"Okay, Su Hang, don't be nervous, you're an agent. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "Su Hang took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and then walked forward along the passage outside the door. On this way forward, Su Hang suddenly had the illusion that he was a gladiator who was about to go out to die in the ancient Roman arena in the past.

After going out, an octagon appeared in front of him. This octagonal cage is much larger than the ordinary octagonal cage, almost forty or fifty square meters, which can be used to move around very well, and even escape.

However, the blood stains on the ground that had turned black and brown made Su Hang a little uneasy to look at.

When he entered, there was already another man inside, leaning against the corner and smoking a cigarette.

Su Hang raised his feet and walked up the steps, and then entered the octagonal cage, and the cage door behind him was immediately lowered, and there were bursts of boos in the darkness on the side. Obviously, above this cage, there should be a circle of spectators. Judging from this situation, this underground boxing stadium should have the same specifications as the ancient Roman arena, after all, the main income here is the gambling periphery of black boxing.

There were no rules, no referees, and no notice, and the two were just in a cage.

There was a sound urging to start fighting in the surrounding darkness, and Su Hang looked at his opponent, this was a young man with a small yellow flat head, about twenty-seven or eight, with a scruffy beard.

This person is naked, with a lot of tattoos and scars on his body, and his muscles are quite strong, so he knows at a glance that he is the master who often fights, and his expression is also fierce. At this moment, he was still in the corner unhurriedly spitting smoke rings.

Compared with the other party's sturdy figure, Su Hang's figure is very embarrassing, there are not many muscles, but there is some fat, people have six-pack abs, and he probably has two.

Therefore, in order to avoid exposing his figure, Su Hang wore a loose sportswear and also brought his own Tokyo ghoul mask.

It was probably Su Hang's outfit that caused the surrounding audience to boo: how did he look like he was here to fight black boxing, he simply ran away from the wrong venue at night, right? Or are you here to be funny?

"Sandbag, get rid of him!" "Sandbag, I pressed 100,000 on you! Beat him up! "Hey, newcomer, I pressed you 200,000 and couldn't survive the first round, if I lose, I'll kill you, don't you hear!" The surrounding audience shouted,

And the man, nicknamed Sandbag, threw his cigarette on the ground and trampled it out, sneering: "What a guy who is in a hurry." ”

After speaking, the sandbag put on a posture and smiled at Su Hang: "Newcomer, right?" Good luck. ”

"Are you saying I'm lucky, or are you lucky?" Su Hang also took a posture and asked. After all, he has been learning martial arts for more than a month, and he still has the basic posture. In addition, he also has a lot of opportunities to practice in actual combat, although the opponent is a lifeless time undead, but at least it will not be obvious that he is a layman who has only studied for a month.

"Hmph, what's wrong with punching, the black fist is different from the punch you fought before!" Sandbag grinned, and stepped forward with an arrow, which was an old fist slamming into Su Hang's abdomen.

Su Hang knew very well that his current physical strength was impossible to compete with the other party, so he still needed a little time flow ability. He used only a speed bump at twice the speed to slow down his opponent's swing a bit, and then blocked the punch with his forearm. After the deceleration of the time flow, Su Hang finally carried this blow, but he still felt a swelling pain in his arm.

However, the other party's next step is to kick his lower body. Su Hang was mentally prepared from the beginning, and he also knew that he was here to fight black boxing, of course he wouldn't shout that it was unfair so naively. But after all, he has only been learning boxing for a month now, and it is impossible for him to fight against this kind of real fighter, so he needs to use some tricks.

Su Hang turned on the lightning reaction and saw the opponent's movements clearly. Since Sandbag is just an ordinary person, he can move at a normal speed with the lightning reaction turned on. Su Hang unhurriedly went around to the opponent's side, dodged this kick, and hit the sandbag under the ribs with an uppercut. Of course, this punch was not accelerated by the flow of time.

It felt like hitting a sandbag in the gym, usually when completing the space-time rift, Su Hang's gloves were blessed by the static time flow, coupled with the acceleration effect of lightning jump, there was no such strong recoil when hitting the enemy. This punch Su Hang has actually used all his strength, but for the other party, it seems to be painless.

"Oh roar, what are you doing here? Tickle me? Sandbag shrugged his shoulders and smiled, then straightened his belly and patted it, mockingly: "Come on, I'll let you hit it again." ”

Su Hang was stunned, and then unconvinced, he punched him again with all his strength, and then his wrist hurt for a while.

"Ouch, that's how you usually box?" Sandbag teased, and then a cold backhand punched Su Hang in the face. Su Hang felt as if someone had given him a hammer, and at that time, his head exploded with a "buzz", his body spun in a circle, and he fell to the ground with a bang.

He overlooked another element of black boxing: the heavyweight. That's right, there are no rules in black boxing, and naturally there is no heavyweight, the enemy's weight is probably about twenty pounds heavier than him, and it is impossible for his fists to threaten the enemy.

But the problem is not here, Su Hang fell to the ground, half of his face was numb with pain, but his brain was spinning very clearly, and Coach Ke's words gradually emerged from his mind: boxing is actually a rhythm, both sides have rhythm in attack and defense, he messed up the rhythm because of nervousness, and at the same time forgot all the things that Coach Ke taught him.

"Yay!" Sandbag raised his arms and roared into the surrounding audience, while the audience shouted in high spirits: "Kill him!" "Kill him!" "Kill him!"

Su Hang shook his head on the ground and came to his senses, and then stood up from the ground.

"Calm down, there's no need to panic." Su Hang took a deep breath and admonished himself: "Calm down and analyze, just like then...... Looking back, I think back to the night I faced off against the Ripper, the moment when my life was at stake. After all, the other party is an ordinary person, and I am an 'agent', so if you analyze it carefully, I have 'time'......"

Thinking so, Su Hang straightened his mask again, calmed down, and put on a posture again.

"That's it, otherwise, there's no fun in destroying you." Sandbag smiled hesitantly, followed the posture, and then suddenly coldly reached out and grabbed Su Hang's shoulder, and hit him in the face.