Arcade of Death

Chapter 146: Savior

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At this moment, it seems that the traversing scar on his face has added a little brilliance. It doesn’t look as hideous as usual. Alexander’s face has a soft smile, and he doesn’t look like a fighter who is about to go on the battlefield. Like a actor walking on the red carpet, Alexander’s smile is very contagious. From the moment he appeared, the cheers were waved higher than the waves, and there was no momentum to stop, especially the female audience, screaming one by one. With an excited expression of nympho, one by one couldn't wait to rush off to touch the muscles of this male god, it seems that this playboy is really popular with women.

This kind of flying cheers did not improve until Alexander reached the bottom of the ring and gestured to the surroundings to signal that everyone’s voice was lower. As the voice calmed down, the host immediately began to use this opportunity to introduce the second place. Boxer.

"He is against him is a free fighter from the United States, known as the'savior', Bruce Neo!" Although the host used the same excited tone and the same decibel as when he introduced Alexander, this time the audience was very excited. Not buying it, everyone looked sideways at the entrance, but no one called for it.

After being said by the host, Yi Xuan suddenly understood why he felt that this name was a bit familiar when I heard Neo’s self-report home. Savior, isn’t this the name of the hero in The Matrix

At this time Neo also finally walked in. Yi Xuan looked through the crowd, vaguely not seeing clearly, but suddenly a burst of laughter broke out in the audience near him, and then Neo walked into everyone. Yi Xuan couldn't help but smile when he saw his look.

Professional boxing matches naturally also have requirements for the contestants’ clothing. Wearing professional clothing is a must. However, Yixuan’s participation in this competition is a bit special. In fact, it is the professional colosseum for the rich guys. As long as the boxer can win the game without fouling in the ring, there are no hard and fast rules on the dressing committee, but even so, at least it must conform to the routine. Yi Xuan remembers that Coach Yang said a rule about dressing, but he I didn't remember it carefully.

Look at this Neo at this time, he looks like Keanu Reeves in person, a black trench coat, black short hair combed docile, a pair of jet black sunglasses, a serious expression, that shape, that expression , It is simply the presence of Neo’s savior. Yi Xuan couldn't help being speechless, damn, don't tell others that you know this stuff.

U.S. audiences have probably seen any weird people. Although they laughed a little at the beginning when they saw his look, they quickly returned to normal and applauded sparsely. They didn't know whether it was to encourage his courage or to the weak. In the eyes of these audiences, this funny Neo is probably a sad figure waiting to be played with by fate.

Although Yi Xuan is a little dissatisfied with his clothes, looking at his unusual performance, Yi Xuan also knows that this person really does not take an unusual path, and since he is also a player in the arcade of death, I believe that his strength must not be weak, perhaps in He seems to be able to win 100%, so he might as well keep a high profile.

"My dear, why come to watch such a second-class game? Why don't you go to another one?" Ya Ting complained in Yi Xuan's ear. Yi Xuan patted her holding her little hand to show her comfort, and said, "You don't understand, today you may see an unprecedentedly exciting game."

But Yating obviously didn't believe it, and arrogantly left Neo: "Just him?"

Yating’s words fell, Neo had already walked to the front of the ring, and that Neo didn’t mean to take off his clothes at all. He actually bent his knees on the spot, jumped three or four meters high, and landed easily on the ring. With a roar, the whole person seemed to be hit on the ring, the audience only felt that their feet seemed to be shaken twice, and the audience was silent for a moment.

In order to pretend to be handsome, Nanio did not forget to kneel on one knee and leaned on his side with one hand behind him, pointing diagonally forty-five degrees at the moment of landing. This hand stunned the audience. One jump was three or four meters high, and it was not a stunt. What kind of concept is that? You can go to the Olympics to get a high jump champion to play.

Yi Xuan was also taken aback by his jump. The jumping power of this product seemed to be higher than that of him, and he didn't know what ability he was strengthening.

"Ah!" Ya Ting took a breath of air in shock, and immediately shook Yi Xuan's arm and said, "He is as easy as you are." Fortunately, the audience around is Lao Mei, and everyone doesn't seem to understand her. This sentence in Chinese.

"Hush." Yi Xuan hurriedly stopped Yating, and Yating immediately nodded obediently, covering her mouth.

