Horizontal push martial arts

Chapter 56

The group arena match ended amidst everyone's carnival, and the audience began to leave the arena one after another. Li Mour was going to collect his more than 100 million yuan, and to obtain the black boxing level certification, so that he could participate in more advanced group arena matches.

Xia Yan used to find channels to inquire, but she has never found out the true identity of the black boxing master she wanted to kill. The only way to get revenge is through underground black boxing.

As long as you express your desire to challenge the title mask, the forces behind the underground black boxing will arrange a special challenge.

And if you want to challenge a black boxing master with a title mask, only A-level boxers are qualified. Unless Li Mour finds another A-level boxer to replace his identity, otherwise he will not be able to initiate the challenge with his current identity.

But when a boxer reaches the B level, the identity verification will start to become stricter, and it will be even more so after reaching the A level. It is basically impossible for Li Mour to replace him like today, and he can only rely on his own strength to fight.

When Li Mour came to the waiting area at the back, he saw Hao Bo was waiting there with Xia Yan and Wu Qingzhi.

Now that the group arena is over, non-related personnel can also come to the player waiting area.

"Li Mourn, are you alright?" Xia Yan checked his body nervously after seeing Li Mourn.

"I am fine."

Before Li Mourn came, he had simply washed away the blood stains on his body in the lounge, and his original clothes had become torn and dirty, so he was now bare-chested.

So Xia Yan quickly took a look at him, and she was relieved when she saw that there were no wounds on Li Mourn's body.

"What's the matter with him?"

Li Mou looked at Hao Bo, only to see Hao Bo's face was ashamed, his whole body was devoid of energy, as if he had aged more than ten years all of a sudden.

"He lost all his money." Wu Qingzhi pouted, and briefly told him about Hao Bo's re-betting.

Hao Bo didn't think he could win the boxing match, so he re-bet, and finally lost all his capital and profits, which was a heavy loss.

On the other side, Xia Yan unexpectedly made a fortune, according to the 700 times the odds, she finally earned more than [-] million.

Li Mourn could not help being speechless.

"You guys wait for me here first, I shouldn't be here for long."

After explaining to Xia Yan, he followed the organizer member who was leading the way and walked inside, and was quickly taken to a room.

When Li Mour walked into the room, he saw the tall and burly steel fist leading people to go out.

The two couldn't help but stopped and looked at each other.

"Tonight's battle was exciting." Steel Fist broke the silence first, "I admit, I misjudged your strength."

Li Mour glanced at him, and said calmly: "It's just crushing a bunch of trash, is this already a wonderful battle in your eyes?"

Since this guy had people threatening him in the arena, he naturally wouldn't be so polite.

As soon as his words came out, the people behind Steel Fist immediately became agitated.

Those few A-level boxers were all Gangquan's subordinates and their companions, but now they became nothing in Li Mour's mouth, and they were all furious.

But due to the power of the steel fist and Li Mour's strength, they were only angry and did not dare to make any outrageous actions.

"Young man." Steel Fist's voice also cooled down, "Don't be too arrogant, otherwise you won't know how you will die someday."

"Are you threatening me?" Li Mour narrowed his eyes.

"Threatening you? Are you qualified!" Steel Fist snorted coldly, "If you beat a few A-level fighters, you will be invincible!"

"So much nonsense! Let me see if your fist is as powerful as your mouth!"

Amidst the roar of shouts, Li Mour suddenly threw a heavy punch, the punch with terrifying force directly exploded the air flow, and ruthlessly hit the steel fist!

"you wanna die!"

A fierce light flashed in Gang Fist's eyes, he clenched his five fingers tightly, clenched his fist to meet Li Mourn's heavy fist fiercely!

The fists of the two collided heavily!

Bang! !

Amidst the huge impact, the powerful force was transmitted to the ground along their bodies, the solid ground suddenly cracked, and the whole room seemed to shake.

And both of them retreated back to resolve the huge recoil force.

Just when Li Mour was about to step forward and continue to fight, the members of the organizer pulled out their pistols and aimed at him and the steel fist at the same time.

"My lords, this is not a ring." A man who looked like a supervisor stood up, "No matter what conflicts you have, leave here and go out to resolve them, or don't blame us for being merciless."

