It is rare to have a long entanglement in the black boxing ring.

If someone imagines the underground black boxing match as a boxing match, it is so protracted and boring, they don't know what black boxing is, there are almost no rules in the boxing ring, and the duel between masters and masters regardless of life and death is often won or lost in a few minutes, and it can be said that they lose all the games by accident.

Every fighter in the ring is a killing machine, and the orthodox martial arts community despises and scorns them, but they are also deeply jealous and even fearful.

Yang Chen stared at the boxing ring, in the years when he was outlawed, his good brother Dawei, who followed him from birth to death, was once an undefeated black boxing master, and he was the only Chinese who walked out of the Siberian training camp alive after the nineties. He watched the game as he walked slowly down the aisle.

People still hadn't noticed Yang Chen's appearance, as well as the dragon five dragon nine behind him.

In the ring, the boxer who should be good at domineering offense in the Bajiquan path struggled to support the defense, while the opponent used the flexibility of Muay Thai, jumped high, twisted in the air and slammed into a fierce knee, and the hard knee slammed into the right temple of the embarrassed defender, although the man's hands were folded to block the attack, but due to the impact of the huge force, the body was completely out of balance.

The fighter fell to the ground with a bang.

Liu Guan's shocked face was pale, covering her mouth with her hands, she couldn't scream, her people were obviously defeated, there was one person left, and the possibility of winning the other three in a row was almost zero, and it was even likely to continue to lose to this Muay Thai master on the stage, what should I do if I really lose?

Liu Guan is in chaos.

Nalan Tongtong and Shen Yue were equally anxious.

Liu Wan pulled the two of them onto the thief ship, one was prosperous and the other was lost.

The fight was not over on the stage, and the fallen fighter tried to struggle to his feet, but he didn't get a chance, and came a low kick that looked like a powerful volley, and hit him in the head.

Click!

People in the vicinity faintly heard the sound of a broken cervical vertebrae.

The boxer who fell to the ground was kicked out of the ring, lying on the ground like a dead dog, and his life and death were uncertain.

The domineering fighter who won two fights in a row walked back and forth, waving his arms at the crowd around him, showing off his achievements, hundreds of people cheering and shouting, some people simply threw colorful bills into the ring, sprinkled everywhere, and no one cared whether the loser who was dragged down by the staff lived or died.

The sad fate of the forgotten loser.

The Japanese young man smiled reservedly, took a sip of coffee slowly, as if he had expected this result, and the middle-aged man with a smile on his face next to him flattered: "Young master, Miyamoto-kun's boxing skills have improved again, and the pig doesn't even have the ability to fight back, among the boxers you raised, he can be called the first." ”

The Japanese young man slowly put down the coffee cup, nodded with a chuckle, tonight's game, the basic victory is in hand, think about the three stunners with different styles on the opposite side, and a touch of obscenity appeared on the smile.

Liu Guan, who was suddenly ill and rushed to the hospital, pinned all his hopes on the third boxer to take the stage, and promised the boxer to win a game and pay an extra 1 million commissions.

The originally weak-hearted boxer was probably carried away by the money, gritted his teeth and walked to the ring, and the shouts and whistles resounded throughout the audience again, which was the melody of urgency.

"You can't, you want to die, wait for another day."

The abrupt sound made the audience fall silent instantly, and the boxers who almost jumped into the ring sought prestige, some confused, some angry, and no one wanted to be underestimated.

Miyamoto-kun, who was showing off his might on the stage, took a closer look, hundreds of spectators looked sideways, some people stood up and watched, full of curiosity, Liu Wan felt that the voice was familiar, and Nalan Tongtong next to him was already looking back excitedly, that's right, the person who came was Yang Chen, the big bastard she was waiting for.

The seats near the ring were all occupied.

Yang Chen didn't squeeze to Nalan Tongtong's side, he stood at the aisle, indifferently facing countless eyes, Long Wu and Long Jiu were behind, his face was cold, like two door gods.

"Long Wu, you go." Yang Chen turned his head and ordered, Long Wu nodded, bypassed the boss Yang Chen, walked down a few steps, and approached the ring, Liu Guan's boxer glared at Long Wu unconvinced.

"Yang Chen, what are you doing?!" Liu Wan was furious and asked loudly, obviously treating Yang Chen's kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs, at such a critical juncture, she still only believed in herself, believed in her own people, and did not believe that Yang Chen, who came out of a small city, had the ability to turn things around.

"I'm here for Tongtong."

Yang Chen was too lazy to look at Liu Guan, staring indifferently at the Muay Thai master who was staring at him in the ring.

Long Wu made an astonishing move before taking the stage, swinging his fist and smashing at Liu Guan's boxer, this person reacted fairly quickly, raised his arm to block, and the next scene made everyone jaw-dropping.

Long Wu's fist smashed the person's forearm, and then slammed into the person's face without any hindrance, and without saying anything, he directly knocked the person to the ground, and after a few convulsions, he stopped moving.

Liu Wan was in a daze in disbelief, she couldn't imagine that her person was so vulnerable.

The audience was silent, the staff in the audience panicked, not knowing how to deal with this unexpected situation, Long Wu's expressionless national character face finally showed a hint of smile, hideous and bloodthirsty, he turned into the ring At the same time, Miyamoto-kun, who won two games in a row, his eyes were unprecedentedly dignified.

Yang Chen smiled leisurely, his people, there is no waste.

Nalan Tongtong ran over, snuggled up to Yang Chen's side, and showed her affection in front of everyone, with this man by her side, she felt at ease.

However, except for the Japanese young man on the opposite side who stood up and glanced over here, few people paid attention to the two of them, and most people's attention was focused on the ring.

Ryugo confronts Ichiro Miyamoto.

It looks like a master duel.

Tonight's game goes into the game at this moment.

Ryugo's punch just now had shown an astonishing explosiveness, and Miyamoto Ichiro didn't dare to attack as unscrupulously as he did in the last fight, and circled around Ryugo, looking for an opportunity to attack.

Dragon Five is unchanged in response to all changes.

Miyamoto Ichiro, who was moving quickly, saw an opportunity for Ryugo's back to him, jumped up, turned three hundred and sixty degrees, and threw out a leg gorgeously and smashed Ryugo's neck.

Miyamoto Ichiro's movements are not unfast, they can't be described as not fierce, but Long Wu is faster and more fierce, turning around, seemingly recklessly not avoiding and counterattacking, just the moment before Miyamoto Ichiro's right leg smashed down, he punched the knee joint of this leg, and the shot was precise and ruthless.

Miyamoto's iron leg that had broken countless coconut trees and kicked through the stone pier iron rod was instantly abolished, and he fell into the ring, almost fainting in pain.

Long Wu's strength was far beyond his imagination.

He knew best that Long Wu's simple blow seemed to be a bit coincidental, and it was a wonderful use of speed, strength, and accuracy, and he pulled the rubber rope on the edge of the ring with both hands and stood up tremblingly, embarrassed and miserable.

Long Wu stared at the vulnerable opponent in the corner of the ring, slowly shook his head, and then looked back at the ring, people subconsciously followed the landing point of his gaze, and finally countless eyes focused on Yang Chen,

Yang Chen held Nalan Tongtong's slender waist with one hand, and calmly made a gesture to wipe his neck with the other hand!