"Mr. Neo, according to the regulations, you have to wear professional boxing clothing or sports clothing. Take off your trench coat." The referee said to Neo with some embarrassment.

"Oh, is there such a rule? Didn't it mean that there is no limit to clothing?" Na Neo was very bachelor, and asked loudly in the ring, the referee only felt that there was a black line.

"Yes, there are no hard and fast rules for clothing, but..., haven't you read the game rule book?" The referee was a little helpless and had to move out of the rules.

"What is the game rule book?" Neo asked strangely. Looking back at the referee's helpless look, he said to work with you, and he couldn't help sighing: "Well, just take it off, it's really troublesome."

While talking, he took off his black windbreaker, revealing the white vest and the pale muscles inside.

"There are still shoes." The referee saw Neo pulled off his pants in twos or twos, and said, Neo had no choice but to take off his shoes.

"And sunglasses."

"Damn, can't you give me some momentum?" Neo said angrily, but he took off his sunglasses as well. It seemed that Neo had wanted to be cool in this outfit, but he didn't expect to be undressed in public, but it was even more embarrassing.

"And your wig." The referee held his clothes and shoes and continued to say without temper.

Neo: "...."

After all the attire on his body was taken off, Neo’s previous styling and powerful aura had been completely destroyed. The tall and thin man was standing on the ring like a white chicken, his vest and big pants were loose. Hanging on his body, his hair looks choppy because of the wig removed, as if just arched out of the bed, how unreliable it looks, but he seems to be afraid of his jumping ability just now. That Achilles didn't show a smile. On the contrary, the face that had been smiling just now was serious. It seems that he is still cautious about this game.

AREYOUREADY!

AREYOUREADY!

The referee asked the two of them separately. Seeing that they both nodded, they waved their hands suddenly, FIGHT!

After the episode just now, the game finally started. Achilles cautiously wandered around Neo, like a beast about to hunt. Although he was unruly and unrestrained on weekdays, it could be seen from his attitude at this time. His strength is indeed not in vain.

On the other hand, Neo, after the referee shouted the start, he was no different from the standing posture before the start. He was completely dangling, and looking at his uncomfortable expression, he seemed to be doing nothing. The more you look at it, the less he looks like. It's here to punch.

But the more he was like this, the more Achilles couldn't see through him. He was afraid that he would pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, beating in small steps around him, and he became more cautious in his heart.

This time it’s the audience’s turn to be unhappy. It has been a minute or two since the beginning of the show. Two people actually stood there, and the other kept jumping. The audience could not wait long ago, especially the kind of unflattering that Neo showed. Looks like, finally couldn't help someone shouting.

"Fight him!"

"Kick his ass!"

"Shoot out his brain!" The shouts grew more and more, and finally merged into a wave, squeezing him, and squeezing his voices one after another. At the same time, some spectators who were closer to the ring began to throw the messy things on the stage in order to increase their tone. Fortunately, the throwables were confiscated before the opening of the conference, such as water bottles and the like were carefully brought into the arena. , But these people still used all the things available around them, the tickets, hats, and lipsticks that were not in their bags. Security immediately came forward to stop it, and the situation improved a lot.

Although this was already the case, Achilles was still calm, his feet were not chaotic, his eyes still fixed on Neo, and the distance between the two was slowly shortened.

Finally, Achilles roared, and suddenly moved quickly. Unlike the light but slow shattering steps just now, Achilles moved like a slaughter tiger, attacking swiftly.

A flying leg, fierce and full of explosive power, took Neo’s head straight, but Neo raised his hand and blocked the foot with a snap. His seemingly thin figure actually swayed. Did not shake it.

The audience was quiet immediately. Everyone held their breath and watched Achilles’ first attack, but they did not expect to be easily blocked by the white chicken on the opposite side, and seeing that he lifted the weight lightly, it was effortless. Yi Xuan was also taken aback, um, it seems that this Neo has a lot of power.

Achilles's kick seemed strong, but in fact it was just a test, and did not exert all his strength. This kick was blocked. Although he was shocked in his heart, he did not panic. He immediately made another straight punch, and Neo quickly flicked. Turning around, the left hand that blocked that foot just now returned to defense in an instant. This action was as fast as lightning. If it were a movie, Neo's movement at this moment was at least four times the speed, and it snapped Achilles's. Fists clenched and clenched.