With a rapid drumbeat, a big man wearing a black cloak appeared from the darkness like a ghost and walked slowly on the pedestrian passage. Under the ring, all the audience stared at the big man with fanatical flames of worship.

Tom slapped his palms with his drum beats, and as he led, the audience gradually applauded. Seeing the big man walking onto the ring, Tom waved his arms vigorously and walked off the stage.

The searchlights quickly gathered into a light column and hit the big man. Under the light column like daytime, the big man in a black cloak stood alone on the ring like a black iron tower.

Suddenly, an iron fist that was like a barbell stretched out, and a giant hand as big as a palm fan grabbed the cloak and threw it into the air.

"Arrogant!"

A strange scream exploded in the air like a thunderbolt.

All the audience was shocked and their bodies shrunk backwards, while the speaker in the box screamed with a "buzzing" sound. Mo Xing picked up the remote control and turned off the speaker. Looking at the glass trembling with the huge roar, Mo Xing curled his lips and said disdainfully: "Best voice? Do you really think you are a gorilla."

Xiyue directly closed her five senses, and didn't even look at the ring, and continued to lie on Mo Xing to eat fruit.

The man under the cloak was only wearing a pair of shorts, but a thick gold belt hung on his waist, which shone golden light under the light column. Looking at his strong physique, ferocious face, and bare forehead like a light bulb, it was the target Mo Xing and the others wanted to protect - Augustus.

He raised his arms suddenly, looked at the audience and shouted, "Everyone, do you miss me? Do you miss King Kong's roar?"

The audience was as quiet as death. After a moment, a whistling cheer rose into the sky. Almost everyone stood up, waved their arms desperately and whistled. What's more, the two noble ladies were excitedly covering their towering chests, almost unable to breathe.

"Today is the return trip of Ameri, the first day of the sea boxing competition. So, who will my opponent today?" King Kong smiled gloomyly, "Of course, no matter who dares to challenge me, there is only a dead end. Come on, King Kong, you're going to eat meat..."

There was a bigger cheer in the audience, and almost all the boxes had a green light, expressing their expectations for Augustus. After a long time, when the cheers weakened, a beam of light was placed at the entrance of the room passage. Tom held a stack of cards in his hand and smiled: "Gentlemen, ladies. Tonight, five warriors will come to challenge our undefeated king, the overlord of the boxing ring - Mr. King Kong. So will they succeed? Will they take off the Supreme Gold Belt? Let's wait and see."

There was another harsh sneer off the court.

"Then, the first warrior today is..." Tom looked at the card in his hand, "Jet Kune Do master from the United States, Jason!"

With a sound of drums, a black man ran out of the passage and turned over and jumped onto the ring. There were boos from the audience and countless curses sounded.

A coach shouted in the audience with a speaker: "Unlimited fighting, except for the prohibition of the use of firearms, all other weapons can be used. If you fall to the ground for ten seconds, you will fail if you fail to fall, if you fail to die, you will be sentenced to failure..."

In the audience seat, an LCD screen is raised in front of each seat. It contains the information of the current players on the stage, the winning and losing ratio of the competition, and the gambling handicap of this competition.

A man looked at the screen and sneered, "Vajra lost? Oh, God is above. I would rather believe that God will die than believe that Vajra will lose."

Another noble lady asked softly, the fat man sitting beside her: "Dear, how long do you think King Kong will defeat his opponent?"

The fat man touched his heavy chin and pondered: "I think if King Kong takes all his strength, he can only end the battle in half a minute. But I'm afraid that he will play with his opponent for half an hour as if it were last time."

Looking at the screen in front of him helping the audience gambling, Mo Xing smiled: "Xiyue, who do you bet to win?"

Xiyue's eyes didn't open: "I bet you for one dollar."

Mo Xing smiled and turned off the screen casually.

The screen only gives the audience five minutes to place bets. After the five minutes arrive, the screen will automatically retract. After the referee signaled to the surroundings, he blew the whistle to indicate that the game on the field began.

Augustus looked at Jason, who was shorter and tight-fitting in front of him, and grinned: "Boy, I'll let you do three moves, you can take action." Under the light column, he showed a row of teeth shining like dice.

Jason kept wandering around Augustus, carefully tentatively. Augustus didn't care at all, and just stood in the ring carelessly.

Seeing that the other party looked down on him so much, Jason couldn't bear it and kicked him hard at the back of Augustus' head. There was a low scream from the audience, and Augustus did not dodge at all, allowing Jason to kick him hard.

With a kick still flying in the air, Jason did not stop and punched Augustus hard on his temple. Then, like a storm, his fists and legs went down clearly.

Agulas yawned lazily, and punched Jason with a backhand. Turning around and looking at his already breathless opponent, he sneered disdainfully: "Boy, I'll tell you to have three moves. You've already hit dozens of punches, it's very comfortable? Then now it's my turn to take action."

Looking at the unscathed Augustus, Jason was a little desperate to take a defensive posture. However, Augustus didn't care at all, and just punched him straight.

