praise, but it was futile.
His defeat was already destined!
Because Ivacov's hand had already landed on his body. Bang!
A dull thud!
The air shook.
However, Sabot didn't fall to the ground like he had imagined. Ivacov even felt a strong resistance.
How was this possible?
Ivakov's smile froze.
When they saw Sabot, they were even more shocked, including the people who were watching.
Sabot's right hand blocked Ivacov's way and made a weird gesture. He bent his index finger and middle finger together, then separated his ring finger and middle finger, bent his ring finger and little finger together, and slightly bent his thumb.
When he came into contact with Ivakov, the crowd could vaguely hear the faint roar of a dragon coming out of thin air. It was a terrifying sound.
" What move is this?!"
Seeing this scene, Ivakov's expression changed drastically. He could not break free from the force of the grip in his hand in a short period of time.
Even Dragon and Bear were stunned. They had never seen such a move before. Did Sabot figure it out himself?
However, how could a ten-year-old child casually comprehend such a high-intensity move? Even using it was extremely difficult.
It was not just a difficult posture. It was not just a test of muscle strength, but also the strength of the bones in the fingertips that exceeded ordinary people's. There was also the control of strength.
Even if an ordinary person wanted to learn it, without a certain physical condition, no matter how hard they worked, it would be difficult to enter the door.
But this little brat had easily done it.
"Hehehe, are you surprised? This move is called the Dragon's Claw, and I came up with it myself. It's much more powerful than your new ladyboy fist technique!”
Sabot and Ivakov's bodies were frozen in the air. A smug smile bloomed on Sabot's face as he chuckled.
Dragon's Claw was one of Sabot's favorite martial arts.
Dragon Claw Fist!
This was a special martial arts technique. With the help of powerful finger strength and grip strength, one could easily break swords, helmets, and other steel.
Crushing a human's skull was as easy as crushing an egg. At this moment, even Ivacov felt that his hand was in pain from being squeezed, and his bones seemed to be broken.
These days, Sabot didn't find anyone else to practice or learn because he felt that these people couldn't teach him any useful martial arts for the time being, so he practiced this move alone.
Of course, if it was the original Sabot, it would still take a long time to control it, but it was not a problem for Sabot, who was a transmigrator.
However, the biggest problem was that he didn't understand the dominance of the armed colors.
Otherwise, their power would have increased by several times, and they wouldn't have ended up in a stalemate with Ivakov.
After realizing that many moves required the use of the armed color domineering.
Therefore, the most important part of Sabot's plan to become stronger was to learn the color of the weapon!
He comprehended it himself?
Hiss!
The people of the Revolutionary Army gasped and looked at Sabot in disbelief. They realized that they were witnessing the rise of a genius.
It was already impressive for a ten-year-old child to have strength that surpassed that of an average adult man. However, not only did this child do it, but he was also able to easily grasp the moves that others had painstakingly cultivated. Not only that, but he had also figured out an even stronger move?
Did he have to be so perverted? Did it have to be so exaggerated?
At this moment, even the dragon was speechless.
Facing such a talented child, he only had one thought. This child must be nurtured well. In the future, he would definitely be the mainstay of their revolutionary army and the greatest hope of leading the revolutionary army to the bright path.
It was indeed a little too early to make such a conclusion. It was even a little wishful thinking. However, as long as there was hope, it was necessary to grasp it firmly as soon as possible. This was the usual practice of dragons, and there was no harm in it.
There was no doubt that this child had great potential.
This battle was not over yet.
Ivakov was indeed shocked, but this was not enough to defeat him. After calming down, he slowly said,""Sabot boy, your talent in martial arts is indeed amazing, but if you don't have any other stronger moves, you'll lose this round!”
After saying that, he planned to take Sabot down.
"That might not be the case!"
Sabot's smile was full of confidence, which made Ivakov a little uncomfortable. Did he have a backup plan? However, after thinking about it seriously, he felt that it was impossible.
It was already scary enough that this kid could figure out such a powerful martial art like the Dragon's Claw. If he had an even stronger move, would he still let people live?
Under everyone's gaze, he turned his right palm over, and a faint light could be seen on his palm…
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