Out of the gym, Fang Heng hurriedly asked, "Master, do you really want me to go to a boxing match?"

"It's not a boxing match. Wu Jun replied gently, "It's a kickboxing match." ”

Fang Heng: ...... That's scarier than boxing, right?

"But Master, I've never played a match. ”

"Don't worry," Wu Jun said, "There are still a few hours before the competition, I'll find someone to give you special training." ”

How many hours of special training?

Fang Heng always felt a little unreliable.

"Don't worry, with Master here, you can't lose if you want to. ”

Hearing this, Fang Heng instantly gained confidence.

With Master as the backing, what are you afraid of?

Just roll up your sleeves and do it!

Back at the hotel, Wu Jun found the stone who was watching TV.

"There's a job, do you want to do it?"

Shi Shi's face was happy when he heard this, of course he wanted to, he had been living in the hotel for the past few days, and he had been thinking about what to do in the future.

Now that the work is coming, how could he not want to?

"Thank you, master, I don't know what the job is?"

"Please be the temporary coach," Wu Jun asked Fang Heng to come over and introduced, "His name is Fang Heng, and you are responsible for training him in the basic knowledge of boxing this afternoon." ”

"Okay, has he fought before?"

"No, I just learned today," Wu Jun said with a smile, "You have a little patience, we have to train for an afternoon, and in the evening we have to go to play ten wheel races with Bicha's people." ”

Stone's eyes widened instantly.

He has been in Bicha's field for a while, and he has heard that Bicha's subordinates really have some powerful fighters, who are usually invisible to people.

This man of his age has never learned boxing, and he still has to fight against his masters?

And it's ten wheel races!

This...... Is that any different from sending him to die?

"Brother Shi, hello, I will ask you for advice today. ”

Fang Heng was so envious when he saw the muscles of the stone.

He didn't know why, he did so much training every day, and now his strength was as big as that of three ordinary people, and he didn't have any muscles at all.

However, Master doesn't seem to have any muscles, and he reckons that this is the tradition of their sect.

"No," said the stone, "you are going to die, and I can't let you go." ”

Wu Jun knew that he was kind, so he said, "In this way, you can try his strength now and see if he is qualified." ”

Shi thought for a while: "Okay, then let's go to the gym in the hotel." ”

When Fang Heng was going to play a game, Zou Hai and Fan Peng soon found out, and took Chen Shui'er (Namu) and her younger brother to the gym to watch the excitement.

The stone led Fang Heng to the barbell: "I want to see your strength first, you can add it yourself." ”

Fang Heng picked up a few counterweights, he had never played with this thing before, so he tried the weight first.

It doesn't seem to be very heavy.

So he stuffed seven or eight pieces of the barbell at both ends, and he didn't know how heavy, and then squatted down and grabbed the middle of the barbell with one hand.

"Get up!"

Due to the serious underestimation of the weight of the barbell, this time it was a little too strong, and the momentum was drummed up, and the result was thrown directly to the top of the head, resulting in an unstable center of gravity and a little staggering.

"Wow!" Chen Shui'er covered her small mouth, "So powerful!"

Stone was also amazed in his heart.

This barbell is more than 90 kilograms, and it is so easy to lift it with one hand?

With such power, if you throw a punch, will you blow people's heads out?

"Okay?" Fang Heng asked expectantly.

"Alright, that's enough!"

The stone was like picking up a rare piece of jade, he could completely foresee that with a little training, Fang Heng would definitely be able to win the World Fighting Championship!

Just kidding, who can stand up to a punch from him?

However, strength alone is not enough, and skills are still needed.

There are two types of techniques.

One is the dodge technique, how to avoid being hit by the enemy, which is more critical.

The second is the attack technique, no matter how strong you are, it will be useless to miss the opponent.

So all afternoon, the stone was training Fang Heng in the basics of these two aspects.

Fang Heng was also very interested in this, and he studied very seriously.

In addition to feeding the fish and crabs, it is rare for the master to have a task entrusted to him, and of course he can't let the master lose face.

