Chapter 333: Underground Boxing Match

The underground Garden of Eden had only five minutes to place bets, and when the bell rang again, the bets stopped and the bout began...

Thiago rushed directly to Jin Ding's chest with his lunge, using wrestling to strike, he is good at close-fitting strangulation, once he is sticky, he will not die, everyone gave him the nickname is not Tiger Hunter, but "chewing gum".

Don't look at the Jin Ding is big enough, but it is particularly flexible, the standard boxer posture, stepping back and dodging quickly, constantly using jabs, and attacking forward at high speed.

The punches were so efficient that Thiago would get the punch as long as he gave up his defense to grab him, and he couldn't catch his body at all. The most deplorable thing is that this ring is round, there is no so-called dead end, and the space for him to retreat is infinite, as long as he has a body, he can always accompany Thiago to play this kind of blow method of chasing me and flashing, and you pounce on me.

For two minutes, two days of fighting in this way, Thiago's nose was bleeding, which looked scary, but the injury was not serious. If this is a regular boxing match, the points are calculated according to the number of hit points, and Jin Ding will win early.

"Ahh Idiot... Grab him by the neck..."

"Are you a pig? Always passively beaten... Pounce on it..."

"... I pressed 20,000... Is that how you repay me? …”

The audience in the audience is no longer so sven, watching this kind of fight scene and shouting one after another, what noble identity has long been forgotten.

"Are you just going to run? Cowardly pigs...," Thiago roared angrily.

"Guess?" Jin Ding, who was retreating, braked sharply, and suddenly shrank behind him with a jab that was seeking speed, and a heavy cannon swirled out, which was a fist that was rushing to KO.

Thiago, who thought he had been knocked unconscious, miraculously dodged Jin Ding's Quan, bent over a bear hug, and hugged his waist tightly.

"Die... Holding a pig in his arms and killing..."Thiago's monster-like waist force lifted the burly Jin Ding into the air, and his body accelerated and fell backwards in a straight line, this is not an elastic boxing ring, if it is solid, the cervical spine can fly out.

But no one could have imagined that Jin Ding's change of move was faster, and he suddenly stuck to Thiago's back in mid-air, his hands passed through his crotch, firmly grasped his legs, and the hand that was rotated by Thiago's body was forcefully added.

Then, all the audience saw a performance of anti-falling raw fish, Jin Ding changed from the identity of the fallen person to the attacker of the falling person, and lifted Thiago's body from the ground, and the heavy heavenly spirit cover hit the floor, and the blood spurted out of the iron cage and splashed on the hosta's white skirt.

"Chick, it's time for you to go buy a new dress." Jin Ding stood up with a contemptuous smile, let go of Thiago beneath him, and crowned himself king with the blood of his enemies.

"Ruonan, are you okay?" Liu Qingcheng originally invited the hosta today to let her know more about her true self, who would have thought that the fighter would boldly tease her.

"It's fine...... But I really want to buy a skirt, it's a pity, I obviously like it. The hosta looked down at the blood stains on the hem of her skirt.

Liu Qingcheng obviously didn't like to see the hosta's distressed expression, waved his hand and called the black host, whispered a few words, and the other party kept nodding to show understanding.

A boxing match was only staged for 5 minutes, and many viewers won or lost around 20,000, although it was not much, but it was not a good loss.

The cage was raised again, and Thiago, who was not sure whether he was alive or dead, was quickly carried off the ring on a stretcher, and the blood stains on the floor were quickly wiped clean by the cleaners.

The host quickly walked to the center of the stage with his favorite microphone, "Dear audience, are you still having fun?" Our back-alley bully seems to have proven his superiority with his strength.

But I'm sure there's more to it than that. So, today is a special link, the skipping competition... As long as our King Kong can win one more game, the original prize will be tripled..."

"What is this? Wheel warfare? Jin Ding sneered, according to the plan, he only needs to stay in the underground Eden, and there is no need to become an underground boxing champion.

"This friend, the brave man is the eternal subject of this underground Garden of Eden, and you accept that everyone here will be treated as a brave man, if you don't accept it...... I think it was your last punch. Liu Qingcheng was obviously forcing the palace, and the rest of the audience was also excited by the game.

"Can you ask who the opponent is who is the next level?" Jin Ding looked helplessly at the host beside him.

"Demon God Buu." The host smiled.

The audience gasped when they heard this title, you must know that the demon god Buu is the winner of the monthly championship in the underground Eden for 11 consecutive months, and more than 6 opponents have died at his hands, and countless people have been seriously injured.

