This was nothing surprising at first, but the establishment of the bounty arena this time caused a sensation in the entire Foshan martial arts world.
For no other reason, there is always a foreigner among the challengers in the bounty ring!
This is very strange, and it will naturally attract the attention of Foshan Wulin.
What makes them even more surprised or excited is that the prize money in the bounty arena is so high that it will definitely tempt them to give it a try.
According to the rules announced in the bounty arena, anyone who can win a game will receive a bonus of fifty taels of silver.
As the influence of the bounty arena expands, the amount of prize money for the winner will become higher and higher.
This is just a pure victory bonus. There are also open betting markets outside. It is rumored that many foreign businessmen with considerable capital are involved. As long as you win a handful, you will gain a lot.
When the news came, Foshan was naturally shocked...
A number of wealthy and powerful people in the city became interested, and it was a rare experience for them to be able to have a fair gambling battle with the foreign devils.
Of course, if they can recommend warriors to compete in the ring and beat their foreign opponents in the ring, they will gain a lot of face.
For a time, countless eyes gathered at the pier...
The Foshan martial artist who competed in the first ring competition was Huang Feihong's true disciple, and Pork Rong was quite famous in the entire Foshan martial arts world.
I heard that the first one to appear was Pork Rong, so Foshan Wulin was quite satisfied.
The name of Pork Rong was not only spread by Huang Feihong's apprentices, but also by his fists.
As for his opponent, he is a boxer from England...
It was a beautiful day and the pier was very busy with people.
On the open space of the pier, at some point, a arena with a radius of more than thirty square meters appeared.
There are no wooden stakes or protective ropes. According to the regulations, once one side leaves the ring range, it loses.
At this time, a high platform was set up opposite the ring, and a row of chairs were placed on the high platform.
At present, the high platform is already filled with celebrities and squires from Foshan City, as well as famous martial arts bosses, all of whom have a calm and calm demeanor.
Across a pedestrian passage, sitting on the other side were foreign Japanese businessmen.
All of them were well-dressed and handsome, but at this moment they were talking a lot, and their furry faces were full of excitement.
They were holding wine glasses in their hands, and there were desserts on the coffee table next to them. There were waiters around them who brought new drinks and snacks from time to time.
It is estimated that the consumption in this moment is about the same as or even more than the purchases of those sailors.
Not far away, Wu Dong, who was among the young people of the militia maintaining order, couldn't help but smile and narrow his eyes when he saw this scene.
Sure enough, holding large-scale events is all about making money!
Just the snacks and drinks consumed by a bunch of foreign devil merchants can make the militia shops earn a lot of money.
As for the betting on the odds of the fight in the ring, he was afraid that he would have to make a lot of money again. He was very confident in Rourou Rong's martial arts.
Yes, this bounty arena is naturally his masterpiece.
In order to calm down the gang of foreign devil businessmen, he came up with such a trick to make the foreign devil businessmen focus their attention.
In this era, all the merchants who can travel across the ocean to do business in the Qing Dynasty are cruel and vicious. They only care about money and nothing else.
They definitely do not lack the character of adventurous gambling, and they are full of confidence in their own strength and that of their subordinates.
The bounty arena that Wu Dong created was just giving them money, so how could he not actively participate?
Not to mention anything else, their men's military capabilities, both in terms of physique and strength, are much stronger than those of the Foshan warriors.
Their understanding of strength is whether they are strong or ruthless. As for fighting skills and fighting methods, they don't care much at all.
When they were able to speak foreign languages, they were invited to participate in the bounty ring on behalf of the vigilante group. After knowing the rules, there was no doubt that they would come.
In this way, this group of foreign devil businessmen had no intention of targeting the Foshan local government. After all, they arrested a few dishonest sailors as soon as they caught them, and the Black Flag Army did not refuse to let them go.
When the foreigners were ready to fight, all the people in Foshan who were watching were shocked.
He was over 1.9 meters tall, with muscles all over his body, many scars on his face and body, and a hideous smile. It was obvious at first glance that he was not someone to be trifled with.
As for Pork Rong, he was half a head shorter than his opponent, and his body shape was not comparable.
From the outside, Pork Wing has no chance of winning.
Even the celebrities in Foshan who were sitting on the viewing platform were a little restless.
In the group of martial arts masters, someone asked Huang Feihong, how sure is Pork Rong's victory?
Huang Feihong just smiled and shook his head, saying that he would not know until he was beaten.
Privately, I naturally felt a cold sweat for Zhu Rong.
As a martial arts master of a generation, judging from the steps of the big foreigner Shang Lei, the extent of his body shaking, and some subtle behaviors, there is no way he could be Zhu Rong's opponent.
However, the opponent's size and physical advantages are too great, and judging from the pattern of his walking and shaking of his hands, it can be seen that this guy is also an experienced fighter.
Huang Feihong felt that he was only 60 to 70 percent sure whether Pork Rong could win the battle.
Wu Dong, who was mixed in the crowd, was full of confidence that Pork Rong would never collapse.
"Brother Dong, the size difference between Zhu Zhurong and the foreign devil opposite is too big. I'm afraid he won't be able to bear a punch!"
Next to him were the younger brothers he specially called to see the world. One of them opened his mouth and revealed Zhu Rong's biggest weakness.
"I don't think so!"
Wu Dong had a smile on his face, not feeling guilty at all for deceiving Pork Rong into the ring and putting this guy in danger. He said leisurely: "This guy is practicing the five-shaped Tiger Fist, which is famous for its dominance and ferocity. As long as the tiger fist is used
If you show your cultivation skills, you can win even in head-to-head encounters!"
Next to him, Yan Zhendong, with his hands folded on his chest, his eyes flashing, did not interrupt, and not long after, he suddenly said: Let's start!
As soon as he finished speaking, with the sound of a gong, Zhu Rong and the foreigner roared angrily, and without saying a word, they bumped into each other.
Bang bang bang...
Next, a scene that shocked everyone appeared. Zhurong Rong completely ignored his physical disadvantage and actually competed with a tall and strong foreign man in boxing strength.
One after another, the fierce and domineering, powerful and heavy tiger fists were bombarded in succession like cannonballs. They collided hard with the iron fists wielded by the strong foreign men, and the sound shook the eardrums, which was shocking.
Muffled sound.
"Adong, look carefully. This guy Zhurong Rong is using the strong pressure from the foreigners on the opposite side to gather strength. Don't let go of any changes in his body. This guy is really brave..."