No one knew better than them how destructive a black fist master with a title mask like Steel Fist was, and the other Li Mour also proved his terrifying strength through that scuffle.

These two people fought in such a small space, the biggest possibility is that the two fighting people have not yet decided the winner, and they are almost killed by the fighting.

So they must be forbidden to fight here.

With so many guns pointed at him at the same time, a murderous intent flashed in Li Mour's eyes, but he quickly suppressed it. With so many guns, he may not be able to escape unscathed.

"I'll let you off today." Gang Fist gave him a cold look, "You won't be so lucky next time."

After leaving this sentence, without waiting for Li Mour to reply, he led his subordinates and walked outside.

After walking out of the room, he let go of his tightly clenched fists, hanging down and trembling slightly, his face under the copper mask was gloomy like water.

Li Mourn naturally took the other party's threat as fart, but he didn't underestimate the steel fist too much.

From the fight just now, he can clearly feel that the explosive power of the steel fist is not inferior to him, and the strength should have reached the limit of the human body, and the strength is far better than those boxers in the ring.

The supervisor who stopped them from fighting said, "Uh, number seven... what's the name?"

They have the information and past match records of all the boxers tonight, and of course they know that the one standing here is definitely not the boxer named Wang Mu.

"You can just call me a mask." Li Mourn said casually.

"Okay, Mr. Mask." The supervisor nodded, and his tone was very respectful, "First of all, it is your [-] million Asian dollars, do you choose cash or transfer, we have corresponding formal channels for transfer, don't worry about the source of property unknown question."

Among them, 100 million is the bonus for defending the group arena, and [-] is the appearance fee for the first group arena.

"Cash." Since Li Mourn didn't give his real name, he naturally didn't want people to know his real identity. If he wanted to transfer money, he didn't have any other accounts for the time being, so he could only take cash.

"Row."

The supervisor gave the person next to him a look, and the person took out a suitcase from below and put it on the table.

"It's one million and one million, please confirm."

He opened the suitcase, which was full of stacks of banknotes, neatly arranged in the box.

"No problem." Li Mour walked over, took a brief inventory, and quickly finished the inventory, closing the box again.

The supervisor nodded and continued: "The next thing is the certification of the boxer level. Originally, with your strength, it is more than enough to directly certify the A-level boxer, but we do not have this qualification, so we can only certify you as a B-level boxer for the time being. Report your situation truthfully, and wait for the notification from above to replace your certification.”

In fact, in his opinion, the strength shown by Li Mour is enough to directly own his own title mask, but the verification of the strong title requires another procedure, which is not so simple.

"How long will it take?" Li Mour asked.

It was beyond his expectation that he could directly certify A-level. In this way, he could save the process of punching and upgrading, and challenge Xia Yan's enemy directly, saving a lot of time.

The supervisor replied: "A week at most."

"I heard that A-level boxers are qualified to challenge the title of strong, right?" Li Mour asked for details, "Are there any other requirements?"

"Uh, no." The supervisor was stunned for a moment, but he thought that Li Mour wanted to challenge the steel fist, "But the challenge is a life-and-death competition, and the competition cannot be ended if you get injured and fall to the ground or admit defeat."

Although the general group arena is also very cruel, as long as you admit defeat in time, you can still save your life in most cases. The life-and-death fight is different, and one of the two fighters must die to end.

Of course, if the challenge is successful, the challenger can directly authenticate the title strong and obtain his own title mask without going through complicated authentication procedures.

Li Mour nodded: "That's fine, how to authenticate?"

"Just get this ID card." The supervisor took out a white magnetic card similar to an access control card. "This temporary ID card contains your basic personal information. Of course, this is only a temporary card. When the time comes, you will be notified. I will replace it with a formal certified item for you."

Li Mour took the magnetic card, and saw that there was a website address printed on it, and an account number and password were written on it with a black marker.

The supervisor said: "This is your personal account. We will contact you through this account when the notification comes out."

Li Mour looked at the website and account number on the magnetic card, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

He had always thought that underground black boxing was just a black industry controlled by various local forces, and it was a game for the rich and powerful who played small things and couldn't get on the table.