"You really think of me...... Jin Ding only felt that the opponent wanted to kill him on purpose, and he didn't know why he made Liu Qingcheng look unpleasant like this, which was completely out of the plan. However, the action has already begun, and he has also revealed his face, either continue or quit completely, these are his two choices, but Jin Ding seems to have only one choice, "Since you uncles think so highly of me King Kong, then let's fight..."

"Well done... We have invited our 11th consecutive monthly champion, the Demon God Buu to appear..."The host greeted him, and from the entrance of the contestants, the trembling Murderous Demon God stepped out.

His coal-black skin made Buu look like a mutant monster, his steely muscles glowing in the light. At only 175 years tall, he looks a little shorter than King Kong, but his width is comparable, which shows the development of his body.

Buu wears a pair of boxer's polyester shorts, a pair of sneakers, and 49 skulls tattooed in bright red color on the broad back. It represents those opponents who have been defeated or killed at his hands.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this will be the battle of the century, and I don't think Mr. Buu needs me to talk to you anymore. Now directly announce today's game, the odds of the demon god Buu are 0.2 to 1, and the odds of King Kong are 10 to 1..."

The audience did not boil as imagined, but fell into a dead silence, because everyone is not an idiot, and the odds are even more outrageous in a game with such a big disparity in strength. Anyone with eyes knows that Buu's winning rate is as high as Real Madrid's main squad challenging the Celestial Empire football team, but there is something greasy in it, such as the game of fake boxing and money.

This is very normal in the world, a game that seems to win hugely, but it makes the salted fish turn over, and the dark horse upsets the audience's gambling money.

However, after hesitation, everyone was still attracted by the tense atmosphere of the two, and they made bets one after another, and more than 9 percent of the audience bet on Buu, and the highest bet amount even reached one million.

"Boy, I admire your courage." Buu bared his white teeth and greeted in fluent Chinese, "Congratulations, you will become the 50th skull on my back, so that the overall pattern will look much better." ”

"Demon God Buu...... Is it true that you can't be killed if you name a ghost? "Jin Ding is also a master of hand-to-hand combat, which is the fundamental condition for him to become a thief.

"Try it, don't you know?" Buu smiled a sinister smile.

The iron cage Karakala was put down again, cutting off Jin Dingyi's retreat. When everyone looked at the ring, Shen Ming couldn't help but take the hosta's hand and wrote in his palm, "The plan has changed, let him admit defeat and leave here." The man ...... He can't win. ”

"Improvisation." The hosta only replied to these four words in Shen Ming's palm.

The bell rings, the betting is over, and the boxing match starts again.

Jin Ding raised his fists and bent his body to guard carefully, but Buu just stood in place, his thumbs in the waistband of his trousers, showing off his perfect mermaid line.

"Mr. Demon God, are you here to pose? Come on..."Jin Ding beckoned to Buu defiantly.

"I'm a regular here, you're a novice who just punched a box, it's a discount for you, come on, punch with your most confident strength." Buu patted his black face and said.

"Since the seniors give face like this, then I might as well be respectful..."Jin Ding stepped forward, and his turning fist carried ten layers of strength, and hit the black face directly, but before the fist touched Buu, this guy instantly got up and kicked Jin Ding's chest.

The burly Jin Ding was kicked out, hit the iron cage and bounced back to the floor, vomiting a mouthful of bruises, and his ribs were in pain as if they were broken.

"Idiot, this is an underground boxing stadium, and there are no rules, so how can there be any distinction between seniors and juniors? Do you really think I'm going to stand up and hit you? Although I'm dark, it doesn't mean I'm stupid. Buu sneered shamelessly.

"Hehe, I've been deceiving people, but I've been deceived, I'm really like a pig." Jin Ding stood up with blood and self-deprecation, and re-entered the battle state.

In close melee combat, Jin Ding's fast punches were close to 10 consecutive hits per second, but they were all dodged by Buu. Every cell of this black demon god's body is born for battle, just looking at the details of the subtle changes in the opponent's muscles, you can judge the angular power of the opponent's punch, and even the speed, he is the genius of this underground Eden, and the myth of undefeated.

The moment Jin Ding's fist slowed down, Buu's body turned with a backhand and swung towards Jin Ding's Sun Fist.

Jin Ding's change of tactics was also very fast, and he raised his hand to make a hard connection, but his body was still moved half a step by the side of the collision, and it felt like he had just been hit by a truck, and his ears were buzzing.

"It's not over yet." Before Jin Ding could stand firm, Buu hit Jin Ding's side of the head on the other side of the ground with another punch that turned in the opposite direction, knocking him directly to the ground, feeling the ground tremble for him.

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