Out of the lounge, through a slightly dimly lit corridor, the referee neatly pushed the iron door open, and suddenly a deafening sound came.

Appearing as a player is very different from sitting in the audience yesterday.

I was very calm when I went out, but at the moment I was instantly excited.

The blood on my body was boiling, making me so hot that I was breathing short.

Perhaps, this is the charm of the ring!

I looked up and took a serious look at the arena, and there were at least 1,000 people sitting in the audience seats on both sides.

In the center of the nine iron cage rings, there is a small wooden platform on which the rookie king trophy of this new star competition is placed.

The trophy is not golden, but is made of rare sky blue material, and the shape is carved of a sword-dancing ancient, which looks interesting.

This trophy was not taken out yesterday, but I heard Xiao Xia's introduction in advance, and I put it on today.

At this time, the match in the ring had just ended, and the staff quickly and simply dealt with the ring.

When the nine people opposite me were ready, the referee took the nine people on our side and walked into their respective iron cages.

In an instant, there was deafening applause from the audience on both sides again.

There were even people shouting and whistling excitedly, and it seemed that the previous round of the game had ignited their enthusiasm.

When I came on stage, out of the corner of my eye, I was under the stage and there was a young man being carried away by several people.

The man's mouth and nose were bleeding, his face was pale, he was paralyzed and couldn't move, and he probably couldn't live.

Killing people in the ring, at least I didn't see it at yesterday's auditions.

This also proves that the intensity of the competition is getting bigger and bigger.

I followed the referee into the iron cage ring, and a strong smell of blood instantly reached my nostrils.

I used to look at it from a distance, thinking that there were only some blood stains in the ring, but the whole was quite tidy.

When I stepped on it in person today, I found that the blood on it had penetrated and dried up, and I couldn't wash it off.

As everyone knows, the danger in the ring is only known if you have experienced it.

I couldn't help but be seriously vigilant, and I also gave the greatest respect to this ring.

At this time, my opponent was also brought up.

He was dressed in a black and white tracksuit, looked like he was twenty-five or sixteen, had curly hair, and had a well-proportioned and sturdy figure.

The two fists are rough and wide, with calluses on the joints, and he is a fighter.

If the contents of the envelope are correct, this person is Huang Lifeng.

When I looked at him, he was looking at me, too.

There was some surprise in his eyes, obviously he didn't expect that his opponent was a boy who looked like a student.

The referee pulled us closer and said quickly:

"In the ring, life and death are fateful. ”

"You can beg for mercy in advance, but you can't quit early. ”

"Other than that, if you fall down, the game can stop. ”

"Let's go!"

As the referee started, Huang Lifeng and I instinctively took two steps back.

He took the lead in making a fist gesture at me, and shouted earnestly but with a strong sense of ceremony:

"Southern Fist, Huang Lifeng!"

I was stunned, remembering the martial arts clips in the movie, and I thought it was fun.

So, he also gestured at him and said:

"Xingyi Fist, Li Xiao. ”

Huang Lifeng bent his mouth and smiled confidently, then his body swung quickly, his feet stood firmly in front and back, and his fist posture was also ready to attack and defend.

Seeing this, I also leaned over and put on a fist posture.

Huang Lifeng kicked on his hind feet, like a predatory tiger and leopard, and pounced in an instant.

I could even hear the whirring fist that came out of him when he threw his fist.

There was no time to relax at all, and it was a dense attack, and his fists rained down with both speed and power.

I instinctively moved my feet, constantly changing positions, allowing my fists to fall along the tip of my nose and around my waist.

Because his punches were so fast, I didn't have time to fight back for a while.

Although this Huang Lifeng only has the cultivation of the second grade of Lingye, in terms of boxing skills, he is definitely top-notch.

I took advantage of the break between his punches and quickly retracted and stepped back until I was leaning against the edge of the iron cage.

It's almost already tentative......

At this time, I heard the audience closest to my iron cage shouting:

"What's the point of just running, fight back!"

"The two of them had a good fist swing at the beginning, and they thought it was a master duel, but it seemed that it was nothing more than that, another pretending to be a criminal. ”

"Don't pretend to be Xingyi Fist, okay, get out of here early!"

Huang Lifeng, who was standing opposite me, also heard these difficult words.

He didn't rush to attack me, but put his fist again on the spot, hooked his hand at me, and smiled kindly:

"Little brother, don't be nervous, show your true strength to fight with me. ”

"Don't worry, I won't hurt you!"

I patted the ash on my shoulder from the edge of the cage, exhaled, and smiled:

"Thanks!"

"Just ......"

Huang Lifeng looked like a big brother taking care of his little brother and asked:

"Just what?"

I leaned over again, took a standard Xingyi fist pose, and whispered:

"It's just, I'm afraid I'll hurt you!"

Huang Lifeng's face stiffened, and he laughed a little angrily, and then rushed towards me again.

His fists and feet are used in tandem, and only a master will pay attention to these details.

But I've already figured out his moves, and even though he's fast, it's still not enough in front of me.

I had already figured out the path of his punch, and my body bent backwards.

Without giving him a chance to be surprised, I quickly bounced up again and slammed my elbow into his abdomen.

Huang Lifeng originally smashed his fist at me, but hurriedly retracted it to cover the hole in his abdomen.

And the true and false of Xingyi Fist, the virtual and the real, is its most powerful place.

My elbow slammed down, and while he was putting all his energy on his abdomen, I struck with a fist hidden in my left waist.

"Bang!" punched, slamming firmly into his shoulder.

Huang Lifeng's face was frightened, and it was too late to remedy it.

The bones of his shoulders crackled, and then his body fell back crookedly.

Huang Lifeng was in a panic, and he wanted to try to stabilize his body with one hand.

But my knees were already jumping up like the wind, and they were hitting him straight in the chest.

This time, if he does not stop, he will definitely die.

Huang Lifeng had no choice but to give up the stability of his body and raise his arms to block his chest, but the whole person had been beaten backwards by my continuous strength.

In the end, it hit the edge of the iron cage hard, and his body was about to fall out.

I ran quickly, grabbed his wrist, and pulled him back.

Huang Lifeng took advantage of a backflip before jumping back into the middle of the ring.

He gave me a grateful look, covered his chest, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

In the end, they all half-squatted on the ground with some unsteady footing......

……

The spectators on both sides of the ring, who were close to the ring, were silent for a few seconds, and then erupted in deafening applause.

I don't even know when their eyes have been on the duel between me and Huang Lifeng.

Because the reversal is too big, the few evil speakers who were close to us just now also shouted dumbfounded:

"This ...... It's not going to be a drain...... right?"

"That Li Xiao's action just now is not something that ordinary people can do. ”

"It seems that our brothers have a time when they look away!"

……

After Huang Lifeng rested for a while, he arched his hand to me again, a little embarrassed and grateful, and didn't dare to look at me:

"Thank you Brother Li Xiao for giving face, I, Huang Lifeng, am convinced!"

I smiled indifferently:

"Brother Huang's southern fist is also very tight!"

The referee came up and looked at me a few more times, and the look in my eyes was different.

He walked up to Huang Lifeng again, coughed dryly twice, and asked:

"Throw in the towel?"

Huang Lifeng lowered his head and clenched his fists again and said embarrassedly:

"Throw in the towel!"

The referee immediately walked up to me, and his originally cold face squeezed a smile at me, which made me get goosebumps.

Then he grabbed my hand, raised it and shouted:

"This game, Li Xiaosheng!"