But everything he saw today overturned his original opinion. Standardized management, strict grade certification system, professional money laundering channels, and this mature website system all told him that underground black boxing is far away. It's not as simple as he imagined.

……

On the other side, Steel Fist led his men out from the underground passage.

"Boss, do you just let that guy go?"

A boxer behind him gritted his teeth and said.

The rest of the boxers also echoed, Li Mour not only killed Iron Wolf and the others, but also acted so arrogantly in front of Steel Fist, insulting them as trash, when did they ever suffer this kind of aggrieved.

Now everyone wants to kill Li Mour to vent their anger and avenge Iron Wolf and the others.

"Of course it's impossible to let him go just like that." A killing intent flashed in Gang Fist's eyes, "But now is not the time, he is really strong, of course it is okay to kill him by force, but I will also pay the price of serious injuries."

He was full of hatred.

Because of Li Mourn, he lost six powerful boxers tonight, which is quite a heavy loss, and in the next few months in the A-level boxing match, he will definitely be overwhelmed by other titles. How much profit will be lost.

Seizing money is like killing one's parents, now Li Mour has completely become a thorn in his side.

"That guy is so strong?" A boxer was a little surprised.

"Based on his strength, it is enough to certify the title of strong." Although he hated him very much, Steel Fist did not deny Li Mour's strength.

The rest of the boxers couldn't help but look at each other.

The group of them quickly walked out of the underground passage, came to the ground, and walked towards the direction of the parked car.

Suddenly, Steel Fist stopped.

"Wait." He frowned, "There is a problem."

The boxers following behind were all taken aback for a moment, and then quickly realized.

There is no sound at all from the audience aisle, no, or there is no sound in all directions, not even the sound of cars in the distance.

Quiet is a bit too much.

In this dead silence, a strange cry sounded.

"Ah-"

Steel Fist suddenly looked in the direction of the sound!

On the top of the wall over there, a black crow was standing there quietly, watching them quietly with those strange red eyes.

……

After Li Mour finished his work, he went back to the waiting area and found Xia Yan and the others.

"Your mobile phone." Xia Yan handed him the mobile phone, "It seems that someone is looking for you."

Underground Black Boxing prohibits the entry of electronic products, mobile phones, cameras and other equipment, even for boxers, to prevent someone from taking pictures, so someone is responsible for collecting mobile phones and other electronic devices before entering.

Li Mourn's mobile phone was handed over to Hao Bo before, and he put it in the organizer's special place to keep the mobile phone.

The boxing betting is carried out outside the venue. After the betting is completed, the mobile phone is handed over to the organizer for unified storage. As for the re-betting in the middle link, you can receive a coupon to place the bet, and then make up the bet when you leave the venue. No one dared to rely on the sponsor's money.

Li Mour took the phone and looked at it, and saw that there were several unread messages and seven or eight missed calls.

When he turned on the phone, he saw that all the unread messages were from Zhang Yao, and the seven or eight missed calls were from his cousin Fang Qin half an hour ago.

"What's the matter with my cousin looking for me so late?"

He was a little strange, first he clicked on his cousin's missed call and called.

Soon the call was connected.

"Hi, Li Mourn." Fang Qin's voice was urgent, with the sound of crying, "Your cousin is dying. He wants to see you for the last time and wants to tell you something."

"what?!"

Li Mour's expression changed immediately, and before he had time to ask what was going on, he immediately asked, "Where is Uncle Biao now?"

"The first hospital in the city."

Li Mour put away the phone, grabbed Hao Bo and ran out: "Take me to the city's first hospital."

"Li Mourn, wait for me!"

Xia Yan and the two also followed behind.

They quickly walked out of the underground passage, but when they reached the ground, Li Mour suddenly stopped and looked forward.

Xia Yan, who was chasing him out of breath, saw him stop suddenly, and couldn't help but feel strange and followed him. When she saw the scene in front of her clearly, she screamed in fright.

On the wall not far in front, a tall corpse was hung on it with exposed steel bars running through the body. Blood gushed out from the wound and flowed down the body, forming a pool of blood on the ground below.

And the face of the corpse was wearing a copper mask.

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