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This underground boxing ring had an area of one to two thousand square meters and was surrounded by seats. It could accommodate at least a few thousand people at the same time.

The ceiling was about fifteen meters above the ground. Rows and rows of steel structures were fixed into the ceiling. The ceiling was lined with a list of at least forty to fifty lamps, illuminating the one or two kilometers underground.

In the center of the arena was a 6.5-meter standard boxing ring. However, it was different from the materials used internationally, this ring didn't have the kind of cushion used to protect competitors. Instead, it was made from blocks of flat, polished boulders.

They were shouting hysterically, and before the battle had even started, a buzzing sound could already be heard from all four directions. Many people were already blushing bright red, and their expressions were filled with extreme excitement … This underground boxing arena could be said to be the entire Naiming City, and even the entire southwest region's largest and most powerful underground boxing arena. It was exciting!

Bloody!

Cruel!

In a corner above the underground boxing ring, there was a special office. Rather than calling it an office, it was more appropriate to call it a control room. On the walls of this room, there were screens of varying sizes.

Countless cameras recorded the scenes from various angles. There were no blind spots at all. Furthermore, the speed was much slower. It was probably much better than watching the fight here.

/p Looking at the scene on the screen, other than the cameras pointing towards the arena, the entire underground building was also under their surveillance.

At this moment, in the middle of the office, on an expensive sandalwood chair, sat a young man about twenty-five years old.

He was dressed in a proper white casual attire. His facial features were distinct and his entire body was exuding the aura of a noble.

However, in terms of temperament, he wasn't too pleasing.

The main reason was because his lips were very thin, giving off a very mean and selfish feeling. His cheekbones were very high, and between his brows, there was a cold and arrogant aura, just that his eyes were somewhat high, and no one looked at him with contempt. Beside this young man, there was a tall and big old man in a black suit, about sixty years old, who did not look old at all.

His hands were behind his back, and he was wearing a black Tang suit with black clothes and black pants. He should have appeared old, but his hair and beard were all black and shiny, without the slightest hint of old age. His appearance was extremely strange, with an aquiline nose, especially his eyes, which were as sharp as an eagle's, as they shot out in all directions.

With his hands behind his back, one could vaguely see that his hands were as sharp and thin as an eagle's claw. They looked thin and shriveled, while his sinewy black hands were as thin as a silver-white finger. No one knew what kind of martial arts he was training in, but he was actually training his hands to the point where they seemed to be wrapped in a layer of metal.

At this moment, a fierce-looking man wearing a flowery shirt with dark eyes and a ferocious expression was actually the person in charge of the Night Emperor's underground black boxing ring, Brother Chaigou.

At this moment, the underground boxing arena started to boil, a middle-aged man in a suit wearing a suit walked onto the stage. At the same time, all the lights in the arena were extinguished, and when a series of exclamations rang out, three rows of lights suddenly lit up, all of them aimed at the arena, not leaving a single trace of the light in the air.

Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to this random boxing competition. I believe that this is not the first time that many of our friends have come here. Let's not waste any more time and hope that our friends can enjoy the thrill here and win this round!

The middle-aged man gave a brief introduction, then immediately dragged out his voice and shouted, "Next, the first match is about to begin. Both sides are experts from within the country …"

"Asura" "Zhao Zegang and a powerhouse from China's Sanda World"

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"Zhao Zegang, the expert from Hua Xia Country Special Forces, won one battle, although his battle achievements aren't many, but here, he is about to face his second challenge, believing that he will use his own strength to conquer all of us..." "Oh, it's my turn right now!" Little brother, you can just watch from here. "

Zhao Zegang turned around and said to Yun Long.

/p After hearing the host's introduction, Yun Long realized that Zhao Zegang had a "Shura".

He couldn't help but feel curious about the title, so he asked, "Brother Zhao, you … Why is his nickname the Shura? "

/p p "Err..." I don't know. Perhaps the host gave me a nickname in order to attract more gimmicks! Don't worry about him, just ignore the Shura! It's fine as long as I can get the money! "

Zhao Zegang said.

/p p "Oh!" "So it's a gimmick …"

Yun Long suddenly understood.

The host continued to say loudly: "About China's expert fighters."

