There is a sharp contrast between Chen Yang who competes in the ring and the black man who weighs more than 300 kilograms. The two players are not in the same tonnage.
"Shh!"
Everyone in the audience sighed again, not thinking favorably of Chen Yang at all.
However, Chen Yang was full of confidence and showed no fear in the face of the black man who weighed more than 300 kilograms of meat grinder. But what he was worried about was that the boxing gloves his opponent had just put on must have been soaked with poison. Since last night
The Li family sent someone to a Chinese medicine pharmacy to buy highly toxic herbal medicine, and he became suspicious of it.
The two poisons of aconite and naoyang flower are combined with seven kinds of medicinal materials such as blood wolfberry to synthesize a fatal toxin. Although this toxin is colorless, it has a faint fragrance. Once the poison sticks to the skin
It will inevitably ulcerate and pus will leak out quickly. After a few minutes, the toxins will quickly penetrate into the skin, blood, internal organs, etc. through the skin.
When the black meat grinder saw another young man with a thin body coming up, his eyes showed a disdainful smile, and he said in less fluent Chinese: "Haha...ignorant Chinese people!"
Chen Yang was about the same size as the challenger just now, and he didn't think that this thin, yellow-skinned man with only bones left could cause any harm to himself.
"You will pay the price for the monkey and your contempt." Chen Yang put his left hand behind his back, slightly arched his legs, and slowly stretched out his right hand in a gesture of response.
"He is indeed a master." An Oriental samurai in the audience stared closely at the position of Chen Yang's feet and said thoughtfully.
"Master, how do you know he is a master before the battle begins?"
A young warrior asked doubtfully.
"Look at the position of his legs. It's the starting position of a profound martial arts in the Dragon Kingdom. The feet are on the yin and yang, as stable as the five mountains. This black man is no match for him." The Oriental samurai said intently: "I am very lucky.
The Dragon Kingdom met a master."
"Don't the martial arts of their Dragon Kingdom become more popular as they get older?" The young warrior didn't understand.
"No, there are exceptions to everything. Maybe this young man is a genius. We'll see."
The Oriental Samurai looked at Chen Yangrao in the arena and said with interest.
"Understood, who should we keep?" the young samurai nodded in understanding and asked.
"Of course I will take this young man into custody." The Japanese samurai smiled enigmatically.
In a behind-the-scenes monitoring room in the boxing ring, the manager of the underground boxing ring stood carefully behind Li Qinghui and said: "Master Li, please sit down. You can have a panoramic view of everything in the ring."
"Haha, grandson, today will be your memorial day next year!" Li Qinghui stared at the computer screen, his eyes shooting out two murderous glances.
The manager of the boxing ring was in his forties, chubby, and said with squinted eyes: "This black man, who is known as the immortal meat grinder, was hired from an underground boxing ring abroad at a large price. He participates in every boxing match.
Every bet comes with a hefty commission.”
Li Qinghui looked at the boxing ring manager with great satisfaction, patted him on the shoulder and said: "Okay, if you have a good idea, if the meat grinder can kill this grandson in this contest, I will give him a heavy reward."
The boxing ring manager nodded repeatedly and said with a flattering smile: "Thank you, Mr. Li, thank you..."
The duel finally started, but the audience in the audience was not optimistic about Chen Yang. Just looking at him using this move with one hand behind his back and the other hand out, it definitely seemed like he was showing off.
"Fuck! No matter how cool the moves are, what's the use? It's still Wing Chun, bah!"
"Meat grinder, one punch will knock him down!"
"No, I'm still betting on the meat grinder..."
At this time, the black man couldn't bear it anymore and moved. In fact, his biggest advantage was his body. This powerful fat made him look like a mountain of meat. He rushed towards Chen Yang with heavy steps.
, the facial expression is very fierce.
"Come on, kill him, I'm betting a million on you."
"Put him down, bring him down, beat him to pieces..."
The audience at the scene was excited. This kind of scene where they can place bets and watch bloody boxing is what they like to see the most. But they don't know that this ring match is a conspiracy contest.
Of course, they don't have much sympathy when they come to watch a black boxing ring match, because they feel that they are paying money just to watch the blood, just like when the first challenger fell to the ground, no one showed mercy to him.
The weak eat the strong, this is the supreme law of the black boxing market.
The black boxing champion was very fast, unprecedentedly fast. Because his morale was now high, he punched Chen Yang. This punch used all his strength, and the huge fist hit Chen Yang like a sandbag.
Hit him on the head.
But Chen Yang's figure suddenly disappeared in front of him, and the punch hit the cement pile in the corner of the boxing ring with a bang, causing the concrete on the cement pile to fall.
This punch was very powerful, weighing at least several hundred kilograms, but it was a pity that this punch failed again, otherwise he could have knocked Chen Yang away with one punch.
Immediately, the black man turned around quickly, looking for his target, and sure enough he saw this loach-like Dragon Nation man standing behind him. He shouted loudly, turned around and threw out another punch.
Chen Yang quickly moved his feet, slightly to one side, and the black man's punch missed again. When Chen Yang passed by the black man, he gently pushed him behind, and a huge force made the black man stagger forward.
With a loud bang, he fell to the ground and fell to pieces.
The black man's posture was extremely weird. There was a burst of laughter at the scene, and someone shouted: "Boxing champion, are you eating shit?"
The black man was angry. He had never made such a big mistake. He was a warrior. He would tear his targets to pieces every time and then make them lie down in front of him and beg for mercy. He had never made a fool of himself.
So, he stood up, pointed at Chen Yang and roared: "If you have the ability, don't hide."
"I'm not hiding, I'm just teasing you. Now we officially start the duel." Chen Yang made an international gesture forward, and then pressed down heavily.
The naked contempt made the black man completely crazy. He roared and quickly rushed towards Chen Yang with heavy steps.