Chapter 53: Brother Crocodile
Brother Crocodile charged headlong toward the Three Brothers of National Football, his eyes scanning the surroundings to avoid any unexpected surprises, since he was facing three opponents.
The Three Brothers of National Football stood with their arms crossed, completely unfazed by Brother Crocodile’s rapid approach. The third brother even pointed behind Brother Crocodile.
Just as Brother Crocodile was sprinting forward at high speed, he suddenly sensed a whistling sound behind his head. He quickly turned his head, glancing back out of the corner of his eye, but it was too late—a flash of golden light filled his vision.
Clang!
A sharp, crisp sound rang out as an energy hammer slammed into the back of Brother Crocodile’s head.
“This is impossible.”
Brother Crocodile was stunned. In his perception, there was nothing behind him—his perception had been honed through countless life-and-death struggles.
What Brother Crocodile didn’t know was that the small energy hammers of the Three Brothers of National Football could block perception. Aside from the whistling wind, these energy hammers had no other flaws.
Being hit by the National Football team’s energy hammer was far from a pleasant experience. Setting aside the hammer’s concussive force and damage, just its special property was enough to give Brother Crocodile a hard time. Even Su Xiao had been immobilized by such a hammer before.
The small energy hammer had a powerful property: if it hit an enemy’s weapon or armor, it would immobilize them for 2 to 3 seconds. If it directly struck the body, it would immobilize them for 3 to 5 seconds. As long as it landed, there was no judgment process—the energy hammer was the core ability of the Three Brothers of National Football.
With that one hammer blow, Brother Crocodile was frozen in place, suffering a 4-second immobilization effect. If his resistance or strength were sufficient, he might have been able to break free during the immobilization.
But 0.5 seconds later, another energy hammer flew in from behind, targeting the same spot—the back of Brother Crocodile’s head.
Clang! Brother Crocodile convulsed while immobilized, his stun time increasing from 4 seconds to 9 seconds.
Then, another energy hammer flew in. Since it was the back of his head again, after taking three consecutive hits, Brother Crocodile felt as though a dent had formed in his skull.
“Ahhh!!”
Brother Crocodile’s body trembled as he forcibly tried to break free from the immobilization effect. If it were a control effect like dizziness, subjective willpower had little chance of breaking it. But immobilization was different. In principle, when the energy hammer hit Brother Crocodile, the golden energy on the hammer wrapped around him, causing the immobilization effect. It was like a layer of solidified cement—if his strength was great enough, he could break free.
Crack, crack...
Golden light flickered across Brother Crocodile’s body as he was about to break free. However, the Three Brothers of National Football had already rushed forward with smug grins.
Now, each of the three brothers wielded a long-handled energy great hammer. These hammers were about 2 meters long, entirely made of golden energy, with hammerheads the size of buckets.
Three burly men charging forward with three energy great hammers—the visual impact was absolutely stunning.
Blood seeped from between Brother Crocodile’s teeth. He knew that if he was surrounded by the Three Brothers of National Football, he was in grave danger today.
“Don’t even think...”
Before Brother Crocodile could finish his roar, the third brother of the National Football team had already reached him, leaping low while gripping the hammer handle with both hands, raising the energy great hammer above his head.
“Demacia!”
The third brother roared, swinging the energy great hammer down.
Boom!
One hammer blow shattered Brother Crocodile’s illusions, landing squarely on his crown.
After the third brother, the eldest brother’s hammer arrived.
Boom, boom, boom...
The two brothers hammered away like blacksmiths striking iron, the hammerheads raining down like a storm. They occasionally shouted out trash talk like “Take this, Old Sun’s hammer,” “Are you dead yet,” “Friendly strike,” and “Invincible wind and fire wheel.” Even just watching was painful, and Brother Crocodile was furious. Whether he would be beaten to death was unclear, but he would soon die of anger.
By now, Brother Crocodile had been hammered to the ground, the immobilization effect long since dispelled. But an even more despairing situation occurred.
The small hammers of the Three Brothers of National Football had an immobilization effect, while the great hammers had a dizziness effect. Each time a great hammer hit an enemy, there was a high chance of causing 0.3 seconds of dizziness.
