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There is no doubt that at the age of 27, his physical strength has reached its peak, and after more than ten years of boxing career, his experience has reached its peak.
Don't underestimate the 78 wins and 31 losses.
There may be many people who think that 31 losses are enough to prove their low strength, but this is black boxing!
A black boxing match in which the loser will either die or be injured!
Being able to save one's own life despite 31 failures is no longer something ordinary people can do.
This is enough to prove that Kakong is extremely shrewd, otherwise, even if he has ten lives, it is not enough to squander in the black boxing arena.
In addition, he is good at leg skills, and combined with his nickname Flying Demon, maybe this Kakong likes to use flying knees to solve opponents
Wei Xiaobei walked slowly in the corridor covered with red carpet, but his mind was full of thoughts.
"Fuck him chrysanthemum! chrysanthemum!"
"Break his neck!"
"Kill him!"
...
At the end of the corridor were two thick curtains, but these curtains still couldn't stop the crazy roaring and shouting.
"This one's black baby vs. white bully, a black american and a white russian. It's you."
Seeing Wei Xiaobei's probing eyes trying to pass through the curtain, the young man introduced.
"ah!"
Finally, a piercing scream overwhelmed the cheers, penetrated the door curtain and rushed into the ears.
The corners of Wei Xiaobei's eyes couldn't help shrinking slightly, he could clearly hear the continuous sound of fracture after the scream.
There is no doubt that the winners tortured the losers inhumanely.
Although Wei Xiaobei had a lot of blood on his hands, he hadn't had the blood of his own kind.
This made Wei Xiaobei a little nervous, not because he was worried about being defeated, but because he was uncertain about certain things, he was a little worried about whether he would become so cruel and ruthless in the future.
Soon, the door curtain was lifted, and several young people carried a black man with a twisted body and blood all over his body, and rushed over quickly.
Wei Xiaobei stepped back slightly, giving way to the road.
And that young man was a little taciturn. For him, although he had seen many black boxing matches, every time he saw such a tragic scene, it made him feel a little cramped.
The blood dripping on the red carpet soon soaked in and disappeared, like the morning dew meeting the sun.
"Dear gentlemen! Beautiful ladies! After a fierce battle, the great White Overlord has won the victory. Let us send off the king with warm applause!"
The host's voice sounded immediately, causing the audience to set off a wave.
Then there is a period of rest, those audiences, those who should go to WC go to WC, and those who should drink water drink water.
But the name of the boxer for the next fight has already been announced to facilitate those spectators to place bets in advance.
Thai boxer Fei Tianmo VS Chinese boxer Tieshankao.
Well, Wei Xiaobei took the nickname Iron Mountain by himself.
Well, one is a flying demon, and the other is a mountain made of iron. I don't know what will happen when the two collide.
Fifteen minutes later, the high-pitched voice of the host sounded again: "Dear gentlemen and beautiful ladies, the eighth No Limit Fighting Tournament is about to start, friends who haven't bet yet, please hurry up... .. .”
After that, there was a long period of sensational agitation. In short, if the bet amount did not reach a certain level, then the host would not stop his saliva!
Fortunately, the spectators who can enter this underground black boxing arena are not poor, nor are they Grandet. There is no place to squander a lot of money, so why not do it while gaining pleasure and earning money.
After a while, the host's voice finally stopped.
But after only taking a sip of water, the voice rang again: "Next we invite Thailand's forty-seventh-ranked Flying Demon to play!"
Immediately, cheers sounded, and a fiery atmosphere was created immediately.
"I invite Tieshan, the successor of Bajiquan, to come on stage!"
Compared with the introduction of Kakong, the host's introduction to Wei Xiaobei was a bit dull, and Wei Xiaobei was unknown, unlike Kakong who had already played seven games here. Fame has spread.
Therefore, there were basically no cheers afterwards, and it was relatively quiet.
This is nothing, if Wei Xiaobei knew that the bets at this time were basically on that Kakong, he would probably give a wry smile.
"Mr. Wei, it's your turn to play."
That young man respected Wei Xiaobei quite a bit. In fact, the staff respected any black boxer.
You must know that black boxers are basically guys with lives in their hands, and disrespecting them is completely asking for trouble.
Lifting the door curtain, Wei Xiaobei walked out along the red carpet, looking around quickly.
The Loulan clubhouse is indeed rich and powerful, and the chandeliers hanging on the top alone are quite a fortune.
The arena is located at the lowest point in the center of the entire venue, surrounded by a sand pool, and outside the sand pool is a huge iron cage that separates the arena from the auditorium.
The auditorium is like a lecture theater, going up around the arena in a circle, most of which are filled with well-dressed gentlemen and gorgeous ladies who are either betting with betting machines, or watching Wei Xiaobei who is walking over , and some pretended to be smoking cigars, and even one was eating steak and drinking red wine, and there was a bunny girl waiting beside him.
Obviously, here, as long as there is money, no matter how unreasonable the request for enjoyment may be realized.
Finally, Wei Xiaobei's eyes passed through the iron cage and landed on Ka Kong who was warming up on the ring.
This Kakong was skinny, less than 1.7 meters tall, with his dark upper body naked, bouncing and waving his numb fists in the air, almost invisible to the naked eye.
This can be regarded as a master!
Wei Xiaobei quickly judged the opponent's strength, judging from his current performance, he was not weak.
But the specifics will depend on the performance on the field.
There is a digital screen hanging above the arena. On the left is Ka Kong's betting amount, which has exceeded five million, while the betting amount of the right guard Xiaobei is only less than 100,000!
This is also the reality in the black boxing arena. When you have not shown your strength, those audiences will not easily bet on you.
Before coming to the iron cage, a waiter had already opened the small door on the iron cage.
When Wei Xiaobei entered, the small door closed immediately, giving people the illusion of being locked in a cage!
"Pig! Here you come!"
Before Wei Xiaobei approached the arena, that Kakong came to the front of the arena, stared at Wei Xiaobei covetously, and uttered harsh words from his mouth.