The bird system made the school girl my fan girl

Arriving near a dilapidated factory building in the suburbs, Mr. Qin and his party got out of the car and walked to a workshop.

The two words above are very conspicuous and nostalgic.

"Steelmaking".

After sending the location and Mr. Qin's business card to his mother, Wu Yutian followed them in.

The workshop has long been abandoned, and several dilapidated production lines have been stained with rust. Two men wearing hard hats are guarding the entrance of the workshop.

Mr. Qin stepped forward and nodded, took out his mobile phone to show something, and several people successfully entered an elevator and went down to the second floor.

The door of the elevator opened, and there was a feast of lights and a sultry heat wave.

It is completely a world of ice and fire with the ground.

Passing by a large bar, Mr. Qin kept greeting people and introduced the situation inside to Wu Yutian.

A row of tiger girls, dressed in festive red cheongsams and cute tiger hats, were greeting customers at the bar. One of them, with her long legs stretched out, said hello to Wu Yutian.

He smiled unnaturally, followed Mr. Qin around the corner, and entered a downward passage. The walls of the passage and the entrance and exit were well sealed.

Pushing open the door and entering, the bursts of shouts almost burst the eardrums.

The two standard free fighting rings are in the middle, surrounded by spectators, nearly a thousand people by visual inspection, and the momentum is huge.

One arena is being set up, and the other is in full swing. The referees and other related configurations are no different from regular competitions.

"How is it, Mr. Wu, do you like the atmosphere here?" Boss Qin sat down in the front row with Wu Yutian, chatting with each other.

"Very good! What should I do next, provide a full set of equipment?"

He brought over a few forms and asked Wu Yutian to fill them in. Except for the two pieces of paper that were not signed on joining the membership and what organization he joined, he roughly filled in the rest of the registration information.

There's no need to tell them all the information, I'm just here to get beaten, to earn some pocket money, to accumulate combat experience, and to see if I can pick up pieces for fun, not to sell myself.

"Basically they are here. You can bring your own mouth guard and crotch guard. Are you going to play today? There are a lot of people here today, and the pumping is very good, hehe."

Mr. Qin's eyes were shining with golden light.

"If you come, let's fight!" Wu Yutian, who was eager to try, waved his fist and shouted.

"Okay, refreshing, personal items can be kept there!"

Mr. Qin handed a registration form to the waiter, and pointed to a row of safes in the corner.

Dressed up and came to the sidelines, someone checked the equipment, protective gear, metal detectors and security gate procedures.

After the inspection, there was no problem, and the staff pasted a number plate on Wu Yutian's back and chest.

On the 13th, Wu Yutian patted his chest.

After the on-site DJ warmed up, he announced the next contestants, No. 13 and No. 16 respectively.

No one knows the names of the contestants, nor does it need to.

The audience only needs the players on the field to fight hard, and they spend a lot of money to gamble, just to have fun.

As for the players being beaten to death or maimed, they didn't worry at all.

Boss Qin told Wu Yutian about these things just now, the purpose is to make him feel at ease during the game, and ignore the audience, so as not to be distracted.

Some people lost miserably, and there are many people who blame the players.

Entering the arena, opponent No. 16 is already standing there like a meat shield waiting.

At least 70KG!It is two levels higher than Wu Yutian.

Well, coming up is a heavyweight opponent, let me see what's so great here.

"That new little brother is so handsome! Can you fight?" Audience A was obviously a little surprised by the appearance of No. 13.

"The boy with thin skin and tender flesh probably won't do. Listen to me and vote for No. 16." Audience B seemed to be very experienced.

"Perhaps 13 can win the protracted battle, provided he can withstand a critical attack for half an hour." Someone else yelled, "The weight is both an advantage and a disadvantage."

After saluting, it started, and neither of them said a word of nonsense.

"Boy, take the move!" The other party rushed over first and beat Wu Yutian fiercely, with the wind howling.

"What a fast speed!" Looking at the figure in front of him, Wu Yutian sighed inwardly.

The figure of the giant tower, but also can have such a quick attack, I have to say that this opponent is somewhat capable.

Wu Yutian saw the opportunity and lightly bumped the edge of his fist.

bang~~
A dull impact sound spread throughout the audience, and a system notification sounded in Wu Yutian's mind, saying that he had already been beaten once.

"Haha! Does it hurt?" Ten seconds later, the opponent let out a smug laugh, but he didn't score, and the referee still has the vision.

"That's right, there are two tricks!" Wu Yutian's mouth slightly curled up, revealing a bright smile, "I don't know what else to do next!"
"Accept!"
"Be careful!"
"Boy, let's see how you hide."
"See tricks and break tricks!"
Looking at the figure in front of him, Wu Yutian raised a sinister smile, thrust his arms forward fiercely, stepped out with both feet, and his iron fist flew straight to the opponent's chest like a cannonball.

The opponent looked at Wu Yutian's series of attacks, and his heart was calm, so he stood up and blocked from left to right.

Sweating profusely on the fighting arena, screaming in the audience.

Wu Yutian's iron fist rubbed against the opponent's shoulder and landed on the opponent's chest. The skin was rough and fleshy, as if hitting a hard wall.

Seeing that Wu Yutian's moves were exhausted, he instantly puffed out his chest and shook Wu Yutian's fist away, waving his big fist and calling out like a cattail fan.

This scene stimulated the audience to shout, if this hits No. 13, must the mouthguard of No. 13 be knocked out?
"Be careful!" the opponent yelled excitedly, Wu Yutian was as light as a swallow, and dexterously avoided No. 16's heavy blow.

boom! boom! boom!
Wu Yutian kept punching his opponent.

Once, twice, three times.
After more than ten minutes of rapid attack on the 16th, he began to adopt a defensive strategy, consuming the physical strength of the 13th, and then waited for the opportunity to move.

"Boy, you underestimate me!" No. 16 snorted coldly, eyes narrowed, with a sinister and cunning expression.

"Really?" Regarding this, Wu Yutian remained calm and indifferent, as if everything was under control.

In my heart, I paid more attention to this underground boxing ring. Judging from this number 16's contingency strategy against the enemy, it is by no means mediocre.

Wu Yutian, who had never thought about controlling the rhythm during the game and flexibly arranging the transition between offense and defense, suddenly realized a lot.

This fat beating is really worth it!

With another blow and kick, Wu Yutian's face suddenly turned pale, and he shook for a while, but then stabilized.

Looking at Wu Yutian's expression, No. 16 showed a smug smile. No. 13 was really in poor health, and a side kick knocked him down, which really disappointed him.

boom!
Wu Yutian took a punch from his opponent and fell to the referee's feet. The cheeks that had been bulging with veins instantly relaxed on the 16th.

There was a lot of cursing and cheering in the audience...