The food was abundant, and Ye Chen was also full of food and drink, and after resting for a while, he was already shouting outside.

Walking out of the single room, all the lights have been extinguished at this time, only the middle boxing ring, the lights are dazzling, as bright as day.

"It's up to you!"

The match is about to begin, and the camera hanging above your head is already focused on the ring.

In addition, many prison guards looked down on the iron ladder on the roof of the prison shed, and Luohan had long been accustomed to it.

At this time, gamblers all over the world can see the game in front of them through the screen, and I am afraid that few people know that this game is actually held in prison.

"Look at me, time me!"

Ye Chen took off his shirt and walked into the ring with a smile on his face, this ring is the same as the boxing ring of a boxing match, with guardrails on all sides.

As for the dervishe, he was already standing there, his hands folded and his eyes closed, and he was still chanting words.

The only difference is that he wears a red headpiece on his head, which may be his habit when fighting.

But the careful Ye Chen found that there were a few characters embroidered crookedly on his head, what was it, but this craft was beginner's at a glance.

If so, Ye Chen's speculation should not be wrong, the news has already spread, and the Black Panther should have received it.

"Dervishe, remember what I just said, the three-minute bet is still valid!"

Ye Chen moved his arms and said to the dervishe, but the ascetic still closed his eyes tightly and ignored him.

Before taking the stage, Luo Han had already told Ye Chen all the rules, this boxing match had no rest, no round, and the defeat of one side could not be until the battle.

Such a brutal competition not only tests the boxing skills of the fighters, but also a test of physical fitness.

Without any protection, the thrill of punching to the flesh is absolutely insane.

"Savadica!"

Finally, after meditating, the ascetic said something that Ye Chen could understand.

Bowing slightly, with his hands folded, he should still be a devout believer.

But when he opened his eyes again, the cold and ruthless eyes made people shudder.

The murderous aura of these eyes is strong, and it is really the eyes of a master.

Both hands are clenched into fists, the left arm is in front, the right arm is behind, and the slightly protruding fist is a hollow fist.

This is the starting style of Muay Thai, standing still, he stares at Ye Chen opposite.

Immovable as a mountain, he was waiting for an opportunity, and Ye Chen on this side did not punch, but pushed flat with both palms.

He didn't want to fight hard, after all, this dervishew was a professional master, and he couldn't use the stars to fight now.

It was completely a flesh-to-flesh collision, and Ye Chen knew that once the ascetic made a move, he would not die.

So he not only has to maintain his physical fitness, but also reduces his damage, because he has to deal with stronger Scars next.

The two of them didn't move, the time for the release had already gathered, and the black boxers in the entire prison were also gathered in front of the ring.

This time, not only them, but even Scar, who usually doesn't care much about everything, actually came over.

A pair of eyes also shot out of the cold, and he also felt the suppressed murderous aura in the ring.

When he fought with an ascetic, he naturally knew the ability of an ascetic, so it happened that someone was exploring the way for him.

"Three...... Two...... One! ”

In the loudspeaker, the moment when the countdown ends, it also heralds the beginning of the whole game.

When the word blurted out, the ascetic who had been preparing for a long time had already attacked for the first time.

Strike first to be strong, attack to defend, this is his intention, and this is also a style of Muay Thai.

With a wave of his fists, with gusts of wind and lightning speed, he had already come to Ye Chen.

"Good time!"

When the fist wind hit, Ye Chen's palms flew up, and he overcame rigidity with softness, and brought out his martial arts.

For a while, the sound of fists and fists to the flesh came from the ring, and the master made a move, flashing and moving, and the two figures mixed together.

The speed is so fast that even some of the fighters here can't see clearly, the ascetic's ability is really strong enough, and the hyenas and earth leopards who look at it can't help but frown.

Rohan is also concerned about the outcome of the fight, and at the same time, as a person who is good at fighting, he is also calculating.

If he was standing in the ring, how would he defuse Ye Chen's attack and how would he defend against the ascetic's moves.

I'm afraid he is not the only one who has the same idea, but as time goes by, he gradually finds that if it were him, he may have been defeated.

He is a mercenary, and fighting is just one of the courses, and he is better at how to sneak attack and shoot in secret, followed by fighting.

This is completely different from the dervishe, he is a master of boxing, and he relied on the ring to become famous before.

He has been specializing in martial arts all his life, especially for the eight-armed fist, and every blow has a thunderous momentum.

"Sure enough, it's a good seedling! Hahahaha! ”

I'm afraid that the only happy person at this time is the warden sitting in the control room.

Seeing Ye Chen's fight with the dervishes with his own eyes, it seems that his eyes are unique.

This kid is really a powerful master, and the battle with Scar will be even more exciting in the future.

As for the others, they are just trying to see how they attack and defend on both sides.

Sweat flowed, fists and feet were windy, and the leaf dust on the ring was impermeable, even if the ascetic had done his best, he could no longer advance.

"I have arranged for someone to solve your worries, I am willing to lose the bet, I will give your child a safe place."

The moment he passed by, Ye Chen lowered his voice and said in the ascetic's ear, this sentence made the ascetic stunned, and his fists and feet were a little slower.

didn't take advantage of it, Ye Chen took two steps back, looked at the dervish who turned around with a smile, and he really guessed correctly, the dervish child was officially controlled by the prison warden.

"I'll talk about it when I win!"

A sweep, a fierce leg wind swept over Ye Chen's head, of course the ascetic would not believe Ye Chen's words.

"That's not easy, you're going to lose!"

Ye Chen's body spun around quickly, and once again he pressed towards the ascetic's body, this fierce general wanted him to take it into his account.

In just a few minutes, his fists and feet have been swung more than 100 times, and Luohan, who has been standing next to the ring, has now given up deduction.

Looking at the scar not far away, his eyes were still staring at the ring, and the sneer on his face was still extremely confident.

"Two for thirty seconds!"

Suddenly, Luo Han shouted in the audience, which was also explained to him by Ye Chen before he came to the stage.

"Okay, then it's over!"

The time was almost up, Ye Chen suddenly turned his palm into a fist, and his moves changed like a fierce tiger, rushing towards the dervishe.

(End of chapter)