Chapter 23
The First Deathmatch
Chapter 23 The First Deathmatch
Yang Mao finally brought Lu Xing to participate in the death fist match.
Although Qiu Wanbai who is more afraid of the fairyland, the dead boxing matches are almost all over the cities of Kyushu. Naturally, there is never a shortage of Tianjiao who want to hone themselves to participate in the competition.
Although the masters of the black market in Ye City have turned around in strength, once Qiu Wanbai dares to make trouble, it will definitely alarm the city guards, and even the major generals of the state army and town army stationed here.
And based on his friendship with the city lord of Yecheng, that is, the lord of Yeyang Mansion, he would pay a fine at most and imprison him for ten and a half months symbolically, and he would be fine.
But Qiu Wanbai would absolutely have to be escorted to Zhoucheng by the town government army to await the verdict.
So the owner of the black market directly agreed to Lu Xing's request and asked Yang Mao to take him to the arena of the death fist match to sign up.
The death fight and boxing arena of the death boxing match are the same, in an underground plaza.
When Lu Xing arrived here by the elevator following Yang Mao, he was shocked...
The area is the size of two football fields, with exposed rock walls on all sides and modified steel plates on the top of the head. Each steel plate is engraved with runes, providing light and purified and filtered air for this underground space. .
The terrain was like a funnel, and there was an open space of about a hundred meters in the middle, on which two people were fighting fiercely with their bare hands.
Countless men and women in the surrounding stands screamed desperately, cheering for the two on the field.
Of course, they are so desperate not because there are their relatives and friends among the two on the field, but because they have made a bet, hoping that the person they bet on will bring more benefits to them.
Maybe some of them simply like to watch this kind of fist-to-hand combat, but there is no doubt that more people come here to win money.
Lu Xing followed Yang Mao to the tin room at the front. There was only one bench in the room, and there was no cover on the side facing the arena.
"You two can rest here. This is your number plate. When your number is called, you can go directly up."
Yang Mao took out a round black iron token with "Sanlusi" written on it, that is, number [-].
Watching Yang Mao leave, Lu Xing took Qiu Wanbai to sit in this simple lounge.
As soon as he sat down, Lu Xing felt more than a dozen gazes directed towards him either blatantly or covertly.
Taking a casual look, there are hundreds of lounges scattered on three sides supported by wooden frames and iron sheets in this vacant area near the fighting platform.
Among the lounges closest to Lu Xing, there were only about a dozen rooms with people. Now after seeing Lu Xing and Qiu Wanbai coming, they all turned their attention to Lu Xing and the two of them.
After taking a quick look and seeing no one who felt very powerful, Lu Xing lost interest in continuing to look around and closed his eyes to rest his mind.
Qiu Wan Bai kept looking around, but what she saw was not the two fighting on the field, but the people in the auditorium.
The crazy, hysterical demeanor, the crowd of ecstasy and grief, made Qiu Wanbai, who didn't understand what emotion was, keep her eyes on the audience.
It's not because of curiosity or puzzlement, but because she feels that they have something that she doesn't have, so Qiu Wanbai focused her eyes on observing.
Lu Xing seemed to be resting with his eyes closed, but he was actually comprehending the martial art "Huang Ji Zhen Shi Quan" he had just signed up for.
This time the sign-in rewards did not have any strange phenomena, which surprised Lu Xing.
However, after reading "Huang Ji Zhen Shi Quan", Lu Xing somehow guessed why...
Lu Xing didn't make him wait too long. In less than 10 minutes, after two more fist fights, a powerful voice overwhelmed the shouts of thousands of spectators in the auditorium.
"Next, please invite No. [-] and No. [-] to come on stage and have a deathmatch match!"
"------"
There was a moment of silence in the auditorium, and then a burst of sound far surpassed the previous one erupted, almost overturning the steel plate above the head.
Because there is no restriction on the weapons and skills of the contestants in the death fight competition, it is common for the opponent to be maimed and killed.
Although most of the people who came to participate in the gambling game here were ordinary people who were not cultivators, but because they were ordinary people, they wanted to see those powerful cultivators fighting.
This is like the people who liked to watch MMA competitions in Lu Xing's previous life, not all of them were fighting enthusiasts, and many of them did it because they liked to watch other people fight and get bloody.
Lu Xing opened his eyes, took out the spirit sword he bought yesterday from the sword case beside him, hung it around his waist, stepped out of the lounge and walked towards the fighting platform.
