Chapter 109, Black Fist Arena (1)

The crowd was like a sea, the roar shook the sky, and when he really entered the black boxing arena near the restaurant, Di Cheng was immediately shocked by the grandeur of the arena and the eagerness of the scene. Due to the secrecy and high standard of the death fight, the scale of the arena and the atmosphere of the scene are limited, after all, the gamblers are often a wealthy man and a wealthy businessman, and the number of such people is naturally not large.

As long as you can pay a certain entrance fee, you can enter and watch, and you can decide whether to participate in gambling and the amount of gambling is completely up to you, and the restriction of this condition also virtually determines the scale of the two arenas.

Following Yuwen Huangxue's pace, Di Cheng and the others did not enter through the gate, but chose a hidden small door behind. The guards were a little flustered about their arrival, and greeted them respectfully. Of course, the target of panic and flattery is not Di Cheng, but Yuwen Huangxue in front.

"It's already started." Yuwen Huangxue smiled lightly. At this time, they stood on the fence specially vacated in the middle of the arena, and from then on, they could clearly see the ring ten meters away, and the duel between the two sides of the fierce battle on it was also very clear.

"You know him?" Di Cheng asked, at this time, there were two black boxers in the ring engaged in a fierce battle, one was a strong and hideous white man, and the other was a thin and handsome young man.

A slightly sharp long roar, the thin boy started again, * toe to move the ring, silent, fast as the wind, the body that had already been ready to shoot obliquely into the air, gorgeous twist one hundred and eighty degrees, across a distance of three meters, the seemingly slender right foot swept out from the most tricky angle, the timing and heat were excellent, tricky and ruthless.

His eyes were condensed, the white strong man had experienced a hundred battles and had outstanding achievements, but the young man in front of him, who was as flexible as a cat and attacked like a leopard, did not take the slightest advantage. Seeing that the other party was attacking again, he couldn't avoid it, and slapped his long legs with both hands on his side.

Bang! The limbs collided, making a dull sound, and the difference between strength and weakness was once again revealed, and the seemingly thin long legs burst out with strong attack power, turning the white man fiercely to the rubber fence behind him.

The boy leaned down, but did not pause, like a spring compressed to the extreme, ejected again, volleyed and tumbled like a great windmill, shook his toes, whistled down, and slammed hard at the back of the white man's head who had just been bounced open by the guardrail.

Bang! It was another vicious impact, the white man was struck by lightning, and he threw himself into the ring, his entire face was in full contact with the solid table, blood and water were scattered and splattered, and the sound of bones breaking was clearly resounded.

Good!!!! The roar of thunder resounded throughout the audience again, and the sharp whistles came and went, and even some people grabbed banknotes and shouted and swayed, causing a higher craze.

"Rate it." Yuwen Huangxue remained silent and asked simply.

"Sharp legs, flexible body, aggressive, should be a good player with legs. This person's whole body coordination ability is very strong, and there are many killing moves implied in one shot, his hands are closed but not gathered, and he is stretched but not expanded, which means that his bigger killing moves should be in his hands. "As an immortal myth in the death fighting area, Di Cheng, who has survived in the ring for five years, has a strong fighting sensitivity, and he can see the characteristics and hidden moves of the teenager at a glance.

Yuwen Huangxue's expression remained unchanged, as if he was not surprised by Di Cheng's exquisite analysis for a while, and said simply: "Keep watching." ”

The white man's body trembled, and he forced himself to stand up with perseverance, but he rarely picked up his right foot again and slapped the back of the opponent's head without hesitation.

The two heavy blows in quick succession made it difficult for the white man to hold on, and he twitched a few times and passed out.

The young man shook off the referee's intention to raise his hand in celebration, his face was arrogant, his palm was stretched out, his narrow eyes were swept, and he invited the audience!

The thin body was imposing, and the arrogant face dominated the audience, and the young man's actions once again detonated the audience.

"Brother Cheng, do you want me to go up and try it?" Yang Jing snorted coldly, he couldn't stand the arrogance of someone in front of him, although he had to admit that this young man's legs were very exquisite, but no matter how subtle he was, he could be better than the Shalang around him?

