But what Wang Ge himself felt incredible was that his spirit and body seemed to belong to different people. He was obviously excited, but his spirit was very quiet, just like listening to Zen in ancient temples, and his heart was empty and bright.

A black strap on his face was like the one worn by the classic anime Tintoon Turtle. Wang Ge, who showed bright eyes, walked onto the ring step by step in this strange state of heat on the outside and cold on the inside.

His steps were not at all disordered, very rhythmic, as if the distance of each step was measured with a ruler.

It's like he usually goes to practice. Although the situation is different, the effect is the same, which has well conditioned his breathing and physical condition.

Women in hot three-point styles held the "betting self-service machine" and swayed through the rows of stairs.

The spectators all apply for membership cards. They just need to swipe the card on the betting self-service machine, then enter the number they want to bet and select boxers, and press a few keys to easily complete the bet.

The time for key input is not even as long as their big hands reach into the women's bras.

Due to the White Tiger's record and fame, most of the spectators chose to bet on the White Tiger. The spectators could not see any tricks about Wang Ge's stable pace. If they could see it, they would not be spectators.

Even the white tiger thought Wang Ge was pretending to be calm, but Brother Li showed a look of surprise in his eyes.

With his eyes falling on Wang Ge's footsteps, Brother Li nodded slightly and said casually: "I like the nickname of a rookie, it's him."

"Okay, since Brother Li has chosen a rookie, then I will choose the White Tiger brother." The waiter said as if he was reluctant to say that, and he felt relieved. Although he wanted to curry favor with this noble person, it would be better to spend less money.

He wanted to flatter but couldn't bear to give, but he was a local bun after all, and the situation was too small. Brother Li shook his head slightly and turned his attention to Wang Ge and Baihu on the ring.

"Hey! Rookie!" Baihu grinned and showed a white teeth. He was a white man, with a tall and big horny horse and a well-developed muscle. Compared to Wang Ge, who was less than 1.8 meters tall, he was really a giant man.

Looking down at Wang Ge from a condescendingly, the White Tiger clenched his fist and made a "crunch" sound of stir-frying beans: "Rookie, listen well! I, White Tiger! I have won four consecutive games! After today, I am the new silver medal!"

Psychological intimidation? Wang Ge turned his face expressionlessly and looked at the referee: "Can you start?"

The referees who are used to seeing all kinds of openings are stunned for a moment. Is this really a rookie? Generally speaking, shouldn't rookies stutter when they speak excitedly? Some of them are even trembling with their legs when they are slightly intimidated by powerful opponents.

Today, this rookie is very abnormal...

The referee raised his arm and looked at the White Tiger: "Are you ready?"

Baihu's white skin turned red due to his anger. He felt that he was being ignored. He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. Baihu glared at Wang Ge fiercely: "Rookie, you have angered me! I swear I will kill you!"

Wang Ge still looked at the referee with a expressionless face. The referee twitched speechlessly twice, and slashed his raised arms downwards: "Start!"

"Roar—" The White Tiger Man, as his name, let out a roar like a tiger, and rushed towards Wang Ge as the referee's arm fell.

How could an unknown man be a silver boxer be ignored by an unknown man? He had to kill this rookie in seconds to wash away the insults he received from the White Tiger!

The white tiger with a tall cow and a big horse not only has the power of a tiger, but also has the speed of a tiger. Its pounce was fast and fierce. His fists were like tiger claws, one front, one back, one left and one right, and it drew an arc from the outside and hooked to Wang Ge's temples on both sides.

Unexpectedly, this white man had practiced the [Tiger Fist] in China, and it seemed to have integrated the methods of boxing. Wang Ge quickly made an analysis and judgment. When the two fists of the White Tiger came in staggered, his legs were slightly bent, and his fists to his elbows were like two doors, and his fists were forward, facing the White Tiger's fist in front.

Baihu sneered, do you want to block it? He is really a rookie!

How can you block my left fist like this?

No, it should be that you can't stop my punch at all, so why not talk about the second punch?

Baihu has such confidence because he is a level seven life. In this C-level arena with a maximum of six life, he should be invincible. He will be promoted to the B-level field after he accumulates ten victories. Of course, if he is a level six life, even if he accumulates ten victories, he will still stay in the C-level field.

The white tiger's strong arms were like cast of copper and iron, and his fists were like two iron hammers, driving the "whimpering" wind.

"Beat him to death! Beat him to death! Beat him to death!" The spectators who had not yet withdrawn from the last murderous mood were shouting enthusiastically. In their opinion, this was a game with huge strength, and it should be a one-sided torture and killing.

The waiter was young after all, and he couldn't help but smile on his face: "Brother Li, otherwise we'd better forget it this time. The strength of these two people is a bit too different, and it's boring for me to win."

