Oring Hunter

In this way, Yechen's body is like being tied with tons of weight, and every subsequent action will bear more pressure, achieving better rehabilitation training effect.

"Ah da da da da da!"

Long Whip Liang screamed like a monkey, while punching and kicking Yechen, who bowed his head and covered his face, but he still got nothing. Yechen didn't hit him, and he became a tired dog instead!

(Why! Why! This kid's steps are obviously sloppy and his balance is disordered, but why can't I beat him!?)

After more than a dozen rounds of onslaughts in a row, Chang Whip Liang finally began to feel out of breath, exhausted, and doubted his life.

But Ye Chen saw that his opponent had no value left as a sparring partner, so when Chang Whip Liang made his last kick, he pretended to wave his arms and unintentionally grabbed the whip that he was proud of, and then followed along , just like a rag doll, he turned over the side rope with long braids, and fell directly under the ring!

Boom!

The audience was taken aback and scattered in all directions, only to find that Chang Whip Liang had dropped a perfect piece of mud on the concrete floor, his eyes were white, his nose was bleeding, and he had completely lost consciousness.

The victorious Yechen put on a look of lingering fear, raised his arms timidly, and officially became the next ring leader in today's ring...

Chapter 1066 Weight Training

Yechen's seemingly mistaken victory brought the atmosphere of the audience to a boil again.

The vast majority of the audience thought that Yechen was a blind cat bumping into a dead mouse, and he was lucky to win this round of competition.

As for those boxers who were hiding around to observe the situation and prepare to "rob" at the right time, they showed excited smiles, and they all wanted to see what Ye Chen, a "rookie" with chaotic steps, could last. The ground, so that people like myself can take the opportunity to reap the benefits of a fisherman.

After all, in order to completely empty out the bonus pool, the ring master must defend the ring for 15 consecutive rounds.

And now Yechen just won the first round at the beginning. Due to the limitation of physical strength, the next nine rounds are more difficult to play, and this is also a major feature of this type of defending competition.

However, it is impossible for everyone present to know that their attitudes, ideas, and plans are all under the control of Yechen.

"who is the next?"

Yechen leaned back against the side rope and questioned loudly, but his expression deliberately showed a novice-like innocence.

"Ha, I'm coming!"

A rough, stubble-faced man raised his hand and shouted loudly, then jumped onto the ring with one step, walked up to Yechen with fierce eyes, and then spoke nonsense.

"Boy, you seem to be good at dodging, so pray that you'll be as lucky as the commander!"

The audience in the audience was noisy.

"Oh, hugging Yang is here!"

"He specializes in ground warfare, let's see how this kid will hide later!"

"Okay, press and hug Yang heavily, and kill this little boy!"

Facing the heated atmosphere, Ye Chen remained expressionless, and turned his head to pay attention to the odds outside the court.

Although he just won a hand, but due to the ugly process and the bizarre result, his odds increased instead of falling, just in line with Yechen's wishes.

So, after the betting session ended, another round of competition officially started.

This time, his opponent didn't like to stand and attack like the last round, but launched a grapple attack on Yechen at the beginning, as if trying to drag him to the ground, and then use his own strength to subdue him.

Unexpectedly, Yechen has long been an expert among experts in this area. Even if he let Yang hug him and throw him down, he did not leave any openings for him to exploit, so he just kept defending blindly...

Accompanied by the applause of the audience, the two entangled on the ground of the arena for a while, but they couldn't make a decision.

Halfway through, Yechen even disliked that the confrontation was too weak, which in turn further increased the burden on himself.

(3x shackles.)

Within a few minutes, his face flushed when he hugged Yang, and he lost all his strength, after all, he couldn't hold on anymore.

(Damn, who the hell is this guy!?)

Hugging Yang's expression was extremely ugly, and he couldn't help but think of retreating, wanting to let go and leave Yechen.

However, seeing that his opponent was at the end of his battle, Yechen didn't waste any more time. He directly reached out and grabbed Yang, and then rolled his arms around his neck. He just went through a standard guillotine posture and directly killed Yang. Hugging Yang quickly until he suffocated.

Hugging Yang whimpered, and resolutely slapped the ground to admit defeat.

"No way! I won this kid again?"

"It feels like... he really has something?"

"Hmph, at most it's just better physical strength. If you really have the strength, how can you make the game so ugly!"

Bearing the yelling and cursing from the audience, he hugged Yang and turned down and left the arena disheveledly.

Yechen's two consecutive strange victories made him the focus of the audience in one fell swoop.

Countless black boxing veterans would rather leave those empty arenas than fight, and continue to watch the situation in this arena to see when is the most suitable time for them to step in.

"I'll be next!"

With the sound of shouting, another contestant stepped onto the ring and eagerly came to Yechen, ready to block his third victory.

