"Scouting!"

Without waiting for the referee's introduction, Ye Yifan immediately released the reconnaissance technique on the black boxer.

"Sheba, Opinion -21, Professional Fighter, Life 49.7......"

"Hey, why is this guy's vitality so high? It's so much higher than Coco? Can this still be beaten?" Looking at the vitality of the black boxer, Ye Yifan instantly became messy: "There is an insider, there must be an insider, it seems that the intermediate civilization is not exempt from vulgarity!"

"Ahem, boss! It's not what you think, there are clear rules in the interstellar black market boxing arena, once a fighter has a winning streak, a more powerful opponent will be arranged for him, before Koti won two consecutive victories, the boxing stadium arranged a fighter with a vitality higher than him about 4 points to fight with, but he was defeated, I have to say, this Koti's combat effectiveness is too strong, of course, these are all comments on the Internet, I haven't seen it with my own eyes!"

"And this rule!, then if a fighter has been winning in a row, is it necessary to arrange a Martial Saint Realm powerhouse for him as his opponent in the end?" Hearing Toldi's words, Ye Yifan couldn't help but ask.

In fact, the opponents arranged in the boxing arena are generally not extremely talented, to be precise, they will not let two fighters with the same high talent fight, once such a fighter is found, a series of fights will be arranged to tap his potential, rather than strangling it in the cradle. For Ye Yifan's inquiry, Toldi also didn't know how to answer, after all, his strength is not strong, and his knowledge is limited.

"I see!" Ye Yifan nodded, motioning for Tuo to continue.

"And after those fighters have won a certain number of consecutive victories, they will be arranged to have fighters with the same high talent as opponents according to the situation, so that the stronger of the two talented fighters will be selected as the key training objects......

"Phew!" Hearing this, Ye Yifan couldn't help but gasp, he suddenly understood the true meaning of the existence of the black market boxing arena, those intermediate civilizations are not something that can be joined casually, only the peerless demons who break through the difficulties of the Dao and fight their way out of the encirclement can become the lucky one who meets the standards, in this process, I don't know how many geniuses have fallen, and I don't know how many ordinary masters have become stepping stones, so to speak, every time the organizer of the interstellar low-level civilization black market boxing stadium absorbs a low-level civilized boxer, there will be hundreds of talented boxers and thousands of excellent boxers as stepping stones, becoming the nourishment of this fighter and providing support for his growth！

"Then how many consecutive wins do you need?" After thinking about it, Ye Yifan asked again.

"Probably ten wins in a row will be favored by the forces of the fourth-level civilization, but if the number of consecutive victories reaches thirteen, it will be contested by major forces in the fourth-level civilization, if the number of consecutive victories reaches fifteen, it can even attract the attention of the fifth-level civilization, and the number of consecutive victories reaches twenty-one, it will attract the attention of the sixth-level civilization!" Speaking of this, Yan Tuo couldn't help but feel a little longing.

"Is it just to attract the other party's attention?" Ye Yifan muttered.

"That's right, it's just to attract the attention of the fifth- and sixth-level civilizations! Whether it's the fifth-level or sixth-level civilization, it's not something that our low-level civilizations can imagine, especially the most mysterious sixth-level civilization, no one knows how many powerhouses of the Martial God Realm they have, let alone how far their technology has developed, so even in the face of the peerless demons in the black market boxing arena, they may not hesitate, and even turn a blind eye to some fighters who have won more than 20 consecutive fights!" At this time, there was a hint of resentment in Tuo's words, but he was immediately suppressed by him.

"Sixth-level civilization, it is so mysterious!" Hearing Yan Tuo's words, Ye Yifan couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"Of course it's mysterious! But the rumored high-level civilization is even more mysterious, there has never been any definite information about the high-level civilization, everyone only knows that there is a high-level civilization, and I heard that it is the seventh, eighth, and ninth level civilizations. But where they are, and how powerful they are, no one knows! At least among our low-level civilizations, maybe the middle-level civilizations can learn some information about high-level civilizations!" said Tuo again.

......

After seeing the favorability of these two fighters clearly, Ye Yifan didn't need to choose, and directly released the soldiers to merge with Koti.

Red Boxer:

"Koti, opinion 3, professional fighter, vitality 43.5......"

Black boxer

"Sheba, Opinion -21, Professional Fighter, Life 49.7......"

Although Sheba is a black boxer, and after winning, Ye Yifan and several people can get a gift from a fourth-level civilization, but his favorability towards Ye Yifan is negative.

