Chinese martial arts! Grandmaster

Chapter 335 The King of Heavy Punches! 'Bloodthirsty' Francis

The atmosphere in the underground boxing arena of Suncity was absolutely electric.

Although many of the audience members came from the Middle East, Japan, South Korea, Southeast Asia, Europe and other places.

but,

This is Portugal, after all, a gambling city!
Therefore, the vast majority of the audience members were wealthy individuals from China.

"Good! We won! We've finally ruined your life."

"As expected of the 'King of War' who swept through the underground boxing scene in Southeast Asia, Xiao Rizi had no chance to fight back at all."

"Forty-five seconds! The 'War King' has unleashed his power."

"I've been feeling so stifled lately, and today I finally got some relief."

"After so long, we finally won one game, but unfortunately we bet too little."

"—"

Many viewers who had bet on Shintaro Kishi shook their heads and sighed in frustration.

During this period, Shintaro Kishi became very famous in the underground boxing ring at Sun City in Portugal.

but,

No one expected that he would be so easily defeated by the King of War's fist.

The War King's strength is indeed well-deserved.

It seems that the Siberian training camp has encountered a challenge at the underground boxing ring in the Portuguese Sun City.

Many Japanese and South Korean boxing fans stared in disbelief at Shintaro Kishi's miserable state in the octagon.

No one doubted Shintaro Kishi's abilities.

He has fought nine boxing matches during this period and has not lost a single one.

but,

He was badly beaten tonight!
The only explanation is that this 'war king' with camouflage painted on his face is much stronger than Shintaro Kishi.

at this time,

Liang Jinhao breathed a long sigh of relief as he watched the funds from the betting deal flow back into the bank.

Chen Jie wagered 500 million US dollars in the bet, and his investment was also substantial, almost using up all of his funds.

It took the combined investment of many of his friends to raise $300 million.

This boxing match was bet $800 million on outside betting.

How could Liang Jinhao not be nervous when managing such a large amount of external funds?
If Chen Jie loses, he and his entire family business will be finished.

this moment,
Seeing the funds flowing back in, Hao Shao finally relaxed.

It's risky, but it's incredibly profitable!

As expected of Brother Jie!
In less than a minute, he not only defeated Shintaro Hijima, but also made a fortune in betting on the sidelines.

Chen Jie won $500 million, and Liang Jinhao also won $300 million.

This kind of money-making speed is much faster than printing money.

The boxing match is over!

The boxing match results were announced over the loudspeaker.

Click——!
The iron mesh gate of the octagonal boxing ring was wide open.

Whoosh-!
The next moment, a figure suddenly rushed towards Chen Jie.

boom!
In an instant, the figure pushed off with its feet and sprinted forward like an arrow released from a bow.

He kicked the pillar at the entrance of the octagonal boxing ring's iron gate with his leg, using the force to propel himself forward.

Swish-!
Immediately afterwards, a figure kicked out at Chen Jie's center line.

It exerted its power suddenly, as swift as thunder.

Sneak attack!

That's right, it was a sneak attack!
The roster for the next boxing match has not yet been finalized, and no challenger has yet emerged.

At this time, the staff and doctors were busy carrying the injured Shintaro Kishi away, cleaning up the boxing ring, and wiping away the blood.

The figure followed the staff into the octagonal boxing ring and suddenly launched a ferocious attack on Chen Jie.

Like a king cobra emerging from its hole, fierce and venomous!

but,

How could Chen Jie, with his Refining Spirit Realm, possibly be ambushed by the other party?
He shifted his weight and then threw a straight punch forward.

Fast, accurate and ruthless!
His punches were like hammer blows, swift as the wind!
boom!
A deep, muffled sound echoed throughout the entire boxing arena.

Then,

The octagonal boxing ring was like a storm, with shockwaves spreading outwards.

"Hmph! As expected of the War King! He certainly did not disappoint me."

The newcomer unleashed a powerful kick, which was blocked by Chen Jie's straight punch.

It is clear,
His sneak attack failed, and he didn't gain any advantage whatsoever.

He snorted coldly, showing extreme apprehension towards Chen Jie.

Chen Jie looked up at the other person and said in a deep voice:

"You've finally come out! I was thinking that the Siberian training camp must have a top-tier expert in charge if they came to Sun City in Portugal to grab a large sum of money!"

"However, I didn't see any real masters in the previous materials."

"I didn't expect you to be so impatient. I just defeated Kishi Shintaro, and you can't wait to make your move?"

"Come on, Francis, let's have a fight! Let me see just how strong you really are now, you former 'undefeated king' of the UFC!"

Wow——!
As the figure stepped onto the boxing ring...

