Xu Shiying thought about it in his heart and felt that this trick should be feasible.

However, just as he was thinking, the muscular man's fist hit him heavily in the abdomen, causing him to turn pale instantly, only to feel a tumbling stomach and stomach acid to his throat.

It's just that the muscular man doesn't intend to let him go, there is no so-called friendship first and competition second in the ring.

If you don't knock your opponent down, the referee won't declare who wins.

As an experienced fighter, Muscle Man naturally doesn't make the low-level mistake of giving his opponent a breath.

One hand grabbed the clothes on Xu Shiying's body, and raised his foot to try to hit his stomach again.

Xu Shiying's eyes were ruthless, one hand grabbed the muscular man's left thumb, and broke it hard, the muscular man was so painful that he quickly let go, Xu Shiying fell to the ground, and he took the opportunity to raise his foot and kick on the muscular man's peach.

The pain made the muscular man retreat again and again.

Xu Shiying stood up from the ground, his face was calm, he didn't want to use the next three bad tricks, that would make his reputation unpleasant, but it was more important to live than a false reputation.

Regardless of rubbing his aching belly, Xu Shiying walked towards the muscular man with an expressionless face, stopped only thirty centimeters away from the muscular man, raised his foot and continued to kick his stomach fiercely.

The defense is amazing, so what?

One foot can be carried, two feet can be carried, three feet? What about the four legs?

How can a muscular man not know what the hell Xu Shiying is fighting? The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, his face turned cold, his fist moved suddenly, and his arm turned into a bolt of lightning and hammered directly towards Xu Shiying.

Xu Shiying, who was about to raise his feet, sensed the attack of the muscular man, and hurriedly rolled a speeding donkey, what he practiced most in the gravity room was the speed under his feet, and because of this, Xu Shiying dodged this punch.

Seeing that Xu Shiying dodged his fist again, which made him angry, this kid is like a slippery loach, his strength is not strong, but his dodging skills are first-class.

"Humph! Labor and management to see if you can stay avoided! ”

The muscular man snorted, raised his toes high, and kicked out hard.

Xu Shiying's eyes were small, he stood up, straightened his chest and took the initiative to bear the blow, when the muscular man kicked in his chest and thought that the victory was in his hands, Xu Shiying grabbed the muscular man's feet with both hands and pulled hard, the muscular man's left and right feet were unbalanced, and his body fell to the ground.

Take advantage of your illness to kill you, Xu Shiying understands better than anyone else!

Suddenly, Xu Shiying appeared next to the muscular man, his palm turned into a tiger claw and grabbed the muscular man's throat, the muscular man was in pain, and he struggled to struggle, Xu Shiying's other arm hit the muscular man's stomach hard.

The muscular man was in pain again, and his face turned pale.

Because of the pain, the muscular man struggled violently, Xu Shiying was not a professional tiger claw master after all, and he couldn't make his fingers really as strong and hard as tiger claws.

The hand that grabbed the muscular man's throat was broken free by him, Xu Shiying was not discouraged, his figure flashed, his legs were like thunder, and he kicked the muscular man's head hard.

Rumble!

The muscular man's head was hit strongly, and a large amount of blood flowed out of the back of his head, and the muscular man was lifeless.

Xu Shiying didn't feel the slightest discomfort, just glanced at the muscular man lightly, and then waited for the referee to announce the winner or loser.

They are all characters in the painting, and he needs to have a psychological burden of wool, and the next time he comes in, the muscular man on the ground may be alive.

The referee, who was standing on the side, came to the muscular man's side, squatted down, probed the muscular man's nostrils with his fingers, took a deep look at Xu Shiying, got up and announced, "Winner, alpaca!" ”

As the referee's voice landed, a deafening sound sounded inside and outside the field, and some spectators threw copper coins on the stage.

Xu Shiying didn't immediately squat down to pick it up, and he wouldn't risk it when he wasn't sure about the safety around him.

At this time, the referee walked up to him and said, "Mr. Alpaca, do you want to continue, or do you want to take a break first?" ”

"How long can I rest?"

Xu Shiying asked.

He was punched by a muscular man in the abdomen, and it still hurts a little, so if he can rest, it's better to rest.

"Mr. Alpaca can rest for five minutes!" As the referee spoke, two stout men walked up and lifted the muscular man down, and the blood on the ground was cleaned up.

Far from having any negative impact on the underground boxing arena, Muscular Man's death raised the cheers from all around him to the highest point.

These cheers were for Xu Shiying, but Xu Shiying didn't care, but the rest time that the referee said surprised him.

"Just give a five-minute break?"

The referee nodded.

"Ten fights in a row before you can leave the underground ring?"

The referee continued to nod.

Xu Shiying was dumbfounded.

His body can't stand it anymore after one fight, and even if he wins ten games in a row, even if he wins in the end, he basically only has his last breath left.

A trace of pity flashed in the referee's eyes, any boxer brought by the sixth master will not end well, after all, Xu Shiying signed a special contract to fight ten times in a row.

And ordinary free boxers, they only need to fight once, come at any time, fight at any time, and go at any time.

But Xu Shiying's situation is equivalent to Wu Xiaoliu sold Xu Shiying into the underground boxing stadium, no matter what the strength of Xu Shiying is, there will definitely be accidents in ten consecutive fights, and the smell of blood will not affect the sound of the underground boxing stadium, but will stimulate the audience's senses for the excitement of betting and competition, making them completely crazy in love with this sport.

After so many years of operation, the underground boxing stadium has long been impregnable, with its own rules, and it is forbidden to force spectators or fighters to buy and sell, and violators will be expelled from the underground boxing stadium.

But there is no one on the surface, and secretly, such as Xu Shiying, this phenomenon abounds.

"Wu Xiaoliu, I'll your second uncle!"

Xu Shiying still didn't understand, he was cheated by Wu Xiaoliu.

And staying in the betting area with a sip of turbid wine, looking at the angry Xu Shiying on the stage, a sneer appeared on his face, this is the price of provoking your sixth master!

"Little Er, another bowl of turbid wine!"

Wu Xiaoliu threw out a copper coin, which was still on the table casually, and Xiao Er on the side put the copper coin in his pocket and quickly brought a bowl of turbid wine.

As the name suggests, the turbid wine looks turbid, but the taste is spicy and sweet, Wu Xiaoliu took a sip, his face was full of pride.

Although he lost some copper coins by pressing the muscle man, he didn't believe that Xu Shiying would continue to win.

In his philosophy, if you start to lose, you will win steadily, and if you start to win, you will lose steadily.

Wu Xiaoliu hummed a little song in his mouth, looking at Xu Shiying's surprised cheeks on the stage, this is the best appetizer, he took a big sip of turbid wine, his face was full of enjoyment.