Identity: ***The successor of Wusheng Swordsmanship.
Record: Challenged sixty-four warriors, with a 100% winning rate, and all his opponents died!
Odds:1.5
After Sato Hirohito led Yanagawa Haruko and Asamiya into the *** box, Sato Hirohito's information suddenly appeared on the electronic screen above the competition field.
Seeing Hirohito Sato's information, the atmosphere at the scene was instantly ignited. Everyone couldn't help but cast their eyes on the electronic screen. When they saw the words "100% winning rate and all his opponents died", some people couldn't help but gasp.
A breath of cool air!
They can feel the meaning contained in this sentence - no one who fights against Hirohito Sato will survive!
Not one!!
In the private room, Sato Hirohito sat cross-legged on the sofa in the center, his expression as cold as ever, and his eyes without any emotion.
At this moment, it seemed as if everything around him had gone away, and all he could think about was the upcoming battle.
"Sato-kun, tonight, no matter what, we must not let that Chinese guy walk out of the ring alive!" Haruko Yanagawa saw Sato Hirohito sitting there with a cold expression on his face, and couldn't help but remind him.
Sato Hirohito did not look at Yanagawa Haruko, but slowly closed his eyes. His voice gave people a chilly feeling: "No opponent I have ever challenged is alive."
None of the opponents I challenge are alive!
Sensing the confidence and domineering expression in Hirohito Sato's tone, Yanagawa Haruko was slightly shaken. She wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't.
Ten minutes later, the originally noisy underground boxing ring became quiet again, and everyone once again turned their attention to the entrance of the passage.
Following their gazes, one could clearly see a group of people walking in at the entrance of the passage.
The leader is Chen Fan.
Tonight, Chen Fan was wearing a black martial arts training uniform and a pair of black cloth shoes. Not to mention that the clothes looked a little shabby and a little too small, so they didn't fit him well.
Walking side by side with Chen Fan was Huangfu Hongzhu. She was still wearing her beloved black cloak, with her long hair draped casually on her shoulders. The leather boots under her feet made crisp sounds after stepping on the ground.
Under the light, her expression looked extremely solemn.
Completely opposite to Huangfu Hongzhu's expression, Chu Ge, who was following her, didn't have the slightest worry on his face, but was just excited!
Behind the three of them were a group of young men in black suits. These young men all had cold faces and indifferent eyes. Their aura gave people an extremely dangerous feeling.
The total number of these people was nearly fifty. After they entered the boxing ring, they actively dispersed without waiting for Huangfu Hongzhu's orders and walked to every corner of the boxing ring. Ten of them directly assaulted the ***
The junction between the private rooms and the general auditorium.
Their actions made the members of the Yamaguchi-gumi Nindo who were standing in the private room where Sato Hirohito was frowning. Asamiya even opened the door of the private room without saying a word and walked straight in.
"Master Sato, two-thirds of the secret members of the Red Bamboo Gang are here, and they don't know what to do." Asamiya reported respectfully after entering the box.
"I understand." Hearing Asamiya's words, Hirohito Sato didn't even open his eyes: "Go down."
"Yes!" Although Asami was quite confused, he did not dare to ask any more questions and retreated honestly.
At the same time, Chen Fan, accompanied by Huangfu Hongzhu and Chu Ge, walked directly to the box opposite the box where Sato Hirohito was.
That box is next to Li Ying's box.
In the box, Li Ying saw Chen Fan walking in a martial arts uniform. She felt a little inexplicably nervous and couldn't help but clasping her hands together.
"Chen Fan." When Chen Fan was about to enter the box, Li Ying subconsciously walked out of the box and shouted to Chen Fan.
Chen Fan heard the sound and immediately turned around to look. When he saw Li Ying, a trace of surprise flashed across his originally calm face, and then what Tang Guoshan had said to him flashed instinctively in his mind.
"Chen Fan, I have something to say to you, is it okay?" Seeing that Chen Fan did not speak, Li Ying ignored the surprised looks of Huangfu Hongzhu and Chu Ge, and walked directly to Chen Fan under the gaze of the entire audience.
Next to him, he mustered up the courage to say.
"Okay." Although he didn't know what Li Ying wanted to say to Chen Fan, Chen Fan still nodded and followed Li Ying to the box next door.
In the auditorium, the dragon girl wearing black-framed glasses had her eyes on Chen Fan since Chen Fan stepped into the box. At this time, when she saw Chen Fan following Li Ying into the box, her originally indifferent face was filled with emotion.
