How many black boxing arenas are there in the world can be counted? This is probably a question that no one can figure out, because there are so many black boxing arenas that have abandoned all the rules that you can't count. 【】

But in the midst of this, the Siberian training camp is certainly one of the most famous black boxing bases in the world.

Although Wang Chan loves martial arts and has a deep understanding and research of various boxing and martial arts in China, some of his understanding of the black boxing under him only comes from a limited number of hearsay. Except for Marcus, who came to hunt him down with Wei Changjiang before, he has never encountered a master of similar aspects.

And Marcus, a general-level instructor who is now serving in the Delta Force of the United States, was born in a Siberian training camp.

Although people who can really practice kung fu on their bodies, the ultimate goal is to effectively defeat their opponents, or even kill people, but martial artists are not killers after all, not simple killing machines. Wang Chan practiced boxing, in order to one day be able to surpass himself, to see with his own eyes boxing, so that countless predecessors dream of what the world is like, killing people is just a means for him to protect himself, not compared to black boxing, this kind of fighting without any scruples, the purpose of practice is to kill the opponent more efficiently, behind the boxing is a huge transaction of black gold, only from this point of view, the difference between the two is essential.

However, the biggest advantage of black boxing, which is a shady underground fighting technique, is that it is inclusive, integrating the significant "advantages" of martial arts in various countries, which can greatly stimulate the hidden "wild surname" in the human body, making the traditional technique simple and direct, and developing the power of the human muscular system to the extreme. Once this kind of kung fu is promoted, the most suitable place is the army.

The temperature in the depths of the core of the Siberian forest was as low as 40 degrees, and a large number of strong men outside were conducting brutal cold-hardiness training, but at this moment, inside the tallest log house in the center of the barracks, there was a fire in the fireplace, and the warmth was warm.

At this moment, in the center of the room, there was a man who, like thunder, roared loudly in the most vicious insult in Russian.

This person is completely different from the strong men outside the house, his figure is not the slightest bit strong, and his height will never exceed one meter seven, and in this room that is as warm as spring and feels hot in the face of the fireplace, he is still wearing a thick military coat.

His head was bare, without a single hair, and his exposed skin was unusually white, and when illuminated by the firelight, it flashed a sickly pale color, like a patient who had been bedridden in the hospital for several years and never saw the sun, and anyone who saw him would instinctively feel a very strong medicinal fragrance from him.

The health of this person's body is obviously very bad, the skeleton of the military coat is held high, although it is wide and tough, but there is no excess fat on the body, the skin on the face, hands, and arms is all tightly attached to the bones and grows, dry, at first glance, it looks like a skeleton has been cleverly covered with a layer of human skin, like a hungry ghost.

But when this person spoke, his voice was loud and full of energy, and his voice roared like thunder, and he scolded in the middle of the wooden house, and suddenly shook the roofs everywhere, and the dust poured down, giving people a feeling of some contradictions. I just think that this person's appearance and voice are really weird, and they are very different from normal.

The fireplace burned arm-thick pine wood, and there were bursts of rosin in the firelight, and there were two equally tall, bald men with upper bodies standing left and right beside this person, each of whom was more than two meters tall, and the bones of the whole body were amazingly thick, and the muscles on the body all showed a radial explosion posture, from the neck down, chest and back, arms, thighs, lower abdomen and waist, the muscle texture presented did not look like a normal human at all.

In contrast, they resemble humanoid monsters cast from copper and iron, with exposed muscles raised high and coated with a special grease that makes them look less flesh-and-blood at first glance, as if they were Terminator steel robots that had just stepped off the production line.

These two monster-like big men, one was massaging this person's shoulders with his big hands like a fan, and the other was holding a bowl of black potion in his hand and respectfully bent over to the side, and handed it to this person with both hands stretched out.

In the fine snow-white, thin bowl like cicada wings, the surface of the black medicine continues to rise up with a stream of white cloud-like water vapor, and the unique aroma of the herbs is rich and diffuse, with an intoxicating taste in the bitterness.

If there is a domestic medical Tao everyone here, you will definitely smell it, in this bowl of medicine eaten by this person, there are many precious medicines such as ginseng and bear bile that greatly replenish vitality, and the amount of medicine in it is so large that it is simply incredible, ordinary people want to drink this bowl of medicinal juice, not only can not replenish vitality, but also have to be weak and not replenished, and life and death are supplemented.

This kind of large dose of tonic, in traditional Chinese medicine, is the real medicine of the tiger and wolf, is the last resort that can only be used after all means have failed, the dead can jump three times after eating, but the living eat it like a real poison.

"Marcus was killed by him...... Hey, Wang Chan...... , this person must be an unborn extreme master among Chinese boxers, and trying to catch such a person in the boundless Siberian forest is like looking for a needle in a haystack. But this is nothing for our Siberian training camp, I have countless truly iron-blooded warriors, and the forest is their home ....... ”

Gradually stopped the roar in his mouth, this skinny bald man suddenly laughed, drank the bowl full of medicinal juice in one mouthful, and then a piece of extremely abnormal blood surged on his face, shook his hands, and suddenly turned over and stood up, and the next moment the heavy military coat on his body, from the inside out, clicked a few cracks, and he shook his arm, and it was cracked alive, and it fell to the ground like a rag.

This person is also wearing only a pair of cowhide calf pants on his body, and his body is shriveled, and his body is a dried corpse mummy that has been tempered for thousands of years. But at this time, there was a very strange and unpredictable huge change in his body, and layers of scorching red blood were pouring up from the depths of his bones, but he was naked [***] standing in the air for less than a blink of an eye, and his body was already shrouded in a thick blood light.

"Start!" The muscles on the man's face trembled, as if he was forcibly enduring some inhuman pain, so much so that he trembled in just two words.