Tie Fist "Gao Fei", was once a juggler of the National Sports Squadron and represented the Guangdong Province to seize third place in the national tournament. Everyone should be very familiar with him, he is also the star of our boxing arena and has a proud record of eight wins and eight wins, which also proves his strength, so today's first match is destined to be a fierce battle between dragons and tigers! The payout rates have been awarded to everyone here. We will bet according to our own judgement, three minutes before the start of the competition.

The middle-aged man's provocative words successfully stirred up the atmosphere. The coming of the first round filled the faces of the men and women with fanaticism, and their breathing had become much more rapid than usual.

Next, let's have the first contestant, an expert from the Hua Xia Country Special Forces …

Asura "Zhao Zegang …"

Along with the host's shout, the lights on the arena went out. A beam of strong light lit up at the same time, aimed at the fighter's lounge at the side of the arena … "It's my turn to go on stage!"

At this time, Zhao Zegang said to Yun Long, who was beside him.

"Brother Zhao, be careful!"

Yun Long quickly reminded him.

"Hehe, don't worry. I'll do my best!"

Zhao Zegang smiled and walked out of the tunnel.

With Zhao Zegang's appearance, the audience burst into cheers. However, Zhao Zegang had walked all the way to the arena and quietly stayed in his own seat. He stood there expressionlessly, making those enthusiastic audience feel awkward.

The host swallowed his saliva and continued with his introduction. "Next …" We have an expert who is inviting us to fight for third place in the Chinese National Sanda Competition … Ironfist Gao Fei! Current Achievements... The overlord of the boxing arena who won all eight rounds!

As the strong light shone on the other fighter's resting room, the crowd burst into cheers.

/p p Just as the host had introduced, this expert with a free hand... Iron Fist Gao Fei had already fought eight rounds in this underground boxing ring. His record of winning all eight rounds could be said to be very impressive.

This man had a buzz cut and two dragon and tiger tattoos on his shoulders. His square face and high cheekbones made him look like a ferocious tiger coming out of a box. He was around 1.9 meters tall, even taller than Zhao Zegang.

As he walked out, he used both fists to execute a series of dazzling boxing moves. His movements looked fast and fierce, clearly showing that he had spent a lot of effort on this.

As he walked to the side of the arena, Gao Fei suddenly flipped sideways in the air, and with a very beautiful posture, he pushed himself up against the stage, causing a wave of cheers from the audience … Compared to Zhao Zegang's plain and unremarkable action on the stage, this Chinese hitman who was ranked third in the country … Ironfist Gao Fei's posture on stage was undoubtedly quite flashy. It also attracted the cheers of the surrounding crowd, causing many people to place their bets on him.

/p p Because of the "looks" of Ironfist Gao Fei.

Compared to Zhao Zegang, he was much more imposing. For a moment, the odds among the audience were as high as 3: 1. Most people were betting on "Iron Fist".

Gao Fei will win!

In reality, on this cruel and bloody black boxing ring, it wasn't that the boxing arena wasn't big, but even until now, Zhao Zegang still looked at the floor in front of him expressionlessly. That calm and composed expression didn't even look at the 'Iron Fist' in front of him.

Gao Fei glanced at her.

/p p "F * * k!" 'This old brat really knows how to posture … '

/p p "Hum..." "Stop pretending, if you don't, you'll be beaten up by Gao Fei until his mom can't recognize him!"

/p p "Gaga..." I really want to see him get kicked to death by Gao Fei! "

"Hehe, I really want to see Gao Fei beat this damn soldier to sh * t!"

/p p "Heh heh..." I'd like to see him get the chrysanthemum, but I don't have this program... "What a pity!"

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/p The match hadn't started yet, but the spectators around the stage were already eagerly discussing it. Because Zhao Zegang had only participated in one match, and that match was held on a small scale, most of them weren't clear about Zhao Zegang's background, so they were more optimistic about the free-fighting powerhouses with eight victories, a better physique, and a better appearance … Ironfist Gao Fei!

It was because many of the audience had watched Gao Fei's match before and witnessed him ruthlessly killing three opponents, crippling five opponents, and three of the opponents he had killed. Gao Fei had even broken their bones and heads with his fists!

At this time, in the hidden monitoring room above the boxing arena, the young man sitting on the sandalwood chair watched the situation on the screen. Suddenly, he coldly asked the old man in black beside him, "Uncle Long, who do you think will win?"2

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