Heaven's Martial Fate

Chapter 93 Fast as the wind like an assassin

There is a lot of people, and the hustle and bustle...

A restless atmosphere spread, making the people in it become a little manic involuntarily.

This is Aunt Thirteen's initial impression of the wharf ring.

At this time, she was affected by the manic atmosphere around her, her pretty face was abnormally rosy, and Huang Feihong's eyes were straightened when she saw it.

If it were placed at another time, Aunt Thirteen would naturally be delighted for a while, for a woman is a person who pleases herself.

But right now, she didn't bother to observe Huang Feihong's demeanor, and focused all her attention on the audience seats in the ring, her eyes were full of excitement and curiosity.

After more than half a year of operation, the wharf arena at this time has some signs of the later gymnasium.

One big, four small and five arenas are still in the open air!
According to the statement given by the militia, those who are in the arena are brave, if they can't even bear the environmental factors, then don't go to the arena to be ashamed.

Foshan is located in the south, and Guangzhou is adjacent to the sea, so it is often rainy.

Fighting in the rain in the arena has become a common occurrence...

Whether it is the participating warriors, foreign masters, or the audience, they are all used to it.

Instead, the auditorium is a stepped grandstand built with three-component clay, some earth-made cement, and blue bricks and stones.

There are canopies on the stands to keep out the rain and snow, but they are ventilated in all directions.

Of course, the stands naturally provided expensive box services for the rich and wealthy.

In short, the pier arena at this time is already quite formal in this era.

The rich people in Foshan and nearby areas, whoever is interested in the arena, are already frequent visitors to the arena at the pier.

At the same time, with the popularity of the wharf arena, it also attracted many urban residents to watch the battle.

Over time, with various activities, a habit is gradually formed.

Of course, the most important thing is that the wharf arena is quite fair, and the fighters participating in the arena battles are getting stronger and stronger, and their performances are naturally extremely exciting.

In this way, a virtuous circle is formed...

Rich people and spectators came in an endless stream, bringing enough money to consume, and the income of warriors participating in the ring battles rose, which further prompted more and stronger warriors to join in.

In this way, it aroused the strong interest of the audience, which in turn led to the inflow of more funds.

It can be said that extremely huge resources have been mobilized to surround the wharf arena at this time.

In the arenas of one big, four small and five, from time to time there will be an evenly matched or extremely hot arena battle.

Not only is the qualifying match for boxers and fighters extremely fierce, but the bounty arena is also quite fierce and bloody.

The rewards are rich enough to naturally attract many so-called foreign experts to join the battle.

These foreign masters are basically supported by foreign devil businessmen or wealthy people as their sponsors, so there is no need for additional qualifying matches.

As long as the financial backers put up enough bets, they will be able to stand up to the foreign masters they are optimistic about, and bet against interested wealthy businessmen in Foshan or the surrounding areas.

Even if there is no wealthy businessman to take over the offer, the militia will take the initiative. Of course, if this happens, the militia will have to arrange for its own people to compete.

In short, the pier arena at this time is quite hot!

At this time, before Wu Dong was in the ring, Huang Feihong and Aunt Thirteen were not paying attention to the ring.

Huang Feihong really didn't care, the strongest martial artist in the arena was only in the middle of Ming Jin, and the gap with him was not small.

At first glance, there are many loopholes in the moves, which are really meaningless.

Aunt Thirteen is purely for novelty, she has no interest in ring competitions.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be a waste of precious resources for a master martial artist like Huang Feihong not to ask for advice?

"Feihong, there are so many foreigners here!"

Suddenly, Aunt Thirteen seemed to have discovered something novel, pulled Huang Feihong's sleeve, pointed to an area of ​​the auditorium and said.

"where?"

Huang Feihong's old face was reddish, and he looked in the direction of Aunt Thirteen's fingers, and couldn't help being taken aback.

Indeed, there are probably hundreds of foreigners in that auditorium?

"Feihong, are there so many foreigners here at the pier?"

Thirteenth Aunt asked curiously: "The wharf ring is so hot, it can attract so many foreigners!"

"Usually there aren't so many!"

Huang Feihong frowned, faintly aware that something was wrong.

With sharp eyes and ears, he clearly saw these foreigners in the stands rushing towards the ring with excitement on their faces, and the surrounding auditorium pointing.

This doesn't look like he's immersed in the ring battle.

Even if he doesn't care, he still knows that the number of foreigners on the pier has always been kept within [-] by reading the information collected by the militia.

Even if the wharf ring business is booming and attracts some foreigners from Guangzhou, the total number of people will not exceed 50.

After all, given the size of Foshan's economy, there is still a limit to how much foreign capital it can accommodate. To put it bluntly, the amount of money that can bet against foreigners is limited.

According to Wu Dong, unless wealthy businessmen from Guangdong Province flooded in and were willing to bet heavily on the wharf, the number of foreign devil businessmen that could be accommodated in the wharf ring was limited.

But now, it is very strange to see hundreds of foreigners in one go.

There was doubt in his heart, but Huang Feihong didn't say it out. Instead, he patiently accompanied Thirteenth Aunt and watched Wu Dong's competition in the ring.

That's right, Wu Dong has already entered the competition at this time...

His opponent is a mantis fist fighter with full strength.

Wu Dong's Five-Shaped Tiger Fist has reached a certain level. According to the fighters, it has almost reached the peak state of entering the room.

This is the most obvious benefit to him from participating in the group arena qualifying competition.

The shot was two bursting tiger punches, directly hitting the opponent's head and vital points.

Unexpectedly, the speed of the opponent was too fast, with a few wrong steps, he dodged to the side, and before Wu Dong could change his punching posture, he swept out with a vicious horizontal punch.

Mantis Boxing Mantis Boxing, as the name suggests, the opponent's attacking moves are like the knife of a mantis, fast, accurate and ruthless.

Wu Dong turned his fists into claws to block, but was swept aside by a huge force and moved a few steps sideways.

Before he could react, the opponent's other arm, accompanied by the sudden figure, slammed hard at Wu Dong's chest.

Wu Dong stood upright abruptly, with his right knee facing up and pressing hard against him.

Amidst the muffled sound of thumping, accompanied by strong winds, the two stepped back a few steps at the same time to distance themselves.

What a fast speed, what a swift move!
It really has the essence of a praying mantis. It is as swift as the wind at every turn, and its shots are as fast as lightning. It is a standard assassin method.

Fortunately, his energy level at this time has basically stabilized.

Otherwise, in the fight just now, they wouldn't be able to separate so easily.

That knee bump contained all the strength of the whole body, and it was the sudden explosion that shocked people back...

(End of this chapter)