In the second row, Santiya and her three brothers sat next to five elderly people.

"My sister, when you brought General Granger's daughter to you just now, I thought you were bound to win the position of head of the family. Now why do you send a coward who dares not reveal his true identity to fight Matthew?"

Edmond mocked the little girl standing next to him. When she pulled Emma in just now, Edmund almost wanted to give up.

However, the general's daughter did not help to appoint a successor, and Emond realized that his younger sister was just borrowing someone else's influence.

"Just keep watching. I am willing to admit defeat. If the person I choose loses, I will immediately loyal to the final winner." Santia replied confidently.

"Ma, who do you think will win?" Moore, the eldest brother on the far left, asked an old man with an oriental face next to him.

"Mr. Moore, I can't tell which one of them is strong or weak until I take action, but don't worry. The final winner will definitely be me." The mysterious old man answered confidently.

A man dressed like a bartender walked into the ring, holding a brass bell and a small hammer.

"I am the referee of this field. Please be quiet. First of all, let's divide the sides. Please choose to stand in the southeast corner and northwest corner."

Annick chose to be in the southeast, while Matthew stood in the northwest.

"Let me introduce to you. Standing in the northwest corner is Matthew, who has the myth of being undefeated in twenty consecutive games in this boxing gym, with a winning rate of 95%."

After the referee finished speaking, Matthew's cheers came from the stage.

Matthew heard this and raised his hands, showing off his golden belt.

"Everyone, please be quiet. Next is contestant No. 4 in the southeast corner. Contestant No. 4 is more secretive. Please introduce him himself."

"White Wolf is a detective."

Annick didn't talk too much and directly made up his identity on the spot. Seeing this, the referee continued to support the game and said.

"No weapons are allowed in this game until one party is knocked unconscious or loses the ability to move. Of course, you can also shout surrender and admit defeat. I will count one, two, and three. After that, I will ring the bell and then move and attack."

The referee looked at the two players and neither showed any objection.

"Three, two, one, ding!" Following the referee's sound, Matthew raised the ball and placed it in front of his chin, then moved to the middle of the stage in small steps.

The hooded man opposite didn't seem to care and just walked towards him waving his hands.

"Three punches, I can knock you down with just three punches."

Matthew provoked the opponent. As an old-school boxing champion, he naturally knew how to lure the opponent to strike first, and then wait for an opportunity to knock down the opponent at the moment when he had no time to withdraw his attack.

"Matthew knock him down."

"Matthew, I bought you with all my net worth of 80 pounds." The shouts of fanatical gamblers came from the ring.

"You really think highly of me. I will only use two punches like this. If I can't knock you out, I will admit defeat." The masked man opposite raised his index and middle fingers.

"Shh." The audience below booed.

Matthew couldn't help it. A boxing champion couldn't be humiliated like this. He protected his face with his left hand, took a half step forward with his left foot, leaned forward, made a fist with his right hand and punched a right hook, directly towards the head of the masked man.

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It's too slow. Although this Matthew's speed is considered fast among ordinary people, it is still slower than Lina, who Annick fought against last month.

Annick stood up straight and placed his left hand in front of Matthew's fist like lightning.

Bang! Matthew's punch seemed to hit a ball of cotton, and the punch was blocked by a weak-looking palm.

Matthew quickly withdrew his right hand and replaced it with his left hand. He continued to smash his left fist into Annick's face like a storm.

Seeing that his fist was about to hit the masked man, Matthew had already planned a punch to knock him off balance, and then used his right hand to hit the temple with another punch. In this way, three punches should be able to knock out the masked man, which is considered as fulfilling his boast.

of Haikou.

Annick tilted his head to the left, and Matthew's fist flew past his ear.

Unfortunately, Matthew realized that he had exposed a huge flaw and quickly covered his head with his right hand.

Annick did not miss this opportunity. He squatted down quickly and pushed forward with his shoulders. The impact made Matthew, who weighed more than 200 pounds, take several steps back.

He gathered one-tenth of his magic power in his entire right hand, then jumped forward, caught up with Matthew who was still retreating, and hit Matthew's right arm with a punch.

"Bang!" Matthew fell backwards quickly, and bounced back after hitting the iron rope. The bones in his right arm were about to crack, and he felt severe pain.

The people under the ring who were cheering for Matthew just now suddenly became much quieter. No one expected that the boxing champion would be suppressed by a young man who looked like he was attending a masquerade party. Except for a few people who wanted to get rich and bought the number 4.

Yelling excitedly.

"Wow, Uncle No. 4 really didn't brag." The boy in overalls in the corner said with emotion.

Matthew tried hard to steady his body, thinking that he would give up without another punch, but he was facing a human-shaped rhinoceros.

Annick couldn't read minds and didn't know what Matthew was thinking. Seeing that there was only one punch left, he decided to use all his strength.

Annick stepped forward with his left foot, bent his right leg, put his right fist close to his body, and stored nearly 20% of the magic power in his right arm. Then he waited for Matthew to bounce back in front of him, and used the strength of his waist to move his right arm.

The punch was thrown out quickly.

"Huh--" The sound of a fist cutting through the air.

When Matthew saw Annick's fist flying at an extremely fast speed, he had no time to dodge and subconsciously crossed his arms on his chest.

"Boom!" A huge impact sound came from the ring, and then a huge figure flew up directly and hit the chain on the north side.

However, the iron chain failed to stop Matthew this time. The huge inertia caused him to be directly blocked symbolically, and he turned over the iron chain face up.

"Plop!" A loud noise was heard outside the ring, and a cloud of smoke and dust flew up.

The scene was completely silent, and the spectators who won by buying number 4 also had their mouths wide open.

Until the referee broke the silence, like a stone being thrown into the calm lake.

"What's going on?" The referee pretending to be a bartender responded.

"Over there, go and take a look. If Matthew doesn't wake up, you can declare me the winner." Annick pointed to the audience in the north.

The referee walked to the north and stuck his head out to take a look. Matthew fell face-first on the floor with his eyes closed tightly. If not for the faint rise and fall in his chest, he would have thought he had been punched to death.

The referee quickly made a waving gesture, and four people in white coats carried a stretcher into the ring. Then the referee returned to the middle of the ring, raised Annick's left hand and shouted loudly.

"The winner of this game is Mr. White Wolf No. 4."

Only then did the onlookers react. Some of them tore up voucher No. 3, threw it into the air, and cursed Matthew for being a loser.
Chapter completed!