Chapter 238: The Lu Family's Inheritance, Heavy Techniques
"Hey, chick, what I just said is still valid, do you want to think about it?"
Even after entering the octagon, Catal's trash talk attacks continued, "Are you Chinese? or Japanese? Or are you Thai? Say a word, little girl, I don't want the first thing you say to me is begging for mercy!"
Sister Tan looked calm, let the referee check the fingerless gloves on her hands, and stood in the field and waited quietly.
By the time the referee signaled for the game to begin, Catalan was still chattering with a playful expression on his face.
Boom!
A dull loud noise, like a thunderbolt, exploded in the middle of the gymnasium, and the echo caused by the special space even covered the noise.
Bajiquan, stick to the mountain!
Lu's personal biography, heavy techniques, killer moves!
Catal, who is 1.97 meters tall and weighs 1003 kilograms, and has the nickname of a black bear, was knocked away by a blow three seconds after the start of the game, and slammed into the barbed wire five meters away, fainting.
After the referee checked Catal's deflated chest, he urgently called for a stretcher, as long as the doctor's speed was fast enough, the big black man couldn't die.
"Beautiful!"
The screams of the little stunner resounded in the gymnasium!
Sister Tan turned around and walked out of the octagonal cage, and the boss said that if you want to let that guy go to the hospital, you have to do it!
Uncle Tang, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, waved his fist fiercely, and did it!
Mr. Johnny, the personal bodyguard next to him, had a distorted expression, and the scene just now reminded him of some not-so-good memories......
Relying on amazing efficiency, the first round of the competition was all over in just one morning.
Because in more than half of the games, there is a big gap in the strength of the players on both sides, so the casualties are not serious.
On the side of cousin Zhang Zhenbang, he won all four battles, but the Indian broke a rib and could not participate in the second round in the afternoon.
The Russian strong man was punched in the face, but it was no big deal, the opponent was directly swept down by him, and the concussion was directly out.
The karate master's match didn't go well either, he was unlucky enough to run into a Muay Thai fighter who is well-known in the black boxing circles of Southeast Asia, barely winning, and the afternoon bout wasn't optimistic, unless he also ran into a guy who was just as unlucky as him.
In the first round, a total of 182 people qualified for the second round, but I am afraid that no more than 150 people can really participate in the competition.
It was only then that the terrifying effects of the rough rules and tight schedules became apparent.
Two rounds a day until the true king is decided.
Such rules require the fighter to knock out the opponent as quickly as possible in the match, and how much physical strength can be maintained.
Therefore, the afternoon game is bound to become even more bloody.
"Ms. Tan, how do you feel?"
Uncle Cousin had to face the reality, he spent a lot of money to collect the masters from outside, and he couldn't compare to the long-legged eldest sister Tan Xiufen who was close in front of him.
"Me?"
Sister Tan pointed to herself, "I feel...... I want to meet a local master who is good at Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, after all, I have been studying this for the other day, and if I can't meet it, it always feels like a waste of time. ”
Staring at Sister Tan's face for five seconds, Uncle Tang confirmed that the other party was not joking, and immediately lowered his head.
Everyone's not on the same channel!
What I want to ask is, what is your state, but you told me that you are afraid that the time you will waste watching the video...... Those who practice boxing are really not good at their heads!
After lunch, before the players could rest, the second round of the draw began.
Like the Indians with broken ribs, there were twenty-two who could not compete.
The number of people who drew lots became one hundred and sixty.
Little Stunner drew the number seventy-nine this time, which is a good number, and theoretically, her fighter can rest for a while.
If you run into all three octagonal cages, you won't even be able to take the stage until the evening.
In the morning game, the karate master who spent a lot of physical strength and suffered a few hard moves was unsurprisingly eliminated, and the opponent was a local master who was in the heart of Sister Tan, but he won by kicking the head of the slow-moving karate master, and Jiu-Jitsu was not shown.
The Russian strong man survived to the end, relying on ground skills to suppress his opponent, and after exhausting his physical strength, the opponent conceded defeat and gave up.
However, the polar bear's own consumption is not small, and there are a few more injuries on his face, he is very glad that the next round is tomorrow morning, and if the night battle continues in the evening, he will definitely abstain.
In the second round, deaths began to appear.
There were four contestants in a row who were hit in the head by heavy hands and lost their lives, and one unlucky guy was punctured by broken ribs and lobes of his lungs, and lost his life when doctors were in short supply.
Whether or not the cowboy fight is a legal event, whether it is held in a stadium in Murd Town, or whether it is packed with onlookers, it does not change the essence of black market boxing.
Black market boxing is different from other fighting competitions, there are no rules in the octagon, just endless kills and cheering spectators.
Finally, it was Sister Tan's turn to enter, and the little stunner suddenly began to worry.
The afternoon game was full of flesh and blood, and the brutality was greatly increased, and the intensity was far from being comparable to the first round.
"Don't worry, boss. ”
Sister Tan was calm as if she was going to the supermarket to buy ingredients for dinner, "Only with the tempering of top masters can I get a breakthrough...... This is what I've always dreamed of!"
"It's so imposing!"
Looking at the back of Sister Tan walking into the octagonal cage, Brother Kui hugged Lu Xiaochuan's neck and sighed loudly, "To reach the height of Sister Tan, this life is worth it!"
Break through the top martial artists and break the confinement of physical potential...... In this realm, buddy can't compare!
"You say, how about I give Sister Tan a special training tonight?"
Lu Xiaochuan thought thoughtfully, "You know those, it's useless for Sister Tan to learn it, maybe I can use that little thing." ”
"Great idea!"
Brother Kui nodded yes, "Speaking of which, in the future, our brothers have also cultivated a generation of grandmasters!"
"!"
Lu Xiaochuan slapped Brother Kui's hand away, "I cultivated it, it has nothing to do with you!"
In the octagon, Sister Tan stood opposite a Muay Thai fighter.
Dark skin, rough looks, and wolf-like eyes.
He's a master!
As if the same kind can perceive each other, the Muay Thai fighter also discovered the difference between Sister Tan.
Rarely, there was an unhurried salute in the Octagon Cage, and even after the referee announced the start of the match, the two sides exchanged fists in a friendly manner.
After the morning game, no one dared to underestimate Sister Tan anymore.
One blow kills, and Catalan's idiot is admitted to the hospital.
And the appearance of the rebuke broadcast also attracted the attention of many people, because he was the champion of the black market boxing tournament in Siam last year!