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Looking at Hawkeye standing on the ring without any protective equipment, Leon felt helpless.

"You just go on stage and start fighting without any protective measures like bandages or gloves?"

"No, your true strength can be seen without any protective measures." Eagle Eye said very confidently.

"You are the boss, you have the final say." Leon was naturally noncommittal.

He took off his coat, wearing only a white T-shirt, pulled the rope and stepped into the ring.

The two stood face to face in the center of the ring, less than one meter apart.

"You know everything"

"Karate, Wing Chun, Krav Maga, Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, Muay Thai, Mixed Martial Arts..."

Hearing such an answer, Clint Barton couldn't help but frown, "You have to know that the more fighting styles you learn, the more powerful you will be."

Leon smiled awkwardly, "No way, I'm more studious."

He couldn't just say that these were all fighting skills he learned from various "friends" and there was no need for him to spend time in classes or practice.

Besides, having too many skills is not a burden.

"Okay, let me see if I can win the first place in the joint combat special event of the four major armies."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hawkeye took a step forward and came towards him with a punch that roared like the wind.

The sudden blow made Leon's pores instantly open in shock.

Watching helplessly as his fist, which had grown bigger since childhood, was about to come into close contact with his handsome face, Leon reacted: tilting his head to the left

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A gust of wind blew past his ears, and before Leon could feel it carefully, he was forced to take two steps back by Hawkeye's second blow.

That was a powerful roundhouse kick

Leon didn't expect that Hawkeye's fighting ability was so outstanding.

From these two attacks alone, it can be judged that even if he loses the most powerful bow and arrow, his fighting skills are enough for him to crush the elites of various special forces.

Of course, that doesn’t include Lyon.

"As expected of the famous Eagle Eye" he praised in his heart. Leon's eyes narrowed and he began to focus.

The two attacks did not hit Lyon, but instead aroused Hawkeye's combative spirit. After shouting "continue", he took three steps and two steps at a very fast pace, and attacked Lyon again.

Facing the menacing Hawkeye, Leon did not avoid its sharp edge, but faced it head on.

First, he used his left arm to deflect Hawkeye's attack, and then followed with his right hand, a punch to the face.

However, how could such a simple routine pose a threat to the fast-reacting Hawkeye.

With just a slight dodge, Hawkeye took control of the initiative again.

Pulling Leon's fist into his arms, a hidden knee hit, whizzing towards Leon's lower abdomen.

Leon felt that if he took this move, he would definitely be hit hard, and it would be difficult to fight next.

So, he freed his hands, folded his left hand over his right, and turned into a guardrail, which could barely block this powerful knee strike.

Thump thump thump. . .

The impact was so huge that he had to take two steps back before removing it.

After pulling away, Leon also frowned, gently shook his numb hands, and whispered in his mouth: "It's so powerful..."

After a few back-and-forth rounds, both of their bodies began to heat up slightly, and they both seemed to be in a fighting state.

Especially Hawkeye, it had been a long time since he had encountered an opponent who could beat him so well. The more he fought, the more excited he became, and his strikes became harder and harder.

However, this is a pain for Lyon, a guy with many skills but not enough talent.

After a while of fighting each other, he quickly realized his difficult situation.

In this competition, he was at an absolute disadvantage.

It's not that his fighting skills are inferior to Hawkeye's, but that his reactions can't keep up with Hawkeye's attack frequency.

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