632: C632 Competition

C632 Competition

Yu Jingzhe shook his head, "It's a more brutal and bloody competition."

Du Linlang was still curious and suggested, "Then why don't we go take a look?"

Du Linlang had yet to experience Black Fist Art and had the chance to do so. She didn't know when she would meet him again.

Since she asked for it, Yu Jingzhe nodded, "Of course we can go and take a look."

Pushing open a metal door, the scene inside appeared before their eyes. This place wasn't big, and the lights had been deliberately dimmed.

There was a high platform in the middle of the room, surrounded by strong ropes. It was very similar to the boxing ring on the television.

The most attractive aspect of Black Fist was its lawlessness. Actually, compared to Black Fist, the competition on TV was much more limited and didn't look that exciting.

This was a real fight of limitless power, other than not being able to use weapons, the contestants could use almost any other method to attack the opponent until one side fell down. Of course, the more ruthless the method was, the more it would be able to arouse people's thirst and desire, which was also the reason why Black Fist such a cruel competition still existed.

Yu Jingzhe's membership card was at the level of the Black Diamond Sovereign Card. Along the way, he directly arrived at the front row. The lighting was pretty good.

Five minutes after entering, the host walked onto the stage with a microphone in his hand.

"I'm very pleased that everyone can participate in tonight's fight. Our fighting style club's fight style has always been limitless and has no rules. Tonight, let's return to the most aggressive fight style and bring you all an unparalleled visual experience."

"Today, we have a boxing king from overseas on stage. He is called the Undying Meat Grinder, Bi Bo. Everyone applauds!"

Just as the host finished his sentence, the lights in the surroundings lit up. The door leading to the boxing ring was opened wide and an unusually robust black man walked out with heavy steps. There were ribbons constantly falling from the sky.

Just looking at her figure, she weighed at least 300 kilograms. Every muscle on her body shone with a metallic luster under the light. Her figure immediately made some rich ladies who had never seen the world shriek in excitement.

Raising his thick arms high up, he walked towards the arena, showing off his tall and sturdy figure to the crowd around him. The host kept his hands down for a while before gradually calming down.

"Tonight, our Bibo will be an invincible existence. Let us give him flowers and applause. The Undying Meat Grinder will once again set a glorious record. At night, it will tremble because of him!"

The host's suppressed voice caused the atmosphere to reach its peak as applause and screams rang out unceasingly.

"Next up, we will have the first challenger. This challenger is a member of the First Year's Martial Arts Club, the heir to the Yang family's Hacking Fist. Whether he will be able to break through his limits and win tonight, we will be waiting and waiting to see."

Yang Yue walked into the ring with a nervous expression along with the music playing. He was the first challenger to come out.

Compared to Bieber, Yang Yue's thin and weak body made the audience boos even louder.

In the eyes of most people, Yang Yue had no chance of winning this battle.

"Eh, isn't this Yang Yue?" Du Linlang asked in surprise.

Yu Jingzhe asked in surprise, "Do you know him?"

"Isn't he the president of the A Great Martial Arts Club? I met him a few times when I was helping my senior brother to replace him. But, is he okay?" Du Linlang frowned, expressing her deep doubts.

"What do you think?" Yu Jingzhe asked.

"It should still be okay, right?" I didn't hear that his martial arts is quite powerful. " Du Linlang had only heard of this from the grapevine.

Yu Jingzhe just shook his head and didn't say anything.

The host excitedly said a lot and quickly left. As the bell rang, the first round began.

"Spicy chicken."

He saw the black man give Yang Yue a middle finger, which was full of insult. Even if the black man didn't understand what Yang Yue was saying, he could understand it.

Yang Yue, who was standing right in front of him, had his expression change as he said coldly, "Be careful, I will beat you until all your teeth fall out!"0

There was a bet on the scene. To be honest, there was no need to think too much into the battle. Yang Yue was just a child compared to the giant in front of the black man. No one believed that Yang Yue could win at all.

No matter how hard one's martial arts was, it would affect the weight of the contestant. It could be said that the weight of a black man held a certain advantage.

"Idiot."

This time, the African man spoke in Chinese with exceptional clarity. This was something they usually used, but it was his scolding that completely infuriated Yang Yue.

He shouted loudly, took a step forward, jumped up, and raised his right hand high into the air, slashing it towards the black man.

Boom! *

The palm strike landed heavily on the African man's left shoulder. His body sank slightly.

Yang Yue clearly felt how thick this black man's skin was. Although this punch landed on him, it did not cause him any real harm.

Yang Yue tried even harder, flipped over, crossed his legs, and attacked the black man's lower body.

This was called the Double Chopping Fist. The Hacking Fist's fist technique was known for its ferocity, and the entire technique could only manifest one word: ferocity.

However, before he could fully execute his dual punches, the black man suddenly rushed forward and rammed into Yang Yue like a mountain of flesh. Yang Yue was hit by his sudden attack until his lower body became unstable and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Before Yang Yue could steady himself, the black man hit him again and gave him a bear hug.

This fellow was called the human-shaped meat grinder. One could imagine his strength. If he was hugged tightly by this hug, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Luckily, Yang Yue's reaction time was fast. He quickly fell back and rolled to the side. Then, he jumped up from the ground like a carp and faced the black man face to face.

Just then, Yang Yue felt a sharp pain in his chest and mouth. The black man's skin was even thicker than a pig's, so his fists were unable to break through the black man's defense wall.

The African man did not want to miss this opportunity. With a loud roar, he charged forward. Yang Yue was not ready to retreat again and again. As he retreated, he thought of how to deal with this brainstorm.

"What should we do? "Yang Yue clearly can't beat that black guy. The longer he lags, the more dangerous his situation will be." Du Linlang couldn't help but feel anxious for him.

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