In a certain room of the gorgeous building, everyone's eyes widened, as if they had seen a ghost.
This...how is this possible!?
No. 8 is a very powerful boxer, and the knockout round is no longer difficult for him.
But he was punched away by this unknown kid in the Octagon?
In a certain way, a person's physical ability is related to the intensity and type of superpowers.
But Ye Feng just punched him without any fancy or fighting skills. With such a strong physical ability, people really want to know what his superpower is.
Take a closer look at the appearance of contestant No. 8. There is a high probability that he has lost consciousness.
Everyone swallowed lightly, and after a brief silence, a terrifying sound suddenly erupted in the entire training ground.
That was cheers and applause from everyone.
In this age of superpowers, power is the most inspiring thing.
“Awesome!! Good!!”
"It's too strong. With such a powerful punch, no matter how powerful you are, you can beat him to pieces with one punch!!"
"Huh... It's like I'm dreaming. I didn't expect that I could see such a powerful punch!"
"..."
As the boxers cheered, Ye Feng walked out of the octagonal cage and walked towards a strong man.
The boxers who saw this scene took a few steps back and consciously made way for Ye Feng.
"Didn't you just say you wanted to fight me? Now it's your turn." Ye Feng had a smile on his face.
When the strong man heard this, his body couldn't help but tremble.
A drop of cold sweat flowed down his forehead, and a forced smile appeared on his face: "I, I admit defeat..."
Are you kidding me?
Even No. 8 was killed with one punch. If he goes up, he will probably be even worse than No. 8!!
This is not on the same level at all!
The people around looked at this strong man with sympathetic eyes on their faces.
At the beginning, they all thought Ye Feng was a newcomer, but fortunately, they didn't have the idea of bullying the newcomer.
"Admit defeat? Didn't you just let me choose you? Didn't you want to have a fight with me?"
After hearing this, the strong man's expression suddenly became serious: "Actually, you misunderstood me. I asked you to choose me because once you choose me, I will immediately admit defeat!"
"Then didn't you just say you wanted to spare my life?"
"There's nothing wrong with that, right? If I leave my life to you, doesn't that mean I'm leaving yours?"
Haha, okay, you are awesome.
The corner of Ye Feng's mouth twitched slightly. Seeing the cowardly look of the strong man in front of him, he didn't want to say anything else.
For now, let’s win ten knockout games first.
Then, Ye Feng looked at the other boxers around him.
After the boxers felt Ye Feng's gaze, they all looked away in fear, fearing that they would be chosen by Ye Feng.
If you are selected, you have no choice but to admit defeat. No one wants to lose for no reason.
At this moment, Zhang Liang also reacted. He quickly stepped forward and said with a smile: "You have completed the knockout round and can now officially participate in the competition."
With the strength Ye Feng showed just now, there is no need to waste any more time.
The knockout round is no longer difficult for him.
At this time, Zhang Liang was even a little happy. Such a powerful boxer would definitely bring a very good profit to the underground market.
"Mr. Ye Feng, I didn't recognize your strength just now, and I'm very sorry. Then just wait until tomorrow morning at eight o'clock to come over. The underground boxing match will officially start at that time."
...
When the time came at night, Zhang Liang did not leave the underground market building, but took the elevator to the fifth floor.
This is the trading center of the entire underground market. You can feel the dim light here the moment the elevator door opens.
Although the glass is transparent, it has been specially treated on the fifth floor so that no sunlight from outside can shine in.
If you don't turn on the lights, even daytime is no different from nighttime.
This is also done to facilitate everyone's transactions. After all, in the underground market, many transactions are shady.
For example, some magical potions that can temporarily enhance strength.
When you get here, you can see some scantily clad bunny girls carrying fruit plates and drinks, serving some arriving bosses.
Zhang Liang passed through neon lights of various colors and finally came to a bar.
"Sister Li, I dug up a treasure in the knockout round this time. Tomorrow's underground boxing match should be able to earn us a fortune."
In front of Zhang Liang, I saw Sister Li holding a cigarette in her hand, wearing a red cheongsam, with a very sexy figure and seductive heavy makeup on her face.
Sister Li blew out a puff of smoke, but her expression didn't change much.
"I know, it's the No. 8 boxer, right? He's still far behind. There's a high probability that we won't be able to beat them tomorrow."
When Sister Li said this, there was a bit of sadness in her eyes.
In underground boxing matches, each manager can train his own boxers, so that everyone can make money.
And this time the boxer they trained was No. 8, and they had no choice other than No. 8.
But just a few days ago, when Sister Li went to check with another manager, she found that their boxers were too powerful.
Even the No. 8 boxer is not good enough.
This is also what worries Sister Li recently. It's okay if she can't make money, but it's a big deal if she loses face.
Thinking of this, Sister Li shook her head slightly, and then looked at the people walking around in the underground market.
Many of them are outsiders with some powerful abilities, and they came here to experience the life of luxury and wealth.
There are all kinds of beauties in the casino here, and even those who want to play something that makes your heart beat faster are here.
The bunny girls who work here also live to satisfy the customers' hobbies.
Now, rather than losing the boxing match, Sister Li is more willing to focus on the transactions in the underground market. Maybe a big deal will come to her at some point.
"I'm not talking about No. 8." At this moment, Zhang Liang said.
When Sister Li heard this, she was stunned for a moment, then turned her head, with a trace of doubt in her eyes: "Not No. 8?"