There was a ripple, and I didn't know what I was thinking in my heart.
"Hey, that was Li Ying, the boss of Lanjing Entertainment, right?"
"Yes, it's her."
"It's really strange. I didn't expect her to come to the boxing match."
"I don't think it's unusual for her to come to the boxing match, but it's strange that she knows that young man named Chen Fan."
"Yes, that Li Ying has a very deep background. It is said that he has a background in the military. Is that kid also from the military?"
"It's possible, but since that kid is from the military, how come he is studying at Tunghai University?"
Seeing Chen Fan follow Li Ying into the box, some upper class people at the scene started talking.
Like them, the domestic martial arts practitioners at the scene were also discussing, but the topic was not Chen Fan's identity, but Chen Fan's kung fu.
"That young man is not simple."
"Yes, judging from his walking posture, his chassis is very stable, and every step is almost exactly the same. What's even more rare is that, facing the upcoming life-and-death battle, his expression is very calm."
"Wrong, it's not calm, it's disdain!"
"Disdain?"
"Yes, didn't you see that from the moment he stepped into the boxing ring, he didn't even look at the box where Sato Hirohito was?"
"It seems that today's battle will be extremely exciting!"
"Not only is it exciting, in my opinion, today's battle is no less significant than the battle three years ago when a mysterious Chinese warrior secretly challenged the master of the *** Beichen Itto Ryu!"
Mentioning the battle three years ago, every domestic martial arts practitioner present showed an expression of excitement on their faces, but there was a little regret in the excitement, and they regretted not being there in person!
Because, three years ago, the leader of Beichen Yidao Style was one of the top three masters in the martial arts world!!
Just when the scene was buzzing with discussion because of Chen Fan's arrival, Chen Fan's information flashed on the electronic screen above the competition venue.
Name: Chen Fan.
Nationality: Chinese.
Identity: Student of Tunghai University.
Achievements: None.
Odds: 2.4.
Although the audience who came today had a certain "understanding" of Chen Fan's information, when they saw such a piece of information, the scene was still in an uproar!
Especially, those warriors from *** had dumbfounded expressions on their faces!
Before, when Chen Fan entered the boxing ring, they all saw that Chen Fan was not simple. They thought that Chen Fan was the disciple of some famous master, but they did not expect that Chen Fan was a person without any sect. What was even weirder was that he had never participated in the boxing ring.
Any fighting competition!
In the box, Chen Fan didn't know anything about all this. He just looked at Li Ying with a puzzled face and asked: "Miss Li, I wonder if you have anything to say to me?"
"I..." Perhaps because of lack of preparation, or perhaps because of being too nervous, Li Ying seemed a little panicked when faced with Chen Fan's question. However, she was not an ordinary person after all. She quickly adjusted her expression, but her eyes
Li's worry could not be concealed: "Chen Fan, you...are you really going to compete with Hirohito Sato?"
"Of course, if there is no competition, what am I doing here?" Chen Fan couldn't help but laugh. Li Ying's question was too low-level.
Seeing Chen Fan showing a relaxed smile, Li Ying couldn't help but be stunned!
It seems that she never dreamed that Chen Fan would still be able to laugh at this time!
Because, when she learned that Chen Fan was going to compete with Hirohito Sato, she spent a lot of effort to find information about Hirohito Sato. In her opinion, Hirohito Sato was simply the reincarnation of the God of Death!
However, facing such an opponent, Chen Fan can still laugh??
"Is there anything else? If not, I'm going to get ready. The game is about to start." Seeing that Li Ying didn't speak, Chen Fan opened his mouth to break the silence.
Li Ying wanted to say something, but she opened her mouth and didn't know how to speak, so she shook her head slightly.
Seeing Li Ying shaking her head, Chen Fan stopped talking nonsense and walked out directly.
"Chen Fan, you...you must win!"
The moment Chen Fan walked out of the box, Li Ying suddenly clenched her fists and mustered up the courage to shout such a sentence.
These sudden words made Chen Fan pause slightly. He did not look back, but walked out of the box directly.
After leaving the box where Li Ying was, Chen Fan walked directly into the box next door.
In the box, Chu Ge was holding a cigarette in his mouth and a glass of red wine in his hand, with an impatient expression on his face, while Huangfu Hongzhu frowned and sat next to Chu Ge, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Miss Huangfu, go make arrangements. The competition time is coming soon." Chen Fan said in a deep voice as he walked into the box.
