death of hope

The lights converged on the center of the arena, and the challenger took the lead.

Jinguji Takatoshi appears wearing a satin robe, and the holographic projection gives a close-up, he is so handsome;
With dazzling blond hair, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and a straight nose, she walked towards him with long strides, and the female audience let out bursts of screams.

Long Jun easily jumped over the straw pile and entered the arena. He took off his burqa, and his muscles were as strong as armor, and his lines were like chisels and axes.

Tetsuya couldn't help but sigh: (It took more than two months of training to achieve such a figure. This is beyond the scope of natural talent. He is a complete monster!)

·
The referee team began to inspect the gloves and check whether there were any illegal sharp objects in the sponge pads.
The 6-ounce split-finger gloves allow you to move your fingers and unlock more wrestling, judo, and jiu-jitsu skills.
Compared with 10-ounce spherical boxing gloves, the sponge layer of mixed martial arts gloves is thinner, and the punches fired are more destructive. In contrast, the protection of the hands is also weaker.

The referee signals the player to open his mouth and check whether the braces fit properly. Vaseline ointment is applied to the most fragile brow bone area to lubricate the area, greatly reducing the probability of skin cracking above the brow bone.

Finally, check your toenails to see if invisible blades are installed.
Everything is OK. Give a thumbs up to the host, which means the inspection has passed.

Pull the players to one side of the field and briefly explain the rules:
"No attacks on the back of the head, no attacks on vital parts, no attacks on the eyes, no vertical elbow strikes, no headbutts. If you fall to the ground, you can pursue. If you are thrown out of the straw stack, you will lose."

Generally speaking, the rules are similar to those of regular MMA mixed martial arts competitions.
Even though it's an underground black boxing business and doesn't even undergo drug testing, at least in the eyes of an outsider, it looks pretty good.

As for whether the referee is biased, whether the opponent has taken banned drugs, and whether the rules are implemented, you can only hope for yourself.

·
Tetsuya sat in the VIP seat in the front row and saw it really clearly.
It’s completely different from the youthful, uneasy, nervous feeling when I competed for the first time two months ago.

Jinguji Takatoshi is like a veteran boxer who has experienced many battles. He has a calm mind and is not impatient. He alternately jumps on one foot, twists his neck, and slowly pumps his fist to warm up.

(If you want to achieve good results, you have to guard against arrogance and impetuosity. This guy is calm and does not look like a newbie at all.)
The corners of Tetsuya's mouth rose slightly, a happy and proud smile that a master would only have when looking at his proud disciple.

·
The audience in the back row were discussing the new faces;
Most people don't think highly of Longjun, some say he looks stupid, another says he is too old, and Cheru is confused;
(Too old? By the way, Long Jun probably lied about his age in order to participate in the competition. Anyway, he filled out the form casually.

This fool thinks that this is a martial arts novel, and that the immortal style becomes more powerful as he gets older. Maybe he claims that he is 40 years old...

But with his height, build, and stubble on his face, who could tell that this guy is still in high school. )
·
The commentator stood on the straw pile and began to introduce the players.

Judging from his thick arms, he must have been a trainer when he was young.

The commentator holds a data book in his left hand and a shiny metal microphone in his right hand. His powerful voice echoes in the arena:

"Ladies and gentlemen! Long wait!

Seventh game!
Heavyweight match!About to start!
Wearing red fighting shorts is the challenger, player No. 15,

Height 2.03 meters, wingspan 2.16 meters, weight 268.75 pounds (121.9 KG)

A mixed martial arts amateur with unknown record, participating in this event for the first time.

Don't want to reveal your real name,

AKA (nickname);

Golden~colored~wild~beast!
"

The lights focused on the contestants, and the host punctuated each word, deliberately making the pronunciation of the contestants' nicknames extremely long to heighten the atmosphere.

There was sparse applause from the audience, which seemed particularly embarrassing.

Tetsuya was whistling and applauding vigorously. This had nothing to do with the gambling situation. He sincerely hoped that his good friend could win.
It's different for other spectators. There are only a few bold gamblers who bought Long Jun to win.
These guys are just trying to gain luck and make money. They don't even have confidence in themselves, and they are weak even when they applaud.

Yamato Tetsuya complained behind him: "Didn't you eat? Applause! Cheer! Golden Beast! Come on!"

The senator looked at him: "You are like an old father watching his son recite poetry~" "Nothing wrong, I am his master, I am half a father~"

The senator covered his mouth and smiled: "It's a very intimate joke. You and No. 15 have a good relationship~"

"It's necessary, a tough guy who has been through life and death~"

Tetsuya originally wanted to say that that was his future brother-in-law, but in the end he held back and did not say it.

·
Immediately afterwards, the defender of the ring, Asbelant Mehmdor,
AKA "Congolese Black Bear"
Taking the arrogant step of not recognizing his relatives,
Cow beer coaxes,

Make a shining debut,

Shining in the true sense,

This dark-skinned African-American contestant had a layer of diamonds embedded on the surface of his white teeth. He smiled widely, and the lights were very dazzling.

Before the host introduced it, the audience started applauding and cheering:
"Big black bear! Beat the newcomer hard!"

"Come on, Big Beibei! I've lost several games, and it's up to you to make up for it!"

"Congolese! Type out the history of that white boy!"

Toru was quite surprised by the enthusiasm of the audience: (Here, this bastard has been suspended for so long, but he didn’t expect his popularity to be quite high...)
Asbellante kept blowing kisses towards the stage.

He glanced contemptuously at the white-skinned boy opposite him, full of confidence.

·
In terms of odds,

The betting house owner uses the standard currency of 100 terra as the base odds.

If a player's odds are -150, it means that he needs to bet 150 to win back 100.

The odds are +200, which means you only need to bet 100 to win 200.

These figures are analyzed by professionals and take into account all aspects.
The holographic projection screen above the stadium began to scroll to display the odds of this game;
"Congo Black Bear" (odds -1250) is extremely bullish.

"Golden Beast" (odds +750) is obviously undervalued, and it is a safe bet.

·
"The odds are too outrageous..."

The captain of the bodyguard frowned, feeling that the senator had been deceived by this boy and that he had bet heavily on the underdog. It was simply a waste of gold coins.

There is a way for laymen to watch the excitement, and for experts to watch the door.

The greedy gamblers in the audience only care about winning or losing, but Tetsuya pays more attention to the process.

He was concentrating on the field, so nervous that he clasped his toes on the insoles of his shoes and opened and closed his hands.

"Ding Ding Ding ~"

The staff rang the brass bell;

"first round……

start! ! ! "