On the day of the boxing match between Zhuo Li and Yang Haotian, the Hujiao boxing stadium was crowded with people, and the seats were full. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This boxing match has attracted great attention in Nanhua City, and it is said that the amount of bets placed on the peripheral casinos has broken the historical record, reaching a staggering 450 million, and it is likely to break the 500 million mark before the start of the game.

In the VIP box stand on the west side of the stadium, the owner of the stadium, Wei Tianzheng, accompanied a young man with a comb on his back with a sneer.

"Mr. Li, this is the best box in the entire boxing arena, and I specially reserved it for you." Wei Tian, who has always been arrogant and domineering, was carefully patting his ass at this time, "This is the best ice wine in Zhiyuanxing, 100,000 yuan a bottle, ordinary people can't buy it, you taste it, it's definitely the best." ”

This young man surnamed Li is a martial artist of the Martial Arts Alliance. However, he was obviously not very face-saving, and he didn't look at the ice wine handed over by Wei Tian. "Old Wei, I've drunk all the best ice wine in the Xuanwu Galaxy, don't come to these vains, wait a minute, if that boxer is not as good as you say, waste my time, I will turn my face."

"Haha, look at what you said, I don't dare to lie to you even if I borrow ten guts!" Wei Tian's hand holding the wine glass froze in the air, but there was no embarrassment on his face, this skill was really admirable. "Yang Haotian is definitely a martial artist Miao Zi with the potential of a grandmaster, and you have made a great contribution to recommending him to the alliance headquarters."

"Hmph." Wu Tan, surnamed Li, snorted coldly and did not answer.

At this point, there was a violent cheer from the crowd inside the ring, and the two fighters walked into the ring from their respective rest lanes.

Wu Tan surnamed Li turned on his face, turned on the camera equipment he carried with him, and focused on the upcoming boxing match.

Wei Tian put down the wine glass in his hand in a sneer, with a sneer on his face, but he secretly said in his heart, a kid who has not grown all his hair, what do you pretend to be with me, if it weren't for the Martial Arts Alliance, I would definitely chop you up and feed the dog!

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Zhuo Li walked down the path leading to the ring, flanked by frantic spectators, whose shouts almost shattered the rooftops dozens of meters high.

He enjoyed the atmosphere, but he enjoyed the feeling even more after the victory.

"I must win today's boxing match!"

Zhuo Li turned over and jumped into the ring, and opposite him was the real ace of the Tiger Jiao Boxing Stadium and the overlord of the underground boxing arena in Nanhua City, Yang Haotian.

Both men walked to the center of the ring and stood face to face, their eyes staring at each other, and the sound of sparks and lightning almost ringing in the air.

If Yang Haotian is a terrifying "blood eagle", strong and powerful, domineering and exposed.

Na Zhuoli is more like a falcon, more lean, sharper, more agile.

The mere fact that these two people stood there ignited the boiling point of the audience, and the audience shouted wildly. No matter who wins or loses today, the real king of the underground boxing scene in Nanhua City will be born!

Needle tip to wheat mang!

"Yang Haotian, you asked Wei Tian to bribe me, let me play fake boxing, and deliberately lose to you." Before the referee announced the start of the game, Zhuo Li stared at Yang Haotian's eyes and said, "I'm going to tell you, dreaming!" Today, I'm going to beat you completely, and then I'm going to get stronger and stronger! ”

Yang Haotian's pupils shrank, and a murderous aura emanated silently, making the well-informed referees on the side feel a little uncomfortable.

"Guts! It's a pity, an idiot. Yang Haotian grinned and licked his lips, "I regret that I didn't want to beat you to death on the spot, since you killed yourself, then you can't blame me, oh hehe, I will definitely punch you to death!" ”

The two of them, no one is afraid of anyone, they are full of confidence, and this one is a real battle of the dragon.

After checking the outfits of both men again, the referee stepped out of the ring to declare the start of the bout.

It's just that the inspection of Zhuo Li is very strict, but for Yang Haotian, he just coped with things.

As soon as the fight was about to start, the air in the entire ring was filled with a burning smell, and the screams that had burst eardrums stopped eerily for 3 seconds, which was the suffocating calm before the fight.

Bite!

