Chapter 13

The next day, Tang Ze went to Dihao boxing hall by bus. Junlang's face attracted the attention of the girls next to him. After Tang Ze got off the bus, the girls didn't forget to take a more look.

Dihao boxing hall is also famous in domestic MMA competitions. It is also a fierce general. Among them, Duan Kang, the 19th expert in Shushan Jue, is also known as the destroyer. It has a ruthless way of boxing and directly Ko opponents for many times.

In the "attacking warrior" competition, the top ten occupied three seats.

More importantly, there is a player on the hero list.

Tang Ze looked at the stadium in front of him and thought it was a professional boxing hall. It felt very formal.

Walking up the steps, Tang Ze saw a little sister standing at the door.

"Mr. Tang, you are more handsome than the picture." the little sister smiled when she saw Tang Zejiao coming.

Tang Ze was a little embarrassed: "you are also very beautiful."

"Mr. Tang is really talkative. Are you free this evening?"

"I'm not free. I have to train."

The little sister smiled sadly. It was rare to take the initiative, but she was severely rejected.

"Why don't we get down to business?" Tang Ze suggested. He didn't want to waste time standing at the door with a girl.

The young lady nodded, "Mr. Tang, please follow me."

I have to say that my little sister has a good figure. She twists in front of Tang Ze. Her peach hips are very sexy.

But Tang Ze looked at the surrounding facilities. There was an octagonal cage for formal competition in the center, and there were some training equipment around. At this time, someone was also training.

The next room is also very large. Basically, there is a challenge arena training equipment.

"Mr. Tang, there are 15 contracted players in Dihao boxing hall. You should know Duan Kang. He ranks 13th in Shushan Jue. The octagonal cage below is where he trains. With Mr. Tang's strength, he should be able to train alone." the young lady said and looked at the room aside. There was a strong man training in it.

Tang Ze nodded. It seems that strength is king here.

"I heard that there is another player on the hero list in your boxing hall?"

"Yes, Shen Yuanwu also plays games in Hong Kong."

Tang Ze wanted to compete with him: "where are we going?"

"Go and see the manager first."

"OK."

Soon, the little sister took Tang Ze to the side of the square octagonal cage. A fat man sat watching the training with a cigarette. He was wearing a wide white shirt. His sweat had wet his chest and his stomach seemed to crack.

"Manager Wang, people are coming."

Wang Li turned to take a look, put out the cigarette, got up and said with a smile, "Mr. Tang, I didn't expect you to be so handsome."

"Where, manager Wang is more handsome than me." Tang Ze said with a smile. They shook hands, and the young lady turned her mouth and left.

"Ha ha, do you smoke?" Wang Li took out his cigarette and asked.

"No."

At this time, Duan Kang came out of the octagonal cage, his muscles were covered with sweat, and he felt a heat attack.

He was not polite at all. He took one out of the cigarette box and glanced at Tang Ze: "new."

"Yes, I did well in the amateur competition," said Wang Li with a smile.

Duan Kang took a deep breath and said, "amateur competition? Lao Wang, are we short of people in the boxing hall now? Are we going to find someone in the amateur competition?"

Wang Li smiled awkwardly. Duan Kang was the treasure of the boxing hall and had a good chance to enter the hero list. It's no exaggeration to call him a cash cow.

"Although Mr. Tang is an amateur, I think he has a professional level." Wang Li smiled and said.

Duan Kang took a deep breath of smoke, threw it on the ground, stepped out and asked, "how many years have you practiced?"

"Two years," Tang Ze replied.

Duan Kang disdained to smile: "what have you practiced?"

"Boxing, Sanda, jujitsu, Muay Thai, wrestling, taekwondo, karate and judo," Tang Ze said seriously.

Duan Kang was stunned and laughed sarcastically, "Lao Wang, you've found a decathlon."

Wang Li smiled awkwardly.

"Since Lao Wang asked you to come here, let's see your skills. Dong An, come here!" Duan Kang shouted to the man training not far away.

Dong an stopped training and ran towards Duan Kang: "what's the matter with brother Duan?"

"Go and teach the new couple a lesson," Duan Kang said faintly.

Dong an glanced at Wang Li next to him. Seeing that the manager had acquiesced, he shrugged: "well, it's me again."

"Let's go, amateur expert." Duan Kang sat down on the next chair and spread out his legs, looking very arrogant.

Tang Ze put down his backpack and took off his T-shirt to show his strong muscles.

"The muscles are well practiced." Duan Kang smiled after watching.

Wang Li walked beside Tang Ze and whispered, "Dong An is a fighter. He ranks 51 among the soldiers. His feet are fierce. Be careful yourself. It's really not good."

"It doesn't matter. I can try."

"Let's talk about it first. If something happens to you, the boxing hall won't be responsible."

"If anything happens to him, should I be responsible?" Tang Ze asked.

Duan Kang stretched out his arms and put them on the chair next to him. He said faintly, "it's not a small tone. I'll bear it if he has an accident. You don't have to be responsible."

Tang Ze didn't say anything. He put on his Fingerless Gloves and walked into the octagonal cage. He didn't even wear protective gear, while Dong an wore head protection.

"I've beaten a lot of people, but I haven't beaten such a handsome one. It's arrogant not to wear protective gear." Dong An said in a loud voice when he looked at Tang Ze who walked in, feeling provoked.

Tang Ze jumped and said, "I haven't been in the habit of wearing protective equipment since I began to study."

"This is the first time I've seen such a crazy amateur. It seems that you know what a professional player is!" Dong an hammered his fist and posed.

Wang Li worried that Tang Ze would be badly beaten and came to be the referee himself.

"That's it." Wang Li said to Dong An, but didn't say to Tang Ze.

Dong an just smiled grimly and didn't promise, but he wanted to teach him a lesson, at least let him lie in the hospital.

Newcomers have to teach a lesson before they know who is talking in this boxing hall.

"Start!"

Tang Ze stretched out his fist, but Dong an ignored it.

At this time, some players also appeared to watch the game and talked about it one after another.

"Brother Dong is teaching new people again."

"The new man is white, but he looks like a little white face."

"500 yuan bet that the newcomer will be Ko in one minute."

The people around immediately joined the gamble.

In the octagonal cage, Tang Ze locked his eyes on his opponent and moved his steps slightly. He felt that the other party was worthy of being a professional player, which was a bit better than those amateur players.

Suddenly, Dong'an swept and kicked, Tang Ze frowned slightly, and his leg muscles tightened.

A dull crack.

Tang Ze stubbornly took it down without frowning.

Duan Kang frowned as he sat watching the battle. Dong An is a Muay Thai master. He has great Kung Fu in his legs and can kick the steel pipe. This amateur actually doesn't hide.