150: C150 Maine Boxer

C150 Maine Boxer

After Yu Qian, the other Nanjiang leaders also arrived one after another.

The arrival of each of these big shots would draw the attention of countless people, especially the powerful ones. Many of them came here not only to see the Annual Competition, but also to see the power of these big shots.

"Holy shit!" Look, Director Zhuang Kaigaangzhuang is here too! "

"The one beside him is …" Ya Bei Ba of Ninghai City, right? "

"Yo, Du Lixian, Luo Sanlee, Xue Renju, Chong'ang Area, these three are here as well."

"Eh? This must be the Great Miss Qin from the Pingjiang right? Old Man Qin did not come this year? "

"..."

As the elders took their seats, the atmosphere gradually became tense.

Most of the people who came to gamble with Annual Competition had grudges against each other. A great battle was imminent and no one was giving in to each other.

Amongst everyone, the one who received the most attention was Yu Qian.

It was not because of his identity, but because of the arrogant words he had said before the match: "He suppressed all heroes, and he dominated Annual Competition!"

Ninth Master Du and company stared at Yu Qian, while Zhuang Kaigaang also stared at Yu Qian.

Yu Qian crossed his legs calmly as if victory was within his grasp. However, there was only Ma Yunbiao, Master Ma, and a few of his lackeys by his side, so he didn't see the expert he invited.

Zhuang Kaigaang looked at it for a moment and then retracted his gaze. "Elder Hee..." Tonight will depend on you. "

Elder Hee smiled proudly, "Rest assured, Director Zhuang. This old man will definitely help you win the lottery tonight."

"..."

Not far away, Ninth Master Du's face was gloomy. Luo Sanlee kept shaking his legs, and from time to time, he would glance towards the entrance of the manor. Xue Renju also had an uneasy look on his face.

Since the day before yesterday, they had not seen Pei Feng. They did not return to the house at night and their cell phones could not be reached.

Seeing that the match was about to start and that he was still nowhere to be seen, the three were all very anxious.

"Ninth Master, where do you think Mr. Pei went? This phone can't be reached and no one is around, so he couldn't not have come, right? "

"Let's wait a little longer." Ninth Master Du glanced at Yu Qian's smiling face not far away, and said in a deep voice, "The experts invited by Yu Qian also haven't seen anyone, so there's no rush." Furthermore, what kind of person is Mr. Pei? Whether he comes or not, we cannot make the decision, so we can just quietly sit and wait. "

On the stage, after the host gave his opening speech, a loud and clear gong rang out. Tonight, the competition would officially begin.

"What is it? Who wants to make the first move? "

A fat bald guy with a fierce-looking face and a gold chain stood up, he looked around, and then his eyes landed on Luo Sanlee. He grinned and said: "Oh, Master Luo, long time no see!" How about... It's still the same this year, so why don't we compare notes first? "

Upon seeing this person, Luo Sanlee's face turned cold. He stood up abruptly and said coldly while glaring at the other party, "Fatty Zhao, don't be so arrogant! Do you think laozi is afraid of you?! "

On the opposite side, the bald fat guy was an underground boss of the yellow nursery, and he was known as Fatty Zhao. On the opposite side, the bald fat guy was an underground boss of the yellow nursery, and he was known as Fatty Zhao.

On the other side, Fatty Zhao raised his head and laughed. This time, there was no one with Zhou Family of Nanjiang? You want to defeat me this time without Zhou Guangping and the others supporting you? "Dream on –!"

With that, he turned around and beckoned with his hand. Behind him, a short and stocky man with a thick layer of hemp rope tied to his arm and calf. He walked out with weird tattoos all over his body.

The arena was nearly three meters high, and there were steps on both sides of the arena. However, this person took a step forward, and suddenly leaped into the air. He somersaulted in the air, and landed firmly on the arena.

He was short, but with his amazing jumping power and solid foundation … Shock.

Seeing this scene, Hei Zi's eyes suddenly turned cold and he whispered: "Maine Boxer?"1

The Maine Killing Fist was also known as "Bin Sha Dao", it was similar to the TAI Fist, they both used elbow strikes and knee kicks to see their length, but compared to the world-famous TAI Fist, the relatively unpopular Maine Killing Fist was actually more primitive and ferocious.

The Maine Killing Fist belonged to the unrestricted free fighting technique. The training method was primitive, hard, and barbaric, focusing on attacking the head, throat, and lower body parts of the opponent.

In Myanmar, it was common for participants from the Maine Killing Fist Competition to die on the stage. It was also because the Maine Killing Fist was too cruel and merciless, thus, this type of fist could not reach the international competition, nor did it spread throughout the world like the TAI fist.

Although Killing Fists was only prevalent in Myanmar, experts knew that the truly powerful Maine Boxer was not to be underestimated. Even TAI fighters were wary of Maine Boxer.

"Hei Zi, you go and win this battle! Don't embarrass laozi!"

Hei Zi's mouth twitched, then he slowly walked towards the arena with a serious expression.

He was not unfamiliar with the Maine Killing Fist, he had even researched it for a period of time.

The people of Maine were rather short, so Maine Boxer was usually not tall, but being short didn't mean that he wasn't strong.

The Burmese boxer on the stage looked to be less than 1.6 meters tall, but he was definitely an expert in Burmese boxing!

The Maine Killing Fist had a common method of training, which was to tie an oiled hemp rope around your arm or lower leg and use it to smash rocks.

This kind of training method was very barbaric. One would often break the bones in the arms and legs, and then continue to practice after healing, until one reached the iron arms and legs that were extremely resistant to blows.

Furthermore, Maine Boxer also had a tradition. Every time he defeated an opponent, there would be more tattoos on his body, which meant that the more opponents Maine Boxer defeated, the stronger he would be.

Although Maine Boxer was less than 1.6 meters away from the stage, his body was very thick, like a refrigerator.

Both his arms and legs were tied with thick hemp rope, which meant that he had mastered both arms and legs to the point where he possessed real iron arms and legs.

Although the tattoos on his body were messy and did not look beautiful, with a glance, there were at least a hundred tattoos. There wasn't even enough space on his body. The tattoos were already on his face. This person was definitely a very powerful Maine Boxer.

Since Luo Sanlee had said this, Hei Zi had no choice but to go up, but he was not confident at all.

In fact, his greatest strength lay in his sabresmanship and kung fu. For an arena challenger that couldn't use weapons, it was very disadvantageous to him. What's more … On the last day of Annual Competition, there was no weakling amongst the participants that would fight.

However, there was no other way around it. Even if the boss wanted to speak, he had to bite the bullet and attack!

Both sides went up on stage, but did not directly start the fight – after the contestants went up on stage, they had five minutes to prepare for the event. At the same time, it was also the time for the big bosses and the audience to place their bets.

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