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Countless dazzling cold fireworks splashed around the venue, and with the cheers of the people, the first duel kicked off at this moment.

On the high-hanging display screen, the images of the exits on both sides are displayed.

After a short while, two boxers walked out slowly from the exit with their arms raised high.

The cheers at the scene once again set off a climax.

The supporters spread their arms wide and worked hard to mobilize people's passion.

"First of all, please allow me to introduce the boxer coming from the left, the lion from Africa—Tumur."

His tone of voice rose sharply.

I saw a black man nearly two meters tall walking into the venue.

The muscles all over his body are neatly distributed in blocks, and each muscle has been trained to the limit. At first glance, the visual impact is full.

Tumul walked to the center of the field, flung off the cloak that was draped over his shoulders, and stretched his whole body, the already frightening muscle mass was highlighted more obviously under the tight skin.

drink!

He let out a loud shout, and the muscles all over his body were working hard like small parts in an engine to drive each other to start the machine of the human body.

All the audience dazzled for a while, as if the person in front of them was not a human being.It's a high-speed engine.

As a result, the expectations in the hearts of many rich people have never been higher. This is just the beginning, and there are such powerful characters appearing, so what about after that?Will there be any strong ones...

Tumuer was a little proud. It seemed that he was quite satisfied with his appearance. Instead, he looked at another exit, where the boxer who was about to appear was his opponent.

"Okay." When the host waited for the audience's shouts to gradually weaken, he barely passed the microphone, making his own voice barely cover the voices present.

"Okay, thank you for your enthusiasm. Next, let's invite Galahi, a natural fighter from South America!" The host frantically waved the microphone in his hand, pointing to another exit.

A figure came out from the exit, it was Galaxi.

A brown-skinned brawny man immediately appeared in the eyes of the people present. His body was wide and tall, like a freezer, giving people a faint psychological pressure.

There are ferocious beasts tattooed on his body, as if he is provoking his opponent at this moment.

Galahi comes from a small country in South America. Although this country is relatively backward, the men in this country are famous in the world for being strong. They are not tall, but their faces are short and their necks are thick, and their muscles are extremely strong and tight. There is power in the muscles.

Galaxi's body had just been oiled, and under the light, his muscles were glowing with a bronze luster, giving people an indescribable beauty.

Tumuer raised his eyebrows from a distance, and opened his eyes wide, obviously not paying attention to Galaxi.

He believes that with his own strength, he can easily knock down the opponent. This is not empty talk, but he has guaranteed it with his nearly [-] actual combat victories.

With a blank expression on his face, Galaxi walked straight to the opposite side of Tumul, and looked at Tumul with a cold face.

The host watched the two sides take their positions, and said in the microphone: "The first battle is about to begin, start betting now."

In the auditorium around, and in those special boxes, it is unknown how many people started to place bets.

The numbers on the huge display screen are constantly flashing, and the amount is so large that it is dizzying.

At this moment, wealth is just a number in the eyes of some people, and their purpose is to have fun.

As the total bet amount continues to rise, the odds are constantly changing.

Finally, the total amount is not changing, and the odds are fixed.

Obviously, Tumul's size is convincing, and his odds are relatively low, but even so, once Tumul wins this duel, those guests who bet on him will get considerable benefits .

In contrast, Galahi, his odds are slightly higher embarrassing situation.

What's the use of high, no one is optimistic about him, his odds will be high.

Tumul glanced at the amount on the display screen, and the smirk on the corner of his mouth became more obvious. Everyone thought they would win, so what about this opponent in front of them?Is there any chance of him winning?

Galaxi's face sank like water, and he didn't say a word.

In the box, Zao Wou-ki glanced over the crowd below, lingered sharply on the two fighters for a while, then suddenly turned his head and said to Jims: "Lend me 100 million dollars, I want to buy Galahi to win."

"Huh?" James was taken aback, he had just placed a bet on Tumul, and now it was purely for fun to him, he didn't take it seriously, the real start was after Zao Wou-ki came on stage.That was the real time for him to make crazy money.

However, facing Zao Wou-ki's request, he felt a little strange, not because he felt sorry for the 100 million dollars that he wanted to lend, but because he chose Zhao Wou-ki strangely. "

Jims thought to himself, "He didn't bet because he saw the high odds of that Galaxi. Couldn't he see that most of the people are optimistic about Tumul? Betting on Galaxi is equivalent to throwing money on In the water, there is not even a single bubble."

He didn't doubt Zhao Wuji's skill at all, but what about his vision?Jims disagreed.

"If he wants to borrow it, he can borrow it!" James was straightforward, and placed a bet of 100 million US dollars on Galaxi for Zao Wou-ki.

