Chapter 362: Muay Thai Warrior

Chapter 363 Muay Thai Warrior

The young man sitting in the front row was in his early twenties. Next to him was an old man who was about sixty years old. His hair was black and white and he was wearing a black Tang suit. The whole person felt as calm as a rock.

Qin Tong frowned, his expression a little unnatural, "The big young man usually doesn't come to sit in the Black Boxing arena?"

The other juniors of the Zhuo family also looked from a distance, "So handsome."

Even Zhuo Shanshan showed a hint of surprise, but the surprise in his eyes disappeared immediately, no matter how handsome, he couldn't compare with Xiao Fan's brother next to him.

Zhuo Bufan naturally saw the young man and the old man, and frowned slightly. When he was in Xifeng Town, he had seen these two people.

"That's the eldest son of the Qin family, he's so handsome?" said a junior girl in the Zhuo family.

"Of course, the eldest son is the first heir of our Qin family in the future, and his strength has already broken through the dark power, and he is the first person in our Qin family." Qin Yun's face was red with complacency.

Although Qin Tong was a little jealous, he couldn't help showing his yearning.

Zhuo Fang and Zhuo Shuai both sighed as they watched Qin Shao sitting in front of them. The eldest son of the Qin family is only two or three years older than them. He is in his early twenties this year, but they usually come into contact with big people, who are on the front line of Qingzhou. Brother son.

Zhuo Fang can only be regarded as a quasi-first line in Qingzhou, plus the difference in family level, there is no comparison at all.

"It seems that there is a warrior who is going to compete today, so the eldest son came to sit in." Qin Tong guessed that it was a mess.

The arena is a high cement platform built by ten times ten. It is all built with reinforced cement and steel bars. It is extremely strong. There are also four black and heavy iron pillars in the square, which are connected in series with iron chains, giving people a kind of coldness. The smell of iron and blood.

At this time, the two boxers in shorts on the ring were fighting fiercely. They were not wearing any protective gear. The boxer in red shorts hit the bridge of the opponent’s nose in black shorts. In an instant, the entire bridge of the nose collapsed and blood flowed. The audience in the audience watched with enthusiasm and roared loudly.

It’s the first time like Zhuo Shuai and the others to see a black boxing match, and they were a little frustrated when they saw this situation. This is black boxing. It is too cruel and real. It is separated from those on the TV who punched and was separated by the referee The game is not the same at all.

"Xiao Fan, it's scary." Zhuo Shanshan frowned, her two white tender hands tightly holding Zhuo Bufan's arms.

Zhuo Ming and Zhuo Shuai both watched with gusto and enthusiasm. Zhuo Bufan glanced lightly, as if he saw two kindergarten children playing together.

The player in the red shorts attacked as intense as a torrential rain, and finally fell the enemy to the ground, but his face was full of bruises. When everyone thought he had won, who knew that the player in the red shorts rode to the ground. On the opponent's body, the arms were wrapped around the opponent's neck, and he twisted hard to directly destroy the opponent.

"what!"

Zhuo Shanshan was so scared that she was blindfolded, and the other girls were so scared that their faces were pale.

"Also... can you kill?" Zhuo Shuai's face was blank.

"To win a boxing match is at least a few million in prize money, so you must be prepared for death if you dare to stand in the black boxing arena, and life and death depends on fate and wealth." Qin Tong said no wonder.

"Brother Xiao Fan, I want to go to the bathroom." Zhuo Shanshan turned pale.

Zhuo Bufan said, "I will accompany you."

"Girl Shanshan, I'll take you, Young Master Xiao Er, you don't know the way here." Qin Tong suddenly stood up kindly.

Zhuo Bufan nodded.

Walking to the hallway of the toilet, suddenly a man in his early thirties with short hair, dark skin, and a little ugly stood there. He saw Zhuo Shanshan, who was all over the country, with a look of greed in his eyes, "Beauty , Get to know, my name is Song Tao, and I am a boxer in the boxing arena."

The pronunciation is extremely non-standard, it should not be Lan Guoren.

"Not interested in getting away." Zhuo Shanshan frowned.

"Mr. Songtao, this is my friend, you are about to compete soon, so..." Qin Tong said suddenly.

Song Tao chuckled and said: "It's a pity, there is no way to know such a beautiful beauty."

After going to the bathroom and returning, Zhuo Bufan saw that Zhuo Shanshan's face was not very good, and thought he was scared when he saw a murder in the ring just now.

Qin Tong said, "Miss Shanshan, that Song Tao was a player in our boxing arena just now. I have told him that you are my friend and he will not harass you anymore."

"Song Tao?" Qin Yun frowned and said, "That guy is a boxer from Xiang Guo, but he is very lustful, Shanshan girl, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Zhuo Shanshan shook her head and said.

Zhuo Bufan frowned, someone bullied his sister?

Seeing Brother Xiao Fan frowning, Zhuo Shanshan shook his arm and said: "Brother Xiao Fan, I'm fine, don't worry."

"Yeah." Zhuo Bufan smiled faintly, but a cold light flashed through his eyes.

After a break for about ten minutes, the host stepped onto the ring and began to introduce:

"The next player from Xiangguo, Song Tao, is 30 years old this year. He has participated in 56 competitions, won 50 times and lost 6 times, and his explosive power is amazing."

"The other is one of the safflower double sticks from the "Fire Tiger Gang", Meng Hansen, who is good at close-range combat, with amazing speed and power."

Zhuo Bufan's gaze fell on Song Tao, wearing a pair of white shorts, barefoot, covered in bronze skin, tied with red armbands, headbands, and a one-meter-high ring. He jumped easily and stood up.

On the other side was a man wearing a black tunic with a ponytail, as cold as a sharp blade, with gloomy eyes.

"Meng Hansen of the Fire Tiger Gang, I have heard of his name. I heard that the boss of the Fire Tiger Gang is so good now. It is all the credit of this Meng Hansen. He once singled out another gang for 30 years. Personally, hit the opponent all on the ground." Zhuo Shuai opened his mouth in surprise.

"Did that person bully Sister Shanshan just now?" Zhuo Ming frowned, clenched his fists and said, "I hope he will be beaten to the ground later."

The host leaves the ring. There are no rules for black boxing. Except for weapons, you can win if you kill the opponent or the opponent surrenders. Meng Hansen has been with some Lan Guo martial arts masters since he was young. The fighting skills of the fire tiger gang have laid half of the country, and the strength is evident.

Meng Hansen directly launched an attack, extremely fast, the angle of his punches was tough, ruthless, accurate, and fast. It seemed that every move would take the opponent's life. In the black boxing match, either you die or I live, and there is no hand left at all.

The instant explosive power of Muay Thai boxing is very fierce, and Meng Hansen probably wants to end the fight as soon as possible, so that the opponent cannot react.

Most Muay Thai attacks use elbows and knees. Songtao's fists and calves are tied with white bandages. Facing the opponent's attack like a gust of wind and rain, he retreats steadily, as if he is about to lose.