(4x shackles.)

Yechen accepted this challenge with pleasure, and secretly strengthened the restraint of his joints again.

At the same time, he even activated general-purpose arcane skills such as "spiritual eyes", "spiritual ears", and "spiritual feet", and maintained this series of buffs throughout the process, so as to further increase his own burden and further improve weight-bearing training. Strength of.

In this way, Yechen, as the ringleader, will take advantage of the opportunity to fight against ordinary boxers from all walks of life to continue his own rehabilitation training full of personal characteristics...

Time passed quickly amid the sweat of the arena and the cheers of the audience.

Two hours later, Yechen defeated his No.12 opponents in a "difficult" manner, and was only three steps away from winning the full bonus.

The volume of the entire bonus pool has been accumulated by him to a very "full" level.

And the restraint Yechen imposed on himself has climbed all the way to a full 30 times the shackles. Although his weight has not changed much, the impact on his actions is equivalent to an increase of a full 100 tons of load.

So far, although Yechen was sweating profusely from the training, he felt refreshed. The more he practiced, the stronger his body became, and the training effect was obvious.

However, his appearance, in the eyes of others, is a sign of exhaustion.

The surrounding spectators were still clamoring. Although they no longer underestimated Yechen's strength, more people felt that Yechen's state was at the end of his strength, and it was difficult for him to finish the next three games.

"Hahaha, little brother, you must be tired after playing for so long, right? Come on, let me take you down and have a good rest!"

"Look, that's the third of the three iron brothers, Iron Arm Puzzler! He's about to play!"

"Oh? That Puzzler who is famous for his vajra arm? I heard that he is a ruthless character!"

"Hehe, he is still the weakest of the three brothers! Look, the second iron-legged Puzbu and the eldest iron-jawed Puzlang are also behind! It seems that the three brothers are all eyeing this piece of fat together! This It's planning to give that kid a wheel battle!"

"Hey, this kid is obviously exhausted, I don't think he can even pass the first level!"

"I thought so too, so this puts me all in on Puzzler, Stud!"

"The game is on!"

"Putzler's unique skill, Vajra Arm, is here!"

"I didn't hit it! I didn't hit it with more than a dozen moves!"

"Puzler got tripped!?"

"Ah!? Puzler fell from the side rope in one breath!? He was sentenced to lose directly!?"

"Wow, my money is gone!?"

"Isn't this guy a veteran, how could he make such a low-level mistake!?"

"You stupid donkey, get out of here!"

"Oh, the second brother Puzbu is going to play!"

"That was definitely an accident just now, this one must be taken down!"

"I bet Puzbu!"

"I'm coming too!"

"Stud Stud!"

"Come on, Iron Legs, kick this kid away!"

"The match is on!"

"Putzbu immediately launched a storm-like leg attack!"

"Ha! Boyfriend got kicked consecutively! Now he's going to die!"

"Hey, why did Puzbu suddenly fall down!?"

"It seems that the little white face flicked his elbow and happened to push it into his abdominal cavity!?"

"Damn, he stopped cooking, I lost again!?"

"How is it possible, how is this kid's luck always so good!?"

"Couldn't this be a fake match!?"

"Look, Boss Puzlan looks like he's gone mad! Next it's his turn to play in person!"

"Iron Jaw is far stronger than the two younger brothers, this one must be stable!"

"Really? I suspect you are Thor!"

"Never mind him, the little boy was kicked several times just now, but it's just a candle in the wind, I'm here to stud!"

"Puzlan is on the field!"

"Hey, his expression is so scary, it looks like he wants to swallow that little boy alive!"

"The final No.15 round has begun!"

"Come on, Iron Jaw, kill him for me!"

"My money depends on you!"

"Oh, my God, the little boy was thrown down!"

"Puzran's signature stunt is here!"

"Iron jaws smash!"

"It hit that kid directly on the forehead!"

"Wow! How cruel!"

"Now the champion should be replaced, right?"

"Eh? Why didn't Puzlan move?"

"Um!?"

"He, he fell down!?"

"what happened!?"

"Wait, look, that iron-mounted chin of Putzran...is cracked!?"

"What the hell are these three brothers fighting for!?"

"Little boy actually managed to defend for fifteen rounds!?"

"Fake match! Absolutely fake match! All of this must be colluded! Give me my money back!"

"Hey, wait, why didn't he come down..."

"This, this kid seems to continue to fight!?"

"What? It's too arrogant! If you don't take the full bonus, you still have to take the risk of doubling it? It's unheard of!"

"Wow, look, all the players in the other arena stopped fighting, and now they are surrounded like locusts!"

"It seems that today is destined to go crazy..."

Chapter 1067 Bullying

Sunset and dusk, the sky is full of rays of light.

The black boxing arena in the central city of Neidu witnessed the birth of a legend today.