0.3 seconds might not seem long, but what if two hammers struck simultaneously? The result was that Brother Crocodile couldn’t even stand up. He could only curl up on the ground, covering his head with both hands to avoid critical hits.
Boom, boom, boom...
“Woo la la la.”
“Fatal strike, painful strike, fatherly strike.”
“Die inside, die inside...”
Sand and dirt flew everywhere. The eldest and third brothers of the National Football team were sweating profusely on the field, while Brother Crocodile was bleeding on the ground. Conservative estimates suggested that within ten minutes, Brother Crocodile would be beaten to a pulp.
It wasn’t that Brother Crocodile was too weak, but that the National Football team’s fighting style was almost a natural counter to lone fighters. Their attack power wasn’t strong, but that was compensated by their control abilities. Their sustained control was simply shameless.
The eldest and third brothers were relentlessly hammering Brother Crocodile. Some might wonder where the second brother was. Don’t worry—he was nearby.
The second brother stood in front of Brother Crocodile, assuming a horse stance, seemingly practicing some kind of boxing on thin air. But it looked more like he was doing calisthenics. Behind him, the eldest and third brothers were working hard to hammer the enemy.
Was the second brother slacking off? Not at all—he was the substitute.
This was a strategy the three brothers had developed over a long time. The energy great hammer was powerful, but it consumed a massive amount of stamina. If their stamina attribute wasn’t high enough, they would collapse from exhaustion in under two minutes.
So, the three brothers divided the work: two hammered while one temporarily substituted. They rotated among themselves, with one always resting to recover stamina. As for why the second brother was flailing around, his explanation was: “The other two are working hard, so how can I slack off? Besides, it looks more imposing and deals psychological damage to the enemy.”
Boom, boom, boom...
Yellow sand flew as Brother Crocodile was hammered without any chance to fight back, the blazing energy hammers pounding his body.
The audience was dead silent, then erupted into thunderous applause.
A full ten minutes passed. The three brothers rotated among themselves, and a large pit had been hammered into the sandy field. Only Brother Crocodile’s tail remained outside the sand. Seeing this, Su Xiao finally understood why Sniper Cannon Vini of the Travel Group wanted to kill the three brothers—she had been hammered like this too.
“Huff... I think that’s enough.”
The eldest brother wiped the sweat from his forehead. Their opponent’s endurance was too strong. Despite their relentless hammering, he still showed signs of resistance.
“Stop the match!”
Hark called a halt to the match. He couldn’t bear to watch anymore. Ten minutes of continuous hammering had already caused visual fatigue for the audience. As for how the victim felt? He didn’t care. So, there was little point in continuing this match.
Several staff members entered the sandy field. They looked at the large pit on the ground and fell silent.
Soon, Brother Crocodile was dug out of the sand pit. His face was swollen and bruised. When the staff saw the corners of his eyes, they froze.
This combat race from “Vitan Star” had tears in the corners of its eyes.
Was it pain that made Brother Crocodile cry? No—even if his limbs were chopped off, he wouldn’t let out a single scream. It was humiliation.
Brother Crocodile was a warrior who didn’t fear death in battle. But under the gaze of millions of spectators, he had been hammered into the sand for ten minutes. What kind of humiliation was that?
“I... can still... fight.”
Brother Crocodile, with a staff member pulling his tail, tried to break free.
“Still want more?”
The eldest brother widened his eyes, flipping his great hammer and swinging it at Brother Crocodile.
The hammer was aimed at Brother Crocodile’s chest, but he was struggling fiercely, so tragedy struck.
Boom!
The eldest brother, gripping the hammer, twitched at the corner of his mouth. Under the watch of millions of spectators, he had performed a hammer blow to the eggs!
Brother Crocodile’s body stiffened, his eyes rolled back, and he passed out on the spot.
“Uh... I didn’t mean to.”
The eldest brother looked apologetic. He really hadn’t intended to hit his opponent’s crotch.
“What happened? What a beautiful strike!”
Hark on the commentary platform laughed heartily.
“Sss~”
Over 60% of the male spectators in the audience sucked in cold air, instinctively crossing their legs. Even from a distance, they felt the pain for that Brother Crocodile.