Chapter 128: My fate is up to me

In order to exercise his mind, Qin Yang decided to watch this last game again. After that, head to the lounge to see the whirlwind legs.

"This mad leopard, is it going to fight all the people in the Night Fire Boxing Arena?" Qin Yang asked.

"No, he came as a challenger, so there were only two fights today. Once today's day passes, the next time will be at least half a month later. Too often, it's easy to provoke a gang war. Uncle Jian said in a low voice.

The words fell, and another boxer was hugged and came to the stage, this Qin Yang also knew it, and it was a punch.

The two boxers in the first fight the night before yesterday were taken out by Chen Da today and used as a shield in front of the Wild Leopard.

The whirlwind leg has broken his hands, and he doesn't know how this punch will end.

After watching the game in which the whirlwind legs were abused, Qin Yang's heart was unbearable and retreated.

But it was only for a moment, and Qin Yang was firm again, so this game must be watched.

This is Qin Yang's determination to bid farewell to a comfortable life, and it is also a witness to embarking on the road to becoming stronger. The exercise of the mind has just begun.

This process will be very bloody and violent, and it will even exceed Qin Yang's expectations, and will be opposed to Qin Yang's conscience. But Qin Yang was ready.

The cheers of the audience are still so high, they don't know the identity of the wild leopard, and they don't know that what will be staged next is commercial malicious revenge.

As always, the last two boxing fights of the day are a must. No one notices that the situation today is a bit delicate, and today's fighters are a bit vicious.

"Come on, come on!"

"Kill him with one punch and avenge the whirlwind legs!"

"Fight!"

“……”

With the referee's whistle, the final boxing match of the day began.

Qin Yang had already expected the ending, and he would definitely not be able to defeat the mad leopard with one punch, and he couldn't even stand on the stage for more than a minute.

The leopard raised his head arrogantly, stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, as if standing in front of him was not an opponent, but a prey.

This action made a punch intimidating, and he couldn't help but take two steps back.

There was no way, he was unwilling to participate in this boxing match, which was forced by Chen Da.

"Ahh

A roar, this is a punch to give himself courage, and at the same time to hide the fear in his heart.

The mad leopard seemed to see that there was a sneer on his face, and his figure was like the wind, just a flash behind his opponent.

In the same way, he raised his knee and hit the back of the punch. That leg looks thin, but it is full of explosiveness.

All of a sudden, a punch was knocked to pieces, but his upper plate was much more stable than the whirlwind's legs, and this time he was hard to bear.

The leopard's movements were smooth, and he didn't pause, stretched out his arm and strangled the neck with a punch.

He pulled back hard, and at the same time, his right hand clasped the chest that had fallen with a fist, and it was firmly locked at once.

A fist struggled, trying to break free from the leopard's shackles, but the leopard's two hands were like pincers, unbreakable.

"Good!" the audience erupted in cheers again.

The wild leopard on the stage was not affected by the atmosphere below in the slightest, and his arms slowly tightened, as if he was playing with a plaything.

Soon, the face of the punch turned red. I was strangled by my neck and buckled my chest, and it was difficult to breathe.

The five fingers of the mad leopard were like blades, and the sharp nails had been embedded in the muscles of the chest of the fist, and blood had already flowed out.

Qin Yang forced himself to widen his eyes, enjoying this bloody and violent scene, enjoying this moment of inhuman abuse.

He didn't know what would happen in the next second, a madman like a mad leopard had already moved to the realm of no warning.

Qin Yang, who has super analytical insight, can't analyze what amazing moves this madman will make in the next second.

Maybe it's a brute force to twist off the head with a punch, or it may be a sharp claw that breaks through the chest, in short, it will be very tragic.

The inhuman torture lasted for more than ten seconds, and the face that fell with a punch had turned purple, and he was about to be suffocated to death.

At this time, the wild leopard seemed to be tired of this kind of play, and both arms were released at the same time, and the punch got a short respite.

In just a breath gap, the leopard shot again, kicking hard in the back with a punch.

The unlucky guy was just able to catch his breath, and before he could finish his breath, he was kicked away again.

Qin Yang saw it clearly, and he just inhaled this breath into his lungs with a punch, and he didn't have time to spit it out.

The huge impact force made the punch choke on this breath, and the body slammed into the protective rope and bounced to the ground.

This time, it was no longer a bloody scene, but a sense of suffocation and oppression.

Qin Yang, who was sitting in the audience, also had a feeling of breathlessness, and his chest was stuffy.

The shouts of the audience, overshadowing the coughing of a punch, became the main theme of the Night Fire Boxing Stadium.

In such a venue, the fighters are not worthy of pity, and only the victors are cheered.

"Qin Yang, you have to be ruthless, this is just a small scene. Qin Yang said to himself in his heart.

Before the leopard had enough, he slowly walked over to the side of the punch, raised his right foot, and kicked it down hard.

This kick kicked in the chest, and the body that fell with a punch bounced, like the lobster that Qin Yang had eaten just now, curled up together.

