Sitting in the private room, Jiang Xian also had some expectations in his heart, such as the casino and the black boxing. He had only seen it in books and on TV before, but today he saw it all at once.

There are four referees in this game, one referee on the court, and three referees off the court. However, the role of these referees is completely different from that of referees in normal boxing, because in most cases, they do not judge the outcome!

Generally speaking, the outcome of Black Fist ends with one side falling to the ground. In this case, there is no need for a referee. As long as both sides fall to the ground and cannot get up, the referee needs to make a penalty!

There are no regulations on fighting black boxing. As long as you come to the stage, you can use any means to attack your opponent. There is only one purpose, that is, to knock down your opponent, without restrictions, and even if you die, it doesn’t matter!

It is precisely because of the cruelty of Black Fist that the probability of Black Fist making fake is basically infinitely close to zero. Because losing in Black Fist often means death, no one can be sure whether your enemy will stand up again and then kill you. Therefore, Black Fist is basically aimed at killing people. Because of this, some people who like gambling prefer to bet on Black Fist.

As soon as the two of them sat down, a little brother pushed the door and looked at **feng respectfully: "Brother Zhang, everything has been arranged, there will be a game later!"

This **feng is called Mr. Zhang outside, but in the casino, he is called Brother Zhang.

"Do you have any information from both parties?" **feng raised his eyelids and glanced at the little one at first, and said calmly: "Tell me!"

"Today, a player who participated in the Black Fist is Thai, and his name is..." The little brother said a name in a gushy manner, but Jiang Xian didn't understand it at all. Then the little brother paused and continued to speak: "His Chinese name is Su Dezhong!"

Jiang Xian: “…”

The younger brother continued to speak: "This Su Dezhong learned Muay Thai and was very powerful. He participated in a total of 16 black boxing competitions and won all of them. Eight of them killed his opponents on the spot, which was definitely a tough guy!"

"Where is the other?" Jiang Xian asked curiously.

My younger brother looked at Jiang Xian, but did not underestimate Jiang Xian. Especially ordinary people who could sit with his boss. At that moment, he smiled and said, "The other name is Sun Chenggang. He is the first time he participated in a boxing competition. According to his own words, he practiced Xingyiquan, and is about forty years old?"

"You're so old?" **feng frowned tightly, and looked at the little brother and said coldly: "Why did you let him participate in the boxing competition?"

My younger brother swallowed, obviously a little afraid of **feng, and slowly spoke: "Brother Zhang, Sun Chenggang is very good at fighting. Five or six of us are not his opponents. I think he is very good at fighting and needs money urgently, so I... "

**feng frowned and stopped talking. For a moment, the atmosphere in the private room was very depressing. My younger brother looked at **feng with sweat, but he didn't dare to say a word.

"Brother Zhang, I think it's better to forget it! I want to see Xingyiquan and Muay Thai, so don't make things difficult for him!" Jiang Xian said with a smile.

"You are lucky, please pay attention to me next time. We have our rules, how can we break it casually!" **feng waved his hand impatiently and said calmly: "Go down!"

"Thank you Brother Zhang, thank you Brother Zhang!" The younger brother retreated with gratitude.

Jiang Xian's eyes fell on the wide ring. The first thing that caught his eye was the Thai man named Su Dezhong. This Su Dezhong was just wearing a pair of black shorts, his body was full of muscles, and it seemed that there was endless power rising all over his body.

"I'm afraid this person's power is still above me!"

Jiang Xian had such a feeling in his heart, the most direct feeling.

Then he walked up to Sun Chenggang. Sun Chenggang was wearing a white warrior uniform, clean and neat, spotless. Standing on the ring, he felt quite outspoken. However, Jiang Xian knew very well that this kind of thing could not be eaten as food.

I heard that Sun Chenggang practiced Xingyiquan, but Jiang Xian was a little interested, but he didn't know if Sun Chenggang was an embroidered pillow.

Dong!

The moment the gong sounded, Su Dezhong had already made a move, punching out, and the strong wind came, and it seemed that he was about to blow Sun Chenggang's head with one punch.

Bang!

Sun Chenggang, however, had a one-arm crossbar. He swung it gently and immediately placed it on Su Dezhong's forearm. In an instant, there was a dull impact. Su Dezhong was secretly shocked. His power had almost increased to the peak of the human body. Using Thai secret medicine to wash his body day and night, the explosive power of his body could reach more than 800 kilograms. It is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to block their fists.

However, this Chinese who seemed to be thin and weak actually blocked his attack?

Without waiting for his reaction, Sun Chenggang suddenly moved and rushed forward, like a tiger descending the mountain, and the breasts roared in the valley. It was fierce and uncast. In an instant, everyone felt that Sun Chenggang seemed to be a tiger with his eyes hanging on his forehead, majestic.

roar!

Sun Chenggang's chest and abdomen were slightly opened, and a tiger-like roar broke out from his mouth.

Xingyi Xingyi, practice the shape and get the meaning. There is true in the false, false in the truth, and there is no tiger.

Su Dezhong was caught by this roar. Before he could make a second move, Sun Chenggang had already arrived in front of him, chopping fist, tiger-shaped chopping fist, Sun Chenggang held up his right hand, like a big axe to break through the mountain and slash it hard.

After taking the time of busyness, Su Dezhong had no time to raise his arms to try to block Sun Chenggang's attack. At the same time, his right foot was raised like lightning and rushed straight to Sun Chenggang's lower abdomen and kicked him hard. His years of black boxing career over the years made him make the most correct judgment.

Click!

With a crisp sound, Su Dezhong's pupils shrank violently, and his arms were broken suddenly. At the same time, the kick also hit Sun Chenggang's lower abdomen. However, Sun Chenggang's body was like a spirit snake, and he slid slightly. This kick did not cause any substantial damage to Sun Chenggang.

Sun Chenggang's face was ferocious, his body quickly approached Su Dezhong. His five fingers were slightly opened with his right hand and pressed against Su Dezhong's chest. No one could tell. Su Dezhong's whole body trembled and his chest was sank strangely.

For a moment, Su Dezhong's face flushed and his body staggered back three or four steps, as if he was drunk.

After a long time, Su Dezhong collapsed on the ground with a pounce, waiting for Sun Chenggang tightly. With a puff, a mouthful of blood squirted out.

After struggling for a few times, all his strength was exhausted and the gloss of the hole lost its luster.

He is dead.

"Awesome!" Zheng Jiangxian saw it and couldn't help but be shocked. Sun Chenggang didn't look very good, but he didn't expect to be a master. For a moment, Jiang Xian narrowed his eyes slightly, not knowing what he was planning.
Chapter completed!