Chapter 223: The Fate of the Fighters

All in this way, all in line with the requirements of a perfect black market fighter!

Seeing that the young man's body was carried down, someone cleaned the blood and brains from the ring, and the cold arrow was still standing on the ring. bubble-book_bar()

Although Leng Jian's expression was calm, in fact, he was at a loss, he still couldn't understand why he was standing in the ring, he was here to find someone......

Qiu Yanwu, who was standing under the ring, naturally saw Leng Jian's blankness, and he couldn't imagine that things would develop into what they are now, so he could only smile bitterly.

I knew that the big head was such a person, and if I killed them, I wouldn't have found myself to find trouble.

If Qiu Yanwu and Leng Jian knew that the big head was smiling from ear to ear now, and the ten fingers were together to calculate how much money they had earned, they would probably vomit blood and die in anger......

"Let the bulldozer go up." A white man who had been quiet all the time suddenly said a word.

The inside of the monitoring room suddenly made people feel extremely quiet, and there was a feeling of suffocation.

All eyes fell on this white man.

"I think ......"

"If he can take out the bulldozer, we can enter the black boxing market in the United States, and at the very least, we will have the bargaining chips to negotiate with the black market in the United States." The white man said unhurriedly.

The six exchanged glances and shook their heads almost at the same time.

"Dear Mr. Smith, whether it is a bulldozer or this person, they are rare talents, we can't take risks, we have enough manpower to test whether this person is luck or real strength, let Jeff go up, if Jeff can't do it, let Hanada Sakura go up, Hanada Sakura can't do it, let Sato go up...... If none of these people work, we've made enough......"

"As long as it's not my fighter, it's up to you." The white man heard the Japanese mention his fighters, and a subtle smile appeared on his lips.

Several other bosses also agreed.

If this sudden boxer is really as powerful as the legendary Tang Long, then it would be a massacre to challenge him at this time.

Unlike legal martial arts, the real masters in black market boxing basically have a lethal rate of more than 99%.

Tang Long's record is 96 wins in 97 battles, of which 95 opponents were killed, most of which were killed under his iron legs.

There is also a "Hell Demon King" on a par with Tang Long in the black market boxing ring, he is far less well-known than Tang Long, and no one has ever regarded him as a hero, but his strength is enough to make every opponent feel terrified from the bottom of his heart. His name is synonymous with death. Those who knew him could not help but tremble at the mention of his name. "167 wins in 168 official matches and 114 killings on the spot. The official matches accounted for only 13 of his total number of matches. It's not a pool of the sky, it's the power of flesh and blood.

In fact, any successful black market boxer is stepping on the bones of his opponent to the altar, of course, most of these mythical characters ended their black boxing careers in the last game of their lives, and Tang Long, who is in full swing, is no exception.

And the last game, for the most part, means the end of life.

The bulldozer is an Indian, 1.8 meters tall and weighing 1001 kilograms, who swept through the Asian underground black boxer, which is said to be the most promising Asian boxer to break into the American market.

In general, although there are many excellent fighters in Southeast Asia, especially Thailand, this cannot change the hegemony of the United States, and some data show that the vast majority of excellent black fighters are concentrated in the United States.

Of course, this is not to say that the fighting skills of the United States are better than those in other regions, the main reason is that the prize money of black market boxing in the United States is many times higher than that in other regions, and some people prefer to go to the United States to participate in boxing competitions, although the risk is very large, but the reward and risk are the same.

When Jeff stood in the ring, screams and shouts erupted in the audience, especially some women, who cheered desperately.

Jeff's mother was a Japanese prostitute, and he had an American GI father who could never be found, he was stunningly beautiful, with blue eyes and thick black hair, and the color of his muscles was delicate, but the shape was unusually distinct, piece by piece, like a sculpture, he was nineteen years old, he was a very potential fighter, and he had participated in twenty-three underground boxing fights, winning them all, and twenty-one of them killed each other with his legs.

Jeff has one and also has a nickname: "Steel Leg Sweep".

In Japan, no one in the black market can match him in terms of his skills at killing people with his bare hands. Because he's of mixed race, many Japanese fighters have mixed feelings when they talk about him. He's a proud yet fearsome killing machine, and no one of his peers has achieved anything like him in martial arts. His chilling "steel leg sweep" left his opponent in despair.

Every black market fighter is convinced that they can win before they go into the ring, and this is a prerequisite for them to survive. If your confidence fails, you'll be a walking corpse on the field. But Jeff was able to break the confidence of the strongest man, because you can hardly find his weaknesses. Almost no one could break through the net of fire formed by his leg sweep.

Everyone only gets one chance. If you get hit by his kick, you can only hope that you can save your life, even if you are a natural killer. There is almost no chance of survival if the head and torso are hit, and even the arms are often broken when they are hit.

A lot of people tried to find a counter-attack in the moment he got up on his legs, but few could capture the fleeting moment in the face of his astonishing speed and power.

Some people say that there is Tang Long's shadow on his body, because Tang Long is also famous for his legs, and some people even assert that over time, Jeff will definitely be able to compare with Tang Long.

Of course, these are all speculations, and as a black market fighter, tomorrow is too far away, and no one knows if tomorrow will be knocked out of the ring by a rising star.

The speed of renewal in the ring is astonishing, and it has also made countless invincible fighters dream of breaking the ring......

Just when Leng Jian and Jeff were standing in the ring, Tian Hong had already returned to the hotel where he was staying, and as soon as Tian Hong entered the hotel, he was immediately discovered by Leng Jian's men.

When Tian Hong knew that the big head had come to Japan, Tian Hong, who had been trapped in that void black space for countless days, suddenly felt better.

Tian Hong just briefly freshened up, changed into a set of silver casual suits, and then went according to the address provided by Leng Arrow's subordinates, and behind him, four agents followed......

ps; Ask for a few red tickets!