Naturally, the $100 million was inconspicuous in the total bet, not even a small splash.

Jims had already made up his mind that he didn't need Zao Wou-ki to pay back the money, so as not to interfere with Zao Wou-ki's performance.

In the stands, Chen Moyu looked at the changes in the amount on the screen, secretly a little dumbfounded, what a fortune this is!Chen Moyu did not place a bet. For her, this kind of madness does not belong to her. Facing the company's embarrassment, she will never waste money. The money is the bone marrow of the company at this moment and is extremely precious.

She just decided to bet on Zao Wou-ki when Zao Wou-ki was on stage, a little bit of expression was considered a kind of support for her compatriots!

The surrounding lights have been dimmed. On the contrary, the center field is illuminated by strong light, and everyone's eyes are focused on the center of the field, the two sides that are about to face off.

Finally, the host picked up the microphone and yelled.

The first duel officially begins.

Tumul's advantage lies in his body shape. Ordinary people are basically knocked down by him. He is not proficient in fighting skills. It can be said that he is more complicated. When confronting people, he always finds out Timing, and strive to kill with one blow.

This is more in line with the characteristics of a black boxer.

Therefore, Tumul's attack was neither serious nor serious, and the injury to the muscles and bones was considered a relatively minor end, and it is not impossible to seriously lose his life.

Galaxi puts more emphasis on skill fighting. He is proficient in Jiu-Jitsu, especially joint skills and strangling skills. At the same time, his strength is also higher than ordinary people. Combined, it is really difficult to distinguish who wins and who loses.

It's just that due to preconceived impressions, people subconsciously choose the bigger side.

As soon as the duel started, Tumul launched a thunderous attack.

In his eyes, quick battles and quick decisions are his only strategy for fighting with others. Only by being quick can he make the best use of his own advantages.

In addition to being fast, there is also accuracy, so that he will not waste his physical strength, because each of his attacks, although powerful, consumes an astonishing amount of physical strength.

Make the best use of things and make the best use of people, no matter where you go.

Tumuer is fast and accurate; Galaxi needs to defend, and at the same time, he has to find opportunities to play his own advantages.

His trick is to entangle, consume!

Entangle the enemy and try to drain the energy of the enemy.

Tumul is approaching Galaxi carefully. After all, he has extremely rich actual combat experience. Although on the surface he has an attitude of contempt for the enemy, but in a real fight, he does not underestimate the opponent or the enemy at all. The consequence is just to push oneself to a dead end.

The moment he got close to Galaxi, he squatted down slightly, then violently raised his fists and slammed his fists at the opponent's neck.

This is going to kill me!

Galaxi's face brightened, and his expression was extremely cold.

He made a dodging movement in an instant, avoiding the fist that was enough to put him to death.

The fist smashed down and brushed past his ear.

There was a gust of fist wind, one could imagine what would happen if he was hit, and the paralysis was mild.

"Damn it." Tumul cursed secretly.

"It was dodged!"

Galaxi, who was passing by, approached tentatively and bumped into Tumul's body.

Tumuer sneered, "You still want to knock me down like this?"

Sure enough, Tumul's body stood firmly on the ground. Galaxi felt that Tumul's body was not moving at all, so he quickly moved away.

If you miss a hit, you will flee away immediately. This is common sense.

The audience who bet on Tumuer applauded and applauded him. After all, many wealthy businessmen still value their own money, and they don't want to lose. If they lose, they may be hurt. Heartache is definitely there.

Zao Wou-ki in the box was extremely calm, as if the following competition had nothing to do with him.

Jims looked at Zao Wou-Ki, he was a little puzzled by how calm Zao Wou-Ki was, and then thought: "Isn't he convinced that I won't ask him to pay back the $100 million!" The reason for being calm is that it was not my own money spent.

A stalemate is definitely not a good phenomenon, and the audience present don't want to see any stalemate. What they want is excitement and passion.

Perhaps it was the roar of the audience, which stimulated Tumuer, and Tumuer was already a little blind.

He attacked again.

He was praying, praying that the attack would work.

However, Galaxi distanced himself from Tumuer.

Amidst the roar of the audience, Tumul was blinded, and he started chasing Galaxi.

The uninformed audience thought that Tumul had the upper hand, and their voices became louder and louder.

Galaxi kept adjusting the distance from Tumul, and Tumul's eyes turned red as he gasped.

He started chasing Galaxi with his explosive power. At this moment, there was only the continuous circling roar in his ears, which made him lost.

Finally, he caught up to Galashi.

For some reason, Galaxi shrank, as if avoiding Tumul's attack.

"Beat him, beat him." Someone was yelling wildly, as if they saw money floating towards them.

Zhao Wuji raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "It's about to end."

Is it over?