"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

In a darkened basement, a giant man dressed as a boxer about two meters tall is attacking the special boxing sandbag in front of him with one punch at a time.

Each punch punches the sandbag and swings high.

This specially customized sandbag is filled with iron sand, not to mention that ordinary people can shake it with a punch, but under the fist of this strong man, it is like a plaything.

"Stomp!"

A middle-aged man with a hooked nose and a big belly in a suit and leather shoes walked in.

"Hey, Ray Mercer, aren't you going to enjoy it, there's a lot of pretty girls at the party upstairs, willing to die for you!"

The man looked at his surroundings, coupled with the roaring noise, and couldn't help frowning at the same time, he shouted at the strong man.

"Boom!"

The punch dented the sandbag and hung it high as if it was about to be knocked off at any moment.

Ray Mercer shook the beads of sweat off his shoulder, turned to the middle-aged man and said, "Thomas, you know I don't like this kind of annoying socializing, and I don't like to be disturbed while practicing!"

Under the illumination of the light, Ray Mercer also revealed his true face, the traditional Russian rugged face, deep sunken eye sockets, a high nose bridge, and yellow-white eyebrows.

But the scars on his face, coupled with the long scratches on his chest, instantly filled the entire basement with a fierce aura!

Thomas, who was in a suit and leather shoes, seemed to have become accustomed to Ray Mercer's fierce aura, shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "Ray! There is no need to be angry with those elders who are full of and politicians!"

Then he continued to smile and walked up to Ray Mercer, looking up at Ray Mercer, who was as strong as a giant beast.

"We've worked together for many years, and your own head is full of muscles, don't you understand it yourself? Look at it, I'll leave those troublesome entertainment this time to me, you just need to use your fists to tell them that our black belt is strong!"

As he spoke, he bumped Ray Mercer's arm with his shoulder, and said with a wink, "Is it really a pity not to go upstairs?"

"Don't!"

Ray Mercer replied sullenly, then turned around and prepared to continue punching the punching bag, and at the same time said, "Thomas, will there really be a master this time! Don't lie to me again!"

"How could I lie to you! My brother, this is a big event! A master of the same level as you is a two-handed master!"

Thomas watched Ray Mercer's performance without any surprises, and years of working together had allowed him to get used to Ray Mercer's temper.

The two are partners, and since they met Ray Mercer in the underground ring, they have been working together, then to training camp in Siberia and then to joining black belts!

Don't look at what Ray Mercer has always become, he is a monster who doesn't like to use his brain, but only he understands? Ray Mercer is just lazy to talk useless nonsense to others!

And his role is actually to block out all the things that Ray Mercer doesn't like, or through his own tactful means, into the results that Ray Mercer is satisfied with.

This tacit understanding has continued to this day, and it has allowed them both to find what they are after.

Ray Mercer is trying to break through and become stronger!

After all, there is nothing in the world that attracts Thomas more than money, and he still relies on Ray Mercer, and Thomas makes a lot of money!

"Bang!"

Punching the punch on the punching bag again, Ray Mercer said, "That's good, Thomas, now I'm going to keep practicing, don't disturb me!"

"Okay!"

Thomas shrugged at Ray Mercer's back, turned away, and turned to reply at the door, "We'll be on the island tomorrow!"

And then just leave!

"Bang!"

Another punch was struck, and the roar resounded throughout the basement, and Ray Mercer couldn't help but clench as he looked at the sandbag in front of him, full of calloused fists.

His eyes showed the ferocity of a beast, and the corners of his mouth cracked into a hideous smile.

Tomorrow?

You should hurry up, and then you can taste the hot blood that is pouring on you.

I'm really looking forward to it!

"Tick!"

"Tick!"

With the fist, the sweat on Ray Mercer's forehead kept swinging and flicking!

"Squeak!"

The doors are open again!

"Didn't you say don't bother me?"

Without looking back, Ray Mercer's face instantly fell, and he frowned and roared.

"Hmm, that's not right!"

"Boom!"

A chill flashed in his eyes!

Ray Mercer instantly broke the sandbag with a punch, grabbed a handful of iron sand with his huge palm, and threw the iron sand behind him with a swivel of his arm.