Another kick, in the same position, the body that fell with a punch bounced up again and fell.

The shouts of the audience also became rhythmic, and they became more frenzied with the rhythm of the leopard's feet.

Kick after kick, Qin Yang's heart was already numb, he didn't think about the feeling of lying on the ground with that unlucky guy, because the fate of the unlucky guy was controlled by someone.

And I, Qin Yang, my fate can only be controlled by myself!

At this moment, the trace of reluctance and retreat in Qin Yang's heart all disappeared and turned into ambition.

He won't leave, and even wants to dominate in this night fire boxing stadium and dominate in the underground boxing ring.

Because of Qin Yang, he will defeat all enemies and become the victor!

The brutal abuse in the ring lasted for two full minutes, during which the mad leopard made many kicks.

Now, the punch was lying on the ground and not moving, and his chest was not heaving, like a dead man.

The referee stepped up to the stage at the right time and declared the Panthers the winner. Immediately afterwards, two people came up and carried away the punch that did not know whether they were alive or dead.

"Uncle Jian, let's go, let's go see the whirlwind legs. Qin Yang said and stood up.

He won't worship the victor Leopard like the rest of the audience. Nor will he let out a fanatical cry to express his restless heart.

At this time, Qin Yang seemed extraordinarily calm.

"Let's go, Whirlwind Legs should be in the break room. Uncle Jian stood up and led the way in front.

Uncle Jian has been here for five years, and he has seen many boxers who have been carried off the stage. In comparison, the injury to the whirlwind leg was relatively light.

I remember that last year there was an unlucky fighter who broke a leg by a Russian Hercules, and it was directly broken, and the bones were exposed.

With such a serious injury, Chen Da did not arrange to send him to the hospital, and after being carried to the medical room to stop the bleeding and bandaged, no one paid attention to it.

The two of them made their way through the surging crowd, squeezed through the secret door, and walked around to the legendary lounge.

The lounge is not large, only more than 20 square meters, with four rows of benches in the middle and an LCD TV hanging on the wall.

There was a very old movie playing on the TV, and only Whirlwind Legs sat alone in the middle of the empty break room.

"Whirlwind Legs, I've come to see you. After Qin Yang finished speaking, he always felt that his nose was sour.

At this time, Whirlwind Legs, with his eyes closed and his face full of pain, was only draped with a blanket on his body, and a bottle of transparent liquid hung on the shelf next to him.

"You're here, you're here. Whirlwind Legs saw Qin Yang, and a smile squeezed out of the corners of his mouth.

None of the black boxers are normal, both hands of the whirlwind leg are broken, and they don't forget to joke with Qin Yang.

"How's your hand?" Qin Yang asked.

As soon as he spoke, Qin Yang secretly scolded himself for being a fool. Both hands are broken, what else can be done?

"It's broken, just connected the bones, and it's fine after a few months of rest. However, there must be sequelae of this, and I can't be a sparring partner for you in the future. Whirlwind Legs said with a smile.

This is a tough guy, who can still laugh after being so badly injured.

Qin Yang didn't know what to say, obviously he had a lot of comforting words that had been brewing for a long time, but he couldn't speak.

If it had been half an hour ago, Qin Yang might have said a lot of words to comfort this crippled fighter.

But now, when Qin Yang was determined to accept this bloody path, he suddenly felt that his comfort would hurt the self-esteem of Whirlwind Legs.

"That, what's the matter, it's also an acquaintance, do you have someone to take care of the whirlwind legs, if not, I'll arrange one for you." Uncle Jian walked to the front and said with a big grin.

This sentence really broke the embarrassing scene, and Qin Yang also sat down logically, watching Uncle Jian brag and fart on the side.

"I'm bothering you too much, Uncle Jian. Whirlwind Legs smiled sheepishly.

Three minutes before the start of the match, Whirlwind Legs didn't know that his opponent was a mad leopard, and he would end up crippled.

You may live a more comfortable life than others, but the danger is without warning.

"What's the trouble, don't worry, your hands will definitely be restored. Uncle Jian stood at a different angle and gave Whirlwind Leg a burst of comfort.

The three of them chatted a few more words, and the door of the lounge was pushed open, and two young men walked in carrying stretchers.

On the stretcher, lying down was a punch, this fighter who was still in the ring a few minutes ago.

After the young man put down the stretcher, he left in a hurry, as if this was the Nine Hells, and he would die if he stayed for a while.

"Why did you get hurt with a punch?" said Whirlwind Legs, surprised.

He's been lying in the break room since he's been injured, not knowing what's going on outside or how the panther has abused the hapless man.

"Just like you, you were beaten. Qin Yang said with a frown. "Uncle Jian, hurry up and contact to pick up the whirlwind legs, I'll go back first." ”

After speaking, Qin Yang got up and walked out of the lounge, and Uncle Jian also followed behind.

"Don't worry, you won't end up like this. If Chen Dana bastard wants to arrange for you to play this kind of game, I will be the first to refuse. Closing the door, Uncle Jian patted his chest and promised.