Suddenly, the two monster-like big men beside him, their arms opened, each took a fierce breath, and their bodies suddenly swelled up, and they scooped down casually, and one of them already had a huge iron rod the thickness of Chengren's arm in his hand. As the man screamed, the two seemed to have cooperated countless times, and with a tacit understanding, they both moved the iron rod, one against the back, and the other on the chest, and screamed, using all their strength, and smashed it hard.

The huge iron rod smashed the lean body, but the sound was like that of Hong Zhong Dalu, and when it rang, the sound was majestic, as if it had smashed on a huge steel hill.

Although this person is skinny and bonely, sickly, and looks like a skeleton, but the whole body, limbs and hundreds of bones seem to be cast of stainless steel, and the two big men who are more than two meters tall hit with all their strength, not only did not receive the slightest damage to the body, but instead breathed a sigh of relief, the painful expression on his face was loosened, and his eyes were radiant, and he looked intoxicated and comfortable.

"Come again!" he shrugged again, and the blood on the surface of his skin seemed to fade slightly.

Immediately, the strong wind howled in the spacious room, and the two iron rods flew up and down, twisting the air, and the extremely fast brewing air flow blew the one-man high flame in the fireplace...... The sound is as if countless blacksmiths are striking.

For a while, the huge sound of gold and iron crashing came out of the house from afar, calling hundreds of ** big men on the school field, and their expressions were shocked, and everyone's eyes showed a crazy and bloodthirsty look.

I don't know how long it took, the huge roar in the room gradually slowed down, and when I got closer, I could only hear a violent wheezing sound like a broken bellows, and the two big men were steaming white gas all over their bodies, and the upper body of ** was connected to the bald head with layers of layers, and the continuous "waterfall" sweat dripped on the ground, soaking the floor under their feet in a large area.

Looking at the two iron rods with thick arms in their hands, they had already been deformed at this time, twisted like twisted flowers from beginning to end, and in the palms they held with both hands, the tiger's mouths were all cracked, and blood was lined up, mixed with sweat dripping on the ground.

"Okay! useless things, you can't beat people!"

After all the blood on his body dissipated, the lean man still had the slightest sick appearance at this time, his face was radiant, and the light in his eyes was like electricity.

"Your physical fitness is far above that bastard of Marcus, you can tear apart the old bear in the mountains, but the real combat power can only be exercised between life and death, and this is obviously the best opportunity. That Wang Chan killed Marcus, you two will go with me to kill him, although Marcus is a bastard, but the only person in this world who can kill him is I, Zhukov, and it is not his turn to clean up the portal for me......Chinese China...... Capital...... I really miss it, if it weren't for the Eight-Nation Alliance Army rushing into Yanjing City, I wouldn't be alive until now, let alone become like this, all Chinese should die ....... 3115 seemed to remember some unpleasant past at once, the Russian who called himself Zhukov, his scorched eyebrows suddenly wrinkled, grabbed the iron rods in the hands of his two men, and held them in his hands, kneading them together little by little.

These two huge fine iron rods kept changing shapes between his hands, like mud in the hands of a naughty boy, and then the man rattled a strange laugh, and the two iron rods turned into a large iron ball in a blink of an eye, and between his fingers, there seemed to be drops of molten iron, dripping down.

This is obviously something that can only be done after having practiced internal kung fu to the peak state, but I did not expect that in this faraway foreign land, in the famous Siberian training camp, there is still a person who can practice China's internal kung fu to the point of such legends!!

This kind of kung fu is different from Marcus's "iron arm and foot poke" in the pure sense of the killing surname fist and foot kung fu, but there must be an extremely harsh and strict inheritance system to guide the cultivation, and this kind of inheritance is almost extinct even in today's China, people who can really "hold iron into clay" are almost extinct.

"Go and tell Oginets that I agree to his request, and that when the time comes, the eight hundred warriors in the training camp will pour out. However, I have heard that in this Sino-Russian exercise, only those who say that they themselves have secretly sponsored hundreds of millions of euros, and the Ministry of Defense has dispatched a large number of special elites, and has also transferred a squad of the Vymsignal Flag unit from abroad, which has cost a huge amount of money! In addition, several consortia under the Chinese Lin family have also contributed money and efforts, and now more than 3.5 billion yuan has been mobilized in funds alone! I want one-third of this money! In addition, we also need a copy of the weapons specially equipped by the Ministry of Defense in our training camps. ”

"Also, from now on, the whole battalion will be on alert, training will be suspended, food should be good, and patrol and deploy according to A-level vigilance, and everyone will roll me to the shooting range, practice shooting, and familiarize myself with weapons. This Wang Chan is a real master of the extreme path, hand-to-hand combat is his specialty, we don't need to engage in white-knuckle combat with him, as long as we snipe from a distance and suppress it with heavy firepower. ”

United States.

Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands.

In a group of hilltop villas near the sea and full of flowers, there is an antique Chinese-style garden building.

At this time, the mountains are heavy and the water is restored, the willows and flowers are bright, at the end of a nine-curved corridor, in the breezy spring light, there is a delicate and elegant water pavilion outside, full of chairs of Huanghuali, divided into two columns, lined up. On each chair sat a Chinese man full of energy, serious complexion, and of different ages. Lu Chaoyang, the sword guard master of the Hongmen General Hall, was also sitting in it, and Bai Qifeng, Xingtang's henchman who had also gone to Russia with him, was also in the crowd, but his status was obviously not high, not to mention the low ranking, he was still standing.

In addition, on the thirty-six golden chairs, the Malaysian golden knife is also sitting on some old people who are old and have gray hair, but although these people are not young, they have passed the age of being brave and ruthless, but all of them are full of spirit and restraint, their temples are towering, and their gestures are full of momentum.

(To be continued)