The Southern Federation has a longstanding gladiator culture, and in modern times, underground boxing matches in the seedy underworld have become even more popular.

Li Feng once witnessed some underground fighters on Paradise Island of the Kang Family in the Southeast Continent. Although the underground boxing matches in the Southeast Continent are considered famous, their scale and formality greatly pale in comparison to those of the Federation's underground fights.

If one must compare, it's the difference between professional and amateur levels.

The biggest difference between underground boxing matches and formal boxing is that underground matches are more intense and passionate, yet also more lawless. Losing a match often means death; only the victors can step on the bodies of the defeated to reach the end.

And those who reach the end will gain the Blood Crown, becoming the king of gladiators.

However, the battle for the Blood Crown is far more brutal than one could imagine, because once you obtain the Blood Crown, there is no possibility of relinquishing it; losing the crown means death.

Since the inception of these underground matches, the Blood Crown has never stayed on one person's head for more than three months.

Because these underground matches are not legitimate boxing, each match has a fixed game arrangement. Basically, winning ten consecutive matches in underground boxing gives one the right to challenge for the Blood Crown, and the holder of the Blood Crown must unconditionally accept the challenge.

This rule is extremely cruel and harsh.

This kind of underground match is a life-and-death struggle, and injuries are normal. But according to this rule, once you possess the Blood Crown, you will face endless challenges. As long as you're injured, it will accumulate continuously until you finally die in battle and the Blood Crown is taken by someone else.

Achilles is the only ruthless person in the history of these underground matches to have worn the Blood Crown for three years, and his prowess is almost worshipped, even causing despair among challengers.

Any challenger appears as insignificant as an ant before Achilles. No one can injure him, not even slightly.

Other fighters have countless scars, yet Achilles remains unscathed.

He is like that War God from ancient myths, seemingly invulnerable.

"That Dragon King is finished; he's up against Achilles, the indisputable War God. I've seen his matches; Achilles is as powerful as the mythological War God, simply invincible."

These young masters of the Federation families have time and money on their hands, naturally seeking thrills, which has also fueled the popularity of underground matches.

They have all witnessed the unmatched might of Achilles.

Even those who are not superstitious have searched far and wide for strong opponents to challenge the holder of the Blood Crown.

Among them were powerful warriors, vicious criminals, the most ruthless felons from maximum-security prisons, and even assassins from the assassin list were not spared.

But in the end, everyone fell at his feet.

The onlookers all glanced sympathetically at the so-called Dragon King, even though he had some notoriety, such as being called the king of mercenaries and War God.

However, in the eyes of these family heirs, mercenaries are just a bunch of War Hyenas, war-crazed people fighting for money.

Perhaps they are good at war, but in a one-on-one gladiatorial match?

Ha.

"Achilles, this guy from Yan Country is yours to deal with." Ares gave Achilles a glance, then swiftly turned and retreated, others following suit, creating enough space.

Of course, they were also afraid of getting injured by accident.

Li Feng listened to the surrounding people talk about Achilles, his mouth curling into a cold smile, while Zhu Jun beside him seemed a bit worried.

"Li Feng, this Achilles sounds formidable, you better be careful."

"Leave it to me, you all back away."

Said Li Feng.

Achilles was quite handsome, with the standard Federation hunk's face. If it weren't for people's boasting, one might mistake him for a movie star, rather than a War God of the boxing ring.

"I know your Yan Country has Kung Fu, I wonder if you know it. Let me witness it, I'll just stand here and let you attack for three minutes."

"What did this guy say?" The bodyguard behind Zhu Jun didn't understand the Federation's language, so he asked.

"He said he's going to experience our country's Kung Fu first and claimed he's going to stand still and let you attack for three minutes?"

"Three minutes, not three moves?"

"Well... maybe the Federation folks don't quite grasp our idioms, perhaps he means three moves?"

Li Feng glanced at Achilles, and couldn't help but smile.

"If I make a move, you won't even have a chance to retaliate."

What Li Feng said was quite boastful.

Ares and others heard it and burst into laughter.

Achilles looked at Li Feng, who was still "being stubborn": "Oh."

"Alright then, I was going to let you live a few minutes longer, but since you're eager to meet God." Achilles had no intention of bantering with Li Feng. Since Li Feng wouldn't make the first move, he wouldn't be polite anymore.

In his view, getting him to deal with someone from Yan Country was simply a waste of time and energy.

Only, the opponent was the Dragon King.

Achilles was interested because of that.

He had been invincible for a long time, and sometimes invincibility can be truly lonely, while Li Feng, the Dragon King, had quite a presence in the Federation and could be said to be the most notable person from Yan Country.

The opponent was strong, so he came.

Hopefully, he wouldn't be too disappointed.

After Achilles finished speaking, he suddenly sprang up, causing a whistling sound to ring through the air.

"Hiss."

There was almost no time to blink; even as Achilles' voice still echoed in the ear, his form appeared in front of Li Feng.

One punch.

This punch was like a comet, reminiscent of Sagittarius Seiya's Comet Punch; the air even heated up from the friction, the force rushing directly at Li Feng's face.

With his sharp Five Senses, Li Feng naturally sensed Achilles' movement. Just before the fist could hit his face, he reached out to block it.

The force of the punch was like a flood bursting the dam, violently rushing in. Li Feng felt this immense strength, his feet splitting apart into an Iron Bridge Horse stance, channeling the power through his muscles down to the ground tiles.

Crack.

The tiles beneath Li Feng's feet instantly cracked like a spider web.

Li Feng looked up, locking eyes with Achilles, both showing traces of surprise in their gazes.

This guy was even stronger than expected.

His speed was extraordinary, and his strength was like that of a bull; something was strange about his body.

"Oh."

Achilles didn't expect Li Feng to block his punch. Although it wasn't his full strength, it was enough to surprise him.

In the next second.

Achilles' eyes brimmed with overflowing battle spirit; Li Feng naturally refused to back down, unexpectedly encountering such a formidable fighter in the Federation.

"Young Master, there's something off about this Achilles."

At this moment, An Xi's voice came through the earpiece.

"He's not a normal human, likely a genetic mutant."

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