Chapter 82, Master?
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There is no doubt that at the age of 27, his physical strength reached its peak, and after more than ten years of boxing career, his experience reached its peak.
Don't underestimate these 78 wins and 31 losses.
Perhaps many people think that 31 losses are enough to prove their low strength, but this is a black boxing!
A black boxing match where the loser is either dead or injured!
Being able to save one's life without failing 31 times is no longer something that ordinary people can do.
This is enough to prove that Kakon is extremely smart. Otherwise, even if he has ten lives, he would not be enough to spend money in the black boxing ring.
In addition, he is good at leg skills and looks at it with the nickname Feitian Demon. Maybe this Kakon likes to use Fei's knees to solve his opponents?
Wei Xiaobei walked slowly in the corridor covered with the red carpet, but his mind was filled with thoughts.
"Damn his chrysanthemum! chrysanthemum!"
"Twisted his neck!"
"Kill him!"
......
At the end of the corridor are two thick door curtains, but the door curtain still cannot stop the crazy roars and shouts.
"This game is Black Baby vs. White Overlord, an American black man and a Belarusian. The end is you."
Seeing Wei Xiaobei's inquiring eyes as he tried to pass through the door curtain, the young man introduced.
"ah!"
Finally, a very penetrating scream suppressed the cheers and penetrated the curtain and rushed into his ears.
Wei Xiaobei's eyes couldn't help but shrink slightly. He could clearly hear the continuous fractures after the screams.
There is no doubt that the winner has tortured the loser inhumanely.
Although Wei Xiaobei's hands were covered with a lot of blood, he had never been covered with his own blood.
This made Wei Xiaobei a little nervous. He was not worried that he would be defeated, but that 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 curtain was opened, and a few young men carried a black man with a twisted body and blood all over his body rushed over.
Wei Xiaobei retreated slightly and gave way.
The young man was a little taciturn. For him, although he had watched many black boxing matches, every time he saw such a tragic scene, he felt a little cramped.
The blood dripped on the red carpet quickly soaked in and disappeared, just like the morning dew that encountered the sun.
"Dear gentlemen! Beautiful ladies! After a fierce battle, the great White Overlord won the victory. Let us send this king with warm applause!"
The host's voice rang out immediately, causing a wave of people to set off.
Next is a break, those viewers who should go to WC and those who should drink water.
But the name of the boxer in the next game has been announced to facilitate those viewers to place bets in advance.
Thai boxer Feitian Demon VS Chinese boxer Tieshankui.
Well, the nickname Tieshankui was chosen by Wei Xiaobei himself, and it was nothing more than the power of Tieshankui.
OK, one is a flying demon and the other is an iron mountain. I don’t know what will happen if the two collide.
Fifteen minutes later, the host's high voice rang again: "Dear gentlemen, beautiful ladies, the eighth unlimited fighting match is about to begin. Friends who have not yet made bets, please hurry up..."
Then 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 spraying!
Fortunately, the audience who can enter this underground black boxing ring are not poor, nor Grandet. There is no place to squander a lot of money. While you can get pleasure, why not make money?
A little time passed, and the host's voice finally stopped.
But after just drinking water, the voice sounded again: "Next, we will invite the 47th-ranked Feitian Demon in Thailand to the field!"
Suddenly, a cheer sounded, and a hot atmosphere suddenly became created.
"I would like to invite the successor of Bajiquan Tieshan Kuang to the field!"
Compared to Kakon's introduction, the host's introduction to Wei Xiaobei was a bit boring. In addition, Wei Xiaobei's reputation was unknown, unlike Kakon who has played seven games here and his reputation has been spread.
Therefore, there were basically no cheers afterwards, and they were relatively quiet.
This is nothing. If Wei Xiaobei knew that his bets were basically on Kakon at this time, he would probably smile bitterly.
"Mr. Wei, it's time for you to play."
The young man respected Wei Xiaobei quite much, but in fact these staff members respected any black boxer very much.
You should know that black boxers are basically guys with life on their hands. If they don’t respect them, they are completely asking for trouble.
After lifting the curtain, Wei Xiaobei walked out along the red carpet and looked around quickly.
The Loulan Club is indeed rich and powerful. Just the chandeliers hanging on the top are a considerable expense.
The ring is located at the lowest point in the center of the entire venue, surrounded by a circle of sand pools. Outside the sand pool is a huge iron cage that separates the ring from the audience seats.
The audience seats were like staircases, rising around the ring in circles. Most of them were full of well-dressed gentlemen and gorgeous ladies either betting on bets with bets or looking at Wei Xiaobei who was walking over, and some were pretending to smoke cigars. One was eating steak and drinking red wine, and there was a rabbit girl waiting next to her.
Obviously, here, as long as you have money, no matter how unreasonable the requirements for enjoyment are, they may be realized.
Finally, Wei Xiaobei's eyes passed through the iron cage and landed on Kakong who was warming up on the ring.
This Kakong is thin and is about 1.7 meters tall. At this time, he is naked and dark upper body. While bounced, he waved his fists and waved them into the air, and he could hardly see the shadow of the fist with his naked eyes.
This is a master!
Wei Xiaobei quickly judged the opponent's strength, and judging from his current performance, he was not weak.
But the specificity depends on the performance on the field.
A digital fluorescent screen hung above the ring. On the left is the betting amount of Kakong, which has exceeded five million, while on the right, the betting amount of Xiaobei, the betting amount of Xiaobei, is only a pitiful 100,000!
This is also the reality in the black boxing ring. When you do not show your strength, those audiences will not easily bet on you.
When he arrived in front of the iron cage, a waiter had already opened the small door on the iron cage.
When Wei Xiaobei entered, the small door was closed immediately, giving people the illusion that it seemed to be locked in a cage!
"Pig! You're here!"
Chapter completed!