The action is done without the slightest hesitation, in one go, as if it were a conditioned reflex.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

A large piece of iron sand, under the tremendous force, rained like a bullet, shooting at the person who opened the door and walked into the basement.

And then at the same time, Ray Mercer, with a kick on his right leg, rushed towards the man who came in!

Tough!

Ferocious!

Without mercy!

"Whoosh!"

With a screaming sound of breaking the air, the person who suddenly appeared disappeared in an instant, the iron sand was directly embedded in the ground and walls, and Ray Mercer's fist also hit the air.

"Master!"

Ray Mercer didn't pursue, but leaned his back against the door, looking at this strange master who suddenly appeared in the light!

One meter nine tall, leaning towards a thin figure, long hair and ponytails, when he saw this person's handsome face clearly, Ray Mercer couldn't help but shout in surprise in Russian: "Japanese?"

"Have no vision! How can the Japanese have me so handsome! The Chinese are okay!"

The man pursed his lips and replied in pure Russian, then continued: "Big man! You are Ray Mercer with a black belt! Meet me as Wang Changsheng!"

After speaking, he bared his teeth and showed a bright smile.

That's right, this person is Wang Changsheng!

After he came out of the Hongmen Restaurant, he went straight to the residence of the Russian black belt, but unfortunately the people outside said that the hotel had been chartered and strangers were forbidden to enter.

Wang Changsheng, who didn't want to conflict with them and was too lazy to waste time, quietly slipped in alone.

In addition to the unsightly party with the demons dancing around, Wang Changsheng found the basement all the way under the scanning of spiritual power.

Looking at Ray Mercer's strong and gundam figure, as well as that heavy punch, Wang Changsheng felt that he had found the right person.

Ray Mercer is observing Wang Changsheng, and Wang Changsheng is also observing Ray Mercer, in addition to the scars all over his body, what Wang Changsheng pays the most attention to is Ray Mercer's abnormally developed muscles.

The original huge body was as strong as steel, and it was tight, but it gave Wang Changsheng a sense of lightness.

Suddenly understood, Ray Mercer must have comprehended the fist and lifted the weight lightly!

But I didn't fight, and I don't know how many potentials this guy has comprehended!

Looking at Ray Mercer's mutilated ingots, as well as the scars on his brow bones, this is a battle-hardened boxer!

"Oh! Chinese! I know you, you are the king of Changbang!"

Ray Mercer reacted instantly, frowned lightly and continued to ask Wang Changsheng, "What are you doing here?"

"Oh!

Without waiting for Wang Changsheng to answer, Ray Mercer grinned: "It's because of this Japanese martial arts conference, you Changbang are in a hurry!

"Yes, Mr. Ray Mercer, I wonder what you think about that?"

Wang Changsheng admitted with a smile.

"I don't have any opinion, I'm just looking for a master!"

Ray Mercer shook his head, then turned around, turned his back to Wang Changsheng, and walked towards the basement door as he spoke.

"Originally, I thought Thomas was lying to me, but your appearance makes me believe that there must be masters in this martial arts conference!"

Wang Changsheng stood in place with his hands down, just looking at Ray Mercer quietly.

"I got the breath of blood from you! Mr. Wang Changsheng, when I heard about your achievements, I was already anxious to fight you in Russia, do you know?"

"Squeak!"

With a shrill sound of steel, Ray Mercer turned his head and looked at Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng saw that the doorknob of the entire iron door was pinched flat by Ray Mercer like mud and pasted on the door.

"Mr. Ray Mercer, I'm here to cooperate with you, not to fight you!"

Wang Changsheng sighed, and said to Ray Mercer in a low voice.

"Don't hide it! I can feel it, you're a fighter! A fighter's way of communicating is to solve any problem with his fists!"

Ray Mercer looked at Wang Changsheng and said in an affirmative tone: "The weak eat the strong! The strong are kings! If you want to cooperate! Then please me with battle!" Wang Changsheng!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ray Mercer suddenly stomped his foot violently and rushed towards Wang Changsheng.

"Crackling!"

The entire basement shook, and the specially laid wooden floor under his feet exploded.

"Boom!"

The sound of countless wooden planks exploding was like thunder in the sky, and in the closed basement, it was louder and louder!