With a dull "bang", a blood flower bloomed on the ring. Jason didn't even scream in the last piece, and his upper body turned into a piece of plasma, while his lower body roared towards the darkness in the distance along with his strong inertia.

"Arrogant!" Augustus raised his bloody fist and waved it hard.

The cheers suddenly appeared from the audience, and several exposed blond beauties twisted their waists and walked onto the stage, clinging to Agulas's strong and developed body, dancing the extremely seductive pole dance.

Augustus smiled proudly, pointed at Tom fiercely, shouted: "Next!" Tom made an OK gesture, took out the next card, and read the information of the next challenger loudly.

Looking at Augustus laughing wildly on the stage, Mo Xing yawned, reached out and picked up a cherry from the fruit plate in Xiyue's hand and put it in his mouth. At this time, the LCD screen rose again, but the one shown on it turned out to be Ogudaga's face.

"Mr. Mo, why don't you bet on such an interesting game?" Ogudaga looked at Xiyue leaning sweetly against Mo Xing, and his heart not only suddenly accelerated and jumped a few times.

Mo Xing waved his hand and smiled faintly: "I have no interest in a game that is completely a massacre type."

"Oh, that's right. There's a game tomorrow night and I've got a fancy to a player. But that idiot Jack bet another one. Tomorrow's game may not be as passionate as King Kong, but it's also very exciting. I hope Mr. Mo will come and support him at that time." Ogudaga smiled.

Mo Xing nodded, looked at Augustus who easily killed his opponent again in the field and said, "Why, will Mr. King Kong not appear tomorrow?"

"As the boss of the boxing ring, Lord King Kong will certainly not come out often. The next six days are knockout matches. After selecting five players, you can challenge King Kong. Mr. Mo, if you are interested, you can also choose a player. Maybe you can defeat King Kong, or it is possible." Ogudaga joked.

"King Kong is very strong. These ordinary players are just looking for death when they come on the court." Mo Xing smiled, "Then Mr. Ogudaga, I will definitely come to see your players' game tomorrow night."

Ogudaga smiled with satisfaction and reached out to close the screen. As the screen closed, his face became gloomy and he asked in a low voice: "Have you found out the specific identities of the three of them yet?"

A white-haired old man stood behind him and said respectfully: "Young Master, these three people seem to suddenly appear, and there is no information in the family. And these three people are all responsible for Lord Tom, so we can't get in."

"Sir, great-grandfather?" Ogudaga closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, and said helplessly: "Since that's the case, don't investigate anymore. If it causes misunderstandings from great-grandfather, it will be troublesome."

In just five minutes, two challengers became cold corpses and were dragged down. Looking at the bloody blood off the field, the more fanatical audience, Tom shouted passionately: "The first four challengers failed helplessly, so can the last one succeed? The last challenger is a master from Qingling Mountain in China. I believe everyone in China's 'Kung Fu' is well-known. Today, everyone will see the Chinese 'Kung Fu' vs the boxing ring overlord."

The fruit was eaten clean, holding the empty plate, she was almost asleep bored, Xiyue opened her eyes slightly and asked softly, "What did that guy say? Is it Chinese next?"

Mo Xing looked at the last challenger who was slowly walking out of the passage and nodded slightly, "It seems, yes."

The last challenger looked only about twenty years old, wearing a light green Taoist robe, a bun on his head, and a three-foot-long peach wood sword in his hand. He stepped on a pair of straw sandals, ignoring the harsh screams and insults in the field, and walked onto the ring step by step.

"So imposing and calm." Mo Xing narrowed his eyes and turned his head to look at the screen on the wall. The challenger was clearly displayed on the screen, with a calm expression on his face.

"I am a scattered person from Qingling Mountain, Qingling Guanling Lingxin. Because Lin Ren, a lay disciple of my uncle, died at the hands of his husband, I came to see you." The Taoist priest bowed with his sword, his tone was extremely calm, but his murderous intent was shocking.

Augustus looked at his opponent who was only under his armpit and smiled strangely: "Lin Ren? Sorry, I have never had an impression of the loser."

"Oh, since that's the case, I can rest assured and take action with all my strength." Ling Xin stood steadily opposite Augustus with her eyes drooping her sword hilt, and her hands were placed on the hilt of the sword.

Looking at such a calm opponent, Agulas smiled with satisfaction and reached out to the referee below the stage. The referee nodded and pulled down the mechanism. The iron cage on the ring slowly fell down.

The atmosphere in the audience became intense again. The fall of the iron cage not only means that the competition on the ring is endless, but also means that Augustus is going to start the competition seriously.

The audience immediately discussed, and there was no information about Lingxin Sanren on the betting screen in front of them, which showed that this guy had just debuted. Many people looked at this Chinese man who was less than 1.7 meters tall. Does he really have the ability to face up to the King Kong?

The iron cage fell silently to the ground. Auguras slowly took a few steps back, clenched his fists and said, "Hey, 'Taoist', you can take action."
Chapter completed!