No need to be reminded by Cream, Ai Luo is also very aware of this change.

He is well-educated, shows interest in scholars, has excellent fighting ability, cherishes his body very much, and is even obsessed with his own beauty. He can wear women's clothes and is very suitable for wearing women's clothes, and then he is very proud that he can seduce many noble girls.

, possessing an almost harsh self-restraint and at the same time letting go after being completely familiar with it, watching the game and shouting loudly like the ordinary spectators around.

Is it true that such a person... is the guild leader who attracted the most attention in this guild championship battle - Dark Light?

Don't be kidding, this is almost all self-contradictory true information. Who would believe it if it is sold?

Thinking of this, Ai Luo suddenly felt a little embarrassed. How can such an image of Dark Light be sold at a good price?

"Now, let our game begin!"

As the referee inside the cage shouted, the two boxers immediately started fighting each other with the cheers of the onlookers in the audience.

"good--!"

The moment the tall boxer punched the short man on the cheek, the spectators around him screamed in surprise!

The short boxer, nicknamed Warrior Iron Chicken, staggered on his feet, and even spit out a tooth because of this punch. Immediately after this punch, Ai Luo couldn't help pinching his gambling tickets, and felt in his heart

Trembling a bit.

Even if it is three silver coins, it is still money!

"Fight back! Fight back quickly! Oh no, avoid it first! Avoid it!"

Seeing that his money was about to disappear, Ai Luo could no longer hold back and started shouting. However, the pace of the warrior iron chicken gradually fell into a disadvantage, and it did not look like he could fight back in one breath.

This scene made Ai Luo very distressed. Those who bought the Warrior Iron Chicken on the side also began to cheer for the short boxer on the field.

Warrior Iron Chicken tried hard to defend, but after being punched in the face in the early stage, his mobility was obviously greatly reduced, and his defense was not very good. Soon, his opponent Explosive Man raised his foot and kicked him hard.

He hit Warrior Iron Chicken's chest and kicked him to the wall of the iron cage. After the impact, Warrior Iron Chicken stumbled forward a few steps unsteadily. The explosive man stepped forward and grabbed Warrior Iron Chicken's shoulders and crotch.

He lifted him up and then threw him hard, turning the Warrior Iron Chicken upside down and smashing it into the middle of the entire iron cage.

The gambling ticket he bought was about to turn into a piece of waste paper, and Ai Luo's heart was so painful that he was about to bleed!

But at this moment...

"strangeness."

Cream behind him pinched his chin, showing a confused expression.

In this kind of underground boxing match, which is almost equivalent to no rules, it is basically equivalent to a larger person having an advantage. After all, weight is sometimes equivalent to attack power and defense power, and this kind of iron cage will not matter no matter how big it is.

It's impossible to really let people run and jump around, so mobility is greatly limited.

In this kind of competition, if the two people facing each other do not have excellent fighting skills, it is almost certain that the one who wins the battle will be the taller, stronger, and larger one.

Look at the two boxers fighting on the field. Although Warrior Iron Chicken is not that short, he is still a head shorter than the explosive man opposite him. In addition, the referee just did not mention it when introducing the two sides.

See how rigorously both sides have been trained in combat skills.

Therefore, even if he is a small assassin in a small guild in a border town, he can deduce that the one with a greater chance of winning should definitely be the explosive man.

But in this case, the president of the so-called strongest seed guild bought a boxer who was obviously shorter?

Did he buy it casually?

But this is not right. When buying the gambling ticket, the president obviously did not hesitate at all. It was obvious that he had taken a liking to the warrior iron chicken early on.

But if that's the case, what's his reason for buying the Warriors?

Ji Lian's heart was full of doubts at this moment, but no matter how many doubts he had, he couldn't bear the curses from the spectators who bought the Warrior Iron Chicken around him.

Looking inside the iron cage, the Warrior Iron Chicken is now on the verge of death. His whole body is covered in bruises and bruises. It is obviously difficult for him to achieve anything great again.

The explosive man raised his hands high and came to the side of the Warrior Iron Chicken with a victor's attitude. He grabbed the opponent's arm and twisted it hard! Along with a crisp sound of bones breaking and the screams of the Warrior Iron Chicken, those who bought

The audience who bought the wrong ticket even cheered! But those who bought the wrong ticket turned all their hopes into curses, saying that they were unlucky.

