What is the deadliest fighting match in the world?

Muay Thai fights, kickboxing fights, or no-limit fighting matches?

The mortality rate of these types of competitions is indeed high, but compared to the arena fighting matches, they are a drop in the bucket. Arena fighting matches have a mortality rate of almost 90 percent, and each fighter has to sign a life and death contract before it begins.

It shows how cruel this competition is!

The facts show that, as Meng Ziyao said, Wang Yulong seems to be very glamorous on the surface, but in fact, in the entire Beihai Wang's family, it is nothing. It was evident from the fact that he had been following the magnificent man, like a pug.

After the noble man said this, Meng Zichun and Meng Ziyan looked at Lin Feng with annoyance.

In the eyes of the two of them, the reason why they can make the Beihai team gossip and look down on them is because of Lin Feng, the captain.

As everyone knows, a few days ago, Wang Yulong had just been taught a lesson by Lin Feng, and he had been thinking about how to take revenge.

Lin Feng didn't pay attention to the gorgeous man, and Meng Zichun and the two of them felt embarrassed and didn't talk much.

On the screen, the countdown begins!

First a fighter came out and started a fight with a martial artist who was known for his speed.

Why is one of them known for his speed?

It can be seen from the fact that he is wearing a pair of sweatpants and has well-developed thigh muscles.

"I know the tall and thin man on the left, known as Wind Legs, who is the champion of 30 consecutive wins in the arena, on the other hand, the fighter has only just completed 10 consecutive victories after winning, and it seems that there is no complaint about the victory or defeat in this game. ”

After Mencius finished his serious analysis, he ran out and behaved very confidently.

Just as Meng Ziyan hesitated and was about to get up, Lin Feng stopped her: "You want to bet?"

"So what? The answer is obvious, is it foolish not to bet?"

In this underground arena, it is possible to place bets, attracting rich people from all sides.

A single month's turnover is a sky-high figure!

"Listen to me, buy that fighter and win. ”

Lin Feng pondered, but still decided to speak.

Anyway, their pocket money was not much, and since Lin Feng was present, he couldn't stand idly by.

Who knew that Meng Ziyan couldn't hear Lin Feng's words at all, so he glanced at him and walked out: "Take care of yourself." ”

Lin Feng smiled bitterly twice, they didn't believe in themselves, then there was no way.

Ten minutes had passed.

The tall and thin man with "wind legs", even though he was very fast, it seemed that he had the upper hand, but in fact he had been passive. On the surface, the fighter seems to be unable to parry, but in fact he looks very calm.

Because no matter how fast Ren Feng's legs were, they couldn't break through his physical defenses at all.

After another few minutes, the fighters gradually began to fight back, and the wind legs gradually had only the share of defense.

If nothing else, Wind Leg will soon be defeated.

"Damn! This is a release of water, obviously it can be defeated in one fell swoop at the beginning!"

Meng Zichun watched from the side, gritted his teeth, and cursed loudly.

Meng Ziyan's face was also very ugly, and she despised Lin Feng even more, all because of his fault, if it wasn't for Lin Feng suddenly stopping herself, then she would definitely think more about which player to buy to win, and there was no need to lose money.

"I've told her in advance, why are you still looking at me with this expression?"

Lin Feng was silently puzzled in his heart, and did not make any other moves.

"Luck is not bad, blind and blind, let him be blind. Wang Yulong said coldly on the side.

When Lin Feng called Meng Ziyan, it happened that Wang Yulong was also beside him, and he could hear it clearly.

Finally, in the arena, the fighter caught the flaw when Wind Leg slowed down, and hit Wind Leg in the head with a high kick, how could Wind Leg resist the sudden burst of physical strength of the boxer?

"Bang!"

A huge muffled sound also bombarded the hearts of the audience, extremely shocking.

Wind Leg was kicked by the boxer, and blood flowed from his eyes, nose, ears, and mouth, and his body was more like a big tree that had been macheted, and he fell to the ground with a bang, kicking up a cloud of dust that filled the light overhead in the center.

After a brief silence, thunderous applause erupted, followed by a roar of cheers.

This wind leg has an extremely serious brain injury, and even if he doesn't die, it is estimated that he will become a vegetative person because of brain damage.

Cruelty, gore, violence, and perfect physical combat!

Here, where mercy is ridiculed, cruelty is the most welcome.

Here, the unparalleled visual shock will be magnified countless times to satisfy the audience's strong desire for stimulation.

Here, it is a visual feast to enjoy, and the variables of the game make countless rich people happy to come.

"In this game, declare the Iron Fist victory!"

The referee's verdict once again drew the howls of a large number of spectators.

The second fight was not as exciting as the first one, it was a duel between two fighters of similar strength, and the process was a little boring until the end, and many people were all boosing.

However, Lin Feng analyzed it correctly, Meng Ziyan and Meng Zichun didn't bet, but the people around them heard it.

Combined with Lin Feng's spoilers in the last game, this time many people around listened to Lin Feng's words and bought bets and won a lot.

"Cowhide, brother, who do you think I should buy in the third game?"

Someone next to him asked, and now Meng Ziyan and Meng Zichun took the initiative to look at Lin Feng, including Wang Yulong and others on the other side.

Lin Feng shook his head and said with a smile: "I have friends this time, so it's inconvenient for me to say too much." ”

"I believe you, I'll buy your brother's, anyway, I heard you win a lot in the last game!"

A man in a suit smiled at Lin Feng, and after finishing speaking, he got up and ran to place a bet.

"In this game, the 49-win Xiaobawang is strong against the 63-win Muay Thai king Zang Kun!

This is also a strong battle of honor, if you win this game, then the strong will become another 50-game winning streak powerhouse in the arena!

The answer will be revealed soon, so please wait and see!"

After the host finished speaking, it fully stimulated the senses of all the audience present.

Strong, eight or nine is not far from ten, it is the pseudonym of Daqiang, after all, as long as there is victory or defeat here, there is no right or wrong.

If you win, you win honor and money.

If you lose, you will probably have to lose your life on the arena.

"You're not going to be able to win fifty in a row!"

Zang Kun's eyes were extremely vicious, he licked the back of his left hand disgustingly, and sneered at Daqiang.

In Da Qiang's eyes, the battle intent was also stimulated, and it was also full of dangerous smell.

"Open ......"

Just as the referee was about to speak, he was suddenly interrupted by a voice from the audience.

"Stop!"

Lin Feng shouted loudly, startling a few people around him.

"What are you going to do? Cause trouble here, no one can protect you!"

Meng Ziyan frowned and said secretly to Lin Feng.

Mencius was happy to see the firelight, and Wang Yulong and the others all looked at Lin Feng unkindly.

Causing trouble in the arena is almost no different from not dying, it is completely an act of looking for death.

"I want to give a strong boost, that's fine, right?"

As soon as Lin Feng's words fell, all the audience were discussing, and most of them scolded Lin Feng for not knowing what to do.

Lin Feng didn't mind, and after the referee agreed according to the process, he ran to Daqiang's ear and said a few words to him.

It wasn't until Lin Feng returned to the audience that Da Qiang still frowned, and finally glanced in Lin Feng's direction a few times before returning to the arena and shouting at Zang Kun: "Come on, I'm ready, today is the day I will enter the fifty consecutive victories!"

Da Qiang roared angrily, and his momentum rose to the top at once.

The battle of life and death is about to break out!