"Let's invite the No. 7 boxer, Wang Mu!"

With the passionate voice of the host, the door of the boxer's passage suddenly opened.

Wow –

A violent wave of sound instantly rushed to his face, and the roar, excited cheers, and various other chaotic sounds mixed together, drowning Li Mian's whole person.

In the deafening sound, Li Mourning, wearing a mask, walked out from behind the gate, and walked towards the central ring under the light of the spotlight and the gaze of countless pairs of eyes.

The fighter he replaced was Wang Mu.

Li Mourning's gaze slowly swept around, taking everything in his eyes.

It's a huge stadium-like stadium, divided into eight sections, each filled with spectators, men and women, young and old, dressed in a huge way, obviously from different classes, and the farther up the seats, the more glamorous the audience is.

The people at the front are all full of famous brands, and any piece of clothing or a watch is worth the hard work of ordinary people for several years, but these people are still not the most exclusive guests here.

The highest-ranking guests sat on the four high platforms around them, each wearing a mask to conceal their identity, looking down on the whole of the place below in a lofty posture.

These people are the real superiors, the elite class that ordinary people can't reach for a lifetime.

Li Mian didn't pay much attention to these people, and his gaze finally stayed on the strong figure on one of the high platforms.

It was a terrifyingly strong man, his body the width of nearly two people, his whole body was full of bulging muscles, his entire neck was trained to be as thick as his head, and his face wore a heavy mask that seemed to be made of metal, and the mask shone in the light.

"The one wearing the mask must be a steel fist." Li Mian looked at the other party carefully, "It's a little interesting." ”

The other party's body size is exaggerated a little excessively, visually standing up two meters tall and weighing more than three hundred pounds, he is completely a muscular monster.

At that level, even if the strength has not reached the limit value, it should not be far behind.

I don't know how many punches it would take to kill him.

Under the mask, a sickly flush flashed across Li Mian's face.

After he stepped into the ring, in the same passionate introduction of the host, the number eight came out of the aisle on the other side and walked into the ring to the cheers of the audience.

The No. 8 boxer is a tough young man, although he is less than 1.8 meters tall, but the muscles on his body are perfectly trained, and he can hardly see the excess fat, and he trotted all the way to the ring with boxing footwork, which can be seen to be very flexible, and he is obviously a flexible boxer.

"Alright, now that both fighters are in place, it's time for the most exciting draw!" The host's face was flushed and his tone was agitated.

Li Mian was stunned, the lottery link?

Then he quickly understood what this draw meant.

I saw two fiery and tall, scantily dressed women each holding a wooden box into the ring, and came to him and the other boxer, there was a hole in the box, just enough for one hand to reach in, and it was so dark that nothing could be seen.

Seeing that the boxer reached into the box and groped for it, Li Mian did the same, reached in, and felt a large handful of notes.

He casually touched one out and opened it to see that the word "empty-handed" was written on it.

Li Mian immediately understood what this lottery was for.

The next moment, the host's voice confirmed his guess.

"Boxer No. 7, empty-handed, No. 8 boxer, triangular army stab!"

With the announcement of the host, in the boiling sound of the audience, a pair of brand-new triangular army thorns were delivered to the hands of the No. 8 boxer.

What a boring trick.

Li Mian casually threw away the note in his hand, and sure enough, this kind of thing as the underground black fist has never had anything to do with fairness, it is just a game to please those powerful and rich.

……

Compared to his breeziness, others were not so calm, except for the vast majority of the audience who were more excited about to see what they thought was a one-sided killing, and many viewers cursed loudly.

"Chop! Why don't you die! ”

"Fuck the shit!"

"it! Re-draw! Shady! ”

These are the people who put the gambling money on Li Mourning before the start of the game, and for these gamblers who gambled red-eyed, Li Mourning's empty-handed battle against the No. 8 with the three-edged army stab was almost doomed, so they were all extremely emotional.

Even Hao Bo, who was extremely confident in Li Mourning's skills and pressed all the chips on him, was also extremely worried, mingling with the shady scenes inside, and roaring red-faced.

But how could the organizers take these bad gamblers in their eyes, naturally it was impossible to meet their requirements, and the ring match continued as planned.

"How can this be?" Xia Yan's face flushed with anger, "This is too unfair!" ”

"There's never been fairness in the underground ring." Wu Qingzhi also looked at the ring nervously, "But with Li Mourning's strength, it should be easy to deal with, right?" ”

There was also a lack of confidence in his tone.

And while they were nervously watching, the ring match had officially begun.

