Arenas, casinos, gambling fields!

Death fighting is a rich man playing with his life, and a fighter squandering his life...... Underground graveyards!

Unlike the life-giving Ranch on the ground, the underground fighting arena is one of the bloodiest and darkest areas in the entire northern part of ZG, and even in Southeast Asia. On both sides of the staircase from top to bottom, there are photos of the "heroes" of the past and the present, as well as a large number of bloody, violent and gorgeous and shocking wonderful images, which are reflected by red light bulbs, creating a different kind of passion and blood.

Step by step, people's mood gradually changes from calm to passion!

Di Cheng's arrival was soon discovered, and a large number of staff hurriedly put down their work and rushed in. Di Cheng didn't like this feeling of hugging back and forth, but he didn't express it either.

Walk through this "Road of Glory" and enter the underground space, a three-story hall that is as wide as a football field. Although it is a bloody arena, the structure is still extremely luxurious, with glazed walls, crystal lanterns, and magnificent aristocratic arrangements, showing the atmosphere and luxury, just like a modern palace. In the middle of the hall, that is, at the center of the arena, stands a large ring with a height of 1.2 meters and a length of 10 meters.

The stands around the hall are divided into two levels, one is a circle of large and comfortable leather sofa chairs, each with a marble table in front of it, fruit plates and drinks, no less than five hundred seats, surrounded by bikini beauties. It's one of the top venues in Southeast Asia, but everyone who comes in here is a rich man who appreciates the game but pays more attention to enjoyment.

The grandstand on the second floor is 30 independent luxury boxes, each of which is a luxurious layout beyond the presidential suite, and the projection of the battle situation of the ring below is projected onto the large mirror surface three meters long in front of the box, magnifying the battle situation and blood below to the greatest extent.

Of course, all of those who can enter it are all heroes.

When Di Cheng entered the arena surrounded by ten staff members, everyone's eyes were attracted like a magnet, with fanaticism, excitement, worship, and coldness and hatred.

Di Cheng ...... In the battle of life and death, I am calm and relaxed, and what I like the most is his calmness. In the luxurious box, an old man with gray hair made no secret of his admiration.

"It's just that I don't know what environment can create a character like him, I have put a lot of effort into his life experience, and I am still investigating, but the information before he entered Inner Mongolia was almost blank, and there was no useful value." The clear-eyed middle-aged man on the seat next to him said aloud.

The old man smiled lightly: "There are only two results, either this person has a deep background, or he has no past, I am more inclined to the latter." Turning over the fights he had just come to the martial arts arena, it was remarkable and prowess, but it was far from being as scary as it is now, and he was growing, growing at an astonishing rate, and that's another thing I admired about him. ”

"Take a good look, if he survives today, I would love to see him join us."

At the same time, all kinds of whispering conversations sounded in the luxurious box on the second floor, more than half of the people intended to include Di Cheng under their command, and the other part expected him to die a tragic death today!

"Go ahead, I'll do it myself." Finding a corner seat and sitting down, Di Cheng motioned for the staff to stand down, and looked through the crowd that glanced at him from time to time, fixed on the center of the field.

Bang bang bang!!

The dull ** impact sound resounded in the ring, the tower-like majestic black man shook his big fist and hit violently, the fist wind whistled, like a road hammer crazy wheel smashing, the ring "buzzing" trembling in the front step, the momentum was really like an angry black bear venting his anger in the chest, which made people's hearts tremble, and no one in the audience doubted that if such a force hit him, it would definitely not be "comfortable" than a car accident!

But in the face of such a violent impact, although the person in front of him retreated, he did not mess up at all, his arms flipped and blocked all the whistling fists, his limbs were not damaged, but the black man's fists were already dripping with blood.

The contrast of the situation brings a lot of visual impact.

Zang Kun! A strong man with 99 consecutive victories in the Death Fighting Arena, a little king who is about to stabilize a 100-game winning streak! In addition to Di Cheng, the strongest representative of the new generation in the ZG Northern Fighting Arena!

As if sensing Di Cheng's gaze, Zang Kun glanced at him, then stretched out his middle finger and hooked it defiantly.

"Beware!" How can the battlefield of life and death be distracted, Zang Kun's negligence immediately caused a burst of exclamations from the audience, and everyone's attention once again returned to the arena from Di Cheng.

Bang! The whistling iron fist slammed into Zang Kun's lower abdomen, and the huge impact made his straight body arch abruptly, and the severe pain made his face even pale.

Roar! The big black man roared in a dull manner, and threw an uppercut with all his might, straight to Zang Kun's chin. If you are hit by it, not only will your jaw shatter instantly, but your brain may also be shattered by that force.

Sou! At the last moment, Zang Kun raised his head with all his might, and the big fist of the bowl grazed the tip of his nose and roared into the sky.

