take father as heaven

That was Murong Yan's fourth game.

He entered the field on time, and then found that the opponent had not yet arrived.After waiting patiently for more than ten minutes, there was still no one on the other side. The preliminary round had already reached the middle stage, and it was impossible for someone to not find the field like the first round.

Just when Murong Yan thought that the opponent had given up the game, suddenly someone came in from the outside.

The moment Murong Yan raised his head, he didn't give priority to notice the other person's appearance. Instead, his first sight fell on the obsidian earring on the other's left ear, with a beautiful rose pattern.

The next moment, Murong Yan raised the corners of his mouth and smiled. "Is this fate?"

The other party didn't speak, but looked at him viciously, as if he had an unshakable hatred.

The fight started without saying a word, because in a fight yesterday, both of them had a rough evaluation of each other. It stands to reason that the two of them would test each other at first, and then slowly release their strength. It is not easy to tell the winner between brothers.

It's a pity that Murong Yan has an existence that is different from common sense. When they fought yesterday, Murong Yan may not have deliberately remembered the opponent's punching rules and attack characteristics, but beside him there is a Sig who has an unforgettable memory. Almost after returning, Seeger immediately formulated a set of moves specifically to restrain the opponent.

Several people who even called for bayonets took turns to practice with each other, and the training intensity was astonishingly high.Murong Yan didn't want to carefully guess that Sig was deliberately teaching him in this way, but when he was tortured to the limit, he still couldn't help thinking, that bastard must have done it on purpose!

But how resentful and unwilling he was before he fainted from exhaustion yesterday, when he was on the field, he was indeed extremely confident and sure to win, and every routine of the opponent was within his expectations.

A complete victory was almost a sure thing, and Murong Yan won with ease amidst the more surprised expression on the opponent's face.

At the end of the game, neither of them left the arena immediately.

"what's your name?"

After pondering for a while, he still gave his pseudonym. "Kihiko."

No matter whether the surname Murong is in the Federation or the Demon Realm, it is as thunderous and earth-shattering, so he has to be careful.

"I am Darkfire."

This time Murong Yan raised his eyebrows in surprise, he had heard the name Dark Fire before.

During the period when he and Sig went to rob, Sig briefly introduced the distribution of black forces in Disa, and this guy, Dark Fire, was one of the best, and his organization was the largest force in Disa.

Don't worry about Murong Yan's narrow-mindedness, he has seen too many narrow-mindedness, especially when he is a guy with a little background.

"What? You want someone to do me?"

Dark Fire raised the corners of his mouth and smiled wickedly, his originally handsome face looked inexplicably evil.

"I'm not so narrow-minded, I think you're pretty good at it."

"You're welcome, you're not simple either."

"Are you interested in black boxing?" Dark Fire asked suddenly.

Murong Yan hesitated for a moment, he had heard of such underground activities when he was in the Federation.

Seeing Murong Yan's hesitation, An Huo didn't directly ask for his answer, but instead threw a business card over. "I've made up my mind to come here and find me."

When Murong Yan came out of the arena, Seeger was still leaning against the wall outside the door as usual, with his head slightly lowered, as if he didn't care about everything, but he was always in a match every time he played. , personally accompanied him to the field, and waited patiently outside the field, Murong Yan suddenly hooked his mouth, in fact, Sig is also a guy who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside.

So he walked over with big strides, hooked his neck, and Seager abnormally didn't slap his hand off directly.

The two walked out of the arena shoulder to shoulder, on the way Murong Yan repeated the words of the dark fire to Sig, Sig did not speak, but Murong Yan couldn't hold back.

"what do you think?"

Sig glanced at him and asked back. "What do you think?"

"Well, now that we have more people, the cost of food and lodging is higher. Although the guys with bayonets are quite professional in robbery, it is also a good thing to have one more income. It is said that black boxing makes money very quickly."

Seeger was noncommittal, and continued to walk forward in silence. Murong Yan pressed his elbow against his chest, smiling with a deep meaning.

"Okay, stop pretending. Do you think I don't know that this is part of your plan? There are so many people on the street, you just let me beat the dark fire, deliberately attract his attention, show my strength, and create trouble. Don't you just want to get his recommendation if you don't know each other?"