……

"Surrender, this is your only chance." A sly look flashed in the Eight's eyes as he licked his lips, "Otherwise, I can't guarantee what will happen next." ”

In fact, in the underground boxing ring, as long as you are in the ring, you can't surrender, although there is a rule that you need to pay ten times the fine if you surrender after going on stage, but when you really encounter this situation, the fighters will generally be forced to go to the stage with a gun to the head by the organizer to continue fighting.

No. 8 did this just to attack Li Mourning's psychology and create an advantage for himself.

"Fighter No. 8 is trying to persuade No. 7 to surrender, so how will No. 7 react?" The host likes this kind of link the most, which can facilitate him to take the opportunity to arouse the emotions of the audience.

Under the gathering of countless eyes, Li Mian stretched out a finger.

"What do you mean?" The number eight fighter was a little puzzled.

"One move." Li Mian's expression was calm, "As long as you can block my move, even if I lose." ”

His words were also relayed to the audience by the host, causing an even greater craze.

“…… You guy!! A flash of anger flashed in Eight's eyes, but he quickly forcibly suppressed it, "I have to say, you did succeed in provoking me!" ”

"But it's your stupidest choice tonight! Go to hell!! ”

With a cruel smile on his face, he rushed forward with the three-edged military thorn, and stabbed Li Mian fiercely in the roar of the audience!

Rumble!!

A heavy, terrifying bang!

With a loud bang, a figure flew high, drawing a parabola in mid-air with blood spilled in mid-air.

The originally boiling and noisy arena was instantly silent, and everyone looked at the figure in the ring blankly, all of them with shock, stunned or disbelief on their faces.

And the pupils of the steel fist, which had been sitting firmly on the high platform, shrank, and his eyes changed from casual to serious.

With a "clang", the Triangular Army stabbed and landed on the ground in the distance, breaking the silence.

It's like detonating a bomb, and the field is boiling instantly!

"Seven!" "Seven!" "Seven!" “……”

Countless spectators stood up excitedly, waving their fists vigorously and shouting Li Mian's number, while No. 8, who was lying in a pool of blood outside the ring, was completely forgotten by everyone like garbage.

"Good, so strong!" Xia Yan's eyes widened, she didn't even see the process clearly just now when she saw the number eight fly out.

"Li mourns this guy...... It's a bit too strong! ”

The expression on Wu Qingzhi's face was also very exciting, he didn't expect Li Mian to be so strong.

……

It's so weak.

Li Mian looked at No. 8, who was carried on a stretcher and pulled away, and even wanted to yawn a little out of boredom.

He used less than fifty percent of his strength, and the number eight lay there like a dead dog, unable to move.

If this kind of strength is common among C-class fighters, then tonight's C-class ring match is really no different from a waste of time.

I only hope that the next opponent will have a few eye-catching.

"You were in too much of a hurry just now, you should have put away some shots." Hao Bo greeted him, his face flushed with excitement.

"The fighters who originally advanced can start the second round in half an hour, and now that you have exposed such a strong strength all of a sudden, the organizers will definitely have to make another arrangement."

In fact, this is not the point for him, the point is that Li Mian's odds have fallen to the bottom all of a sudden, and it is impossible for him to make a big profit like the one just now.

"Arrange it separately." Li Mian doesn't care, he doesn't want to earn that appearance fee, but just to see the black fist.

"Can you play next?"

If the rest of the fighters were all crap like the number eight, he might as well sit down and be a spectator.

"Of course, those big names have been amazed by your performance, and I heard that there are at least three big names who want you to continue to play." Hao Bo said excitedly.

Now Li Mourning has aroused the interest of those big shots, as long as he continues to perform outstandingly, then as an agent, he may be able to use this to gain the favor of those big shots.

"Let me know then."

Li Mian casually closed the door and locked Hao Bo out.

Hao Bo was not angry, but left the room with excitement and went to the organizer to wait for the news.

After about half an hour, he returned to the side of the lounge and brought back the organizer's arrangements.

"Guarding?"

Li Mian raised his eyebrows, and became interested.

Hao Bo nodded and said, "That's right, the strength you showed is too strong, and the organizer specially designed a defense match for you." ”

Under Hao Bo's explanation, Li Mian quickly understood what was going on in the Defending Match.

That is to let him be the master of the fight, waiting for the other fighters to challenge one after another, at least ten fights, no admit defeat halfway, and it can be over after ten fights, or you can continue to defend it.

The advantage of defending the tournament is that after winning ten fights in a row, he can be directly promoted to the B rank fighter and can participate in the B rank fight.