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The boxing match came as scheduled.

Because of the death in the Tiger Boxing Arena, a lot of lively spectators came upon hearing the news, and in addition, the newcomer of the three-second KO boxing champion was sitting in this match, so the match was unprecedentedly lively and there were almost no vacancies.

Ruishen sat in the first row and watched Meng Yan silently. At the same time, he also turned his attention to the Nightmare team that had assembled in the corner.

They counted.

Meng Yan put all his attention on the game, and he watched his opponent being surrounded by the coaches on the stage with a blank face.

Bullet is the player with the heaviest weight and the longest wingspan in their weight class, and the external conditions are the best. Except for one failure in the rookie period, now they have maintained the highest winning streak.

And this tall and thick man didn't act like he liked Meng Yan at all.

He deliberately took off his braces, and said to the audience in a mocking and exaggerated tone, "Look, this is my opponent today. I heard that he defeated the hurricane, but I am not afraid at all."

"I'm going to keep my streak going and put this piece of shit back in his club."

Meng Yan was silent for a long time, but he still said, "You are not good enough."

Bullet was taken aback, he was famous for his skills, but someone said he was not good enough?

"The level of cursing is not good." Meng Yan added.

Bullet snorted coldly, "See you in the ring, I will beat you until you can't speak anymore."

"Oh."

Meng Yan replied indifferently.

The audience off the court laughed. Everyone was looking forward to the showdown between the rookie and the boxing champion. The members of the Nightmare team also found their positions and hid in the crowd in a low-key manner.

No one knows if people from Spike and Horizon also got into the ring.

"God! Look at that man!" Lin Manshu exclaimed in a low voice, "It really looks like Brother Meng, look at that look!"

"It looks alike too." Ivan propped up his back and observed carefully, "Could it be the captain?"

Mo Jiahe pressed Ivan down, "I'll stop him when he finishes the fight."

With a bell, the game officially began.

Meng Yan seemed to feel that he could no longer knock people out with a punch, and let the audience spend a few hundred dollars to watch the game for three seconds, and then he confronted the bullet and moved with ease.

Both are probing each other, looking for the best position to hit.

But Meng Yan's two coaches saw an unexpected person in the first row.

"Is that Shanti Chai?" The coach pointed to the lean man staring at the ring from a distance.

"He dared to show up!" Another coach was so angry that he almost went up to beat someone, but luckily he was stopped.

Shantichai beat Aji to death. Logically speaking, he should be taken to the police for interrogation, and then banned from boxing for a period of time.A normal person would hide at home because of inner anxiety, or go to a temple to worship the dead.

But he actually stayed on the edge of the ring, cheering for the bullets.

This is simply playing on the nerves of everyone in the club.

"The bullet is on! What are you afraid of! Don't disgrace Master's teaching!" Shanti guessed that the bullet's mouth is strong, but he didn't dare to make a move first, and he couldn't get angry.

Hearing this, the coaches' hearts suddenly thumped.

At the same time, Bullet's fist struck out fiercely.

However, Meng Yan was faster. Before the wind of the punch arrived, he had judged the opponent's whereabouts in advance. He avoided the fatal punch with a slight tilt of his head. Instead, he clamped the bullet's forearm with his arm, He was locked firmly.

Before the bullet could react, Meng Yan followed the skills left over from this body and began to ruthlessly knee-kick.

The horror of Muay Thai is that the ultimate moves are performed with joints, and the bones of the knees and elbows are extremely hard.

Meng Yan directly pushed Bullet to the edge of the ring with one knee, put him on the pillar and began to throw punches and elbows.

Bullet's brow bone cracked instantly, and blood trickled down his eye sockets, staining Meng Yan's entire elbow red.

"What are you waiting for!" Shan Tichai yelled from below.

The bullet exploded, and with great strength out of thin air, he broke free from the shackles, and punched Meng Yan in the eyes.

At this moment, Meng Yan immediately noticed something was wrong.

That smell appeared.

"It's too bloody." Lin Manshu frowned as she looked at the sport, suddenly feeling hot on the back of her neck.

Following her groping movements, the Butterfly King tattoo was about to fly away, and the scriptures were dispelling the discordant atmosphere around her.

Not only Lin Manshu, but also the lotus flower on Mo Jiahe's chest, the tiger on Zhao Jinfeng's body, and Ivan's Eagle God all reacted, as if they were automatically protecting their master, and they felt hot.

"What's going on?" Mo Jiahe touched his chest.

This tattoo can resist gods and ghosts. Could it be that something dirty appeared in the boxing ring?

Everyone turned their attention to the center of the game.

Meng Yan nimbly dodged the punch aimed at the eyes. He had a premonition that if he got hit, there might be serious consequences.

"Are you stupid! Don't hit your eyes!" Shan Tichai was in a hurry, even more anxious than Bullet's coach and boss.

Bullet swallowed, and took a deep breath.

There were no gloves in this fight, it was a noose fight with oil-soaked hemp rope wrapped around the hands, which was more lethal than empty hands.If that hit the eye, the other party will definitely go blind, but this is not something that scares him.

What he was afraid of was being exposed.

After all, the eye is an obvious external organ.

