There was an uproar.

Although this is a black boxing ring, there are rules between fighters, and you can fight casually in the ring, but not under the ring.

Like this Muay Thai fighter, it would be too much to break the rules if everyone got out of the ring and still didn't let go.

Immediately, the security personnel who maintained order rushed over, guarding the sanda boxer, and vigilantly surrounded the Muay Thai fighter, all holding various weapons in their hands.

After all, almost every black boxer has the ability to kill people with their bare hands, and security personnel are also human beings and must be careful.

The Muay Thai fighter smiled and flipped into the ring.

"I don't know what your rules are here, but now I want to play, which of you will come up?"

He just walked around the stage with his arms outstretched, swaggering, and staring at the crowd in the audience.

The audience in the audience also discussed, after all, this kind of thing had never been encountered before.

Zheng Tu's face was unhappy, this competition was organized by him, and there are relatively strict rules for participation, like a Muay Thai fighter, his face is not good-looking.

"Which of you is on?"

The Muay Thai fighter is still inviting to fight: "Didn't you fight fiercely just now, come again!"

Still no one came to the stage, and many players showed hesitant looks, obviously seeing the process of their companions being seriously injured just now.

"I said Sanguang, you're a bit unauthentic, aren't you?"

Zheng Tu suddenly said to Li Sanguang next to him: "Our game is put at the end, how can others compare with each other in this halfway?"

Li Sanguang shrugged: "Don't you think those games are boring? ”

Arrogant, arrogant, and unstoppable!

Zheng Tu's hands holding the wheelchair were white, he let out a long breath, looked at Jiang Fan, and asked for his opinion.

Jiang Fan frowned, and just when he wanted to say something, there was already a change on the stage.

The Pacha on the stage spoke more and more unpleasantly, and in the end, even kung fu was a showmanship, and the words of taekwondo and karate came out.

"Chinese kung fu is blown out, otherwise why wouldn't there be a kung fu champion in the UFC? Although I don't guarantee that you will be able to sweep the world after learning Muay Thai, it is still okay to sweep Kung Fu, who will come up? I can teach you a lesson for free!"

Arrogance, domineering, unstoppable!

But these words angered those other players in the audience, especially those who learned sanda, after all, sanda is conjured up in kung fu, and now Pacha despises kung fu, in fact, he is despising sanda!

"I'm coming!"

A fighter with a beard jumped up and was 1.90 meters long!

"It's Zhao Chen!"

"The national heavyweight champion!"

"Zhao Chen is amazing, go and beat this Muay Thai guy!"

"I bet 10,000, Zhao Chen wins!"

"50,000, Zhao Chen wins!"

……

Many people were enraged by Pacha's arrogance, and they placed heavy bets on Zhao Chen.

Seeing that someone finally stood up, Pacha smiled, moved the joints of his body, and suddenly made a clicking sound.

After Zheng Tu saw that it was Zhao Chen, his originally tense heart also relaxed a little, and he tilted his head and asked Jiang Fan, "Who do you think will win?"

Jiang Fan's expression was still faint: "Muay Thai!"

What the?

Zheng Tu looked at Jiang Fan in surprise, not understanding why he said this.

"This Muay Thai fighter has an unusual background, far from being something that ordinary sanda boxers can handle, I just hope that this Zhao Chen can get out of the way. Jiang Fan said again.

At this time, Zhao Chen had already turned over into the ring, standing one meter away from Pacha.

The referee stood beside the two of them, and after asking if there was no problem, he pressed his hand: "Let's go!"

Zhao Chen quickly retreated, staring at Pacha's body with a pair of eagle eyes, looking for possible flaws.

Pacha, on the other hand, was still sloppy, like walking down the street.

Seeing this, the surrounding audience roared angrily, and all kinds of foul language emerged one after another.

After all, Pacha's actions were too insulting, and in the eyes of Zhao Chen's supporters, this was contempt for Zhao Chen, and in the eyes of those who had just bet on Pacha, Pacha was joking with his own bets again.

Zheng Tu also frowned when he saw it, although he didn't know how to box, but he watched a lot, so he knew a little bit, this Pacha was obviously looking for death.

Zhao Chen was also angry, he was a real professional team, and he only started to fight black boxing because he made some mistakes that men would make and was cleared.

Because of this, he has always been proud of his Sanda identity, and now that he sees someone openly insulting Kung Fu and insulting Sanda, he decides to beat his opponent to the point that he can't take care of himself.

Suddenly, he shook his fist, and after his eyes were attracted, he kicked Pacha's knee hard!

Punches and feet, not a killer, but Zhao Chen came out ruthlessly and quickly, and he barely reacted, and his knee was kicked!

Feeling the shock force, Zhao Chen was overjoyed, and then he was about to go on a chain of punches. Because in his prediction, all those who are kicked by him will stand unsteadily without exception, and the empty door will be exposed, as long as they keep up, they will account for most of the winning side.

However......

Just when Zhao Chen was on the chain punch, he suddenly felt a pain in his left leg and knee, as if he had been cut by a steel knife!

He gasped, and just as he tried to stabilize his body, he felt that his body began to lose its center of gravity, and then involuntarily fell towards the countertop......

This, what's going on?

Zhao Chen didn't know, but the surrounding audience could see it clearly, although Zhao Chen's sneak attack kicked the opponent's Pacha, but they didn't even move at all. He even immediately raised his leg to fight back, and kicked Zhao Chen's knee!

In just one moment, Zhao Chen's knee was kicked and deformed, and it was obviously a broken bone from being kicked!

Then Zhao Chen fell to the ground, rolling around holding his kicked and broken right leg.

Is this a loss?

The surrounding audience was stunned when they saw this scene.

Zhao Chen, a dignified generation of boxing champions, didn't even block a face!

Pacha...... Is it so powerful?

Zheng Tu's face sank, and his hands tightly grasped the handles of the wheelchair.

He wasn't afraid that Pacha would be powerful, after all, Jiang Fan beside him was a master of the Transformation Realm. But it is obvious that this will increase Li Sanguang's morale, and he will be ridiculed again.

Sure enough, Li Sanguang laughed when he saw this scene: "Brother Zheng, it seems that your so-called master here has a lot of water, and he can't even stop my people's moves...... Haha!"

Zheng Tu gritted his teeth and didn't speak.

And at this time, the situation on the stage has changed in horror!