No way! Sha Lang's different bouncing ability from humans is destined to his innate advantage in the use of leg techniques, and unless there is an absolute gap between them, it is basically difficult to suppress it. Even when he was in Chixiang Prison, Di Cheng only came to seal his throat with a sword after careful observation.

At this time, the young man who slowly turned his body also noticed Di Cheng's existence, to be precise, it was because of the existence of Yuwen Huangxue that he paid some attention, and fixed his right palm, pointing at Di Cheng obliquely!

"It's really exciting, Brother Cheng, I'll go!" Yang Jing frowned, such a small person dared to be arrogant in front of him? The tiger is not powerful, when Lao Tzu is sick and the cat is sick.

"Wait." Di Cheng was unsure of the relationship between the other party and Yuwen Huangxue, so he had to hold him down for the time being.

Boom~~!! The ring trembled, and a strong man with a hideous face fell heavily into the ground, a short black shirt tightly wrapped around the upper body with amazingly developed muscles, and a large number of muscles bulged in the body like steamed buns, revealing a domineering and violent haze temperament, which was very visually impactful.

After taking the stage, the strong man didn't say a word, he rushed wildly, and threw a punch out of his head and face, no moves, and no fancy, authentic "wild boxing", but the boxing style is Huohuo, and the extra-large fist is quite scary.

The young man temporarily retracted his gaze, snorted coldly, did not retreat but advanced, his right leg came first, and he was fiercely pumped towards the strong man's lower abdomen like an iron whip, and the soaring speed did not give the other party the slightest reaction, and the crisp and dull impact sound directly pulled the opponent's burly body off the table.

One move! Just one move! The swift attack was stopped in an instant!

The thin body contains amazing explosive power, and the sharp moves are as fast as thunder and lightning, as if the young man does not want to give the slightest pity to anyone who dares to challenge his majesty, his body rotates, and he clenches the opponent's fist like an eagle hook in his left hand, and his left leg is like an extremely bent powerful spring, bounces up violently, and his toes kick heavily into the armpit of the strong man.

Click~~~ The bones split, and the heart-rending pain swept through half of the body, and in the face of such a precise and sharp impact, the strong man who was full of confidence was so vulnerable. He also received devil training in the training camp, and he also received baptism in the arena, and even achieved brilliant achievements, but why was he so fiercely blocked today.

The young man's sharp eyes were fixed on Di Cheng, dragging the strong man's right arm to turn around skillfully, and his shoulders were strong, and he fell over the shoulder, as sharp as throwing a sack, smashing the strong man in the middle of the ring, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

As if he intended to show Di Cheng and others, and as if he had a ferocious attack, the young man jumped back two meters, ran wildly, flew up, and with the inertia of rushing forward, his whole body made a big windmill-like rotation in the air, and his legs were tightened, as if a free-falling heavy cannonball, smashing into the strong man who was just about to turn over and stand up.

Hiss...... The gorgeous and violent impact made everyone in the audience cheer and gasp, it was hard to imagine that such a fierce and even savage impact came from that weak body like a girl.

"Roar!" Sensing that death was approaching, the strong man hissed and roared, relying on his strong physique and strong perseverance, he pressed the severe pain in his body and the burning of his chest, and shifted his body with all his might.

Bang! Click!! The feet like cannonballs slammed down, and the amazing power was wantonly vented, although the strong man's full strength avoided the back of the heart, the boy still bombarded his right back, the whole ring trembled, the rubber rope on the edge of the ring shook greatly, the back almost collapsed, and the miserable white bone stubble poked out.

Bloody and shocking!

The boy once again won a standing ovation with his unimaginable strength and ruthlessness that was different from his appearance, this is the black boxing arena, this is the bloody hell, there is no mercy, no sighs, only the glory of victory and visual tremors.

Gently wiped the blood clots splashed on his face, the young man didn't look at the half-dead strong man, stretched out his hand again, pointed directly at Di Cheng, and invited him to fight!

More and more people noticed the abnormality, and they all cast strange glances for unknown reasons.

Di Cheng didn't expect that the young man chose himself, and he didn't want to get involved in it, but at this time, Yuwen Huangxue said lightly: "The man stands on his own in the world, when he dares to meet any challenge, go, let me see if you can complete the battle within a few moves." ”

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