The root of disaster

On the right side of Wang Bing is the elevator room.

This is the only passage leading to the boxing ring below.

After entering the elevator, as soon as Wang Bing pressed the elevator button, there was the sound of rapid footsteps not far away, and a figure hurried towards this direction.

After seeing that the visitor was going to the strange place, Wang Bing also subconsciously pressed the elevator door control button and opened the elevator door that was about to close again.

"grateful!"

The person who came in was wearing glasses and looked gentle and quiet.

He was wearing a business shirt and a gray tie, giving him the feeling of a business elite.

Wang Bing was slightly surprised when he looked at the man in front of him. Isn't this guy Shen Chong?

That's right! The person standing next to Wang Bing is the bane of the Four Mad Men in the future.

Why is this guy here? Shouldn't he be teaching at a university...

For a time, countless thoughts flooded into Wang Bing's mind.

To be honest, meeting Shen Chong in the black boxing ring was something he had never imagined.

Ding!

The elevator quickly reached the bottom floor.

As the elevator door slowly opened, a double-open iron door appeared in front of Wang Bing, and two bald men stood in front of the door.

This is the third check.

After a series of inspections, the two big men in front of them handed Wang Bing and Shen Chong a number plate each.

According to the rules here, this number plate needs to be worn at all times unless you leave here.

After putting away the number plate, one of the bald men pushed the door open and motioned for Wang Bing and Shen to rush in.

"Eh!"

Shen Chong looked helpless, and after a long sigh he said: "Really, the inspection here is really strict... Hello, my name is Shen Chong, what do you call me brother?"

"My surname is Liu, you can just call me Liu. As for the name...it's not convenient to reveal it!" Wang Bing subconsciously said a surname, intending to fool this guy.

Before passing the third level of the Four Meditations and Eight Concentrations, Wang did not intend to have any contact with the Four Madnesses.

"All right……"

Shen Chong shrugged and asked: "Then...Mr. Liu, are you going to play or just observe?"

Wang Bing glanced at Shen Chong, and the two quickly walked out of the stairs.

This is the last checkpoint, where they can determine the purpose of their visit, whether to compete on the field or sit down and watch.

"What about you?" Wang Bing asked.

Shen Chong smiled slightly, but this smile was a little weird, "Of course...he's on stage!"

After saying that, he handed his number plate to the staff. After making it clear that he wanted to play, the staff registered his information on the counter and signaled Shen to walk through the left aisle.

Wang didn't say much. He took out his number plate and said, "Watch and see!"

After the staff took it over and performed some operations on the computer, they returned the number plate to Wang Bing and signaled Wang Bing to take the aisle on the right.

The aisles for the player seats and the aisles for the audience seats are separate.

Wang Bing already knew this through the rats wandering in the ventilation ducts.

"Good luck!"

After saying these words, Wang Bing turned around and walked towards the passage on the right.

Shen Chong behind him was slightly startled, a little surprised by Wang Bing's behavior just now, but he didn't think much about it, maybe it was just a polite comment...

Thinking of this, Shen Chong turned around and entered the left passage.

This floor is relatively quiet, and the venue is very spacious. In the center is a venue that is almost the size of two basketball courts. Surrounded by a circle of stepped seats, there are about hundreds of seats. Above and behind the seats is another A box for one.

At this moment, there are only dozens of people sitting in the boxing ring, but what is certain is that the people sitting here are all strangers.

boom!

An explosion came from the center, attracting Wang Bing's attention.

On the field, one of them was wearing sportswear and had an extremely strong physique; while the other one had slightly dark skin, a bandage on his forearm, a Southeast Asian face, and his stance should be that of a Muay Thai boxer.

Could it be that he came from Yiren Village?

Wang Bing muttered in a low voice, "Why do Thai guys come here to boxing..."

The middle-aged man on the side said calmly: "This is a bet. The two people on the field are thugs invited by the people in the box. The two parties agreed to rely on this game to resolve the previous disputes..."

Wang Bing tilted his head slightly. After confirming that this middle-aged man was trying to explain his doubts, he nodded slightly and thanked him, "I always feel that this is a bit similar to some scenes in novels... Two local snakes are fighting for power in the ring...

"

"That's true!"

The middle-aged man did not refute. He kept staring at the fighting on the field and said, "It's just that this is a kind of liberation for us people..."

"Um!"

Wang Bing nodded, his words were correct. Although the number of aliens was small, their individual abilities were strong.

This kind of strength that surpasses ordinary people often affects the fighting spirit of strangers.

This is also the reason why those people in the circle are constantly fighting for life and death.

The emergence of this black boxing ring provides them with a paradise to release their natural instincts. As long as you take the field here, you can beat the opponent to death without any scruples...

On the field, the Thai guy was naked from the upper body at the moment, and his dark skin matched with the knuckled muscles all over his body, making him look very powerful.

Especially the calluses on his elbows and knees showed his hard work to everyone present.

The opponent of this Thai guy is a middle-aged man wearing sportswear. It is worth noting that the bones and joints of his hands are abnormally thick.

"This hand..."

Wang Bing only read some classics when he was practicing, and some people were very accomplished in fingering...

"That one is from Yanwu Hall... Oh, no! Now it's time to call him Zhen Hui!" the middle-aged man explained.

Yes! It’s Yanwu Hall!

Yanwutang is a sect based on martial arts. This sect is good at deducing and perfecting various basic martial arts...

Before the Jiashen Rebellion, Yanwutang was somewhat famous in the circle.

Common martial arts such as Bajiquan and Xingyiquan have been perfected by Yan Wu Tang.

It's just that the Jiashen Rebellion and Zhang Huaiyi's incident directly damaged the vitality of this sect, and it had to merge with the three sects of Natural Sect, Yiqiliu, and Huangmen Sancai.

After these four sects have been integrated into one in recent years, they have become a big sect that cannot be ignored in the circle.

The middle-aged man in sportswear in front of me must have been hired from the Truth-Seeking Association.

At this moment, in the center of the field, the Thai guy suddenly rushed towards the middle-aged man. A high-speed straight punch left an afterimage in the air and hit the middle-aged man's face with a blast of air.

The muscles on the Thai man's right leg were tight, and blood vessels could be faintly seen bulging on it.

It was obvious that this Thai man's right leg was in the stage of accumulating strength, and he might have given the middle-aged man a knee after he got close.

Facing this high-speed punch, the middle-aged man looked unusually calm. He stepped forward with his left foot, leaned his center of gravity forward, and the energy around him instantly focused on his upper body.

Click!

The middle-aged man's kick directly made a groove in the steel floor, driving the Thai guy who was constantly approaching him. The middle-aged man's body suddenly exerted force, and his whole body was like a cannonball, exploding towards the Thai guy.

Shoot away.

Seeing that the two sides were getting closer and closer, and when they were about one step away, the Thai guy suddenly raised his right knee and hit the middle-aged man.

Unfortunately, this extremely fast knee strike was held down by a thick palm. Before the Thai guy could react, the middle-aged man's left shoulder had already hit his chest.

Bah!

The second uncle of Yan Wu Tang has not yet given a clear explanation, so my setting here is that Yan Wu Tang is a place where all major basic martial arts are deduced, perfected and developed. It has a bit of a martial arts school meaning in it.
Chapter completed!