The entire underground boxing arena at Sun City was in an uproar.

Many people opened their eyes wide and exclaimed in surprise.

The information Liang Jinhao gave to Chen Jie did not include Francis's information.

but,

Anyone familiar with the world's top martial arts fighters knows about his illustrious record.

Name: Francis;
Nickname: Bloodthirsty;

Nationality: Canadian;

Age: 33 years old;
Height: 194cm;

Weight: 250 lbs;
Features: Proficient in Sambo, Siberian training camp fighting techniques, boxing, joint locks, skilled in combination strikes, well-rounded in offense and defense, and extremely explosive!

Professional record: Five-time UFC heavyweight champion, with a perfect 96-0 record in his professional career.

Underground boxing record: 132 wins and no losses, one of the 'Twelve Archangels' of North American underground boxing!

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"Holy crap! Everyone look, who's that guy?"

"No way? Francis, it's him? What's he doing in Portugal?"

"Damn, this guy is really bloodthirsty. He's been hiding his strength well. It turns out he's the top expert from the Siberian training camp who came to our country this time."

"Wasn't this bastard supposed to retire? How come he seems even stronger than before?"

"He only retired from the UFC, he didn't give up boxing. He is now one of the 'Twelve Seraphs' of the North American underground boxing scene, and his strength is ridiculously strong."

"Francis has come to Portugal; it seems his target is the King of War."

"Screw him! War King, cripple him!"

"That's right, War King, keep it up! Beat the Bloodthirsty Brutal, I bet you'll win!"

"It's very difficult! I'm not kidding, it's not easy for anyone in the global martial arts world to defeat Francis."

"—"

The entire boxing arena was abuzz with discussion.

"Hmph! War King, I regret that I did not participate in the last 'Black War Championship' in the Southeast Asian underground boxing scene and was unable to fight you."

"We're destined to fight tonight, but not now!"

Francis looked up at Chen Jie and snorted coldly.

Not now?

Was that bastard's sneak attack just now to test his skills?

Chen Jie narrowed his eyes and looked up at Francis.

A sneak attack is a disgrace to any top expert.

but,

Francis, however, didn't care at all.

It's clear that he no longer cares about personal honor and has completely let go of his inhibitions.

In general,

Such people have very strong willpower and will not be disturbed by external factors.

"When do you want to fight me?"

Chen Jie said calmly, "Do you want to use a tag-team approach, letting the other boxers from the Siberian training camp challenge me and wear me down?"

"You'll wait until I've defeated everyone before challenging me as the final boss?"

“Francis, I see fear in your eyes!” “You’re afraid of me!?”

With Chen Jie's level of spiritual refinement, he could naturally sense Francis's emotional changes.

That's right,

Francis did indeed feel fear.

To put it simply, he wasn't confident he could defeat Chen Jie after their head-on clash.

Francis took a deep breath and said in a low voice:

"Hmph! You want to undermine my confidence? Don't even think about it!"

Although he was indeed afraid, he would never easily give up challenging Chen Jie.

He is one of the 'Twelve Seraphs' of the North American underground boxing world; any fear that arises in his heart will be quickly extinguished.

He possesses an invincible belief!

Chen Jie nodded and sneered:

"Very well! As you wish, tonight I will wage this gauntlet battle and cripple all the boxers in your Siberian training camp!"

"You want to wear me down, you want to know my defensive weaknesses, you want to be more confident in defeating me! I'll give you that chance today."

"I will not kill you, but you will be spared the death penalty, but you will not escape punishment. Each of you must leave behind a leg and an arm."

"This is the price for challenging me!"

boom--!
this moment,
Chen Jie exuded a suffocating aura of dominance.

No one would think he was joking, and certainly no one would think he was being arrogant.

because,

He is the King of War, and he has the qualifications!

"Leave an arm and a leg? If you have the strength, so be it!"

Francis took a deep breath, turned and shouted towards the locker room:
"Zach Rogge! You're up to challenge this kid this time!"

"War King, you're right, what follows will be a series of battles. Good luck!"

finished,

Francis turned and left the octagonal boxing ring.

After a few minutes,
A tall, burly man stepped out of the locker room and onto the octagonal boxing ring.

This is a Black man, over 190cm tall and weighing 120kg;

Chen Jie looked up at the other person and frowned slightly.

Master!

That's right, this guy is a top-tier expert at the King level.

He was not much worse than the experts he had encountered in the underground boxing rings in the Netherlands.

Wow——!
When the burly black man appeared, the entire boxing arena erupted in an uproar.

"Holy crap! Zach Rogge from England? That bastard's actually in Portugal too?"

