It has to be said that Black Mist is the world's top underground black boxing gathering place, and the interior of the entire abandoned garage can be said to be very orderly.
Elevators connect a large number of surrounding underground studios.
While descending, Li Mu saw many black boxing players training in underground studios.
"Look, someone is coming again."
"There is no way, winning a game is one hundred thousand dollars. Such a huge sum of money is enough to make people crazy."
"One hundred thousand dollars can buy a life. Human life is too worthless, right?"
"That's not how the price is calculated. When you win once, the black boxing bounty you get is 100,000, and if you win the second time, the bounty will increase to 100,000 again."
"Oh my god, let's put it this way, the underground black boxing emperor has won 399 games in a row, so isn't the bounty he received for one appearance as high as 3.99 million US dollars?"
"It's much more than that. In addition to the bounty for winning the game, if players have confidence in themselves, they can also buy themselves to win."
Some people were whispering to each other, and suddenly someone pointed at Li Mu, who was wearing a hooded sweatshirt and a mask covering his mouth, and shouted:
"Look, that person should be a member of the Dragon Domain organization who came to compete."
"Dragon Domain, come to our pyramid to plan your misfortune, and I will show you how powerful I am soon."
Hearing the black player's provocation, Li Mu's face darkened, he pointed at the opponent's figure three times, and at the same time used his right hand to make a knife-like stroke on his neck, meaning:
"Wash your neck and wait, I will kill you hard..."
At this time, when the elevator reached the bottom, several chasing lights suddenly shone on Li Mu.
The strong light hit Li Mu's face, and the sight in front of him suddenly turned white.
Li Mu subconsciously stretched out his hand to block the light. The outline of the hooded figure just lit up on the ring, and deafening screams suddenly came from the surrounding area.
Noisy, chaotic, sweaty.
At this time, a strong wind suddenly hit Li Mu.
It interfered with vision and lost hearing. Facing the strong wind, Li Mu subconsciously reached out to grab it!
A huge, thick and powerful fist was instantly grasped by Li Mu in his hand, and then he squeezed and twisted it hard!
"Ah——" The pig-like howl was covered up by the enthusiastic shouts of the fans. The big man's fist was grabbed by Li Mu, and his hand was completely deformed by Li Mu's squeeze in an instant.
When the underground black boxing commentator saw Li Mu grabbing the referee's arm, he shouted excitedly:
"Look! The reaction speed is so fast. The Chinese young man in front of us is the master sent by the Dragon Domain Organization, Blade!"
As the excited voice of the commentator spread from the microphone to the entire stadium, the originally boiling stadium suddenly became noisier. A large number of female fans in the stands even lost their voices due to excessive screaming because of seeing Li Mu.
When Li Mu walked down the elevator, almost all the audience stood up and shouted crazily at him.
"Blade, come on!"
"Oppa, I want to witness you becoming the boxing champion tonight!"
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Underground black boxing, blood boiling.
Seeing tens of thousands of people around him cheering and shouting for him, Li Mu stood on the ring, and suddenly an indescribable pride surged out of his chest and abdomen.
Standing on the ring, feeling the spotlights on both sides shining on his body, Li Mu, who was wearing a hood, raised his head high and felt a little confused.
His heart was beating a little hard.
Adrenaline is arousing, this is the highest stage of the world's top black boxing events, and it is the territory of the Pyramid Pharaoh.
But so what?
He is Li Mu, the king of the night.
UI.
Li Mu is not only fast and responsive, but his strength is also unparalleled.
After ten years of sharpening a sword, under the careful cultivation of Gao Yang, the former chief of Long Domain, what Li Mu has experienced is far beyond what ordinary people can imagine.
Love the one I love and not be bound by the world.
Feeling the huge shouts coming from around him, Li Mu quickly adjusted his breathing and calmed his racing heart.
What he represents is the Dragon Realm.
At this time, his appearance had completely boiled the entire audience.
"Dragon Realm! Dragon Realm! Dragon Realm..."
It is difficult for foreigners to pronounce the Chinese pronunciation in a standard manner, but the word "Dragon Domain" sounded clearly like a huge tide at this time!
"The atmosphere in the audience became more intense because of the appearance of Dragon Blade! It's unbelievable. I had to yell at the microphone to make the sound pass through the loudspeaker and everyone could barely hear it clearly."
At this time, listening to the roar of fans chanting the name of Dragon Realm, under the strong spotlight, Li Mu drooped his eyelids and clutched the hand of such a strong man in front of him with an expressionless expression.
The strong man kept trying to withdraw his fist from Li Mu's hand. However, no matter how hard he tried, he could not withdraw his fist from Li Mu's hand.
Steel pliers.
It is no exaggeration to say that the strength of his arms, which had broken through the shackles of his body many times, allowed Li Mu's grip to reach a terrifying level.
The commentator who had been paying attention to the situation on the field turned pale with pain when he saw the referee being grabbed by Li Mu. The commentator hurriedly smoothed things over and said:
"Our referee just made a little joke and wanted to test Li Mu's strength..."
"Ah!! God, the blade twisted his arm! Then he kicked the referee hard and stepped on his feet... God, is this the blade of Dragon Realm?"
Bloody, violent, exciting, and dark.
These elements have always been at the core of the underground black boxing scene.
The other party wanted to give Li Mu a blow and make him look embarrassed, but he didn't expect that Li Mu would be so domineering.
The audience screamed more enthusiastically. Li Mu, who was standing alone on the stage, stood under the spotlight and looked around at the nearly 10,000 spectators in the underground arena. He slowly reached out and took off the hood and mask on his head.
Just by taking off the hood, the scene once again set off a wave. A large number of fans seemed to be attending a Michael Jackson concert, almost fainting with excitement.
Li Mu, who showed a resolute face, suddenly stretched out his finger, put it against his lips, and made a silent expression towards the surrounding people.
The venue, which was originally screaming from all directions, quickly became silent in almost ten seconds.
The host, the organizer of the conference, and even all the staff were all stunned.
Underground black boxing matches are often filled with fierce screams, such as: Beat him to death, kill him, kill him! Fight back, you coward, such incitement and yelling.
However, when Li Mu appeared on the stage, he just made a "shush" gesture.
The whole venue seemed to be under orders and there was no shouting at all.
Cold sweat slid down the face of the organizer president.
All the staff even came up with such a ridiculous idea.
If Li Mu said: "Help me, smash up the arena of this underground black boxing organization."
I am afraid that the more than 10,000 loyal underground black boxing spectators present will most likely go crazy and do exactly what Li Mu said.
This is the popularity that Longyu Organization has accumulated over decades!