In this underground boxing arena, the seats of the audience are also arranged according to the size of the bet placed by each person: the bigger the bet, the seat is in the front; If you go small, you will be back. 【Latest Chapter Reading】

Zhang Yan made a bet of two million yuan this time, so the position where she and Ye Ming were sitting was relatively forward, just one row behind those contestants.

Ye Ming looked at the players on his side with interest. Their faces were all facing the tournament platform, and they couldn't see their expressions. Judging from the back alone, most of them are strong and burly, full of energy, and they seem to have the power to stop the galloping horses and crack the stones.

But among these many strong men, there was also a man in his thirties who was relatively short and looked relatively weak. From behind, this man is probably less than 1.7 meters tall, lean and lean, with a little hunched back, and coughs twice from time to time, as if he is a little weak.

Ye Ming pointed at the thin man, and asked Zhang Yan a little strangely: "Miss Zhang, why are there such thin players in your team?" I looked at the other players on both sides, and it seemed that they were at least 1.8 meters tall, and all of them were burly and strong. With a figure like him, in the process of fighting against others, he suffers a lot, unless he has practiced the ground lying boxing that specializes in other people's lower three ways or has a very deep internal kung fu, otherwise, as soon as he comes on the field, he will lose first in terms of momentum. ”

Zhang Yan didn't pay attention to this player at first, and when she heard Ye Ming say it, she took a closer look at the person, and counted his positions from left to right, suddenly exclaimed in a low voice, turned her head and said to Ye Ming in frustration: "Mr. Ye, look at his position: he is the mysterious No. 4 player!" This is the master we have always put a lot of effort into, and it is also the best hope for our side to win the game, but how can he be such a weak body? It seems that the two million yuan bet I made this time may be lost! ”

Ye Ming was also shocked when he heard Zhang Yan say that this thin man was the mysterious master. However, he knew that since this man could get the head of the red team to come forward and invite him in person and list him as a seeded player, he must have something special about him. Moreover, he also knows that in the martial arts world, there is such a person: who does not look amazing, but has a unique stunt to defeat the enemy, or a unique powerful kung fu. Perhaps, this man is this kind of person......

So, he comforted Zhang Yan and said, "Miss Zhang, don't worry. Since your boss dares to invite him over to suppress the formation, and you know that he has a history of more than 30 undefeated games, this person must have great kung fu, not from his appearance. As the saying goes, people cannot be disguised, and the sea cannot be measured, and this is the truth. ”

Zhang Yan nodded a little uneasily, although she also hoped that Ye Ming's analysis was correct, she always felt a little apprehensive - after all, she had made a bloody investment this time. If her side wins, she will have nearly two million yuan more funds; If you lose, you will directly lose two million yuan.

At this time, she still regretted a little in her heart: she knew that Ye Ming would invest five million yuan in her movie, and she wouldn't gamble with two million yuan, so there was no need to take this risk......

Ye Ming's mind at this time was completely on that mysterious master, and his eyes had been fixed on him.

At this moment, the mysterious master suddenly turned his head, as if he wanted to take a look at the audience behind him.

As soon as he turned around, Ye Ming saw that his cheeks were as thin as his body, but his eyes were shining, and there was a compelling aura, which seemed to be a lot of internal strength.

It's just that there is a blue and black aura on his cheeks, which somewhat dilutes the power of his fierce gaze.

While Ye Ming was learning martial arts, he also learned a little medical skills from his master, which could treat simple bruises and injuries, and could also connect bones and broken wrists. At this moment, as soon as he looked at the blue and black aura on this man's face, he knew that he had suffered a very serious internal injury, and he still had sequelae.

This made him quite worried about Zhang Yan's two million yuan: this man, although he has abundant internal strength, should also have a good kung fu. However, his internal wounds, which have not healed so far, are his Achilles' heel. Once he has been fighting on the stage for a long time, or if his injured area is seen by an experienced opponent, he concentrates on attacking his lesions, causing his old injuries to recur, it is very dangerous......

At this time, the eyes of the mysterious master happened to glance at Ye Ming. As soon as the two of them looked at each other, a look of surprise suddenly appeared on the person's face, and his gaze, which was constantly moving, was also fixed, and he began to carefully examine Ye Ming - obviously, he also felt a fierce energy from Ye Ming's gaze, and judged that his kung fu was not weak, but seeing that he was wearing the clothes of a spectator, so there was a look of surprise on his face.

After Ye Ming collided with that person's gaze, he was also shocked in his heart: Why did this person's gaze feel so familiar and so kind? Moreover, the facial features and expressions on his face always felt a sense of déjà vu. It's just that in a hurry, I can't remember where this feeling came from......

At this moment, a referee standing on the edge of the competition platform picked up a whistle, puffed up his cheeks and blew a few times, signaling that the audience was quiet and the competition began immediately.

The first pair of players on stage are two more reckless men, both of whom are brute force, but have no technical content. The two of them "banged" on the stage, punching and kicking, and it was difficult to solve.

About twenty rounds later, the blue player took advantage of the red player's instability and suddenly kicked the red player in the chin with a high kick. The force of the kick was so strong that the red player was kicked and blood sprayed wildly, and he fell to the carpet with his head back. The ambulance crew rushed up and carried him down.

The next two pairs go up, with Red and Blue winning.

In this way, after three games, the blue side leads 2-1.

According to the rules of the game: the player who wins on the stage has two choices: one is to get off the stage to rest and get an appearance fee of 400,000 yuan; The second is to continue to meet the challenge of the next player on the stage, and if you can win three games in a row, you can get a bonus of up to 2 million yuan.

However, the previous winners obviously knew that their strength was not enough, and they didn't want to risk being disabled or killed, and then meet the challenges of the more and more powerful players below, so they all chose to come down to rest after a fight, and steadily earn 400,000 yuan.

Next, it's the turn of the mysterious master on the red side. As he stood up and moved his waist, there were bursts of cheers and applause from the stands.