Of course, if Ye Yifan really wants to ensure that Sheba wins, he can do it, he only needs to fuse a soldier with a relatively low fit for Koti, so that the latter's strength will not be able to play at all. In addition, there are many magic spells that can be used, weakening the red boxer, and strengthening the black boxer, all of which can change the situation and shift in the direction that Ye Yifan wants to see!

But who made the sad card of Keti play well! If Xieba really wins, Ye Yifan is also a little unbearable.

"Kill!"

Soon, the referee signaled for the boxing match to begin, and he also ran down in a hurry.

Prior to this, Ye Yifan had already completed the fusion, and also asked Luo Tuo to convert all the 100 billion into a deposit, and then bet on the red boxer Koti.

The reason why he let Lang Tuo make a move, instead of Ye Yifan personally betting, is because Zhan Mao civilization has the custom of imposing heavy taxes on outsiders, in order to pay less taxes, Ye Yifan can only do this, anyway, he and Luo Tuo are connected through a mental connection, and they are not afraid of being affected by the noisy environment around them and bet on the wrong bet.

100 billion, converted into a margin, is 10 trillion, and it is also the regular currency of the Zan civilization, and the exchange rate with the Chinese currency of the earth civilization is 1:8.8 trillion, ten trillion can definitely buy the entire galaxy!

Of course, if you really want to buy it, you will definitely not be able to buy it, because the earth civilization will not sell the galaxy anyway, it is their home, and it is the foundation of the earth civilization.

"Whew!"

"Bang!"

"Bah!Bah!"

After the referee gave the order, Koti and Sheba rushed together and began a frantic and bloody fight.

Koti's fighting style is as impactful as his style, he barely defensive, blindly rushing forward, even if he is attacked, he will not retreat, like a god of war, bravely moving forward.

In front of Koti, Sheba, who has a higher vitality, is like a small grass in the storm, struggling desperately, but he can't see the dawn of victory!

"Phew!"

As Koti's final punch landed on Sheba's head, the latter crashed to the ground.

Since this is not a death fight, Koti did not continue to chase after his opponent was knocked down, but stood aside and waited for the referee to announce the decision.

"Huh, why am I not injured? What's going on?" At this point, Koti ignored the cheers around him, but was so absorbed by the changes in his body that he didn't even notice the referee's countdown and the Black boxer's struggle on the ground.

"Wow! He stood up! How could he still stand up after receiving such a heavy punch?" At the same time, Ye Yifan was taken aback by the performance of Xieba in the boxing ring, he found that the latter still did not give up after eating Koti's fatal blow, but stood up when the referee counted to the end, which was too tenacious!

"This Sheba comes from a second-level civilization, it is a very mysterious civilization, called the Qianxia civilization, the members of the Qianba civilization have a very small chance of obtaining a unique ability - resurrection from the dead! It is rumored that when they encounter a desperate situation, they may stimulate their potential, even if they are hit by a fatal blow, they will not die immediately, but recover most of the injuries on their bodies in a short period of time and continue to fight, this is called a potential explosion, but there will be certain sequelae after the outbreak is over, but that doesn't matter anymore. Toldi has been looking for information about the civilization of the two fighters on the Internet, and at this time, he just took it out and told Ye Yifan about it.

"Resurrection from the dead!There is still such an ability!" Hearing Toldi's explanation, Ye Yifan was even more confused, he really didn't expect that someone really had natural ability.

"Whoosh!"

"Ah, why didn't Koti react, what the hell is wrong with him?

"Bang!"

To everyone's surprise, when Sheba struggled to get up from the ground and attacked Koti, who was standing there, the other party stood still, let alone counterattacked, and there was no action to block.

In this case, Koti was knocked out by Sheba without any suspense and fell heavily to the ground.

Although Sheba looked quite embarrassed, and even gave people a shaky feeling, in fact, he had recovered most of his injuries, and this punch was also exhausted, and it was good that Koti did not blow up on the spot.

No one thought that Koti would be able to stay awake under such a heavy blow, and some even thought that he would be killed on the spot by that punch, and the chances of survival were quite low when he was hit by a punch by an opponent with a higher vitality than himself without blocking or dodging at all. What's more, just now Sheba still attacked with hatred, and that punch almost reached the peak of attack power.

"Start counting down, ten...... Nine...... Eight ......"

"Hahaha, I know, it must be the blessing of the gods!" Just when the referee ran to Koti's side and began to count down, Koti, who was lying on the ground and was completely unresponsive, suddenly bounced up and laughed!