With blood flowing all over his face, Bullet adjusted the hood on his forehead with some anxiety.

Ruishen found something wrong.

Traditional Muay Thai fighters will wear tasseled armbands and headbands, which are also called Bajie and Mengkong. In ancient times, people often hid evil curses in them, hoping to reduce pain or curse opponents.

But no one does that anymore.

But this bullet...not necessarily.

Meng Yan also noticed the opponent's small movements, and when he was not confident, he would definitely adjust Meng Kong's position.

It's a bit strange.

Although Meng Yan didn't integrate well with this skin, but the fighting instinct existed in both of them, which on the contrary promoted Meng Yan's desire to fight even more.A tactic immediately formed in his mind.

I saw that the bullet didn't dare to punch again rashly, but a high whip kick struck.

Meng Yan took the leg forcefully, held back the pain, turned around, took off, kicked hard, and before the bullet was kicked back by the impact, he turned around and chased him again. A flying knee knocked the person off the ground.

He hadn't finished his combo yet, and randomly took another jump.

His elbow was like a knife, and he smashed it on the bullet's cap from mid-air, which really made the bullet dizzy.

Before he fell unconscious, Meng Yan tore off the opponent's headband.

Everyone didn't know what Meng Yan was going to do, but Shan Tichai turned pale with shock.

The referee was counting at the side, and Meng Yan unwrapped the hemp rope of the headband a little bit clumsily, and there was a takrut wrapped inside!

Meng Yan immediately stopped, and instead of unrolling it, he rolled it up again and held Meng Kong in his hand.

The countdown ended, and the bullet failed to wake up.

There was a flood of cheers, and the winner of this game was actually a little-known newcomer, who feasted their eyes on this newcomer.Everyone knew that Ah Tian, ​​a fighter, would definitely rule the boxing ring.

But there was no joy on Meng Yan's face.

He shook Meng Kong and said, "The spoils of war."

In order to prevent the person who was shot from going back, he deliberately threw the thing into Ruishen's hands outside the ring.

He stepped off the stage surrounded by referees and coaches.

Meng Yan didn't interact with the audience, and led Ruishen straight to the backstage.

As soon as he entered, he was stopped by someone.

Lin Manshu dressed up beautifully, like an ordinary female fan who was fascinated by boxers, and handed over a pen and paper with both hands for Meng Yan's signature.

Captain Meng stared at the other party, his mind was a little confused, and he didn't connect her with the person in his memory for a long time, but he habitually signed his real name on his hand.

Meng Yan.

Although the writing is twisted and crooked, the familiar two characters can still be seen.

Lin Manshu almost lost her expression.

Ruishen stood aside and chuckled, he wanted to see how his teammates would abduct the captain.

Lin Manshu confirmed the candidate, but she didn't continue to pester her. She still pretended well. She was elated when she got the autograph, and she turned around and went back to show off to others.

Meng Yan was a little confused for a moment, but he didn't think too much about it.

Before he took a few steps, Ruishen saw Shan Tichai pushing his way through the crowd, he took Meng Yan's hand and went backstage, not giving him a chance.

Meng Yan staggered away, Ruishen immediately picked him up, and stuffed him into the club's car while the coaches were stunned.

"The relationship between these two brothers is really good..."

"That's right."

The coaches wiped off their sweat, turned on the air-conditioning at maximum speed, and went up to drive.

"This thing...is very strange." Meng Yan pointed to the headband in Ruishen's hand, "Look at it."

Ruishen had no intention of letting himself and Meng Yan get involved in the plot of the dungeon, but Meng Yan was worthy of being the captain of the model worker. As a dungeon "NC", he could take the job of the players on himself.

"Evil curse." Ruishen said briefly.

"What!!"

The coach in front was frightened for the second time, and turned his head to look at the things in Ruishen's hand in horror, and saw the takrut inside as expected.

This is a method that was only used in ancient Siam at that time. Is this kind of thing still used in modern boxing matches?

"He was afraid of hitting me in the eye." Meng Yan remembered the expression of fear after the bullet.

The coach also said, "Shan Tichai's shouting from below is really loud. The two of them are not from the same club, nor did they come from the same school. Then what kind of master does he mention?"

In Thai, Master is Azan.

He suddenly felt cold.

And the other coach seemed to have thought of something, and felt uncomfortable all over, "It won't have anything to do with Aji's death."

"Don't think about it, go back and report the situation to the boss. Fortunately, Ah Tian's skill is good and nothing happened, otherwise..."

Everyone rushed towards the club all the way, and the Nightmare team on the other side also suffered a lot.

Zhao Jinfeng looked at Goupao's signature and said silently, "Meng Yan doesn't look very smart."

"What's wrong with the captain." Ivan scratched his head, "Could it be that he lost his memory?"

"The person next to him looks a bit like Ruishen." Lin Manshu recalled the scene at that time, and there was indeed a fair-skinned man leaning aside with a half-smile.

"It can be confirmed that the captain is still alive." Mo Jiahe breathed a sigh of relief. "After finishing this dungeon, just take him back. This is not a safe world."

Everyone agrees with that.

Just now, their tattoos reacted.

There is definitely something unclean in this boxing ring.