The opportunity is rare, how can the big black man let it go, his right fist misses, and his left fist follows again, this time the target is aimed at Zang Kun's chest, he wants to win with one blow! As a 27-bout winning streak, he's extremely proud of his power and the speed of his punches.

However...... He was strong, but Zang Kun, who was about to ascend to the Little Heavenly King of the Hundred Battles, was even better, his body swirled, and he passed under the iron fist again, and quickly retreated, falling to the boundary of the ring.

Glancing at Di Cheng again, Zang Kun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then let out a loud roar, the majestic but not bloated body stepped suddenly, and the body that was ready to shoot diagonally into the air, twisted one hundred and eighty degrees gorgeously, crossed a distance of three meters, and the thick right leg swept out from the most tricky angle, the timing and heat were extremely good, leaving no room for the black man to attack and buffer.

The face of the black man changed slightly, and the name of the iron-legged Zang Kun shocked the underground fighting world, and too many strong fighters were killed under the round attack of this pair of iron legs. Seeing that there was no way to avoid it, Dahan could only choose to let go, cross his wrists, clench his fists, and take the initiative to face the mighty iron legs with a strong wind.

Bang! Suddenly, a dull crashing sound sounded in everyone's ears, but which one was stronger and which was weaker was also clearly visible.

The big black man was frivolous and was shaken back five steps by the huge force.

"Good!"

A large number of young people applauded loudly, applause and whistles followed, and the atmosphere of the venue was suddenly warm, and many female dependents and waitresses were bright-eyed and scorching on the flying body.

It may be that the big black man's punch angered him, or it may be to demonstrate to Di Cheng, Zang Kun's attack unfolded suddenly, and when the other party retreated, he made another violent and heavy roundabout kick, and the big black man who lost the opportunity bared his teeth and blocked with his fists as usual, but this time he took five steps back, and his burly body hit the rubber rope with excellent elasticity on the edge of the ring, and with the help of the rebound force, he desperately ran away.

But Zang Kun is unforgiving, his legs seem to contain infinite strength, and the catharsis is inexhaustible, and his sharp legs are like a storm, and he is not stingy with physical strength at all. His legs have to kick the iron pillar for three hours a day, and the squat with a weight of 300 catties has to be done 600 times, and the legs with muscles as hard as iron and stone are extremely powerful.

The black man was embarrassed, and in the face of Zang Kun's sudden madness, he could only defend passively, although he tried to resist his legs with his fists, but in the end, he bent his wrist and was completely scrapped.

Hundreds of iron leg bombardments in a row, the black man has been exhausted, and the initiative has been lost, until this moment he really understands the gap between himself and the other party, and also understands that in the first half of the game, Zang Kun did not even show three percent of his strength.

"Roar!"

A roar shook the audience, the table shook violently, and Zang Kun, who was more and more courageous, stood up, volleyed and somersaulted, and drew a majestic arc with his right leg holding back his strength, and split down with the momentum of Mount Tai's pressure, and the man who could not retreat gritted his teeth and raised his bloody arm to block, and after an instant, a huge force surged. Click! Two trembling arms were crossed in the air, and their already weak arms snapped in response. Zang Kun's slashing iron leg did not stop at all, and continued to vent the power of destroying the withering and decaying, smashing the shoulder blade of the big man and smashing him to the ground.

The left foot is the axis, twisting neatly, the right leg is swept out, playing a beautiful sweeping leg, and the volley is split to the spin kick, all in one go, and the bloody and domineering moves bring people a pleasing visual impact.

"Good!" Many rich people stood up and shouted loudly, looking extremely excited.

Of course, it wasn't how much they "loved" Zang Kun, but that they pressed a lot of money on him, and when Zang Kun won, they were naturally excited!

Zang Kun's face remained unchanged, as if defeating the black man was insignificant. Grabbing the big man's neck and thighs with both hands, he slowly lifted it up until it reached his shoulders, despite his desperate struggle.

Despair appeared in the eyes of the black man, and he struggled and churned with his last strength, and his wail was sharp and desolate, but Zang Kun's hands were clasped like iron claws, and his eyes were fixed on Di Cheng.

Di Cheng's eyes narrowed slightly, calmly looking at him. Yang Jing crossed Erlang's legs, slowly stretched out a thumbs, turned it upside down, and immediately slammed it downward, his eyes slowly full of disdain.

"Di Cheng, dare to fight!" Suddenly, Zang Kun's eyes were red, and a thunderous roar swept the audience. At the same time, he grabbed the big black man and pressed it downward, and his right knee went up with all his might.

Click! The bear-like body snapped in response, adding a touch of blood and fierceness to the rolling thunder.

Everyone was in high spirits, their glowing eyes turned to the corner of the arena in unison, fixed on that leisurely figure, the audience was silent, the rolling heat wave was rolling in their hearts, and the suppressed eagerness filled the entire death arena in silence!