"Hey, here comes another one."
Beast-like eyes followed by a beast-like voice gathered in the direction of Duan Qing. One of the silhouettes hidden behind the door curtain also let out a weird and weird laugh, as if
His gaze, as if he wanted to eat people, then went up and down the three gray-robed magicians, and finally focused on the ugly strong man who brought them here: "One, two... Ronda
,Are they new here?"
"Hansen brought him here." He replied expressionlessly. The ugly man named Ronda then slowly turned around and said, "He is a newcomer, I guess."
"Ha, newcomer?" A dark shadow with tangled muscles sitting on the other side of the narrow corridor then made a low and hoarse voice: "I haven't seen the newcomer for a long time. I didn't expect that he would appear at this time.
Two...oh no, three?"
"I, I'm not a contestant, I'm just a businessman, a businessman hahahaha." He quickly retracted his head protruding from Duan Qing's shoulder, and the sound of Fengmai Lang's dry laughter seemed extremely sharp and abnormal at this time:
"You, you can just talk about yourselves, just treat me as a passerby..."
"I remember you weren't such a timid guy before."
The raised arm was slowly lowered, and Duan Qing looked back and forth in the narrow darkness in front of him for a while: "Are these people all contestants?"
"This is just the aisle that the contestants need to walk through next." Ronda replied expressionlessly: "It's just that these people have nowhere to go, so they just wait here in advance."
"Aisle." Then Duan Qing looked back at the end of this narrow passage: "It's actually very formal, there are even players' passages and the like..."
"This is an underground boxing arena, and the scene is not as simple as what you see now." The ugly strong man turned back and said with a serious face: "We have also prepared countless big scenes for you, and we will even decorate you to become a world-famous person.
Strong."
"As long as you can continue to live."
His eyes stayed on Duan Qing for a while, and then he shook his head with regret. Duan Qing, who was treated as a dead person, then let out a few wry smiles and then touched his nose and whispered: "Okay.
Well, then what we probably need to deal with are these guys in front of us..."
"You'd better not get close to him easily, otherwise you might end up with a tragic scene like 'he died in the audience before the game'."
Taking two steps to the side, the ugly strong man then reached out and grabbed a pile of crumpled paper from behind the curtain: "Here, this is a disclaimer, please sign your names."
"Even, do I also need to sign?" He pointed to his nose to confirm, and then his expression turned into a bitter expression: "Wait a minute, forget it for guys like me who don't play in the game.
Well, I went up to give it away anyway, so just leave everything to the two of them... Hey, hey! Wait a minute! You can't buy or sell by force!"
"After entering a place like this, do you still want the rights that belong to humans?" With a look of disdain, she released her hand that pressed the opponent's palm on the page, and Ronda's voice became contemptuous: "Unless you
Have a lot of money and sit in the audience like them, otherwise you will never have a chance to turn around."
"Either you become the king of black boxing or you die."
He turned his head and looked at Duan Qing's face with emotionless eyes. The latter's eyes stayed on the crumpled paper in his hand. Finally, he pointed at some blood stains remaining on it and said: "This thing has someone."
Used?"
"That's right, in order not to waste paper." The ugly strong man nodded his head: "Don't worry, the blood stains on it are all residual fingerprints. There is nothing to be afraid of."
"But I always feel that I can feel traces of magic on this?" Rubbing his chin, Duan Qing's eyes kept looking up and down the pages: "Is there still a certain contract effect?
"
"You think too much."
After looking at Duan Qing intently for a while, the expression of the ugly strong man named Longda gradually became gloomy: "Sign, or not?"
"All right."
Duan Qing seemed to sense some danger from the other person's eyes. He lowered his head and pressed his fingerprint on it: "It's all going to be sold anyway. There seems to be no difference between selling once and selling twice."
"It's good that you know." Amidst the mocking looks from the beast-like gazes gathered around her, Ronda showed a satisfied expression on her face: "And you, this little girl."
"If you want to participate, just put your fingerprint on this."
"No need." Ninglan, who tilted her head and clasped her hands in front of her body, smiled and answered the words of the dangerous strong man in front of her: "Ninglan has already signed it before."
"oh?"
The originally unconcerned gaze gradually rested on the frail-looking maid, and Ronda's gaze became strange: "Have you ever participated in a boxing match before?"
"No, she just signed it in advance." Duan Qing hurriedly stood in front of the other party and answered the other party's question with a smile: "Look, here are three contracts, all of which have been returned to you."
"Wait here, tonight's game will start soon." He checked the three blood-stained pages in his hand for a moment, then Ronda warned Duan Qing and others: "Rojik will announce
After you name it, you can enter the arena from this direction and into the iron cage."
"Kill the opponents inside, you can use any means." His squinting gaze stayed on Duan Qing for the last moment, and then the forward figure disappeared into the darkness: "The rules are that simple, the one who survives can
Declare victory."
"Wish ya'll good luck."
The noisy shouts rang out for a moment as the figure reopened the door curtain, and the atmosphere outside the venue that was enough to lift the ceiling leaked into this passage. Looking at the light that flickered in front of me,
Duan Qing then retracted his helpless face, and at the same time whispered to the people around him: "Okay, the real battle should be next."
"Sir, be careful, the people here are not very friendly." Ninglan reached out her hand to block Duan Qing's body and said in a secret voice. Ninglan then cast her wary gaze in the direction of the glances from the left and right: "Follow Ninglan's instructions.
