The system takes me to pull hatred

"boom!"

This punch hit the yellow-clothed boxer's stomach impartially.

"Wow!"

As if being hit hard, the boxer in yellow clutched his stomach and fell to his knees suddenly, spitting out a lot of saliva.

Cold sweat kept slipping from his forehead, reflecting an extremely pale face.

The sudden scene surprised many people.

When they saw the boxer in yellow struggling on the ground like a dead dog, they were all baffled.

what's the situation?
"Who are you?"

The boxer in yellow looked terrified, staring fixedly at Ling Chen, as if he wanted to see through him.

Just one punch!
He actually beat him, whose body was as hard as steel, to the ground!
This young man actually possesses such a powerful force?
"You guess." Ling Chen smiled lightly, walked around him, and looked at the blue-clothed boxer in the first ring.

"Huh?" As if sensing someone looking at him, the blue-clothed boxer turned his head and frowned: "What? Want to come up and challenge me?"

"I have this idea." Ling Chen looked at him and smiled slightly.

"Hehe, I don't know the heights of the sky, the old Huang who has won three consecutive victories has been defeated by me, who are you?" The blue-clothed boxer snorted coldly, and said arrogantly: "Don't blame me for not reminding you. Be prepared to lose your limbs."

Ling Chen laughed and said nothing when he heard this.

The blue-clothed boxer is obviously weaker than the yellow-clothed boxer. The reason why he won is because there are many people betting on the yellow-clothed boxer. One can defeat him.

Just judging from the proud appearance of the blue-clothed boxer, the other party obviously didn't know about it and thought he was very strong.

"Lan Wangji, get ready, your next opponent is Mr. Ling Chen in front of you." At this moment, the voice of the hungry cat slowly sounded from outside the crowd.

"Just him?" The blue-clothed boxer was stunned and almost couldn't laugh out loud.

"This kind of trash is also worthy of a boxing match with me?"

Not only him, but even the customers who came to gamble laughed.

"A bamboo pole is challenging a big tree. Is there something wrong with meow?"

"Look at that kid's fragile appearance, if Lan Wangji punches him down, will he die on the spot?"

"It has nothing to do with me. I just want to know what the odds are for that kid."

"Look at the big screen, that kid's odds are actually 1:4?!"

Many people looked at the big screen one after another. Looking at the odds, they rubbed their eyes, feeling dazzled.

For a kid who looks like a waste, how are the odds so high?
Everyone was dumbfounded.

The odds of a boxer come from his strength and comprehensive performance. Generally speaking, the higher the strength and comprehensive performance, the lower the odds.

In the same way, the more trashy people, that is, the boxers who fight for the first time, have higher odds, but the odds of 1:4 rarely appear in the boxing ring.

It seemed that even the boxing ring believed that Ling Chen would definitely lose, that's why they gave him such high odds.

"This game is stable, bet on the blue and forget the machine, and put all the chips in."

"Don't be so impulsive. If something goes wrong, there must be a monster. That kid looks weak, but he is full of confidence. Maybe he is a hidden master."

"Are you kidding me? Have you ever seen a master like that?"

"Both are reasonable. I don't bet on this round. I'll see the situation."

Suspicious voices echoed one after another, echoing on the second floor.

Some boxing customers from other arenas were also attracted by the competitors in the first ring, and they talked with each other, which was very enthusiastic.

Behind the crowd, a secretary followed Hungry Cat and asked inexplicably: "Boss, why did you give that kid such high odds? If he bets all on himself, then the [-] million in his hand will become [-] million." billions."

"He won, and our boxing arena made more than [-] million yuan." The hungry cat sneered, his eyes full of sinisterness: "But if he loses, it will be the end of life and money."

"Boss is wise." The secretary immediately gave a thumbs up.

As the hungry cat said, in this fight, no matter who wins or loses, it is the boxing field.

When the two were talking, Ling Chen on the other side had already stepped onto the first ring.

He refused to wear gloves and went into battle in his original suit.

Glancing at the sympathetic gazes from the people around him, Ling Chen was unmoved, but lightly glanced at the blue-clothed boxer, and said: "You have just finished a boxing match, so you must have lost some physical strength. If you think it's unfair, I can wait for you for a few minutes and let you take a good rest."

"Hehe, you don't need to rest to deal with rubbish like you." The blue-clothed boxer smiled contemptuously, his eyes full of disdain.

A tiger with a little physical exertion will rest because the object is a weak chicken?
Seeing the blue-clothed boxer so proudly, Ling Chen shook his head slightly and didn't say much.

After the betting stage passed, the boxing match officially began.

In the field, after the referee said some boxing rules, he immediately retreated to a safe area on the side.

The underground boxing arena is different from the public boxing match, and there is no conceding defeat. As long as one of the opponents falls into the ring or is killed, the boxing match will end here.

In other words, when it comes to boxing here, no one cares about the life of the boxer, what everyone cares about is victory and excitement.