The basement floor centered on Ray Mercer exploded at the same time, and countless pieces of wood, cement, and dust were shot outward, as if a bomb had been detonated!

"Why are you so reckless?

Wang Changsheng shook his head, with an expression of hatred that iron is not made of steel, is your head full of muscles?

The basement floor is all wooden, not to mention specially designed for Ray Mercer's training, all of which are solid pieces of wood that can withstand impacts, but also elastic enough to allow countless people to fall and roll on them.

But Ray Mercer's foot-shaking force was too great and too ferocious.

Not to mention the elastic wooden floor, even the reinforced concrete has to be stepped on and shattered, and large slabs are squeezed and collided.

The planks under his feet exploded one after another, like dominoes collapsing.

At the same time, it flies all over the sky and shoots in all directions!

Saying that, Wang Changsheng's movements are also not slow!

With both hands, the back is behind the back, and the right leg is stepped down diagonally.

The soles of his feet erupted darkly, and the floor under his feet that directly collapsed also cracked instantly, crashing into the splinters that Ray Mercer trampled on.

"Good!"

A loud roar was heard, and Ray Mercer's figure shattered, and the curtain formed by the splinters of wood that shot through the air.

The right fist smashed out the qi explosion that it brought, like cutting open the curtain, rushed out of the fragmented space, and suddenly appeared in front of Wang Changsheng.

Look at the shards that were hit by the air waves, poured back, and Ray Mercer's fist.

Wang Changsheng couldn't help but shout, what a fist!

His arms were raised, and the sleeves of his arms were rolled up, like shaking a big flag, directly shaking all the pieces of wood that were shot at him.

At the same time, Wang Changsheng kicked hard, and the bare cement block under the wooden board on the ground was directly stepped on into fine gravel, and his feet were sunk into it, and then, the cement block under his feet was also twisted and trampled and rolled outward.

The strength began to explode violently from the feet to the waist, and then to the shoulders and arms.

The spine bones were raised high, making a crackling sound, his shoulders shook, his right arm reached straight forward, his right hand formed a claw, tearing the air and grabbing straight at Ray Mercer's fist!

"Dragonclaw!"

Ray Mercer's fist was very large, bigger than all the fists of Evely Hoover that Wang Changsheng had met before.

Seeing that his dragon claw hand couldn't wrap Ray Mercer's fist at all, Wang Changsheng's eyes narrowed.

"Boom!

The palm bone joints of the dragon claw hand loosened for a while, and the palm of the hand instantly expanded by almost half!

"Bang!"

Wang Changsheng's dragon claw hand directly grabbed Ray Mercer's huge fist, and there was no hard connection, but it was touched with the palm of his hand!

At the same time, almost instantly, five fingers, as if made of stainless steel, a tightly clasped sharp nail popped out, making a sound like the sound of gold and iron.

And the nails are all bright, glowing with the steel of a cold weapon, and they are extremely sharp at first glance.

Pierced straight into the flesh of Ray Mercer's fist, and then burst out darkly, five fingers like playing a lute, flicking the big tendons of Ray Mercer's fist.

"Huh?"

With a button, a grab, and a flick, Wang Changsheng instantly felt that something was wrong, this thick cocoon wrapped in Ray Mercer's fist was too thick.

It's not only hard to stab, but also able to dissolve one's own dark energy, which really corresponds to the idiom of rough skin and thick flesh.

"Hey, hey!"

Ray Mercer looked at Wang Changsheng's movements, without any hindrance, and when he saw Wang Changsheng's surprised expression, he grinned: "Aren't you surprised! Your so-called kung fu skills are really powerful, and others have advised me to study, but I really don't like it, I believe ......"

Saying that, Ray Mercer's eyes were boiling with war, and his entire body was directly raised by a knot, and the skin on his body turned red.

Sticking to Ray Mercer's fist, Wang Changsheng could feel the tremendous power gushing out of the other party's body.

"I believe that as long as I become stronger, I will be able to ignore your skills! Wang Changsheng! Come and fight! Roar!"

Raising his head and roaring, Ray Mercer clenched his fist with his right hand and slammed into Wang Changsheng's head!