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When the farmer's friend knocked Edric to the ground, he immediately jumped onto Edric's chest, securing his position. His eyes were filled with anger and determination, as if seeking revenge for his farmer friend who had just been knocked down. His fists rained down on Edric's face like a violent storm, each blow filled with force and fury. His arm muscles tensed, and the veins on his fists were faintly visible, displaying his strength and anger.
Edric immediately felt an unprecedented level of pain and danger. He quickly used his hands to protect his head, trying to minimize the damage. Despite his urgent defensive posture, he couldn't avoid being hit by the man's furious punches. Each heavy blow made him feel intense pain, and blood once again seeped from the corner of his mouth, staining his cheeks and the ground.
The surrounding crowd witnessed the start of this new round of fighting, and their excitement and fervor were ignited once again. They shouted and taunted loudly, some even started to say with a smirk, "Wow, the second round has begun, this is going to be interesting!" These words echoed in Edric's ears, making him feel an unprecedented sense of shame and humiliation. His heart was filled with anger and helplessness, but he still struggled to protect himself, trying to wait for an opportunity to strike back.
Some gang leaders in the bar saw this situation and immediately seized the opportunity. They quickly moved through the crowd, starting to collect money and take bets from the gamblers. The amount of money wagered rapidly increased, and the atmosphere of the gambling became more and more tense. The entire bar became more boiling and chaotic. The crowd occasionally heard the loud sounds of the fight, along with people's shouts and taunts, making the whole bar seem like a small battlefield.
The passion and anticipation of the gamblers are growing higher and higher as they shuttle through the crowd with money in hand, seeking higher odds and more thrilling games. Their eyes are filled with greed and excitement, completely ignoring the pain and struggle of Edric and his farmer friend.
As time passes, the farmer's friend's punches begin to lose their original strength and speed. With each blow, Edric can feel the diminishing power. The initial rage and intensity seem to be gradually replaced by fatigue and weakness. While defending himself, Edric silently calculates, waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike back.
The man's fist swung towards Edric again, but this time the speed was noticeably slower. A gleam flashed in Edric's eyes, he knew the timing was right. At the moment when the man's fist was about to make contact with his cheek, he suddenly released his hands, swiftly extended his arms, and instantly grabbed the man's arm, pulling it down forcefully.
The man was caught off guard by Edric's sudden move and lost his balance. Without waiting for his reaction, Edric immediately closed the distance, tightly grabbed his head, and then fiercely headbutted his nose.
With a crisp "smack," the sound echoed throughout the entire bar as the man's nose was instantly gushing blood from Edric's headbutt. The pain made him release Edric involuntarily, and he retreated in agony, holding his nose, tears mixed with blood streaming from his eyes.
Edric took advantage of the situation and quickly stood up from the ground. His movements were swift and decisive, leaving the man no chance to catch his breath. He felt the familiar strength and confidence returning to his body.
After the farmer's friend was headbutted fiercely by Edric, his painful wails plunged the entire bar into madness once again. Edric looked at the man rolling on the ground, holding his nose, and felt a surge of satisfaction and excitement. He turned around and waved to the crowd in the bar, signaling them to cheer.
The crowd seemed to be infected by Edric's courage and strength, starting to scream and cheer loudly. They were boiling with excitement, hoping that Edric would display even more stunning moves. The screams, cheers, and applause intertwined, creating a deafening frenzy.
Edric is enjoying this unparalleled stage. He waved to the crowd and gestured for them to quiet down. His eyes were sharp as he aimed at his friend, the farmer, who had just managed to stand up. He took a deep breath, focused all his strength on his right arm, and slowly pulled back.
He closed his eyes slightly, feeling his own breath and heartbeat, then silently counted in his mind, preparing to launch the attack.
As the countdown in his mind approached its end, Edric suddenly opened his eyes, shining with unparalleled confidence and determination. His footsteps erupted with astonishing speed as he charged towards the person. His figure darted through the bustling crowd like lightning.
As he neared the person, he suddenly shortened his stride, lowered his body, and then pulled back his right arm. Every movement of his instantly captured everyone's attention, causing them to hold their breath in anticipation of what would happen next. Edric's fist clenched tightly, his arm muscles taut, as all the power in his body focused on that one punch.
He charged forward without hesitation, his fist like a note breaking through the air, heading straight for the man's throat. At the moment before impact, Edric unleashed his full strength once again, his fist like a projectile breaking through the air, landing heavily on the man's throat.
In that instant, the man's eyes showed both fear and disbelief, his body arcing through the air as if struck by a projectile, then crashing heavily to the ground. His body rolled a few times on the ground before losing consciousness completely.
The surrounding crowd was completely shocked by the scene. Their hearts were filled with awe and admiration for Edric. They erupted into deafening cheers and screams once again, expressing immense praise for Edric's performance. Edric withdrew his fist, smiled slightly at the crowd, and waved again, accepting their praise and applause.
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