Galaxy Era: I signed in on Mars

As soon as the host comes on stage, he will give the same opening remarks and introduction.

Underground fighting matches have their own culture. Judging from the styles of boxers on the list, the audience in this kind of underground boxing matches does not necessarily like the scene of high and low, immediate victory and defeat, and the scene where one boxer beats another boxer, but they like the scene of both sides being evenly matched. , the visual impact is satisfying.

"Now we invite one of our organizers, the eldest brother of the Mad Lion Gang, Gu Fenglie, to ring the gong for today's great boxing match!"

Applause and shouts rang out in the hall like a tide. Gu Fenglie, who was in the private room on the second floor, stood up from his chair, walked to the suspended platform, waved his hands to the audience downstairs, and then took the copper hammer passed by him. , struck hard on the gong beside him, heralding the start of the boxing match.

The exciting music played, and the atmosphere in the hall was instantly ignited. The host shouted loudly into the microphone: "The first boxing match has begun. Here are the boxers representing the Red Gang, Tian Kui Beng Fist Style - Long Zaitian! Fighting against the boxer representing the Skeleton Society, the ancient steel fist with air flow... Dahu!!!"

Under the neon searchlights and thunderous applause, the two doors on the left and right sides of the boxing hall slowly opened. Two strong men without any protective gear walked out of the door and walked along the bridge passage towards the center ring. .

Bengquanlong Zaitian had long hair and a full beard, and his whole body was violently knotted with dark muscles. His chest and back were covered with complex tattoos, and he only wore a pair of fighting pants and boots.

The steel-fisted tiger was bald, more than 1.9 meters tall, with a muscular back and waist, and his wrists were wrapped in boxing bandages. The violently developed muscles in his upper body made some lonely young women present drool.

Boxers Long Zaitian and Dahu walked onto the ring and stared at each other with a pair of bell-like eyes. For them, this kind of boxing match was not just as simple as deciding the winner or loser, but also beating the opponent. Blow his head to pieces, or even beat him to death on the spot, to win the applause of the audience and more qualifications for the competition.

The audience had already begun to place bets. Hua Yunran shook Xiao Ze's arm and asked softly: "Son, who do you think is more powerful among these two silly guys? Should we also place bets?" Are you participating?"

Xiao Ze rubbed his chin, shook his head and said: "They are all trained on muscles, bones, skin and flesh. They are evenly matched. I can't tell who is stronger and who is weaker yet. If you are willing to vote, just vote for any one."

"Then I'd better not vote."

Hua Yunran was rich, but that didn't mean she would spend it on a gamble that she was not sure she could make back.

The betting was over and the match began. Xiao Ze, Hua Yunran, Lin Shiyi, E Mei, and Ji Hua all focused their attention on the boxing ring. Only Kona did not go to look. Instead, she looked at the list of boxing matches, her eyebrows furrowed. , the red lips were pursed tightly, not knowing what she was thinking.

Long Zaitian roared and took the lead in launching an attack. Tiger, who was using the Tiankui Bengquan style, rushed forward quickly and struck the tiger's temple with a big swinging fist. His attack was a killing move, using the Bengquan style fighting skill. The characteristics of his boxing techniques are hard and fast, hard bridges and hard horses, wide openings and closings. Every punch has an earth-shattering momentum, which makes people fearful.

Dahu used his arms to block, and followed the trend with a knee to attack Long Zaitian's abdomen, but the latter hit him with his elbow and blocked the move. Neither side took advantage in the first round.

"Haha! Good! Good fight!"

"Kill him, Dahu, I won by overpowering you!"

"This punch is so beautiful, haha, keep going!"

The shouts of the audience, the roars of the two boxers, and the clashing sounds of fists mixed together, and waves of blood-heated sounds rushed from all around to the table where Xiao Ze and the others were sitting.