"Boy, if you know my strength and dare to challenge me, you can be regarded as a ruthless person. Don't worry, I will finish you off with one punch later, and let you go away peacefully." The blue-clothed boxer twisted his wrist and let out a burst of crackling The voice, and the ferocious face, were full of viciousness.

Compared with his strong body of more than two meters tall, Ling Chen looked very weak, almost negligible.

Before the blue-clothed boxer came over, Ling Chen suddenly said, "Is it finished?"

"What do you mean?" The boxer in blue frowned.

Ling Chen put his hands in his pockets, and said slowly: "If you finish speaking, I will send you off."

"Send me off?" The blue-clothed boxer stared at Ling Chen, and suddenly laughed out loud.

Not only him, but also many people in the spectator seats on the second floor burst into laughter.

How dare a weak chicken speak such nonsense?

"boom!"

The laughter of the crowd didn't last long before they heard a roar coming from the first arena.

Taking a closer look, everyone was dumbfounded.

On the ring, Ling Chen maintained his kicking posture, calm and composed.

But the blue-clothed boxer flew directly to the bottom of the ring without knowing when, and blood gushed out of his mouth, staining the entire ground red.
[Ding, the hatred value from the blue-clothed boxer Lan Wangji is +350! 】

The scene was dead silent for a while.

Everyone was completely stunned like puppets with broken strings, their eyes were wide open, their mouths were slightly opened, and their faces were full of disbelief.

Spike!

A clean spike!

The person who was still laughing at Ling Chen one second, his mouth became O-shaped the next second.

They all looked at Ling Chen on the ring, and after looking at each other for a while, they burst into unprecedented exclamations.

"Oh my god, defeated Lan Wangji with one move?!"

"Awesome, so fucking awesome!"

"Ma De, labor and capital chips are all betting on Lan Wangji. If I knew this result, I should have bet on that kid."

"I knew this round was extraordinary, hahaha, so I didn't bet."

All kinds of people made various comments and complaints, and it is impossible to generalize, but what is certain is that everyone's expression changed in shock from Ling Chen's performance.

Among the boxing customers, there are many women. Looking at Ling Chen in the first ring who is full of vigor, their eyes are shining brightly, and they all have the urge to accept him as a little boy.

"Boss, he actually won. Did Lan Wangji release the water?" Behind the crowd, the secretary looked at this scene in shock.

A thin man of 25, who was weaker than the boxer in blue in terms of stature and strength, unexpectedly killed the opponent in seconds and won this match.

Such a scene is really shocking.

"No." The hungry cat stared at Ling Chen who was lazily standing on the ring, with a chill in his eyes.

"This kid is really hiding something, but it's good, this round has brought us a lot of benefits."

"Order, let Lao Mo be his opponent. His odds are still 1:4, and Lao Mo's odds are 1:1."

The secretary was surprised: "Boss, Laomo is the champion of the boxing ring. Let him take the stage. Basically, no one will bet on that kid."

"It's okay, I have my own plan." Hungry Cat waved his hand and ordered.

The secretary opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything, took out his phone, and started to do things according to Hungry Cat's instructions.

On the first ring, Ling Chen swept over the blue-clothed boxer who was being carried away with a look like water.

A guy who can't even be considered a Huang-rank ancient warrior, coming to fight against him, an immortal cultivator who is comparable to a heaven-rank warrior, is simply an ant and an elephant.

He didn't show much sympathy for the blue-clothed boxer either, Ling Chen looked at his chip chips, he already had five chips, and if he had another boxing match, he would be able to accumulate ten chips for Snake to show up.

Soon, Ling Chen's next opponent was announced on the big screen.

The boxing champion Lao Mo in the underground boxing ring, a super heavyweight opponent.

From playing to the present, he has never lost, and his winning rate is [-]%.

"Damn, the boxing ring really thinks highly of that kid, and the boxing champion was moved out in the second round?"

"The boxing champion Laomo has won more than 30 consecutive victories in the boxing ring, and almost every match is resolved within one minute. Let him play, it seems that the boxing ring is trying to kill that kid."

"Look at the odds, that kid is still 1:4, what the hell is going on in the ring?"

The appearance of the boxing champion Lao Mo made many people turn pale with fright and shocked them again and again.

As an absolute powerhouse in the boxing arena, Lao Mo is like a god in the hearts of everyone. Every time he plays, he represents the party who wins.

But many people also saw something strange, even though the person who played was an old devil, Ling Chen's odds still did not decrease.

Was it deliberately arranged by the boxing ring?
Or did the boxing ring feel that Ling Chen was too weak, so they specially adjusted the odds unchanged?

Many people don't understand the idea of ​​the boxing arena, but from the point of view of most people, the people who support Lao Mo far outnumber Ling Chen.

At the back of the crowd, seeing that everyone in the audience was talking a lot, the corner of Hungry Cat's mouth lifted, revealing an arc of interest.

"The plan worked."