"Didn't Zach Rogge retire? How come he's still around?"

"A heavyweight kickboxing champion from the European martial arts scene, I never expected this guy to be a boxer from a training camp in Siberia."

"The odds are out. It's a 50/50 chance for either side to win, 2 to 1. How should we place our bets?"

"Nonsense, we're definitely betting on the War King. Even if we lose, we have to support the War King to win."

"Zach Rogge is a world champion, so this boxing match is a bit hard to predict."

"In terms of fame, Zach Rogge is indeed much bigger, and even in terms of physique, he has an absolute advantage. But if you know the record of the King of Fighters in the Southeast Asian underground boxing scene, you'll know that the King of Fighters has a winning percentage of over 70% in this fight!"

"Bet on the King of War, no hesitation, guaranteed win!"

"—"

This is, after all, Sun City in Portugal, where the majority of boxing fans are from China.

Moreover, once the boxing match was confirmed, the countdown to betting began very quickly.

In underground boxing matches, betting on fights is the core activity.

The five-minute countdown for placing your bet has begun.

Zach Rogge began warming up, constantly twisting his arms and stretching his muscles.

His eyes turned bloodshot, and he became increasingly agitated.

It's like taking medication that stimulates the nervous system.

"Jiejiejie——!"

Zach Rogge looked up at Chen Jie and smiled.

Like a wild beast, it grins bloodthirstyly at its prey.

The countdown is over!
Ding!
The bell rang for the boxing match.

In the entire underground boxing arena at Sun City in Portugal, almost all the domestic boxing fans stood up to cheer for the champion!

The atmosphere was completely ignited at that moment.

When Leung Kam-ho and his friends saw Zach Rogge and Francis appear, their expressions changed drastically.

They never expected that so many experts would come to the Siberian training camp this time.

These two people were not listed in previous records.

Damn it—

Data missing!

Francis, Zach Rogge!

These two are both top-tier martial arts masters renowned worldwide, both world champions and top-notch experts.

They are all dominant masters standing at the pinnacle of the global martial arts arena.

Francis, in particular, is a master among masters.

Once the Bloodlust is unleashed, the world will be invincible!

This is a line from the UFC ring.

This demonstrates the immense influence that "Bloodlust" Francis has had on the global martial arts world.

at this time,

Almost all the boxing fans' eyes were fixed on the octagonal boxing ring.

No one expected that this B-level underground boxing match at Sun City in Portugal would actually feature a showdown between two reigning champions.

Both Zach Rogge and Francis are renowned figures in the global martial arts world.

Once they step into the ring, it's destined to be a fierce battle.

Tonight's boxing match is absolutely spectacular!

'Bloodlust' Francis looked up at Chen Jie in the octagon boxing ring.

call--!
He couldn't help but take a deep breath, his gaze sharpened, and his whole body exuded killing intent.

"Damn it! What incredible explosive power in that punch! It actually managed to withstand my powerful kick!"

"War King, I want to kill you tonight, it seems I have no choice but to use the 'potion'!"

"A five-hundred-million-dollar bounty is worth it if it can kill you."

With that thought in mind, he looked at a box in his hand.

The box was sealed and insulated, and inside was a potential-enhancing drug that had just been obtained from the Siberian training camp.

Francis came to Portugal with his sights set on the $500 million bounty.

Having just exchanged a blow with Chen Jie, he knew he was no match for him.

Therefore,
He did not fight himself, but instead let Zach Rogge challenge Chen Jie first.

As the top expert to arrive in Portugal from the Siberian training camp, he needed to know Chen Jie's weaknesses and peak combat strength.

in addition,

He needs an injection to unleash his potential and maximize his combat power.

"War King! You can die now!"

boom!
Zach Rogge had no idea about Francis's plans.

As the bell rang, he launched the first attack.

His muscles tensed, and his aura surged at that moment.

Immediately afterwards, he roared and charged towards Chen Jie like a dump truck on a main road.

A sweeping kick!
His sprinting speed was incredibly fast.

The two sides were originally about five meters apart.

but,

In the blink of an eye, Zach Rogge was right next to Chen Jie, and with a powerful lunge kick, he aimed for Chen Jie's groin.

The kicks are like axes, powerful, domineering, and ruthless!
He seemed to completely disregard the rules of B-level underground boxing, instead employing the most brutal and lethal fighting style.

A loud bang echoed throughout the entire boxing arena hall.

This is the enormous impact force generated when the leg strength reaches its limit and recoils against the ground.

Woohoo——!
Zach Rogge's kick was like a battle axe, coming from afar and aiming straight for Chen Jie's lower body!

(End of this chapter)