"Everyone, the main characters of tonight's fight are Hongxing Kun Peng VS East Star Cola!”
"The rules of the boxing match are that there are no rules or restrictions.”
"This is a warm-up match. Let's invite Hongxing's Atai VS United Society's Allen to the arena!”
Ah Bao held the microphone and said loudly, indicating the official start of the competition.
Instantly, waves of excitement rose in the arena. Whistles and cheers rang out endlessly.
Aren jumped onto the ring and shouted excitedly,"The United Association is the best, the United Association is the best, defeat Hongxing.”
Many people who had bet on the Union Society's victory shouted in unison,"Attack Hongxing!"
The person who bought the Kun Peng from Hongxing was not to be outdone."Down with the United Society!"
"Go, Atai!"
"Kun Peng, you can do it!"
Thirteenth Sister and Ah Run shouted until their throats were hoarse.
"Begin!" The referee shouted.
Atai and Allen exchanged glances and paced back and forth on the stage, looking for the best opportunity.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The dull sound of a collision resounded throughout the arena.
Alan was very excited. He swung his large fist and took the lead to charge at Atai. He was very brave.
Atai didn't expect Aren to be so unruly and fierce. He didn't care about anything and seemed to have endless strength.
One punch, two punches, three punches. He attacked crazily without stopping.
Facing such a fierce attack, Atai could only retreat passively, flipping his arms and constantly defending.
"F * ck, what's Atai doing? How can he not be able to defeat Aren of the United Society?”
"Alan is very fierce today. His explosive power is very high.”
"If I had known earlier, I would have bet on Cola to win. If I had let Alan win first, Kun Peng would have beaten Alan before Cola.”
"What a loss!"
……
Aren's menacing attack caused the crowd to sigh.
The short mules 'shouts and killing cries were endless.
Zhou Zhipeng frowned when he saw Aren's reckless attack.
This guy was especially excited when he went up on stage. It was as if he had endless strength. He sprinted brainlessly and did not talk about tactics at all.
It was obviously not normal.
It was impossible for a normal person to have such a high explosive force unless they used stimulants.
Or, like him, he had the Kun Peng bloodline, which gave him an additional bonus.
Zhou Zhipeng narrowed his eyes and looked down on Aren and Salty Shirt even more.
However, the battle had already begun and could not be stopped.
Besides, who would tell you so many rules in the underground boxing arena?
If Zhou Zhipeng had asked this question, the short mule that had bet on the Union Society's win would definitely not be convinced. He would laugh at him for being afraid and finding an excuse.
It was just one more person. Others might be worried about the problem of endurance.
And he was not afraid.
On the stage, the competition had already reached its climax.
Atai found an opportunity to punch Aren's chin, and his retainer flew off.
The referee pulled the two of them apart.
“艹!”
Aren spat out a mouthful of blood and shook his head.
In an instant, he rushed up and attacked even more fiercely. He punched Atai's abdomen heavily.
The huge impact made Atai's straight body suddenly bow.
The intense pain made the pulse on his forehead throb rapidly.
"Ah!"
Aren roared and punched again and again as if he had gone crazy.
His arm lashed out like a whip, and with a series of moves, he knocked Aren to the ground.
With a flip, he sat on Atai's body and ruthlessly beat him into a pig's head.
Atai was defeated!
The excited short mules below the stage spat out fragrant words and cursed,
"F * ck, can you do it? Atai, that trash!”
"What's wrong with Aren?”
"F * ck, we won't lose tonight, right?”
"I already said that I would bet on the United Society winning and buy Coke!”
"Now, the Kun Peng will definitely lose. How can we play 1v2?”
……
There were sighs and curses below the stage. Atai, who had been beaten into a bloody man, was carried down.
At the same time, the odds of Kun Peng on the field rose from 1 to 2 to 1 to 4.
Many people who bought the Kun Peng regretted it. They even wanted to buy some cola to calm down.
Chen Haonan, Shanji, and the others watched with great interest.
"Kun Peng, that bastard, he's going to lose tonight. We'll definitely win!" Pheasant said impatiently.”
"Brother Chennan is so decisive. Let's all bet on Cola.”
He smiled smugly.
Chen Haonan's lips curled into a smile.
Zhou Zhipeng, you'll be ruined tonight!
On the stage.
Aren waved his gloves excitedly, his eyes bloodshot.
He arrogantly pointed his middle finger at Zhou Zhipeng.
Zhou Zhipeng jumped onto the ring and sat in the preparation area. He looked at Aren as if he was looking at a fool.
He stuck out his pinky and pointed it down, which meant 'you're my younger brother'.
Aren was so angry that he rushed forward and cursed,"Shame on your mother. Die on the street. Later, I'll beat you until your mother doesn't recognize you!”
"F * ck you, eat sh * t, you piece of sh * t, Jin Zhengu, you have no eyes when you give birth to a son, and no sh * t when you give birth to a daughter!”
Thirteenth Sister couldn't take it anymore and started scolding at the side.
Zhou Zhipeng sat where he was and looked at Aren coldly.
"Brat, don't be arrogant. I hope your fists will be harder than your mouth!”
A powerful sense of oppression and aura emanated from Zhou Zhipeng's body.
Aren was also pulled back by the people from the United Association.
Both sides got ready.
Silly Qiang and Ah Wei helped to hold the towel while the other helped to put on the retainer.
"Brother Peng, you can do it!" Ah Run cheered him on gently.
"Brother Peng, you must win. I bet all my money on you winning!”Thirteenth Sister shouted.
Zhou Zhipeng nodded slightly and gave them a reassuring look.
He pulled off his outer coat, revealing his muscles.
His perfect lines and handsome face caused quite a few female audience members to exclaim in surprise.
Ah Run's face turned red.
"3, 2, 1…Begin!"
As the referee's countdown ended, the match began.
Aren rushed forward and punched.
It was still the same as before, a high burst and a fierce charge.
This punch was aimed directly at Zhou Zhipeng's face.
If he was hit, he would be half-crippled if not dead.
Aren was about to punch Zhou Zhipeng in the head.
Zhou Zhipeng did not even blink.
Instead of dodging, he easily raised his fist and swung it at Aren's fist.
This move did not have any technical content at all. It was just a fist to fist clash.
It was a competition of strength.
"Kacha!"
The two fists collided, producing a crisp sound that was exceptionally explosive.
Then, she saw Aren take a few steps back.
His left hand had already formed a V-shape and was drooping down.
"Ah! Ah!"
Aren howled in pain as he hugged his arms.
The entire arena fell into silence, so silent that one could hear a pin drop.
Everyone was shocked.
Chen Haonan and the others were waiting to watch a good show.
At this moment, he was like a rooster whose throat was being squeezed tightly, unable to make a sound.
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