At midnight, the boxing match officially began.

Following the sound of a bell, the host, still dressed in a bright red suit, ascended the arena.

This time, he didn't overly embellish the atmosphere but simply stated,

"I declare, the arena fighting competition now begins."

The atmosphere on site was terribly quiet, yet not the deliberately cold kind of silence.

All the people held their breath, enduring their pounding hearts, as they watched the stage.

The air seemed to have stopped flowing, heavy as quicksilver.

A short and thin man from Sang Country slowly emerged from one of the VIP boxes.

He was draped in a black cloak that enveloped his entire body.

Upon seeing this man, everyone's eyes seemed ablaze with fire.

Wei Chengwu's face turned even darker, his eyes seemingly ready to devour someone.

This was the guy who had destroyed the Killing King's bones.

If not treated promptly, the Killing King might become paraplegic.

The short and thin man did not care about everyone's hateful eyes.

He leisurely made his way to the bottom of the arena.

However, just as the short and thin man was about to step onto the arena, he was stopped by the host.

"Excuse me, sir, you are not the arena champion, please wait a moment."

The host in the red suit seemed to have turned into a robot.

His exaggerated, comedic demeanor was gone, as if he had become another person.

The short and thin man's eyebrows slanted sharply upward:

"According to your rules, I am the victor from last night; of course, I am the arena champion."

The host in the red suit's legs trembled slightly.

He was clearly afraid of the short and thin man.

Yet, his hand resolutely blocked the short and thin man.

"Sorry, this is Huaxia's turf."

"At no time, can a martial artist from another country take over and act as the arena champion here."

The short and thin man caught the implication in his words and sneered suddenly,

"Whose rule is that?"

The host's face turned pale, his legs shaking, yet he still held his head high,

"This is the rule of all Huaxia people."

Smack!

Before he could finish speaking, his cheek was struck by the short and thin man.

The host staggered backward, his teeth flying out.

The host covered his face, his entire face contorted with pain,

"Even if you kill me, I'll still say the same!"

The short and thin man sneered, "You think I don't dare?"

As he spoke, he lunged forward again.

All the spectators erupted in noise, with numerous people shouting reprimands.

The sneer at the corner of the short and thin man's mouth deepened.

He pounced on the host like a whirlwind.

Roar!

Just then, a formidable and valiant big man emerged from behind the host.

He stood in front of the host,

His eyes, as large as copper bells, stared at the short and thin man.

"Your opponent is me. What skill is there in bullying ordinary people?"

Mad Blade!

The short and thin man felt the overwhelmingly explosive Essence Qi from the man before him.

A momentum as overwhelming as a landslide rushed towards him, making him slightly taken aback.

Nevertheless, after a closer look, the short and thin man scoffed disdainfully,

"An ant who just stepped into Transforming Energy, daring to challenge me, overestimating your abilities!"

Mad Blade, uninterested in engaging further, turned to the host and gave him a thumbs up.

"Brother, well done."

"In a while, I'll knock down all of his teeth for you!"

The host laughed heartily, "That won't be easy, but thank you, big brother, please go onto the arena."

Mad Blade nodded, snorted through his nose, and stepped onto the arena step by step.

The host didn't know Mad Blade's background, only that he was reinforcements called by the boss.

Not knowing how else to introduce him, he said a few words and then invited the short and thin man onto the arena.

Last night's final arena battle is still fresh in everyone's memory, characterized by the short and thin man's bloody and brutal methods.

All the guests were talking about it.

"It's that demon again, the big man is in danger."

"Ah, I really can't imagine what will happen next."

"The big man is quite sturdy, I have confidence in him."

"Ah, can he even be more robust than the Killing King? Even the Killing King..."

"Pah, there I go again, jinxing it with my crow's mouth."

...

The guests were all worriedly looking at Mad Blade.

After all, in terms of size, Mad Blade was a notch smaller compared to the Killing King.

In the Zhonghai underground Black Fist circle, the Killing King is regarded as the top expert.

If even the Killing King had fallen, what skills could the big man possess to defeat the short and thin man?

The short and thin man took off his cloak, revealing a Taoist robe underneath.

He was flexing his fingers, and his joints were emitting a buzzing sound like metal clashing.

His skill in close-quarters grappling was indeed formidable.

In the VIP box, Three Swords was somewhat worried.

"I believe this fellow is at least at the Transforming Energy Earth Grade of realm, can Mad Blade handle him?"

"This is the first bout, we can only win, not lose."

Xiao Xuanya shared the same doubts, and both looked towards Yang Fei.

Yang Fei chuckled.

"Don't worry, I know my brother."

"The Fist Technique taught by Uncle Fuu is definitely extraordinary; just wait and watch the exciting show."

While they were talking, the decisive battle on the arena had already begun.

Mad Blade roared, and the air thundered ominously.

He threw a Bow Stance Straight Punch, smashing towards the short and thin man's head.

This move was identical to the Killing King's Straight Punch attack from last night.

And the short and thin man also grabbed Mad Blade's wrist in the same fashion, and his Essence Qi surged wildly, looking extremely fierce.

Mad Blade's punch instantly froze mid-air.

Everyone screamed in shock.

Last night, the Killing King had exerted all his strength and still hadn't been able to subdue the short and thin man.

One could only imagine, what terrifying strength was concealed within this slight body?

Was the tragedy of the Killing King going to repeat itself?

The short and thin man's lips curled into a sinister smile.

His technique of dislocating joints also originated from Huaxia.

No matter how powerful a Martial Arts Master was, once their joint was locked by him, escaping unscathed was almost impossible.

Mad Blade nonchalantly watched the short and thin man.

His arm was likewise gradually twisted back by the short and thin man.

The next second, Mad Blade's arm, like a slippery eel, slipped from the short and thin man's grip.

The short and thin man was stunned, his mouth agape.

He had never seen such a bizarre scene before.

Mad Blade's arm suddenly seemed boneless.

Bang!

While he was shocked,

Mad Blade's fist, like a giant iron hammer, smashed directly onto his left cheek.

The short and thin man's body flew like a bundle of dry sticks,

traveling in an arc through the air and crashing heavily onto the ring ropes.

Two or three of his teeth on the left side fell out.

And the flesh on his left cheek was smashed into pulp by Mad Blade's punch.

In the stands, the whole audience erupted in cheers; someone popped a champagne cork, spraying it everywhere.

"Haha, well hit; the expert has made his move."

"Damn, that's satisfying; that'll teach you to underestimate us Huaxia people."

...

In the VIP box, Yang Fei was clapping and laughing loudly.

"Damn, that's exhilarating. Mad Blade, the lad, can also play dirty. Was that the Golden Snake Silk Hand Technique?"

On the arena, Mad Blade did not pursue further and stood his ground, his face full of scorn.

"That's all the skill you have, and you still want to run amok in a Huaxia arena? You guys are utterly weak!"

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