The referee rang the bell, and Zhuo Li was the beginning to Yang Haotian!

Wow!

The whole stadium is boiling again, and it's even crazier than before!

It was Zhuo Li who shot first. His punch is straight, simple, but heavy, and that's what it is.

As soon as it is shot, it is the realm of great perfection.

The fist pierced through the air, making a grinding sound that almost burst into flames.

In the face of such a punch, Yang Haotian also changed slightly, he didn't expect Zhuo Li to be so strong.

However, it was only slightly surprised.

He Yang Haotian has been rampant in Nanhua City for several years, what kind of opponent has not been seen, many famous masters have fallen into his hands, if Zhuo Li's strength is limited to this, today's boxing match will be too unchallenging.

Even so, Yang Haotian didn't dare to be careless, held his breath and concentrated, raised his arms and knees, and blocked Zhuo Li's menacing punch.

However, when the fists and arms met, Yang Haotian's face changed greatly, not because the fist was too strong, but because it was too weak!

Zhuo Li's punch seems to be a broken cauldron and a full blow, but in fact, it is strong on the outside and dry in the middle, and it is actually a light and fluttering punch.

This punch is a false move.

"Why, I didn't think my punch would be so light?" Zhuo Li's eyes were full of banter when he looked at Yang Haotian, "Heavy fist, here!" ”

The real killer move is hidden in Zhuo Li's left fist!

The last punch, just a false move, caused the momentum of burning air. And this punch, Zhuo Li had no reservations, and actually made the sound of a fighter flying through the sky in ancient times, and hit Yang Haotian's waist and eyes hard.

"Impossible! How could you be so fast! Ahh

For the first time, a frightened look appeared in Yang Haotian's eyes, but the roar turned into a miserable scream in the middle of the way.

Zhuo Li's punch sealed all the dodge angles, there was no way to avoid it, and it hit Yang Haotian's waist and eye firmly, and the dark energy of the second realm of the collapse fist was fully launched, and under the multiple forces, Yang Haotian, nicknamed Blood Eagle, was beaten into a convulsive eagle.

Zhuo Li was unforgiving, took advantage of the victory to pursue, forced Yang Haotian in the corner of the boxing ring, chased and beat fiercely, punching to the flesh, and for a while his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and his face was already covered with blood.

"Zhuoli! Zhuoli! Zhuoli! ”

In the stands, the spectators who bought Zhuo Li Ying frantically shouted Zhuo Li's name, and their eyes were full of worship of their heroes.

"Fuck, this blood eagle Yang Haotian is like a chicken! What the! Fight back! ”

And the audience who bought Yang Haotian gritted their teeth one by one and greeted Yang Haotian's ancestors for eighteen generations.

In the VIP box, Wei Tian's face was pale, he didn't expect that Yang Haotian, who was blown higher than the sky before the game, was so vulnerable, and he almost fell into a defeat just after the game started.

He secretly glanced at Mr. Martial Detective of the Martial Arts Alliance, but was surprised to find that Mr. Li's expression had not changed much. Could it be that the real situation is not as seen on the scene?

Thinking of this, Wei Tian said tentatively: "Mr. Li, Yang Haotian is powerful, but he was a little careless at the beginning, so he was temporarily suppressed, and the final victory will definitely be Yang Haotian." ”

Mr. Li didn't even look at Wei Tian, his attention was always focused on the ring, and he subconsciously replied, "Yes, this Yang Haotian is good, he is a martial artist seedling." ”

Wei Tian was overjoyed in his heart, and was about to vigorously flatter a few words, but he heard Mr. Li continue, "What's even more powerful is this Zhuo Li!" At this age, he actually practiced Collapse Fist to the realm of dark strength, and he was definitely a genius! Such a talent, the Warrior Alliance will never miss it. Lao Wei, this time, you recommend meritorious! ”

Wei Tian's face instantly turned pale. Zhuoli!? Unexpectedly, Mr. Li actually fell in love with this kid! If Zhuo Li really won Yang Haotian, wouldn't all his efforts be a wedding dress for Zhuo Li!?

Unwilling, Wei Tian will never be reconciled!

"Yang Haotian, you fight for me, you must win!" Wei Tian let out a wild cry in his heart.