Gao Wu: Returning from the Tomb of Gods, I am invincible!

District [-] of S city.

Old residential buildings can be seen everywhere.

Occasionally, you can see some homeless people sleeping on the street.

Of course I came here because I heard there was a way to make quick money here.

Duan Zihan once boasted that his father took him to the [-]th District to watch black boxing.

Participate in black boxing, and the winner will be richly rewarded.

It is said that this black boxing ring in District [-] is very unusual and has a big background.

And I heard that it is more fair and just, at least it will never cheat the boxer's bonus.

However, the environment in District [-] was somewhat beyond Li Mu's expectations.

Trash all over the street, rat carcasses, clogged sewage ditches.

The various odors merged into an extremely weird and nauseating smell.

This made Li Mu frown slightly.

"Did I go to the wrong place..."

The underground black boxing ring that Li Mu is going to is already underground.

Of course, you can't find it on the smart computer, let alone use the navigation.

"The boy from the outer area..."

A sneer suddenly came from the side.

A dirty, fat, bald man walked out from behind a corner holding an iron rod.

There were three or four people behind him who were also armed with various weapons. They looked like they were not good people at first glance.

The fat man grinned, showing his big yellow teeth: "Boy, do you want to give me money directly, or do you want to suffer a lot and then give me money?"

Roadblocks and robberies are not uncommon in the [-]th arrondissement.

Although Li Mu was wearing a mask, in the eyes of the well-informed fat man.

The childishness in him is very obvious!

"You came just fine."

Li Mu was not surprised but overjoyed. Just now he was worried that no one would lead the way.

"Boy, I'm asking you a question. I'll give you money or get beaten!"

The fat man strode closer, waving the iron rod.

Seeing that Li Mu didn't respond, one of Fatty's younger brothers suddenly became angry: "Boy, Fatty is asking you something! Did you hear me?"

As he spoke, he swung the iron rod in his hand towards Li Mu's leg.

Snapped.

Li Mu grabbed the iron rod.

With a little force, he pulled the iron rod out of his hand.

"Boy! If you still dare to resist, are you seeking death..."

The fat man suddenly became angry, but his words had not yet finished.

His small eyes were filled with horror.

He looked like he had seen a ghost.

Li Mu took the iron rod and folded it in half easily.

Then they twisted together like twists.

Finally, knead it into a ball with one hand.

With a force of nearly [-] kilograms, it is not easy to deal with an iron bar.

He threw the iron ball away and asked calmly:

"Now, do you still want my money?"

Snapped……

clap clap...

The iron rod in the fat man's hand fell directly to the ground, followed by his younger brothers.

The iron rods fell to the ground and made a crisp collision sound.

The fat man and their younger brothers were all horrified.

Can break iron with bare hands!

At least a level two warrior!

"Take me to the underground black boxing ring."

Li Mu lowered his voice.

It doesn't sound so childish anymore.

"Yes Yes Yes!"

The fat man immediately nodded like a chicken.

……

Underground black boxing arena.

Located inside a huge abandoned factory building.

It's not that easy to find this place without someone to guide you.

registry.

The brightness here is daylight, and there is no trace of decay.

It's completely impossible to tell that this is the interior of an abandoned factory.

A thin man sat behind the desk.

There were several burly men standing beside him.

"You want to do black boxing, right?"

"Yes."

"A name, a nickname, anything is fine, but you can't repeat it with others."

After a moment of silence, Li Mu said: "Grave."

"Hey, that's a good nickname!"

The man behind the table glanced at Li Mu twice.

Wearing a loose black sweatshirt, casual pants, and a white mask that completely covered his face, only a pair of determined eyes were exposed.

"grade."

"Level three."

"I'll go, level three?"

"Is there a problem?"

"No, go and test it. I just want to check if your name is repeated."

"Ah."

A strong man led Li Mu to the level testing instrument next to him.

The brand new instrument is the latest model from the Dragon Kingdom and has almost no errors.

Li Mu stood on the disc.

"The skin has been refined and reached the standard of a first-level warrior."

"The bones have been refined and reached the standard of a second-level warrior."

"The blood has been exchanged and reached the standard of a third-level warrior."

Here you just need to test the level with a machine.

Neither strength nor attack power matters.

It's not a formal organization, and the black boxing ring doesn't ask for much accurate data.

"Yes, it's really level three, and no one has any use for your nickname."

The man behind the wooden table nodded, worked on the optical computer on the table, and then took out a black medal.

Start carving purely by hand with a carving knife.

Li Mu narrowed his eyes slightly, he looked like a first-level warrior.

One of the registered ones is a first-level warrior, so Duan Zihan's statement that there may be fourth- and fifth-level warriors stationed here is probably true.

soon.

The word "grave" appeared crookedly.

The thin man threw the medal to Li Mu.

"Your information has been entered. This is your identity card. We recognize the card but not the person."

"If you want to fight today, we can arrange a match for you in more than half an hour."

"If you want to watch the game, you have to buy a ticket."

Li Mu said: "I will participate today and just watch the battle. I will wait in the waiting area."

"Row."

A strong man took Li Mu to the waiting area.

The lights in the passage are a little dim.

Li Mu was recalling the rules here.

There aren't really many rules.

It’s all black boxing, so what rules can there be?

The only rule is that most of the time it's a sibling match.

Then the only rule in combat is that there are no rules.

You even need to sign a life and death certificate before taking the stage.

There is no need to take responsibility for killing someone or being beaten to death.

Apart from these, Li Mu only cares about bonuses.

If you do black boxing, you will definitely get money.

Otherwise, who would have no problem tying their head to their waistband to engage in black boxing?

Level three warriors have a base bonus of one hundred thousand.

It's not a fixed number of [-].

But it increases one by one.

One win, one hundred thousand.

Two wins in a row, two hundred thousand.

Three consecutive wins, [-].

Four wins in a row, half a million.

Five consecutive wins, [-].

Winning six games in a row, [-].

Winning seven games in a row, one million!

……

The more games you win in a row, the higher the bonus!

On the other hand, the facilities of this underground black boxing ring were beyond Li Mu's expectations.

All kinds of advanced instruments are almost the latest models.

It is said that there is also a body repair cabin.

As long as he is not directly beaten to death, no matter how serious the injury is, it can be repaired!

It's just that the price is a bit exaggerated. The more serious the injury, the more expensive the repair will be.

This underground black boxing ring is not only about making money, but also has a huge background!

There are many things, no matter how rich you are, you can’t get them!

"It is said that this boxing ring has something to do with the official national chain Shenwu boxing ring..."

It seems that the official boxing ring is also a competition, but Li Mu is not sure about the details.

There is definitely no underground boxing ring to make money anyway.

"No matter what, the background of this underground boxing ring is not simple."