The impression I had left was that they could take action at any time."
"It's okay, we can't escape from this fire pit anyway." Looking in the direction of the shivering wind-blown wheat waves, Duan Qing then sighed and replied: "While the fight to the death hasn't started yet, we
It would be better to take stock of how many cards we can play. The only players who can play now are probably me, and you, Ninglan, who has not yet recovered all his strength."
"Don't look at me, I, I, I, I can't do it." Feng Chui Mai Lang shook his head in panic: "Why, how could this happen? Shouldn't I be sitting on the stage waiting to count the money?
Why did you suddenly become a player?"
"Looking at how familiar you were with this place before... you suddenly started to get scared at this time. Isn't it a little late?" Duan Qing patted the other party's shoulder encouragingly: "Come on, let's inspire ourselves to become big businessmen.
Your Excellency, please tell us the information about all the opponents here."
"I, how could I know this!" The beating wind-blown wheat wave shook his head like a rattle: "At most, I have only heard the rumors here! If those famous underground figures really appear,
I might recognize it, but "
"The one who is about to take the stage now is! The ruthless iron fist, the cynical rage, the two-time Grandiat champion, Komusa Roald, known as the protagonist among the legendary protagonists!"
A loud and harsh announcement then appeared in the ears of several people, covering all the discussion sounds they had just wanted to raise. Countless magic lights also converged with the appearance of this sound to the people who had just been torn apart.
Behind the curtain, the entire place where Duan Qing and others were standing was illuminated. Amidst the hysterical shouts of excitement that rang out all around, a bald man wearing several pieces of black armor and ferocious metal gloves in his hands
The boxer then appeared at the other end of the passage. With a savage face, he folded his arms and enjoyed the warm looks from around him. Finally, he raised his black fist and shouted: "Ah"
"Look! Our 'cynical iron fist' is roaring in victory!" The voice from above the underground boxing ring sounded at the right time: "It seems that tonight he will definitely become the third consecutive champion, defeating their opponents.
All turned into mud!"
"This guy...heh, at first glance, he is not an opponent to be trifled with." Duan Qing stared at the opponent and then let out a series of involuntary sighs: "Mr. Big Businessman, have you ever heard of this well-known figure?
?”
"Lian, two consecutive champions, how could I not have heard of it?" The wind blowing wheat waves on the side had already hid behind Duan Qing: "It's useless, this kind of opponent is useless to anyone, even the top
Professional players can’t even come here!”
"Don't panic, we also have a champion player here." Duan Qing replied calmly: "Although it has been a long time, both the level and strength can no longer keep up, but..."
"In the next first game, it won't necessarily be us, right?"
As if to confirm Duan Qing's words, the magic lights from the underground boxing ring gathered at the other end of the bustling rotunda. A man was wearing only a pair of fur trousers, and his upper body was covered with countless eye-catching tattoos.
Scar's burly axeman then stood in the center of these lights amidst the roars of countless spectators again, and then raised the ferocious ax in his hand to everyone: "Rule"
"Oh! Another of our Death Fighters has appeared! He is our long-awaited doomsday master, the avenger who crawled out of hell, the Ax King Ruel!"
The noise once again echoed over the underground boxing ring, making the already hot air here even more turbid. Some spectators who seemed to be very optimistic about this opponent also put down their restraints and raised their hands high.
The white betting slips roared together. As if he was very dissatisfied with the cheers that replaced him, Komusa, known as the "cynical iron fist", then let out a heavy cold snort.
With a disdainful expression on his face, he then moved quickly towards the direction of the iron cage as if to vent his contempt for this opponent, accompanied by the heavy steps that kept echoing in everyone's ears: "An unknown person from
How could such a defeated general come out of nowhere and still dare to call himself the Axe King?"
"Oh, it seems that our Mr. Roald is not very happy with your applause." The voice from above then quickly turned to this side: "He looks angry!"
"More than just angry."
The black iron fist in his hand made a terrifying roar in the air, and the bald boxer who kept waving his fist said to himself in a low voice: "You specially arranged for me to be the first to appear, but in the end you gave me such a waste
Come to be my opponent... Do you really think I am here to sell you tickets? No, no no."
"I will become a real underground boxing champion!" He raised his arms high, and his aura seemed to scare everyone around him: "As long as I can become the champion three times in a row! I can."
The movement to move forward stopped midway. The boxer who was just about to reach the iron cage suddenly stopped his roaring voice, and then slowly turned his head to focus on the boxer who had just passed him.
The three people Duan Qing passed by seemed to have just seen something they couldn't understand: "Wait a minute."
"Who are you?"
He ignored the increasing pressure from the atmosphere and walked back slowly along with his own body: "You guys... what's going on?"
"I, we are also contestants, contestants." Facing the burly boxer who began to question him for some reason, Duan Qing, wiping cold sweat, involuntarily tilted his upper body back: "Boss, just go on stage.
, we will do our best to complement your performance.”
"No, no, no!"
The irritability that was so close suddenly became more intense. The bald boxer who straightened up suddenly shouted loudly above his head: "Hey, Luojik! I want to change my opponent!"
"These guys, I want to fight them first!"
As if they had just realized what was happening in front of them, the shouts that kept ringing around them all disappeared with the sudden request of the boxer. They all looked at the boxer who was looking at the top of the iron cage with his hands raised.
The former boxing champion finally focused his inexplicable gaze on Duan Qing, who was staring at the boxing champion.
"ha?"
This chapter has been completed!