Wu Jun pulled Zou Hai and Fan Peng and discussed the investment in the evening a little.

......

By the time night fell, Bicha was fully prepared.

For him, that house is no longer something he values, and he basically didn't spend a penny to get it back then, so even if he gives it to Wu Jun, it doesn't matter.

Tonight's game is definitely a good opportunity to make a lot of money.

This is a one-on-ten wheel race, and all the fighters who came out of his side are famous fighters, so after the news was released, the price of tickets alone rose to ten times the usual price, and it was difficult to find a ticket.

Almost all of the people who came to see the game were local wealthy people.

Some enthusiasts do not hesitate to come from places like Bangkok.

There are also some Chinese, who heard that it was a Chinese kung fu master who came to challenge, and they were so excited that they put down everything and came to watch the battle.

Before four o'clock, the entire basement was packed.

The place where the bet is placed is so crowded that the needle can't be inserted.

These rich enthusiasts are even crazier than the game.

There are also those Chinese people, when they heard that Fang Heng was a Chinese kung fu master, they didn't take money as money, and smashed millions of baht with their eyes closed.

This is also the result of Bicha's deliberate publicity.

He knew very well that these Chinese people, at such a time, many would not hesitate to support Fang Heng.

So he was ambitious, contacted more than a dozen big bosses who had worked closely together, and jointly opened a big plate, ready to make a big profit.

To be on the safe side, in addition to a few masters arranged by himself, he also spent money to bring in a man who is internationally famous, Quint, who has won 85 consecutive victories.

No matter how powerful Fang Heng is, if he wins the first nine games, he will still be defeated by Quinte.

Even if he had the skills to beat Quint, he didn't have the physical strength.

As long as Fang Heng loses in the last game, according to the current betting situation, not to mention one house, twenty houses can be earned.

That's what he's really trying to do with this game.

In order to hype up the atmosphere and make the audience feel comfortable and excited, he also specially invited a famous commentator who spoke Chinese throughout the process.

After all, the vast majority of those present today are rich Chinese people.

"Ladies and gentlemen!" the time was eight o'clock in the evening, and the voice of the narrator came from the huge speaker, "The first Challenge Cup-Free Fighting Tournament starts now!"

"It's finally begun!"

"Hurry up, your uncle can't wait!"

"Where are our Chinese kung fu masters?"

......

The audience was boiling, and everyone seemed to be beaten with chicken blood.

Commentary: "In this game, kung fu masters from China will challenge ten free fighting masters in a row. Only if he wins 10 games in a row can he win the challenge book and get a prize of 10 million baht!"

"This is destined to be an unprecedented challenge in the history of kickboxing in Pattaya!"

"Now, please invite our first challenger, the black card - play!"

"Cut—"

There was a burst of boos in the stands.

Although the black card had an upset before, defeating the stone with a 10-game winning streak.

But more than 70% of the current audience is Chinese, so they don't buy it much.

In the cold battle song, Heika came to the ring.

At this time, Fang Heng was still in the lounge, he had just blown his hair, and in order to prevent his hair from falling apart, he also sprayed a lot of hairspray.

At this time, listening to the sound of the tsunami outside, he was still a little stage frightened.

"Master......"

"Fight well, you can do it. Wu Jun encouraged.

"It's not Master, I just want to ask," Fang Heng said, "If I win, can I say some handsome lines." ”

"It's up to you. ”

"I see, Master. ”

Commentary: "Now, please invite a kung fu master from Huaxia - Fang Heng!"

Knock - Knock -

"Pride - facing ten thousand waves!"

"Hot blood—hot as red sun!"

......

In the music of "Men Should Be Self-Improvement", Fang Heng, who was wearing a red robe, a pair of leggings tied to his legs, and a handsome hairstyle on his head, finally walked out of the lounge under everyone's long-awaited gaze.

"Fang Heng!

"Fang Heng, as long as you win, I will reward 500,000!"

"I'll tip a million!"

Commentary: "Fang Heng's popularity is very high! And he is also very handsome! Everyone is calling his name!"

