Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire.

After Yingting and Zhi made a grand appearance and walked arrogantly into the octagonal cage.

The male host raised his voice again: "Next, please allow me to introduce Yingting and Zhi's opponent, who is also a very powerful fighting champion."

"This warrior is 1.85 meters tall and weighs 75 kilograms. He comes from the prosperous Xia Kingdom, Hai, and is nicknamed 'Emperor of Shanghai'!"

"He is Lin Lang, the champion of the China-Japan Sanda Championship. He is also the K-1 Free Fighting GP champion."

Every time the host announced Lin Lang's title, the boos from tens of thousands of Sakura Country audiences surged like waves, one higher than the other.

It can be seen that Lin Lang had stirred up a hornet's nest in Sakura Country by injuring the Sato brothers in the fighting competition. The boos from Sakura Country boxing fans were intertwined, as if a drop of saliva could drown Lin Lang.

The male host shouted at the top of his voice: "Please welcome Lin Lang with warm applause!"

The cheers and applause from the boxing fans supporting Lin Lang were once again drowned out by the boos from the home audience.

Tens of thousands of audiences from the Sakura Country formed a confrontation with Lin Lang's fan club. The atmosphere was as tense as a fully drawn bowstring, ready to explode at any moment!

The booing was a phenomenal booing frenzy that had never been seen in the history of UFC events.

This shows that Lin Lang’s popularity with the audience in the Land of Sakura is extremely poor.

In an instant, the lights in the Tokyo Gymnasium went out, and the entire venue was shrouded in darkness, as if it had fallen into an endless abyss.

Immediately afterwards, a strong and dazzling spotlight pierced the darkness like a sword and shot straight towards the entrance of the passage.

At the same time, Lin Lang’s exclusive BGM "DJ with Temperamental Appearance" sounded with domineering and vigorous force.

The passionate melody was like a surging wave, sweeping across every corner of the Tokyo Gymnasium in an instant with overwhelming force, causing the huge building to tremble.

The boos from tens of thousands of spectators in the Land of Sakura suddenly rose at this moment, one wave after another, endlessly, like a surging tide.

The boxing fans from the Sakura Country had flushed faces, veins bulged on their necks, and they booed with all their might, as if they wanted to blow the roof of the stadium off.

The tens of thousands of boos intertwined together to form a powerful sound wave, which reverberated back and forth in the air and made people's eardrums hurt.

However, this overwhelming booing was like a gentle breeze to Lin Lang and did not affect him at all.

Lin Lang walked out of the passage slowly and casually, carrying two gold fighting belts symbolizing honor on his shoulders, shining brightly under the lights.

Lin Lang was seen wearing red combat shorts from Xia Guo, with his upper body bare-chested, showing off his perfect body like a male model. Every muscle was as hard as a rock, tense and ready to go. His broad chest and knife-like abdominal muscles seemed to contain a powerful force that could destroy everything.

Lin Lang exuded a chilling aura, demonstrating his extraordinary strength as a top fighting king and his strong physique, as if he was a god of war stepping out of the dark abyss.

Lin Lang's steps were elegant and proud, and every step was accompanied by a powerful aura, as if the ground beneath his feet was shaking.

Facing the boos, Lin Lang had an unruly smirk on his face, his eyes full of disdain and contempt.

Lin Lang even stretched out his right hand and placed it next to his ear, deliberately increasing the volume, leaning forward slightly, and making a provocative gesture towards the Sakura Country audience who were booing him crazily.

Lin Lang's provocative body movements clearly said, "Is this all you can do? Boo louder if you can!"

At this moment, the atmosphere in the entire stadium was pushed to the extreme. On one side was Lin Lang's unparalleled arrogance, and on the other side was the almost crazy disgust and boos from the Sakura Country audience.

Coupled with the fierce and covetous eyes of Yingting and Zhi in the octagon cage, this UFC personal grudge championship was filled with suffocating tension and excitement before it even started.

As soon as Lin Lang appeared on the stage, he immediately ignited the anger of the Sakura Country boxing fans. The flames of revenge burned in their eyes, and they shouted slogans at Lin Lang from the audience.

The home audience all hoped that Ying Ting and Zhi would be able to use their powerful strength to teach Lin Lang a lesson in the octagon of the UFC event to relieve their hatred.

Throughout the venue, lights were flashing, flags were waving, and the audience's enthusiasm was completely aroused.

Everyone at the Tokyo Gymnasium was looking forward to this ultimate showdown that was like a collision between Mars and the Earth. It seemed as if the air had been ignited by this hot atmosphere!

When Lin Lang proudly stepped into the octagonal cage, at the Tokyo UFC tournament, this highly anticipated personal grudge championship match was finally about to start as the main event amidst everyone's anticipation.

Lin Lang stood in the octagonal cage with a firm and calm look in his eyes. He seemed oblivious to the noise and hostility around him and just waited quietly for the game to begin.

At this time, Lin Lang had only one belief in his heart, that is, to help his girlfriend Chu Yiren and the Chu family to resolve the feud with Ying Ting and Zhi.

