The fight in the boxing ring was coming to an end, and on the other side, in the preparation room, listening to the noisy shouts and cheers outside, Luo Feng was a little nervous, because it was his turn to play soon.

"Don't be nervous, relax, Trials is easy. Feeling Luo Feng's slightly rapid breathing, the lame man said with relief.

"Don't worry, my lord, we'll be on the sidelines later. Ashin said as he tied a bandage for Luo Feng.

At this moment, Luo Feng's palms, wrists, insteps, and ankles were all tightly bandaged.

As for the purpose of boxers to tie bandages, it is to prevent wrist sprains, finger fractures, tendon strains, skin abrasion, and at the same time, sometimes it can also have some hemostatic effect.

......

"The battle between Thunderleg and Tekken is finally over, let's congratulate Thunderbolt Leg on his victory!"

"Eh, Ah Fei, why do you use the word 'finally'? Isn't the battle between Thunderbolt Leg and Iron Fist exciting?"

"Of course not. ”

"Why is that?"

"Because the showdown I'm looking forward to the most today is about to begin! I'm sure everyone here must have the same thoughts as me, and I know that you can't wait. Without further ado, let's have our finale for today, and let's use the warmest cheers to invite the Spirit Hunter to make a show!"

Under the shouts of the commentator Ah Fei, Luo Feng put on a black cloak and walked out of the passage on the sidelines.

"Go..."

"Cut..."

"Phew..."

......

When Luo Feng walked out of the passage, there was a burst of boos in the trapezoidal stands.

Suddenly, a shoe smashed into Luo Feng from the stands, and then, snack bags, fruits, garbage, etc., all the things that could be thrown away in their hands were smashed towards Luo Feng by the fighting spirit.

Obviously, those fighting spirits in the stands didn't like Spirit Hunter Luo Feng.

"Forget that, we're here to play. The lame man walking beside Luo Feng reminded in a low voice.

The cripple and Ashin had long guessed that the fighting spirits in the stands would welcome Luo Feng in this way, so before that, they had also reminded Luo Feng to be mentally prepared.

"It's okay, it's nothing, I can stand it. ”

For the garbage that kept being thrown around, Luo Feng didn't pay attention to it at all.

Suddenly, he felt something fall on his head, reached out and touched it, and when he looked closely, it was actually a stinky sock.

Is it tolerable or unbearable, no matter how strong Luo Feng's psychological endurance is, it is impossible to resist the fighting spirit and throw the stinky socks on his head.

In the next second, he finally broke out.

Luo Feng immediately withdrew his cloak, looked at the audience in the trapezoidal stands with angry eyes, and roared: "I'll take your lungs!"

Under Luo Feng's angry gaze, the stands were suddenly silent, and the fighting spirit on the seat immediately hid the 'throwable' in his hand behind him, for fear of being targeted by Luo Feng.

The fighting spirits present hated Luo Feng, but they didn't dare to offend Luo Feng. Fishing in troubled waters, making a fight, and making small moves behind their backs, they dare, if they let them provoke Luo Feng in front of them and borrow their courage, they wouldn't dare, after all, they had all heard that Luo Feng's background was extraordinary.

"My lord, ignore them, let's go. ”

"Yes, yes, we are here to fight today, not to quarrel. ”

Under the persuasion of the lame man and Ashin, Luo Feng's angry eyes scanned the stands again, and then walked into boxing.

Escorted by the cripple and Ashin, Luo Feng came to the side of the boxing ring, where a guard was waiting for him.

"My lord, please spread your arms out. The guard said, and began to check whether Luo Feng had any contraband hidden on his body.

Before a fighter steps into the ring, he will be searched by guards to prevent the fighter from entering the ring with contraband and affecting the fairness of the event.

As for what is contraband, any sharp object, a sharp and hard object, is considered contraband.

To put it simply, if a fighter wants to enter the ring, he can't bring anything but boxing shorts.

"Your Excellency, please. ”

After making sure that Luo Feng was not carrying contraband, the guard opened the door on the iron fence and motioned for Luo Feng to enter.

Looking at the ten-meter-high iron fence in front of him, Luo Feng was a little nervous and a little excited, his boxer dream was finally coming true.

At this moment, in the iron fence, only Luo Feng stood alone inside, because his opponent had not yet played.

Maybe he felt embarrassed to stand so stupidly, Luo Feng felt that he should do something, after all, so many fighting spirits in the stands were looking at him.

Thinking of this, Luo Feng suddenly raised his arms, showed his muscles, and shouted loudly at the fighting spirit in the stands: "yes, yes, yes!"

This action, at a glance, you can know that Luo Feng learned it from the boxers on TV.

Boxers on Earth, after stepping into the ring, make this gesture with their arms raised in order to pay tribute to his fans.

It's a pity that Luo Feng seems to have forgotten that none of the tens of thousands of spectators in the stands at this moment are his fans, so...

"Cut..."

"Go..."

"Phew..."

......

Luo Feng's action of raising his arms instantly caused a boo in the stands.

"Cripple... Are all soul hunters like that...'two'?"

Looking at Luo Feng's self-absorbed appearance in the iron fence, Ashin's awe of Luo Feng disappeared in an instant.

"This... I don't know..."

Regarding Luo Feng's abnormal behavior, the lame man standing outside the iron fence was also confused.

Boxing fighting arena, in a luxurious box, Xia Xia and Lu Shan, sipping wine, eating food, looking at Luo Feng in the iron fence.

"Summer... You're a friend... It's energetic..."

At this moment, Lu Shan looked at Luo Feng's eyes as if he was looking at a fool, but after all, Luo Feng was a friend of Summer, and some things had to be tactful.

"Retarded stuff. ”

For Luo Feng's demeanor, Xia was a little incomprehensible for a while, after all, she had never seen a boxing match in the human world.

"Ah Fei, what do you think of this action of the Spirit Hunter?"

"Gillian, I really don't know how to answer your question, because I really can't understand it. If you have to say it, then I think this soul hunter is a little arrogant, and he actually made such a mocking action in front of so many fighting spirits, anyway, if I were him, even if I borrowed ten lives, I would never dare to do this. ”

"And do you fancy him?"

"I can tell you very clearly that I don't think much of him, and if this wasn't a Trials, I'd buy him to lose. ”

"Is he really that bad?"

"Look at him, he is on the thin side, his arms are not thick enough, his fists don't look strong enough, his chest muscles are not obvious enough, his abdominal muscles are almost none, especially his legs, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a soft-footed shrimp. ”

"Soft-footed shrimp, hehe, Ah Fei, I have to say, your ability to give fighters nicknames is really getting more and more perfect. ”