Chu Feng has always been low-key, what he likes most is to beat up those arrogant people, kneel down and beg for mercy and call his mother.
This young man's cultivation is not weak, and it is estimated that his strength is not much worse. But if you dare to be arrogant in front of him, you have to see if it is qualified enough.
"Bengquan!"
You can't use weapons in boxing matches, and Chu Feng can only use his fists to fight powerful enemies.
There is also an advantage to using fists. The comprehension of force is more profound. Some force application skills make it easier to break through.
Chu Feng didn't talk nonsense with this second product, and directly launched an attack.
"Haha, Bengquan? No. 77, are you sure it's not here to be funny?"
"Do you dare to show this basic boxing technique?"
"Master teaches you how to punch!"
The young man was very arrogant, smiling arrogantly, and displayed a magnificent set of mysterious advanced boxing techniques to face Chu Feng.
boom!
The fists of the two collided.
Click!
"Ah" the young man let out a scream of altered tone, and the bones of his arm burst directly, and the muscles and skin were pierced and exposed to the outside. Bloody, very miserable.
This punch was not just as simple as hurting his arm.
The terrible heavy energy penetrated the young man's body even more, hurting his internal organs.
He flew back, hit the urn wall of the chamber, and fell to the ground.
Mouthful of blood spurted from his mouth.
He struggled a few times, but he couldn't stand up. The audience shouted "No. 77! Oh oh". Many of these spectators often watch boxing matches, and they have seen the bloody scenes.
Although the young man was seriously injured and miserable, no one sympathized with him.
Instead, Chu Feng knocked down his opponent with a punch, causing the audience on the stage to scream, shout, and cheer for him. Those old fans screamed wildly, jumping up and shouting for him.
Chu Feng felt the enthusiasm of the audience, and a faint confident smile appeared on his face.
However, there is not much fluctuation in the mood.
These audiences can now applaud him. If Chu Feng is defeated in the next battle, they will abandon Chu Feng without hesitation and cheer for others.
To put it bluntly, the fighters are just an entertainment tool for the audience.
At this point, Chu Feng was very sober.
This young man who was defeated by Chu Feng and lost his combat power was soon carried away. Chu Feng accepted Lien Chan very domineeringly, and continued to stand in the fighting room, waiting for his next opponent.
In the next battle, Chu Feng behaved very strong, and his opponents came in one by one, and they were all defeated by him.
The shouts and cheers of the audience almost shook the entire boxing arena.
In one breath, he has already defeated nine opponents. As long as he insists on winning one more game, he will be able to win ten consecutive victories. Then promoted to Gladiator.
The audience was crowded with people.
In the front row, sat a middle-aged man with an indifferent face and cold eyes. Shaved his head, his eyes are like looking at antiques and artworks, looking at Chu Feng in the drawers.
A faint circle of glaucoma can be seen faintly, appearing in the eyes of middle-aged people.
The bald-headed middle-aged man exudes an extremely terrifying aura.
Even a master of the innate realm, there is no such a terrifying aura.
Only the two guards around the Eighth Prince can contend with this bald head.
There is no doubt that this middle-aged bald-headed man is undoubtedly a master of Taoism.
This bald head is not someone else, it is exactly the Mo Ye that Boss Han calls. He was also the head of all boxing in the Ming Dynasty.
Mo Ye has great power.
The boss of every underground boxing arena is personally appointed by Mo Ye. Moreover, the spirit stones sent to the fighters were also stored in the hands of the bosses of each boxing ring in advance by Mo Ye. They will manage them on their behalf and send them to the boxers.
Chu Feng's performance has already aroused Mo Ye's interest.
Behind Mo Ye, an old man stood with his hands down, looking very respectful.
"Old Chen, what do you think of this kid?" Mo Ye didn't look back, just asked indifferently.
"Master Mo, although this No. 77 performed well, but the cultivation base is only in the transformation stage, and the use of power can only be regarded as average! I am afraid that it will not be in your eyes, right?"
The old man has also been watching Chu Feng's performance. At this moment, Mo Ye asked, he quickly expressed his opinion.
"The cultivation base is low, it's nothing! This kid, it's not easy!" Mo Ye said to himself.
"It's just a bit more physical and a little more resilient. Is there anything else extraordinary?" Lao Chen's hand was retracted into his sleeve, and he squinted again to look at Chu Feng in the fighting room.
"Let’s say you are a mortal with naked eyes! No. 77 is no more than twenty years old, and he already has not weak mana in his body. Moreover, his physical structure is a perfect celestial body, from head to toe, although there are minor defects, but overall Said, it is very close to the battle body of the demon.
Mo Ye's words are very concise, but they are like a blockbuster in Old Chen's ears.
No more than twenty years old, and he has cultivated to the late stage of the Huagang stage, which may be considered good in Yanzhou. But in the royal capital, there are still many cultivating geniuses of this kind of evildoer.
Cultivating mana is a bit scary.
Many innate realm masters who have practiced for hundreds of years can't cultivate mana until they die of old age.
There is one more awesome, and that is the demon combat body.
The demons are recognized as the descendants of war witches. Their body structure is also recognized as a golden structure.
No matter which part of the body, whether it is the meridians, or the arrangement and connection of bones, or the distribution and collocation of muscles, etc. Every part, from the inside to the outside, is a golden structure.
Simply born for war.
This is why the ancient gods of war were mostly from the Celestial Demon tribe.
Naturally, the two of them didn't know that Chu Fan's fate had acquired the Heaven Demon Tyrant Body Art. And completed twenty times of body quenching.
In fact, after cultivating the second level and completing the first body tempering, Chu Feng's body has already been adjusted to a golden structure.
Those small defects will be eliminated one by one with the subsequent body quenching.
When Chu Feng completed ninety-nine times of body tempering, there would be no more defects. His body structure will completely turn into the heavenly demon battle body that the warrior dreams of.
"This young man, so good, is Mo Ye ready to recommend him to Xianzong immediately?" Old Chen couldn't help showing an excited smile on his face.
Recommend a genius to the fairy sect above, both Mo Ye and Lao Chen can get a lot of benefits.
"No, don't disturb him for the time being! I feel that he will make even greater progress! Boxing, but the place where he can hone the most, his combat experience and martial skills still need to be polished."
Mr. Mo's words surprised Old Chen very much.
He has been with Mo Ye for many years, but he knows Mo Ye's temperament.
Only if you are very optimistic about the No. 77 boxer, will you have the idea of cultivating.
Not far from Lord Mo, there are also a few powerful figures sitting. Those who can sit in the front row to watch a boxing match are either rich or expensive.
These people are Chu Feng's enemies.
Hua Wanggui, Jia Patriarch, Hu Shi and others.
"Why hasn't the person we arranged yet played?" Hua Wanggui's status and status can only be regarded as rubbish compared with Jia Patriarch and Hu Shi.
If it hadn't been for their common enemy, the Jia family, and they would be happy to take advantage of him, I'm afraid they wouldn't let him sit behind them at all.