"Okay, now the players are in place, and the referee is reading out the rules of the game!"

"Cut—"

The audience collectively raised their middle fingers at the commentary.

What rules, deceive children!

Commentary: "Please don't do this to me, my heart is fragile!"

"Okay, the game is about to begin!"

When—

With the sound of a gong, the referee stepped away, and the two players on the stage began to face each other.

As Fang Heng's temporary coach, the stone's advice to Fang Heng was to respond to all changes with the same.

Because he has no experience and attacks rashly, he is likely to be counterattacked by the opponent by seizing his weakness.

This was very good advice, but what he never expected was that Heika seemed to plan to do the same.

So the two of them are in the ring, you look at me, I look at you, motionless.

Commentary: "It seems that both sides have adopted a preemptive tactic, I wonder who will break this deadlock first?"

Ten seconds later.

"Time is passing by second, neither side has moved, who will break this deadlock?"

"Who breaks the ice?"

"Who's coming?"

......

The commentary was about to collapse, it was the first time he had encountered such a match, and both players were too conservative.

It's been more than a minute, and the two of them are like wooden chickens, so he has nothing to say at all.

It's really embarrassing.

"Fang Heng!"

"Fang Heng, don't be cowardly, just do it!"

......

The spectators in the stands also got a little irritated and started to shout.

"Haha, what a kung fu master, I think it's just a cowardice!"

"I don't dare to do it in the first race, why do I pick ten wheel races?

......

Fang Heng couldn't listen anymore, Master was still looking at him from behind, how could he stand here and not move?

So he tried to take a small step forward.

But just like what Gu Long wrote, this step pulled the opponent's long-accumulated qi machine, and he saw that the black card moved and made the first move, and a powerful long leg whined in the air.

Bang bang bang –

A set of consecutive kicking skills, all hitting Fang Heng's head!

"Hit!"

"This is Black Card's famous stunt, seven consecutive kicks!"

"Hit them all!"

"Player Fang Heng, Player Fang Heng is already stunned!"

"Heika didn't let go of this opportunity, and immediately wrapped his waist around him, a special move-"

Bang –

Fang Heng was like a sack, lying horizontally on the ground.

Stone felt sorry for a while, and his eyes were about to turn red.

That day, he was defeated by the black card.

Unexpectedly, Fang Heng ended up with the same fate as him today.

Having suffered such a heavy blow, this Fang Heng brother is afraid that he will lose.

"Haha, the black card won!"

"What a kung fu master, it's better than a rookie!"

"Go back to Huaxia!"

......

A few arrogant voices echoed in the quiet basement.

These are all big bosses who jointly opened the market with Bicha, and they wish that Fang Heng would be put down as soon as he came up.

Because the faster Fang Heng lost, the more money they made.

Commentary: "It seems that the winner and loser have been decided, Fang Heng, a player from Huaxia, after encountering a stormy kick with a black card, has hit a special move, it seems that it is already ...... Ahh

In the boxing ring, Fang Heng jumped up with a carp, full of energy.

"Oh my God! Unbelievable! Fang Heng, after suffering such a series of blows, stood up again!"

"No—he jumped up, like he hadn't received any blow!"

Heika also looked confused, didn't I have the strength just now?

Impossible, he clearly felt it, every stroke just now fell into place, how could this guy act like he was fine?

The audience in the stands was even more excited and almost crazy.

"Fang Heng, beat him!"

"Fang Heng, fight back!"

......

Fang Heng was taken by surprise just now, it was really his own pot.

He didn't expect that the opponent's attack was so varied, and the last horizontal fall was still a little strong, almost a quarter of the strength of Jasmine when she usually fought with him.

It seems that the other party still has a bit of a doorway.

It's just that his mind is a little messy at this time, and the tricks that the stone taught him are a bit too much, and he can't remember them for a while.

But it didn't matter, he remembered a jasmine when she was playing.

So he took a deep breath, held his breath, sank into the dantian, and his center of gravity sank.

Then the cat rose to the waist and stretched out its two hands in the shape of claws, staring directly at the black card.