"Oh, okay." Chen Fan's words brought Huangfu Hongzhu back to reality from her thoughts, and then she immediately stood up and responded, walking towards the door of the box.
One step, two steps, three steps.
After three steps, Huangfu Hongzhu passed by Chen Fan. She couldn't help but said softly: "Be careful."
Huangfu Hongzhu's concerned words rang in his ears. Looking at Huangfu Hongzhu's worried eyes, Chen Fan nodded but did not answer.
"Master, when we come on stage, don't give that stupid little devil a chance. Beat him until he's pissed off and beg for mercy!" Seeing Huangfu Hongzhu leave, Chu Ge walked up to Chen Fan and flattered Chen Fan*
He shook his shoulders and said with a smile.
Hearing Chu Ge's words, Chen Fan couldn't help but feel happy: "How do you know that I can win?"
"In my heart, master is a symbol of invincibility. Any successor of Wu Sheng swordsmanship, any martial arts genius, or the sword of killing gods are just clouds!" Chu Ge said with a matter-of-fact expression.
Chen Fan smiled and said nothing more.
Ten minutes later, betting stopped, and a tall, charming host appeared on the field with a microphone.
"Gentlemen and ladies, welcome to the Jingwumen Boxing Stadium." The host said, bowing to the audience on all sides, and at the same time, there was warm applause.
"I believe that tonight's game will be exciting and exciting!" After the applause fell, the host suddenly raised his voice: "Now, let us welcome Mr. Sato Hirohito, the successor from ***Musei Kendo!"
As soon as the host's voice fell, heavy metal music rang out, the headlights above the stadium suddenly went out, and Sato Hirohito's information flashed on the electronic screen.
Hirohito Sato, who was wearing a kimono, slowly walked from the corridor of the competition ground to the competition ground carrying the Buto Tamama.
Under the light, his expression was as cold as ice, and the wooden clogs under his feet barely made any sound as they stepped on the cement floor.
One person and one sword.
He was like the reincarnation of the God of Death. With his body as the center of the circle, the cold and terrifying murderous intention began to spread slowly around, making the atmosphere of the originally noisy scene somewhat depressing. Almost everyone saw Sato Hirohito appear on the scene.
, all chose to remain silent, and even some viewers who were closer to the corridor felt the terrifying murderous intention of Hirohito Sato, and their breathing became a little rapid, and their faces turned pale!
On the competition ground, the host, who was used to seeing all kinds of black boxing fighters, saw Hirohito Sato approaching, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, her legs became weak, and cold sweat seeped out of her forehead uncontrollably, so much so that she forgot
What to say next.
"I am a warrior, not a monkey being watched. I don't need your introduction. Come on down!" Unknowingly, Hirohito Sato came to the host's side and spoke coldly.
Bang!
The host, whose legs were already weak, heard Sato Hirohito's words and felt the terrifying murderous intent on Sato Hirohito's body. He sat down on the ground, his face as pale as paper.
"Whoosh!"
Looking at the host who was completely paralyzed on the ground, Sato Hirohito's eyes flashed with murderous intent. Without saying a word, he suddenly raised his right leg!
"Whoosh!"
A shadow of a leg flashed past.
"Bang!!"
The host was kicked by Hirohito Sato, and the terrifying force made her fly up. She was in the air, her pupils were wide open, her mouth was wide open, and scarlet blood spurted out from her mouth.
boom!!
A few seconds later, her body hit the concrete steps of the auditorium with a loud bang.
Her body was motionless and she died on the spot!
The sudden scene was beyond everyone's expectations, and the scene instantly fell into deathly silence.
Among them, some upper-class people who came to watch the game in search of excitement suddenly changed their expressions, and looked at Hirohito Sato with fear in their eyes.
In comparison, those Japanese warriors had expressions of normalcy.
It seems... in their opinion, it is simply an act of sacrilege for ordinary people to watch Hirohito Sato's game!
"Chinaman, I have never competed in the ring, and I have never sacrificed a Budou soul!" After kicking the host to death, Sato Hirohito's expression did not change at all. It felt like killing a chicken.
, he just cast his gaze to the corridor at the other end, and his voice was as cold as coming from the Nine Nether Abyss: "You can let me do this, and you will die without regrets!!"
