The two-headed Death God looked at each other and walked up to meet them at the same time.

Jiannanshan said with a smile on his face: "Master Duan San, you came earlier. It seems that you will definitely win today's game!"

"That's natural! Are you thinking about it? Are you willing to bet?" Duan San was wearing a retro loose flower robe, with an ordinary and medium-sized appearance, and a big bald head was particularly conspicuous. He smiled like a big belly Maitreya Buddha, and his passionate smile covered his deep heart.

The two-headed Death God used all his wealth to bet on an entrance ticket to the Delta Underground Conference, and the exchange might be ten hundred foundations, which is definitely worth the deal.

"Since we are here, of course we are willing!" Jian Nanshan casually glanced behind Duan San and asked unexpectedly, "Didn't the iron arm come?"

"Hey--Anyway, I think you won't need to take the iron arm to defeat you!" Duan San pointed to the two twin boxers behind him and smiled, "They're enough!"

The expression of the two-headed Death God is ugly. The other party is brutal contempt and insult, but now it is difficult for them to have an attack in this situation.

"Hmph!" Jian Nanshan snorted coldly, "Don't be too full of big talk, it will be ugly if you lose at that time!"

"Will I lose? Hahaha..." Duan San smiled, "If there is Zhuangshan, maybe you can still win the last half. Now, tsk--"

In addition to Lin Xiao, the two-headed Death God, the other two boxers stood in a row in turn. Wen Fang glared at Duan San.

The twin boxers responded with sharp eyes, and the four of them stared at each other with a urge to fight at the scene.

"The outcome is the final conclusion, and it's not interesting to be able to speak out!" Feng Yulou smiled faintly, "Everything is true in the boxing ring!"

"Oh? It seems that Mr. Feng is confident. Could it be that he has hired any secret weapons?" Duan San's eyes were very vicious. He swept across the crowd and landed directly on Lin Xiao. He looked up and down a few times, and sneered, "Is it you?"

Lin Xiao curled his lips and said lazily: "Not bad! It's just my master!"

"It's so arrogant!" Duan San rolled his eyes, and didn't take Lin Xiao seriously at all. He swayed over the double-headed God of Death with his subordinates and smiled, "Let's go! If you have any skills, see you on the ring!"

The two gangs walked into the inner court on guard and stood in the stands. The seat areas of both sides were separated by an aisle. No one was convinced by each other. Even when sitting in the seats, they stared at each other like a cockfight and cursed for a few words. The atmosphere was extremely tense for a moment.

The arrogant Duan San sat in the front row, and from time to time, one or two annoying words would appear, making everyone angry.

"Fengyu Tower! Our rule is to win two games in three games. Who can be sent to play can be freely chosen. I didn't come today, so I sent twins to play. I don't have any objection?"

Fengyulou said coldly: "I have no objection, just don't be afraid of losing!"

"Hey--just your boxers, I'm afraid you can't even pass the twins."

"Whether you can live, it depends on your performance for a while. Why are you anxious?" Jian Nanshan couldn't help but point to Duan San and shouted, "What's the point of just talking nonsense? Let the boxer come out and see the truth!"

"Okay!" Duan San said with a smile, "He Yi, you can play with Master Feng first. Remember not to do it too much, otherwise Master Feng will be embarrassed."

"Don't worry, Master Third! I'm very cautious in my actions!" One of the twins walked out slowly, took out a belt and tied it to his head, and looked at Fengyulou and his group coldly.

Two boxers behind Fengyulou were eager to try and asked for a fight.

"Master Feng asked me to go!"

"I'll kill him!"

Fengyu Tower pondered for a moment: "Azhi, you go!"

"Okay!" Azhi immediately stepped out. He was tall and big, and his body was the strongest. His fists were covered with calluses. I don't know how many years of training he was, he was definitely a good player.

As soon as the boxer came out, the audience cheered.

The two boxers were escorted to the entry passage by their respective teams. When the lights hit, they immediately caused a tsunami-like boiling sound.

"Azhi! Azhi!"

The audience cheered and called someone's name.

Azhi is very famous. Although he is not as good as Zhuangshan, he has also played dozens of games with the Double-Headed Death God, and his winning rate has reached more than 70%.

Azhi's specialty is that his boxing techniques incorporate some Tai Chi secrets. The seemingly tough boxing style will always suddenly inspire unimaginable softness, making the enemy unable to defend against it.

Many boxers were defeated by A Zhimian's unique tricks of hiding swords. Even if they had studied A Zhi's tricks, it would be very difficult to be prepared.

The plan to send Azhi was carefully studied by the two-headed Death God, which was to make him win first and strengthen his morale for himself.

Then Lin Xiao guarded his tail and killed the iron arm.

In this way, two wins in three games will lock in the victory.

So the first victory is very critical.

Azhi raised his fists and faced everyone's cheers, his face filled with strong confidence and enthusiasm.

After walking into the horn cage, Azhi suddenly pulled off his cloak, revealing his strong muscles.

"Roar!" Ah Zhi raised his middle finger at He Yi like a demonstration, and then shook it contemptuously.

He Yi's figure is the size smaller than Azhi, and his muscle mass is not that big. From the surface, the two are not boxers of the same level.

But black market boxing is different from regular competitions. The winners may not be all tall and big men. Many of them are skilled and lifeless boxers. The fearless spirit is the most essential manifestation of the black market boxing.

Before the last moment, no one dares to easily determine who will win.

The referee walked around the corner cage for a week and checked the bodies of both sides to prevent hiding weapons. After confirming that there was no accident, he raised the microphone and dragged it out and said, "The game is about to begin, and the first thing we welcomed is our Yum boxing champion Azhi~"

"good!"

"Azhi will win!"

"Ao~"

Azhi was the loudest, and the audience cheered for him.

"Next, Mr. He Yi—" The referee didn't know He Yi's background, so he had to introduce his name concisely.

Shhh…

When talking about He Yi, the audience was booed.

He Yi didn't care, tied the scarf on his head again, put his hands together between his eyebrows, silently said something, and then slowly opened his eyes. At that moment, the fighting spirit swelled up on him.

Azhi, who was full of confidence, felt a cold and cold instantly, subconsciously took a step back, staring at He Yi like a big enemy.

"The competition begins!"

The referee's face changed slightly. After retreating quickly, the two boxers who were afraid that the madman would hurt the innocent.

The expression of the two-headed Death God also changed at the same time. The outcome of this game is very important. Azhi is already the most powerful boxer besides Lin Xiao. Another boxer has too little chance of winning and can only act as cannon fodder, so Azhi is about to lose, and Lin Xiao doesn't even have a chance to play.

"Master Feng! Wait for the show, He Yi's ability is not just the surface." Duan San said with a smile.

Bang!

As soon as Duan San finished speaking, the battle in the horn cage had already begun.

And Azhi was knocked to the ground by He Yi in just three seconds of the start.

Wow!

The audience was in an uproar and looked at the Kouchang incredibly, with pairs of dull eyes full of shock.

brush!
Chapter completed!