Sig stopped and looked at Murong Yan, his tone was still neither salty nor weak. "The choice is yours."

"How dare I waste all your painstaking efforts."

In fact, after Sig took him out and came back, the bayonet group found out the details of that person and told him privately, and guessed the meaning of Sig's move by the way.After all, he is not from the military department, even if he is Murong Yan's master, he still cannot gain the full trust of the bayonet.

In addition to the news of the bayonet, he will also add some of his own analysis, such as the underground boxing fight that Dark Fire and his group likes to participate in, which is not organized by any of them.

It is said that the history of the Black Fist is quite long, and I don’t know who organized it. Almost every city in the Demon Realm has such an event in private. It will be held once a month, but not everyone can participate , Newcomers must be recommended by old members to join.

Murong Yan thought about it for a while, and decided to accept the invitation. Although there were still many unknown details about the black boxing that could not be found, Murong Yan chose to believe in Sig.

Dark Fire's style of acting is very vigorous and decisive. After he agreed, the two immediately made a verbal agreement, and then he ordered someone to draft a black boxing agreement. Murong Yan will be a boxer under the name of Dark Fire in the future Join a circle.

The time for the competition is at the end of each month, and there is still more than a week before now, so there is no need to rush, Murong Yan calmed down and prepared for the competition instead.

There were no exceptions in the following games, almost all of which were passed easily.When the preliminaries ended, Murong Yan was the first to pass the preliminaries with a good score of ten victories.

The remaining players will be divided by a record of more than eight wins, and there will be a round of rematch.

Those who win directly pass the preliminaries and can participate in the semi-finals.Murong Yan didn't know how many people there were in the semi-finals, but he often browsed the optical brain, so he didn't know completely, his eyes went dark.

The public commented that the guys who can enter the semi-finals are usually selected one out of ten. Disa City is considered a small town in the middle and lower levels in the Demon Realm, and there are several people participating in the competition. In this way, there are hundreds of people in the semi-finals.

However, the venue for the rematch will be changed. It will no longer be a small underground venue, but a large and spacious venue on the ground, and tickets will be sold in advance before each match, so that interested guys can watch it on the spot.

In fact, after the preliminary competition, everyone still counted on the optical brain, and even selected a few masters who had a special chance to win the final honor. Just confused.

Don't ask why, you probably feel dizzy when you see the arrangement of numbers on a screen.

Murong Yan felt this way, and after a quick glance, he found his own number among a bunch of numbers, 12268949, which was common and familiar, but represented his identity.

Recently, Seeger's training direction has changed again. The rematch is more formal, and only two games are arranged every day. It is probably to charge a lot. It is not like the previous preliminaries. Dozens of games are completed in one day.

But that's fine, the rematch is a higher level game after all, on the day of the first match, Seager bought two tickets and brought Murong Yan to the scene to feel the atmosphere.

The positions of Murong Yan and Seeger are not too far ahead, and the five rows in front have a better view, so the price is also the most expensive.Fortunately, their perception is very strong, as long as they are in the arena, no matter how far away they are, they can still see clearly without any effort.

The two guys who participated in the competition have already prepared before the game on the field, and Seager talked to him about the basic information of the two players with his head sideways and low. "That 34467783 is a guy who is good at fast punches, and his punches are fast, precise and ruthless. 19912451's attack routines are based on viciousness, and he likes to use black hands the most."

Murong Yan listened intently, then nodded cautiously.

Seeing that Murong Yan listened to his introduction seriously, Seeger nodded in satisfaction.

Afterwards, Murong Yan took a closer look at the two players off the court. After studying for a long time, he turned his head and asked Seager.

"Who is 34467783?"

Seeger couldn't help but twitched twice at the corner of his mouth, and simply turned his head away, choosing to ignore it.

Murong Yan was also aware of Seeger's displeasure, and even more aware of the question he asked, so he asked in a different way.

"Who is 19912451?"

The corners of Sig's mouth twitched again, and even his fingers twitched a little.

Then he said through gritted teeth. "Shut up."

No matter how dull Murong Yan was, he should have known that Sieg was on the verge of rage, but he still asked another question without fear of death.

"How did you tell them apart?"

Seeger's fist suddenly made a rattling sound, and Murong Yan hurriedly pointed to the track. "here we go!"