When Lu Xing moved, a large group of eyes immediately fell on him.When they saw Lu Xing's young face, they were all surprised and surprised.
Because Lu Xing has the blood of a pure-blooded human race, and practiced the two top-level exercises of "Secret of Rotation" and "Mountain and River Zhuangqi Jue", he has a tall and straight figure, a handsome face, and walks like a natural nobleman. The mysterious charm makes people feel awe.
But these still couldn't conceal Lu Xing's immature face. Anyone with a little experience could see that Lu Xing's age was at most just an adult, not even eighteen years old.
On the contrary, as Lu Xing's opponent, a young man in a gray suit with broken hair, small eyes, and a hooked nose. Although his facial features don't look bad, he is just above average.
Normally it was okay, but when compared with Lu Xing standing on the opposite side, it was like a commoner meeting a nobleman, and before the fight started, his aura had already been suppressed.
But what made his head full of black lines the most was the faint shouts from the audience...
"Ahh! My little brother is so handsome!"
"Little brother, don't fight with that ugly monster! Come to sister, sister will support you!!"
"You nympho, show me some respect! That's my husband! It's not your brother or brother!"
"Go away, dare to rob someone from my old lady! How many onions are you!"
"No, that little brother looks so good-looking! What if that ugly monster intentionally attacks the little brother's face out of jealousy!"
"Ugly, if you dare to touch my husband's face, I will break your third leg when you go out!"
"..."
Lu Xing felt extremely ashamed when he heard the louder and louder shouts from the audience.
But there is inevitably some complacency in my heart.
Although he looked pretty good before, he was still at the level of a normal person after all.
But now, with Lu Xing practicing the "Secret Code of Reincarnation", his skin is getting better and better, and he has a mysterious charm.
The most important thing is the blood of the pure-blooded human race, although Lu Xing still hasn't fully understood the secrets of this blood.
But judging from his improved cultivation aptitude and his physical appearance becoming more and more perfect, this bloodline is definitely not simple.
Back to the topic, Lu Xing looked at the young man with a dark face and murderous eyes. Although he felt a little sympathetic to him, his eyes were cold and cold.
(End of this chapter)
Yang Mao finally brought Lu Xing to participate in the death fist match.
Although Qiu Wanbai who is more afraid of the fairyland, the dead boxing matches are almost all over the cities of Kyushu. Naturally, there is never a shortage of Tianjiao who want to hone themselves to participate in the competition.
Although the masters of the black market in Ye City have turned around in strength, once Qiu Wanbai dares to make trouble, it will definitely alarm the city guards, and even the major generals of the state army and town army stationed here.
And based on his friendship with the city lord of Yecheng, that is, the lord of Yeyang Mansion, he would pay a fine at most and imprison him for ten and a half months symbolically, and he would be fine.
But Qiu Wanbai would absolutely have to be escorted to Zhoucheng by the town government army to await the verdict.
So the owner of the black market directly agreed to Lu Xing's request and asked Yang Mao to take him to the arena of the death fist match to sign up.
The death fight and boxing arena of the death boxing match are the same, in an underground plaza.
When Lu Xing arrived here by the elevator following Yang Mao, he was shocked...
The area is the size of two football fields, with exposed rock walls on all sides and modified steel plates on the top of the head. Each steel plate is engraved with runes, providing light and purified and filtered air for this underground space. .
The terrain was like a funnel, and there was an open space of about a hundred meters in the middle, on which two people were fighting fiercely with their bare hands.
Countless men and women in the surrounding stands screamed desperately, cheering for the two on the field.
Of course, they are so desperate not because there are their relatives and friends among the two on the field, but because they have made a bet, hoping that the person they bet on will bring more benefits to them.
Maybe some of them simply like to watch this kind of fist-to-hand combat, but there is no doubt that more people come here to win money.
Lu Xing followed Yang Mao to the tin room at the front. There was only one bench in the room, and there was no cover on the side facing the arena.
"You two can rest here. This is your number plate. When your number is called, you can go directly up."
Yang Mao took out a round black iron token with "Sanlusi" written on it, that is, number [-].
Watching Yang Mao leave, Lu Xing took Qiu Wanbai to sit in this simple lounge.
As soon as he sat down, Lu Xing felt more than a dozen gazes directed towards him either blatantly or covertly.
