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"Look over there, it's Jiang Le."

"Isn't it? He actually crossed the border to participate in this. Can it work? I'm afraid he will be beaten to death in an octagonal cage."

"One to say, this guy has a good figure."

"Brother Jiang Le is so handsome."

"Don't be nymphomaniac. I guess the one who is going to be beaten doesn't even know my mother. Is this industry that an anchor can play?"

...

Jiang Le sat in the rest area and watched the game. A group of spectators outside watched him. Everyone was very curious about Jiang Le's presence in this place today, so much so that they were a little overwhelmed and watched Jiang Le without watching the game.

If it weren’t for these spectators who didn’t have a mobile phone, it would be designated to take out a mobile phone to shoot Jiang Le madly. The whole network knows that, for a while, Jiang Le was very grateful for the rules of this underground boxing match.

At this time, the match in the octagonal cage has reached No. 19 and No. 20, and the next group will be Jiang Le.

At this moment, as No. 20 suddenly seized the opportunity with a punch and hit the side temple of No. 19, the opponent couldn't withstand this force, and instantly fell to the ground. Although his eyes were still open, everyone It can be seen that I can't stand up within 10 seconds.

"Hmm! Good punch."

"Good fight."

After a round of applause, everyone calmed down and looked at the rest area. The news that Jiang Le was No. 21 in just a few groups of games has been spread to everyone, how can this big anchor play? This kind of result is something everyone is very curious about.

Whether it is embarrassing on going to power or becoming a king across borders, everyone will wait and see.

"Hehe." A big man sitting not far from the left of Jiang Le stood up and waved his arms pretendingly. He was 1.9 meters tall and his muscles made him feel very deterrent at first glance. force.

This person stared at Jiang Le with a faint smile. On his waistband, there was a number plate...the 22nd.

It is Jiang Le's opponent.

"Wu Di, KO him with one move to let him know that boxers are not so good."

"Dude, hit that anchor, after the incident, I invite you to go to the Dream City for a relaxing night."

"Come on, give him some color and see."

Seeing that Jiang Le was about to play, most of the boxers stood on the side of the big man and shouted encouragement for him. Although today's game will only select one spot at the end, everyone will be opponents in the end, but at the moment, Jiang Le undoubtedly It makes them feel hostile.

For Jiang Le, he didn't care at all. After all, if he hadn't been invited by Long Chen to participate in this underground boxing match, he would never be able to deal with these people. The lion didn't have to choke against the wild dog, and would only lose his identity.

When the octagonal cage was emptied by the staff, Jiang Le immediately got up and walked out of the rest area, and took the lead into the octagonal cage. The eyes of the audience instantly focused on him, and the cheers and cheers of the audience were completely relieved and handed it to Jiang. fun.

"Bangse, let you be a while." No.22 sneered, and then walked into the octagonal cage.

Snapped!

As the referee locked the door from the outside, it also meant that this round of the game officially began. Unless the door is opened outside, the two boxers inside will not decide a win or lose, and no one can leave from the inside.

Referees don't bother to get too formal for the selection of this kind of group stage. Even if the door is closed, it is the beginning. Anyway, only one spot can enter the top 16 in the end, and the rest are just cannon fodder.

"No. 22! Damn him!"

"Brother Jiang, come on, we believe you can win!"

"Brother Jiang, it's okay if you can't win, but don't worry, I'll bet you."

"No. 22 must win."

Amid the noise outside the octagonal cage, No. 22 moved his joints in front of Jiang Le, and the bones and joints he pressed clicked and clicked.

"Can you do it now?" Jiang Le turned his head and asked the referee standing outside the octagonal cage.

"It's been done long ago, it's up to you to make any moves next." The referee nodded in response.

As soon as the voice fell, Jiang Le slammed his right leg, and the explosive power of the whole person broke out at this moment. In just two seconds, Jiang Le had rushed to the defenseless number 22.

boom!

Under everyone’s gaze, Jiang Le hit the 22nd chin with a quick, accurate, and ruthless punch. With Jiang Le’s power, this person could not bear it at all, and his body was paralyzed in an instant. The whole person fell to the ground.

Suddenly, the audience was silent.

Everyone's face was full of shock, surprise, and bewilderment.

No one could have imagined that things would develop into this way. In their imagination, the high probability of falling to the ground should be Jiang Lecai. How could the ending be reversed?

After a few seconds of silence, the referee began to count down: "10,9,8,7,6..."

At 4 o'clock, No. 22 supported his body and barely got up from the ground shaking, but seeing the look of his trance, it was obvious that his combat power was reduced by more than half. In this state, he can fight Jiang Le with a few more punches. , It's really hard to say.

"Damn, you, you yin to me." No.22 muttered, and then took a step forward and punched Jiang Le in the face.

His punch was too slow for Jiang Le, and he dodged slightly on his side. Jiang Le's backhand was an uppercut, completely losing his combat effectiveness.

"No. 21 wins." The referee shouted blankly.

The audience was silent.