After watching it for a while, Xiao Ze felt bored, because he himself was a top expert in military fighting skills. The battle between Dahu and Long Zaitian seemed very exciting to ordinary people, but to him, it was like two people. It's like throwing punches at each other, with no real fighting skills.

The military fighting technique used by the Star Alliance army combines the essence of all martial arts schools in human history. It is the culmination of hundreds of schools of thought, coupled with scientific and systematic training. Therefore, as long as the opponent takes action, he will not give his opponent a chance to survive. If Xiao Ze Going up, he has a hundred ways to instantly kill two boxers and end the game.

Suddenly, several ladies at the next table suddenly stood up and clapped and shouted, and there was a roar of cheers and shouts all around, which also contained a faint sound of heartbreaking abuse.

Xiao Ze looked up and found that Long Zaitian was not paying attention and was hit hard on the right cheek by Dahu's storm fist. He flew out diagonally and hit the ropes around the ring hard. , and bounced back due to the reaction force.

Dahu took advantage of the situation and stepped forward to grab Long Zaitian's waist. He roared and lifted him above his head, turned around and threw him heavily back to the center of the ring.

Long Zaitian was knocked down on the spot with stars in his eyes and twitching all over. In a regular boxing match, a referee had already stepped forward to count the seconds, but there was no such thing as a referee in the underground fighting arena.

Dahu stepped forward to pursue him again, raised his hand and clenched a fist the size of a bowling ball, and hit Long Zaitian on the head with a Diamond Exploding Fist.

click...

There was a muffled sound of broken bones, and Long Zaitian's limbs instantly lay limply on the ground. Dahu raised his fist dripping with blood. Looking at Long Zaitian again, his skull had been shattered, and blood burst out along with the brain plasma and brain tissue. Come out!

You must know that the skull is the hardest bone in the human skeleton, but it was smashed like a watermelon by Dahu's fist, which shows how powerful the steel fist style is.

"Hahahaha! Well done Dahu!"

"Damn, there's still hope in the sky. I think it's a bug in the ground. I spent 2 yuan on you. In the end, you're worse than a fucking sick pig. You deserve to be beaten to death!"

"Well done Dahu, I like strong men like you best!"

A coquettish-looking lady at the next table screamed until her voice broke. She reached into her clothes and pulled out a sexy pink dress. She waved it at the big tiger on the ring. If it wasn't too far away from the ring, , she might have thrown Xiaoyi into Dahu's face by now.

Some young women, looking at the high-spirited Dahu on the stage, suddenly screamed and fell limply on the sofa, with a rosy face...

"My God, this tastes really strong."

Hua Yunran rolled her eyes fiercely, thinking that if the person standing in the boxing ring at this moment was her big baby A Xu, she would probably do such a thing like that noble lady, and even use something on the bed. A Xu had already thought about the posture rewards.

In the VIP seats, all the gangsters applauded, except Hongge, the leader of the Red Gang who lost the match. His face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He didn’t expect that the boxer he trained with so much money could be so weak. Damn it. You deserve to die!

On the other hand, the boss of the Skeleton Club who won the game gave Brother Hong a sinister smile, then stood up and waved to the audience in the boxing ring to celebrate.

"Why are you so proud! The next match is with Yuan Sha, who is at the level of a Nian Li Fist master. I don't believe Dahu can beat her!" Brother Hong sneered coldly.

The elder brother of the Skull Club smiled lightly and said: "Ah Hong, why haven't you changed your impetuous problem? Isn't it just that you lost a game? As for being so angry? Look at other people's dragons, they are all like that. Not like you."

"Who are you connoting?"

Zhang Long suddenly turned his head and looked over, with a very unkind tone. The news that his Royal Entertainment City was set on fire and that he lost one of his hands had spread throughout the underground forces of Boca Star.

The key is that the person who slapped him in the face walked out of the entertainment city intact, which was enough to make the Black Dragon Club lose face and lose prestige. Zhang Long couldn't swallow this breath, and now he was mentioned as a topic in public. Zhang Long exploded on the spot.