Chapter Thirty-Eight: One Fight Club
In the large room, all kinds of equipment were placed everywhere, and more than a dozen shirtless men with fist gloves waved every muscle of their bodies in their respective corners, showing their strength and ferocity.
Many of the equipment here, such as dummy sandbags, battle ropes, and several cage-shaped rings in the center of the room, Xia Lian had seen them for the first time.
"Little brother!" Chen Zhantian walked out of a room with a cigar hanging and said with a smile: "How about this place, all the equipment is complete, it can be said that it is the most professional boxing gym in the city." ”
"Test if you can get out of the ring alive. Chen Zhantian asked lightly: "Of course, my suggestion is that you practice here for a while first." When you're ready, take this test, and then I'll help you set up the race. How is it?" Chen Zhantian laughed again, like a father smiling innocently and happily at his own son.
As the referee started, the inch-headed man rushed towards Xia Lian. Chen Zhantian said to Xia Lian again: "Let me give you a brief introduction to the rules first, this is mixed martial arts, and you can use all techniques." The only thing that is forbidden is crotch kicking. On top of that, considering that you're a novice, he can't use his knees and elbows, you can use any part, and when you fall to the ground, he can't attack you anymore, but you can attack him. If you want to surrender, you will slap the ground continuously, and the opponent will be determined to win. 5 minutes for a round, survive a round, even if you win!" Chen Zhantian smiled mysteriously, pointed to a cage-style ring next to him, and said, "The five minutes outside and inside are two different worlds. ”
"No, I bet this kid won't last 30 seconds. ”
"No, I bet this kid won't last 30 seconds. ”
"Little brother, you can indeed make a lot of money by playing competitions, but do you know what you have to face?" Chen Zhantian put his arm around Xia Lian's shoulders and pointed to the men around him who were struggling to exercise their body muscles and said, "These people have been practicing for at least three months, and their physical fitness, strength, speed, and ability to resist attacks are much higher than ordinary people. But at best, they can only play some low-level games and get some appearance fees and bonuses. If you want to participate in a door-to-door event, if you don't have 2 years of skills, you will be abused, and you may even die. ”
"Can you help me arrange the competition? I want to make money!" Xia Lian said without any disguise, with a serious face.
However, the other party did not panic at all, and immediately blocked his hands in front of his chest, and pressed his elbows against Xia Lian's shoulders, making it difficult for him to exert himself.
"These things can save your life!" Chen Zhantian slammed the protective gear on Xia Lian's chest lightly, and said, "After you get used to it, you will get used to it." Open your mouth!" with that, he shoved a brace into his mouth.
Pushing open the glass door of the reception hall of the hall, I suddenly heard the noise inside, countless people struggling to hit sandbags, holding various fitness equipment, and at the same time making a rough and rhythmic gasping sound.