Taking a casual look, there are hundreds of lounges scattered on three sides supported by wooden frames and iron sheets in this vacant area near the fighting platform.
Among the lounges closest to Lu Xing, there were only about a dozen rooms with people. Now after seeing Lu Xing and Qiu Wanbai coming, they all turned their attention to Lu Xing and the two of them.
After taking a quick look and seeing no one who felt very powerful, Lu Xing lost interest in continuing to look around and closed his eyes to rest his mind.
Qiu Wan Bai kept looking around, but what she saw was not the two fighting on the field, but the people in the auditorium.
The crazy, hysterical demeanor, the crowd of ecstasy and grief, made Qiu Wanbai, who didn't understand what emotion was, keep her eyes on the audience.
It's not because of curiosity or puzzlement, but because she feels that they have something that she doesn't have, so Qiu Wanbai focused her eyes on observing.
Lu Xing seemed to be resting with his eyes closed, but he was actually comprehending the martial art "Huang Ji Zhen Shi Quan" he had just signed up for.
This time the sign-in rewards did not have any strange phenomena, which surprised Lu Xing.
However, after reading "Huang Ji Zhen Shi Quan", Lu Xing somehow guessed why...
Lu Xing didn't make him wait too long. In less than 10 minutes, after two more fist fights, a powerful voice overwhelmed the shouts of thousands of spectators in the auditorium.
"Next, please invite No. [-] and No. [-] to come on stage and have a deathmatch match!"
"------"
There was a moment of silence in the auditorium, and then a burst of sound far surpassed the previous one erupted, almost overturning the steel plate above the head.
Because there is no restriction on the weapons and skills of the contestants in the death fight competition, it is common for the opponent to be maimed and killed.
Although most of the people who came to participate in the gambling game here were ordinary people who were not cultivators, but because they were ordinary people, they wanted to see those powerful cultivators fighting.
This is like the people who liked to watch MMA competitions in Lu Xing's previous life, not all of them were fighting enthusiasts, and many of them did it because they liked to watch other people fight and get bloody.
Lu Xing opened his eyes, took out the spirit sword he bought yesterday from the sword case beside him, hung it around his waist, stepped out of the lounge and walked towards the fighting platform.
When Lu Xing moved, a large group of eyes immediately fell on him.When they saw Lu Xing's young face, they were all surprised and surprised.
Because Lu Xing has the blood of a pure-blooded human race, and practiced the two top-level exercises of "Secret of Rotation" and "Mountain and River Zhuangqi Jue", he has a tall and straight figure, a handsome face, and walks like a natural nobleman. The mysterious charm makes people feel awe.
But these still couldn't conceal Lu Xing's immature face. Anyone with a little experience could see that Lu Xing's age was at most just an adult, not even eighteen years old.
On the contrary, as Lu Xing's opponent, a young man in a gray suit with broken hair, small eyes, and a hooked nose. Although his facial features don't look bad, he is just above average.
Normally it was okay, but when compared with Lu Xing standing on the opposite side, it was like a commoner meeting a nobleman, and before the fight started, his aura had already been suppressed.
But what made his head full of black lines the most was the faint shouts from the audience...
"Ahh! My little brother is so handsome!"
"Little brother, don't fight with that ugly monster! Come to sister, sister will support you!!"
"You nympho, show me some respect! That's my husband! It's not your brother or brother!"
"Go away, dare to rob someone from my old lady! How many onions are you!"
"No, that little brother looks so good-looking! What if that ugly monster intentionally attacks the little brother's face out of jealousy!"
"Ugly, if you dare to touch my husband's face, I will break your third leg when you go out!"
"..."
Lu Xing felt extremely ashamed when he heard the louder and louder shouts from the audience.
But there is inevitably some complacency in my heart.
Although he looked pretty good before, he was still at the level of a normal person after all.
But now, with Lu Xing practicing the "Secret Code of Reincarnation", his skin is getting better and better, and he has a mysterious charm.
The most important thing is the blood of the pure-blooded human race, although Lu Xing still hasn't fully understood the secrets of this blood.
But judging from his improved cultivation aptitude and his physical appearance becoming more and more perfect, this bloodline is definitely not simple.
Back to the topic, Lu Xing looked at the young man with a dark face and murderous eyes. Although he felt a little sympathetic to him, his eyes were cold and cold.
(End of this chapter)