The best ring

"bump!"

In Wu Fan's field of vision, on the ring in the center of the hall, a muscular man of about thirty years old knocked his opponent to the ground with one punch.

The two have been fighting for more than ten rounds. Wu Fan has also seen what Wang Ziming said before about punching to the flesh. When the two fight, there are no restrictions. Fists, legs, arms, and even mouths, as long as they can hurt. It can be used in any way to reach the opponent. The thick fist hits the opponent one after another. The collision between the fist and the muscles can stimulate people's senses.

"bump!"

After defeating his opponent, the middle-aged man did not stop there. He walked up to him with an arrogant look and kicked the opponent in the abdomen. The huge force caused the opponent's body to slide several meters.

"ah!"

A scream came from the mouth of the man on the ground, and his whole body arched like a shrimp.

"Get up! You loser! Get up quickly!"

"Hurry up! I bought ten thousand for you to win, you can't lose!"

"Go ahead, beat him to death, beat him to death!"

The hall was not quiet at this time. It was boiling like boiling water. Everyone was shouting loudly, with excited and ferocious expressions. If Wang Ziming hadn't told Wu Fan, Wu Fan would never have believed it. These people who were in madness at this time were like a People who are gamblers will be white-collar workers sitting in the office with proper etiquette.

As expected, he was a very repressed person. In this situation, he completely released himself and shouted without any scruples.

"bump!"

The beating in the ring continues. As long as the opponent does not surrender, he can keep attacking until he knocks him off the ring.

Or be beaten to death!

"How do you feel?" Wang Ziming asked.

"It's cruel." Wu Fan said.

This kind of "free" fighting without any restrictions is undoubtedly cruel to both parties. These people even have to sign life and death certificates before entering the ring.

"It's very cruel." Wang Ziming said: "In some of the games I watched, four people died and five were severely disabled."

After a pause, Wang Ziming continued: "However, their appearance fee is very high. If they win, the income from one game may be as much as an ordinary person's income for most of his life."

Real wealth is found in danger!

While Wu Fan and Wang Ziming were chatting, the man on the ground finally raised his flag to surrender. The man standing still had a feeling of unfinished expression on his face.

The winner will receive the cheers of the audience and a high bonus, while the loser will be carried to where no one cares, and even have to endure the insults and curses of some people who failed to bet.

The reality is so cruel.

"Everyone, the next game is our highlight tonight, and also the final finale." The host appeared in the center of the ring again, "Our ring overlord has KO'd his opponent fifteen times in a row! The match comes from Elephant The master of the country is Cai Cai!”

"Wow!"

There was a burst of cheers at the scene. Many people came here for this game. They wanted to see whether Jin Cheng would continue his winning streak or whether the master of the Elephant Kingdom would cross the river.

Even Wang Ziming in the private room sat up slightly and looked much more focused.

"Okay, now we invite two masters to come on stage!"

Then, two extremely strong men walked up from both sides of the ring. They looked at each other with murderous intent in their eyes.

"Both two of them have signed a life-and-death certificate before taking the stage. Today will be a battle between dragons and tigers!" Just as the host said this, the master named Nachai snatched the microphone from his hand and said in a contemptuous tone: " There is no fighting between dragons and tigers! I will defeat him and kill him easily! Just like killing a chicken, I will prove that only the boxing skills of our Elephant Kingdom are real kung fu, and your Chinese kung fu is all embroidery. Pillow!"

He spoke Chinese language, which was not very proficient and a bit lame, but everyone present understood what he said.

Suddenly, the scene became even more excited!

Although everyone came to watch the fun, they were all Chinese. The other party looked down upon Chinese people and Chinese Kung Fu, and naturally everyone present felt insulted.

"Jincheng! Beat him to death!"

"Kill this bastard, trash!"

"KO him and let him know how powerful our Chinese Kung Fu is!"

Everyone at the scene roared angrily, and even Wang Ziming had obvious anger on his face.

However, in the face of the roar of everyone present, who looked like they wanted to come up and tear him apart, Naicai was not only not afraid, but also very proud.

The host took back the microphone, coughed twice, and said with some embarrassment: "Okay, the situation of both sides has been introduced before. Everyone should have the candidate they support now. If you want to place a bet, please hurry up. Players from both sides Start warming up, the game will officially start later!”

Wang Ziming bet one million, and he bought Jin Chengying. Although Wang Ziming also bet in the previous game, he didn't bet much. It seems that this time he was also angered by Naicai.

"Who do you think will win?" Wang Ziming asked Wu Fandao.

"Naicai!" Wu Fan said without thinking.

Wang Ziming was slightly startled: "Why? He is strong, and Jin Cheng is not weak either. How can you be so sure?"

"Compared with him, Jincheng's strength is much inferior." Wu Fan said, "Just now you placed your bet, and I wanted to stop you, but I didn't expect you to move so fast."

"Money is a small matter." Wang Ziming waved his hand and said, "But how do you know that Jincheng is much weaker than Naichai? I think both of them are very powerful. In fact, Jincheng is more powerful because of his winning streak. I think Jincheng has a great chance of winning."

"Although I also hope he wins, I can only say that this is basically impossible, unless Naichai lets him win." Wu Fan looked at the two people on the ring and said, "Naichai was so arrogant just now, it is obvious that he will not let him win."

When the two people went on the ring, Wu Fan had already used the identification technique to identify the two people. The result was that Jincheng was indeed proficient in boxing, but he was only at the level of an ordinary person, but Naichai was different. Naichai was already at the middle stage of Mingjin. The two sides were not at the same level at all.

Wang Ziming's face was a little solemn. Obviously, Wu Fan's words made him more worried about the upcoming game.

"Brother Wang, will there be cultivators in this kind of game?" Wu Fan asked Wang Ziming.

"No." Wang Ziming shook his head: "The practitioners are of noble status and don't bother to participate in such competitions. If they win, they will be known as bullies. If they lose, it will be even more embarrassing. Therefore, no practitioners participate in such competitions."

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