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Imperial Beauty Collection - Chapter 170: Iron Fist Flying High

At this time, in the middle of the office, on a precious sandalwood chair, sat a young man about 25 or six years old.He was wearing a decent white casual outfit, with well-defined facial features, and his whole body exuded a kind of domineering air.

However, in terms of temperament, he is actually not very pleasing.The main reason is that his lips are very thin, giving people a feeling of meanness and selfishness, his cheekbones are very high, and between his brows, there is an air of indifference and arrogance, that is, some eyes are higher than the top, and no one looks down on him.

Beside this young man, stood a tall old man in black Tang suit, about 60 years old, but not old at all, but with black hair and beard, straight body and simple face, especially him Those eyes were sharp and radiant, and there was a sense of evil in their movements, which made people involuntarily feel a sense of fear.

With his hands behind his back, he was wearing a Tang suit in black clothes and trousers. He should have looked old at an age, but his hair and beard were all black and shiny. He didn't look old at all. Those eyes are as sharp as eagles, sharp and radiant, and there is an evil spirit between the movements, which makes people involuntarily produce a sense of fear. The most special thing is that he has two silver-white eyebrows that are raised upwards. , has a fierce and fierce temperament.

The hands behind his back can be vaguely seen. His hands are sharp and thin like eagle claws. They look dry and thin, with black muscles and thin hands that look like silver-white fingers. I don't know what kung fu he is practicing. Cultivate your hands as if they were wrapped in a layer of metal.

But at this time, a man wearing a checkered shirt with a fierce face and cloudy eyes, this man is the person in charge of Ye Di's underground black boxing arena, Brother Jackal.

However, at this moment, Brother Jackal stood next to the two men, the old and the young, with a trembling expression on his face, and he didn't dare to breathe, as if he was very jealous of these two men...

At this time, the underground boxing arena began to boil, and a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes came to the arena. At the same time, all the lights in the arena were extinguished. The lights suddenly turned on, and all of them were aimed at the ring, revealing every detail of the light on it.

"Gentlemen and ladies, welcome to participate in this irregular boxing match. I believe it is not the first time for many of you to come here. I won't say much about it here. I hope you can enjoy the excitement here. And win big!"

After the middle-aged man briefly said a few opening remarks, he immediately elongated his tone and shouted loudly: "Next, the first match is about to begin. The two sides are both domestic experts—"Sura" Zhao Zegang and Huaxia's The strong "Iron Fist" in the Sanda world flies high...

"Sura" Zhao Zegang, a master from the Huaxia Special Forces, has a record of one battle and one victory. Although the record is not many, but this time here, he is about to face the second challenge. I believe he will use his own strength to conquer the world. Each of us…”

"Oh, it's my turn to play soon! Little brother, you can just watch here." Zhao Zegang turned his head and said to Yunlong.

Hearing the host's introduction, Yunlong knew that Zhao Zegang had the title of "Sura". He couldn't help being curious, so he asked him, "Brother Zhao, why...is your nickname "Sura?"

"Uh... I don't know, maybe the host gave me the nickname in order to attract more gimmicks! Don't worry about him so much, Shura is Shura! Anyway, I can get the money!" Zhao Zegang said.

"Oh! It turned out to be a gimmick..." Yunlong was stunned.

I saw the host continue to say loudly: "About China's Sanda powerhouse "Iron Fist" Gao Fei, who used to be a Sanda athlete in the National Sports Brigade, and represented southern Guangdong Province and won the No.3 National Sanda Competition. Everyone should respect him. We are all familiar with him. He is also the star of our boxing ring. His impressive record of eight wins and eight fights also proves his strength. Today's first match is destined to be a fight between dragons and tigers!

The odds have been distributed to everyone. You can buy the winning or losing according to your own judgment. The betting time ends 3 minutes before the start of the game. Please hurry up and bet! "

The provocative words of the middle-aged man successfully stirred up the atmosphere in the arena. The approach of the first match made the faces of the men and women full of enthusiasm, and their breathing seemed to be much faster than usual.

"Next, let's invite the first contestant to appear, a master from the Huaxia Special Forces—"Sura" Zhao Zegang..." Following the host's drawn-out voice, the lights on the boxing ring were also extinguished , a beam of strong light lit up at the same time, aiming at the fighters' lounge next to the big ring...

"It's my turn to play!" Zhao Zegang said to Yunlong next to him.

"Brother Zhao, be careful!" Yunlong hurriedly reminded him.

"Hehe, don't worry, I will do my best!" Zhao Zegang smiled, then walked out along the passage.

Following Zhao Zegang's appearance, the audience burst into cheers, but as soon as Zhao Zegang walked all the way to the ring, he quietly stayed in his own position, standing expressionless, which made the enthusiastic audience feel a little cold.

The host swallowed his saliva, and then continued to introduce: "Next... we invite the No.3 powerhouse in China's National Sanda Competition - Iron Fist Gaofei! The current record - the boxing overlord who has won all eight rounds!"

As the strong lights shone on another boxer's lounge, there was a burst of cheers in the ring.

As the host introduced, this Sanda powerhouse—Tiequan Gaofei, has already fought eight matches in this underground black boxing arena, and the record of winning all eight rounds can be said to be very powerful.

I saw Gao Fei wearing a fiery red cloak. He had a short shaved head, dragon and tiger tattoos on both shoulders, a Chinese character face, and high cheekbones. It looked like a ferocious tiger out of its box. He is about 1.9 meters tall, even taller than Zhao Zegang, and his body is stocky and strong, and his tight muscles are shining with a luster full of power under the light. He also looks more terrifying than Zhao Zegang. !

As he walked out, he used his fists to volley in a series of dazzling boxing moves, which seemed to be fast and fierce, obviously he had put a lot of effort into boxing.

Walking to the edge of the ring, Gao Fei suddenly rolled over in the air, and with a very beautiful posture, he jumped onto the ring, which drew cheers from the audience...

Compared with Zhao Zegang's unremarkable appearance on stage, the posture of the No.3 powerhouse in China Sanda - Tiequan Gaofei's appearance on stage is undoubtedly much more fancy, and it also attracted the cheers of the crowd, and many people rushed to him bet.

Because of Iron Fist Goofy's "good looks" and momentum, compared with Zhao Zegang, the odds of betting by the audience in the arena were as high as 3:1. Most people bet that "Iron Fist" Goofy would win!