The lights were focused on the octagonal cage. Yingting and Zhi glared at their opponent Lin Lang, who was shaking his neck and shaking his fists, both of which were wearing half-finger gloves, doing the final warm-up movements.

Lin Lang, however, just looked at Chu Yiren, who was sitting in the front row of the VIP audience seats, with a relaxed expression, and threw a coquettish glance at Miss Chu in a pretentious manner.

Chu Yiren, who was originally very nervous and was secretly worried about Lin Lang, couldn't help but force a smile at Lin Lang when she saw that Lin Lang was confident and had decided to defeat his opponents Ying Ting and Zhi.

Then, the smile on Chu Yiren's face stopped abruptly, and she made a throat-cutting gesture towards Lin Lang, meaning to kill Yingting and Zhi.

For the first time, Lin Lang saw the murderous gaze of the sinister beauty tycoon on Chu Yiren's face.

At this moment, the entire venue was boiling like a volcano about to erupt!

Before the game officially started, tens of thousands of spectators on site were like burning firewood, cheering, screaming, and stomping their feet passionately. The sound waves seemed to break through the dome of the venue!

Because Lin Lang had injured the Sato brothers in the previous game, his hatred in the Sakura Country was maxed out, so this UFC event broke the routine and the popularity of the scene was beyond imagination.

Not only tens of thousands of spectators on site are looking forward to this upcoming peak battle.

The Sato brothers, who were lying in the intensive care unit of the hospital, were also watching the TV hanging in the room, which was showing the live broadcast of the Tokyo UFC tournament.

The intensive care unit was filled with the smell of disinfectant.

Sato Masano and Sato Masajutsu, a pair of brothers in distress, were lying in adjacent beds, the white sheets contrasting with their pale faces.

The injured parts of the Sato brothers' bodies were still wrapped in thick bandages, which were the "marks of shame" left by the previous beatings by Lin Lang.

The Sato brothers' eyes were fixed on the TV screen. They stared at Lin Lang in the octagonal cage with their eyes wide open, without blinking. Their eyes seemed to spit fire and their teeth were chattering.

The muscles on Sato Masano's cheeks trembled slightly due to the force, and hatred surged in his heart. He wished he could immediately get into the screen and strangle Lin Lang to death to relieve his hatred.

Sato Masayuki was so angry when he saw Lin Lang that his liver hurt. He reflexively recalled the humiliating memory of Lin Lang hitting him with three liver-bursting punches on the K-1 ring, leaving him unable to bear it and kneeling on the ring in pain.

In the minds of the Sato brothers, scenes of being beaten by Lin Lang in the ring kept flashing.

Those painful and humiliating moments made the Sato brothers unconsciously clench their fists on the hospital bed, and their nails almost dug into their palms.

At this moment, the Sato brothers had the same thought in their hearts, which was to hope that their brother-in-law Yingting and Zhi would be able to wash away the shame of the Sato family and avenge them in this mixed martial arts competition.

The Sato brothers fantasized about UFC Sakura Country heavyweight champion Yingting Hezhi pinning Lin Lang down on the ring and beating him until he broke his arms and legs, so that they could relieve their hatred and allow the Sato family to regain their trampled-on dignity.

at the same time.

Inside the octagonal cage of the UFC Tokyo tournament, the referee began to carefully check the gloves of both fighters.

At the same time, the referee explained the rules of the game to Lin Lang, Ying Ting and Zhi seriously and carefully, and emphasized those parts that were strictly prohibited from being hit.

At this time, outside the octagon, the UFC sign girls walked slowly around the octagon with confident and elegant steps.

They held high in their hands signs displaying information about the first round. They had graceful figures and pretty faces, with a unique charm that was a mixture of youthful vitality and hot sexiness.

The girl holding the sign instantly ignited the atmosphere at the scene, causing deafening cheers and screams from the audience.

The sign girls are an indispensable and beautiful landscape in UFC competitions. They are also an important and attractive part of the UFC business landscape, adding unique commercial value and viewing popularity to the event.

The tense atmosphere at the scene had reached its peak, with all the spectators' eyes focused on the octagonal cage.

Lin Lang, Ying Ting and Zhi, who were imprisoned in the octagonal cage, all clenched their fists and were ready to strike, like two trapped beasts wanting to kill each other, with raging fire of fighting spirit burning in their eyes, glaring at each other fiercely.

The referee quickly raised his arm high, and the action was like that of a arbitrator holding the scales of fate.

In an instant, the referee waved his arm vigorously to declare the start of the game.

The clear and melodious ringing of the game bell instantly broke the silence, like the sound of a war drum in the arena, igniting the flames of this peak showdown.

Almost at the same moment the bell rang, Lin Lang, Ying Ting and Zhi rushed towards their opponents without hesitation like arrows shot from a bow.

The determination and fearlessness of both sides are like a fight between trapped beasts, as if the battle tonight will determine the winner and the loser, as well as life and death.