The Capital Club is the top club in Yanjing, where there is only what you can't think of, and there is nothing they can't do.

There are no black boxing events here, but there are boxing rings, and the club will regularly invite some well-known fighters from home and abroad to come back to box, which can be regarded as adding a little fun to the club members.

People who like boxing, they can come and watch, even if they don't like it, they can come and watch, and by the way, they can make a small bet, which is also pleasant.

Ning Kun found the waiter, and then under the leadership of the waiter, they walked towards the boxing gym together.

The citizens of China have one of the biggest characteristics, that is, they like to watch the excitement. Regardless of status, this is the characteristic of Chinese citizens.

As soon as the young ladies heard that there was going to be a fight, they all followed as if they had eaten a small blue pill.

Yan Murong and they are not familiar with it, but the one who can enter here is obviously not a nobody. Not to mention Chang Xiaopeng, although he is a little ugly, he is a prominent family member and is the founder and president of the YMCA.

Usually, they watch some fighters fight, but today it is two big and young people, which makes them have a lot of curiosity even if they don't like the sport.

It didn't take long for dozens of people to be led by waiters to the club's boxing gym.

Compared to the previous banquet hall, the boxing gym is not small. In the middle of the hall is a boxing ring built to international standards. Around the boxing ring, there are stepped spectator seats.

There was no competition tonight, and when a group of people arrived here, it was deserted inside, but this did not hinder the enthusiasm of this group of young masters and young ladies who were not too big to watch the excitement.

One is from a military family, and the other is also mysterious, and the confrontation between these two is worth looking forward to. They all quickly found a seat in the audience and sat down, waiting for the battle between the two to begin.

Chang Xiaopeng didn't speak, turned around directly, lifted the rope on the edge of the boxing ring and got in, and then stared at Yan Murong with straight eyes.

Yan Murong smiled, and was about to walk towards the boxing ring, but was grabbed by Guo Ya'an and said with a worried face. "Brother, are you okay?"

"Is he powerful?" Yan Murong asked with a smile.

"It's amazing." Guo Ya'an nodded seriously. "Although he did not join the army, his kung fu is not low, he has learned a lot from those masters in the army, and he has also participated in the national sanda competition and won the first place."

"Oh? So powerful? Yan Murong was slightly surprised, he didn't expect that this disabled guy would still have such skills.

The national sanda championship is not something that can be won by relationships. Without some real materials, even if the opponent wants to release water, it is not so easy - those who can participate in the national sanda competition are all the best among them, and their strength is known to everyone, and if they want to release water, it is easy to be seen.

"Well, that's amazing." Guo Ya'an nodded and said. "He's competed twice, both times champions, not a single defeat or draw, and one of them said he was ugly, and he was beaten and is still lying in the hospital, supposedly with a serious head injury, and is in a vegetative state."

"Brother, you really shouldn't have said that about him." Guo Yaan said worriedly. "Why don't we go?"

"I can't go." Yan Murong shook his head and said. "If there is a problem, solve it on the spot, otherwise it will be more troublesome in the future."

"But what if you get hurt?"

"Haha, you can rest assured about this." Yan Tong laughed. "What level is the big brother, maybe you don't know, the national sanda champion? Hmph, even if the World Sanda Champion comes, it is not the opponent of Big Brother. ”

Listening to Yan Tong's words, Yan Murong just smiled and said nothing. However, he does not deny that compared with these sanda champions and runners-up, his training is several times more cruel than theirs, or even more than ten times.

The old man trained him in such a perverted way, if he lost to a national sanda champion again, it is estimated that the old man would know that he would have to be arrested and destroyed for a few more years.

patted Guo Ya'an on the shoulder comfortingly, and Yan Murong also got through the rope and stood on the boxing ring.

At this time, a middle-aged man wearing a referee's uniform walked over and introduced himself before speaking. "Two, the rules of the game are very simple - free fighting, one side falls to the ground or takes the initiative to admit defeat will end, and the game must not attack the eyes, lower yin and other parts, understand?"

"Can't kick your penis?" Yan Murong asked with some regret.

"I can't." The referee shook his head.

"Understood." Yan Murong nodded.

"Okay." The referee took two steps back and, with a wave of one hand, announced the start of the match.

The game started, but neither of them moved, they both stood in place, looking at each other, and wanted to wait for each other to move first.

To be honest, Yan Murong really didn't want to stare at Chang Xiaopeng, this thing was too long to affect his vision.

"Why don't you do it?" Yan Murong asked with a smile.

Chang Xiaopeng didn't speak, just stared at Yan Murong like that, and his eyes burst out with a sharp light, which made Yan Murong dare not underestimate him.

Those who can win the national sanda championship are definitely not far worse in strength.

"I said you can't say a word?" Seeing Chang Xiaopeng staring at him, Yan Murong said depressedly. "Even if you don't speak, can you turn your head around? It's okay to look so ugly, it's always staring at me like this, which makes me uncomfortable all over. ”

The second time, this is the second time that Yan Murong has said that he is ugly.

"Look for death." Angered by Yan Murong's words, Chang Xiaopeng shouted angrily, his body suddenly moved, and there was a distance of three or four meters between the two, but he jumped over in the blink of an eye, and smashed his powerful straight fist into Yan Murong's face.

Chang Xiaopeng swore that he would disfigure this bastard and beat him to himself - no, he had to beat him uglier than himself.

"Damn, it's so ruthless." Yan Murong complained, his body moved back half a step slightly, and then the same straight fist smashed towards Chang Xiaopeng's fist.

"Bang-"

"Pedal, pedal—"

The fists of the two were like two high-speed trains colliding together, making a dull sound, which made the people in the stands tremble, and they were all worried about whether the two would break their hand bones if they collided directly.

The fist was split at the touch of a button, and both of them retreated backwards at the same time, Chang Xiaopeng took four or five steps back before he stood firm, but Yan Murong retreated more than a dozen steps in a row, and finally hit the rope on the edge of the boxing ring and was stopped.

"Brother." Guo Ya'an, who was sitting in the stands, suddenly screamed, and just as he was about to run up, he was stopped by Yan Tong. whispered a few words in her ear to silence her.

Looking at Chang Xiaopeng, who was standing opposite, Yan Murong's face sank.

Internal strength, this guy can use internal strength, and he is also a master.