But among these people...

Ji Lian suddenly noticed a strange place.

When the warrior iron chicken let out a painful cry, President Dark Guangzhongguang, who also "bought the wrong" gambling ticket, did not show regret or disappointment on his face.

On the contrary, his delicate and beautiful face looked even more energetic! The smile on the corner of his mouth made it even more difficult to imagine that he had bought the wrong "gambling ticket"!

Seeing this scene, Ji Lian suddenly felt that something was wrong in his heart. He quickly pushed his president gently and made a gesture. While Ai Luo regretted that the gambling ticket in his hand was about to become waste paper, he also felt that

Noticed the strange expression on Dak's face.

Duck stared at everything happening inside the iron cage.

There was a light in his eyes that Airl couldn't understand at all.

He smiled with an unexplainable weird smile.

This man grabbed his wrist tightly, as if he was trying to restrain some thought in his heart, trying desperately to suppress it! But this suppression was also desperately looking for an outlet, so that he didn't care about anything.

, just greedily admiring the scenes in front of me.

"Wow--!!!"

The painful wails came from the iron cage again. Finally, the Warrior Iron Chicken lay motionless on the ground. The explosive man raised his hands again, accepting the cheers of the crowd like a winner.

As the referee's countdown ended, the Warriors' defeat became as unquestionable a fact as those invalidated betting tickets.

"Let us once again congratulate our victors!"

After awarding the award to Explosive Man and giving out the bonus, the referee once again came to the side of the warrior Iron Chicken who fell to the ground. He raised his hands high, with a greedy smile on his lips, and cheered -

"Now, it's time for us to ask the God of Blood to send blessings. Is there anyone willing to offer blood to our warrior Mr. Iron Chicken, so that he can have a chance to return to this ring again? Is there anyone?

?”

I have to say that the performance of the Warriors just now was really poor.

Such a poor performance is not worthy of the praise of those who lost the bet. Different from the previous one, the audience now cast very indifferent eyes on the failed man in the iron cage, despite the referee shouting three times

, no one is willing to "donate blood".

"Dear! My dear, don't die...you don't want to die!"

At this time, a slight commotion suddenly broke out in the crowd. A woman in her twenties was seen holding a child in her arms, screaming through the crowd and rushing towards the iron cage. She lay on the iron cage and kept shouting

Shouting, painful tears rolled down from her eyes uncontrollably, and as she screamed, her voice quickly deformed and became hoarse.

"Dear! You...you bastard! You vampire! My husband clearly said he didn't want to play this game! It was you! It was you who forced him to fight! It was you who forced him!!!"

Faced with the woman's accusation, the referee in the iron cage did not show any guilt. He smiled slightly, spread his hands, and said with a smile: "Ms., what you said is a bit sad.

Everyone who comes to us to participate in the competition has voluntarily signed a contract. If you win, you can take away generous bonuses. If you lose, you can also let the audience praise your behavior through a wonderful performance. Yours

My husband has played several games with me before. When your husband won before, why didn’t you come out and say that I forced him to compete?”

The referee's rebuttal was well-founded, and the woman couldn't even find any point of counterattack for a while. She started to cry loudly, and the child in her arms was crying uncontrollably because of her mother's cry.

.

After crying for a while, she finally seemed to realize that the most important problem now was not crying here, but quickly finding someone willing to help her husband!

At that moment, she turned around and rushed towards the audience as if she was crazy, begging them loudly: "Please! Please donate some blood to save my husband! He...he just behaved a little today.

It’s just bad! My husband is very good at fighting! Please give him a chance...please give him a chance again!"

The woman kept pleading with the onlookers, but how could the gamblers who had just lost money on a bad game pay attention to this woman's "unreasonable request"? Some of them with good temper turned around and walked away, while others

Some people with a bad temper even yelled! One person even raised his foot and kicked the woman to the ground without any feeling of giving blood.

The woman was wailing, her helpless look filled with a sad and helpless feeling.

Cream frowned slightly and turned to look at Ai Luo. Ai Luo also noticed the look in Cream's eyes and shook his head gently.
Chapter completed!