As the game approaches, there are more and more spectators.

Free to watch!

Open competition!

Think about those fifty tickets, priced at 10,000 yuan each...

Definitely a profit!

Moreover, for some reason, the price of tickets has skyrocketed in the past two days. As of now, it has been sold to 25,000!

Damn Ge Erhei!

That’s half a house!

And now, we can also enjoy such treatment!

As a result, they spread the word to ten and hundreds, and it happened to be after get off work time, so the park square was quickly overcrowded.

It seems that if you don't come, you are stupid and have lost half the house...

When there are more people, the scene becomes chaotic.

Security office officers dispatched...

Xingyue Bay Sky Guards dispatched...

No. 01 Mi-26 took off again, followed by No. 02 and No. 03, hovering at the outermost edge, lighting up the entire square...

at the same time.

The host is in place.

The referee is in place.

The radio station is also ready.

"Dear fellow citizens, dear friends in the audience, welcome to watch the Martial Arts Competition·Foreign Open Championship..."

"The contestants on both sides of this competition are Tang~~Sen from Tianwei Security!!!"

"A professional boxer from North America, the undefeated king who has won 143 consecutive games, fight~~axe!!!"

"The players on both sides are warming up intensely. Let us first understand some of their data..."

a long time.

Dangdangdang...

The master who served as the referee introduced the rules to Tang Sen. In the end, each punched the two of them and staggered...

"Remember, don't challenge my bottom line!"

Tomahawk:…

Tang Sen: We are one of our own! Could you please be gentler?

"The competition officially begins!"

Dangdangdang...

Being punched by the old monk, the huge force made Tomahawk feel a little dazed, and he bumped fists with Tang Sen in a daze, feeling that his whole body was not good.

No wonder!

No wonder half of the top ten in the black boxing rankings are from China!

"Hey, brother, cheer up, or I will let you know today what cruelty is!" Tang Sen gently waved his fist and touched the opponent's gloves.

He wanted to be lazy today and didn't want to go to the construction site...

The fists collided, awakening Tomahawk from his reverie, and relying on his years of accumulated experience, he moved slightly back and kicked sideways.

However, he also retained some strength.

Just now the boss's attitude changed and he asked him to stay longer.

Why?

I’m afraid I won’t be able to return to North America!

The boss said that the bald young man looked at him as if he were looking at a dead person!

boom!

While thinking briefly, the fists and feet of both parties came into contact again, making a muffled sound.

Tomahawk retracted his right leg and moved his slightly numb ankle.

So strong!

After experiencing so many life-and-death battles, he can clearly feel the opponent's reaction speed, force-generating skills, and his own hidden explosive power.

Could it be...

Is he really from a Siberian training camp?

Not the destroyed one, but other desert islands?!

The battle ax retreated slightly, secretly accumulating strength, twisting his left foot, twisting his waist and abdomen, and swinging his right leg...

Side kick (head),

Side kick (waist),

Side kick (knee)!

The moment his right foot landed on the ground, he used his left fist and went straight to the opponent's chest...

Bang bang bang...boom!

The whole set of movements was performed smoothly, taking less than a second, and was completed in one go, both offensive and defensive...

However!

Got it!

The Chinese in front of him actually completely took over his special move!

Not only that, the other party has not moved from the beginning to now!

"Hiss..." Tomahawk took in a breath of cold air, his spine felt chilly, and he even had a creepy feeling.

But Tang Sen grinned, showing his white teeth, "Hey, you weakling, try harder, haven't you eaten yet?!"

Black boxing players are all bloody, they train hard all year round, they have a repressed temperament and are easily irritable.

Tomahawk believes that he is not weak, even if he encounters the strongest player today, he dares to challenge him.

Just now the boss ordered his men to be merciful, but now he sees that the other party is so powerful...

"Roar!"

Tomahawk decided to give it all a go!

Straight punches, swinging punches, sweeps, vertical chops, knee strikes...

Tang Sen did not deliberately despise the opponent, but aroused the opponent's fighting spirit.

Otherwise, how can we make the game exciting and long-lasting?

pity!

Tang Sen forgot one thing!

His previous opponents were either heavy cavalry of the same level or higher-level monks.

The strength of both parties is overwhelming. In order to relieve the force, the body will subconsciously follow the moves and swing back and forth, left and right.

Sometimes it seems dangerous, but in fact it is not very touching.

Sometimes it seems like you are hunting with the wind, but in fact you are not using much force.

Sometimes it sounds banging, but in fact some tricks are used.

When fighting with the tomahawk, he chose to resist forcefully. From a distance, it looked like the opponent was driving a wooden pile, with no visual impact.

Moreover, Tomahawk is a black boxer, not a professional fighter. The goal of fighting is to knock down the opponent quickly. What is practiced is explosive power. It takes ten seconds, dozens of seconds, and the game ends in two or three minutes at most.

Now unable to cause substantial damage to Tang Sen, after three brilliant rounds, he stopped panting and switched from offense to defense.

The two of them looked at each other, snorting, grunting, provoking, jumping around in circles, neither of them taking action...

Off the field.

"what happened?"

"It's different from what's shown on TV!"

"Yeah, forget it, Taoist Master. Yesterday afternoon, Tang Sen and Li Sen exchanged fists for four rounds!"

"Isn't this foreigner a fake?"

"Huh? Wait, I'll go to the Internet cafe next door to check this foreigner's information."
To be continued...