"Ha..." Brother Li's eyes flashed with a playful smile, without comment.

"Bang--" Baihu's front fist seemed to be hitting the city gate, making a dull sound, but Baihu's heart jumped for no reason. His rich experience made him feel that the situation was not developing as he expected.

His backhand fists followed like two kicks in a firecracker, but this was so fast that many spectators couldn't see the boxing posture clearly, but it did not hit Wang Ge, but instead failed!

Wang Ge did not block head-on, nor did he remove the force, but chose to borrow the force. His arms were just right at the moment when the White Tiger's fist touched, and he retreated with the momentum, which was equivalent to the damage exerted by the White Tiger to him changed into thrust, pushing him backward.

In this way, Wang Ge himself did not exert his strength, but he used the strength to avoid Baihu's backhand fist.

But Wang Ge exerted force at this time. When he retreated, he fell backwards. Most boxers were afraid of losing the balance of center of gravity on the ring, but Wang Ge did the opposite. When his body fell backwards, his legs were still off the ground, so his body was almost completely parallel to the ground.

At the same time, his legs were staggering, his left leg was shaking upwards but swinging down hard, so that his right leg was swung up like a pendulum!

He consciously made a move to hook his feet upwards, and Wang Ge's right heel was like a wooden hammer hitting the bell, hitting Baihu's chin!

The white tiger's fist fist made him pause, and there was a gap in defense imbalance. His fists opened and revealed the space in front of his chest.

But the seventh-level life, who won four consecutive victories in the C-level are not vegetarian. His fighting consciousness made him think without thinking. He completely reflexed his chin and clamped his chin downwards, protecting the vital part of his throat!

"Bang!"

With a short and powerful muffled sound, Wang Ge kicked heavily on the white tiger's chin. The white tiger suddenly fell backwards, and at the same time, a blood-colored fountain was spurted out from his mouth!

"Wow..." The spectators who were originally clamoring in a frenzy gave a neat audacity. The hot field appeared for a moment of silence, and the DJ also temporarily turned off the background music in time, which was very suitable for the reverse impact that Wang Ge brought to everyone at this time.

"Ah..." The big girl in the waiter's arms screamed in pain. It turned out that the waiter was pinching her too hard because of surprise.

Brother Li frowned slightly, and the waiter immediately realized that his impression in Brother Li's heart had decreased. He pulled out his hands in a confused and panic, giving Dabo Mei a cannibalistic look. The Dabo Mei covered her chest in fear and quietly got up and moved away.

The waiter gritted his teeth and stared at the white tiger, thinking that he wouldn't be able to fight so much. Then he went to glar at Wang Ge, how could he ruin his strategy for the nobles just because of this rookie?

Wang Ge fell to the ground with a beautiful backflip. His face was calm, but he was a little excited when he thought about it. He could not make such a difficult move before, but after breaking through the sixth level of life, he was finally able to do it barely.

Looking down at the White Tiger lying motionless on the ground, Wang Ge thought to himself that he wouldn't be dead, right? With a little guilt, Wang Ge looked at the referee again.

The referee didn't say anything, but instead grinned at Wang Ge, with ridicule and pity in his smile.

What? Wang Ge was stunned and suddenly felt the danger approaching. It was his combat intuition formed by his five years of training.

Wang Ge hurriedly retreated, but he still felt that the oncoming bones of his legs were under great threat. In a hurry, Wang Ge saw it. The white tiger with blood on his face pressed the ground with both hands and flew parallel to the ground, and kicked Wang Ge's legs hard.

Didn't he fainted?

He was careless! Wang Ge immediately understood that although he hit Baihu just now, it seemed that he was not the vital part of his throat. Because of the amplitude of his body when he kicked that kick, he could not see where he kicked at the last moment.

He thought he had given a heavy blow to the White Tiger, but in fact, the White Tiger was not as seriously injured, but the White Tiger used Wang Ge's psychology to deliberately make fraud.

Although Wang Ge has thousands of experience in sparring, he is indeed a rookie in the ring. So he was confused by the White Tiger. The White Tiger took advantage of this and unexpectedly launched a hidden attack.

Although Wang Ge made an instinctive reaction, he still failed to completely relieve his strength. This made his legs numb and his whole body was kicked away!

"Aoaoao--" The spectators who had just held it in for a long time finally came back. Wang Ge was kicked and greatly stimulated their emotions, rekindled the bloodthirsty side in their hearts, and they burst out with a more violent roar than before.

"Hehe, a novices are novices..." The waiter's heart, which jumped to his throat, fell back. He smiled and quietly wiped away the sweat beads on his forehead with a handkerchief.
Chapter completed!