Reborn in America: I Have an Equipment Slot

He came to underground boxing matches to fight in black boxing rings in order to make money.

He had previously borrowed a lot of money at high interest rates to buy a car for the woman he loved. Now that she had divorced him and run away, taking most of his assets with her, all the debts were now on his shoulders.

If he can't pay his loan this month, Irving has no doubt that his creditors will knock him unconscious and take him to a random hospital to have his organs removed to pay off his debts.

Thinking of the creditors' threats and the woman's betrayal, Tony Wong hardened his heart and resolutely charged towards Owen, launching a flying kick at the outset.

Seeing that the opponent was coming on strong, with their front gate wide open and showing no intention of defense.

Irving was slightly taken aback, but then he didn't stand on ceremony and easily dodged it by sidestepping.

Before the opponent could regain his footing, a side kick landed squarely on his butt, sending Tony Wong sprawling face-first into the dust.

"Oh my god!! What is Tony doing?"

Seeing the two finally exchange blows, O'Neal, standing on the commentary platform, immediately spoke up, his tone exaggerated: "He doesn't really think he can beat Chinese Kung Fu with just one casual move, does he?"

"You need to attack up close, baby, unleash the power of Muay Thai!"

"Wow, Tony's standing up! He's really thought it through; he's going for close-range attacks. What a beautiful hook punch, and a knee strike..."

boom!

Before he could finish speaking, Tony Wong fell heavily to the ground.

Irving delivered a simple hook punch, directly interrupting his opponent's attack and slamming the punch hard into his face.

He had done his homework before the competition started.

Muay Thai is a fighting style that combines various attack methods such as punches, kicks, elbows, and knees. It appears to be very aggressive and has a comprehensive technical system.

However, Muay Thai also has its drawbacks—low agility and a focus on close-range attacks.

Even more fatal is that Muay Thai attacks often start with leg strikes, followed by close-range elbow and knee attacks, with punches mainly consisting of single strikes, few combos, and poor head defense.

Knowing the technical weaknesses of Muay Thai, Irving was clearly confident in dealing with these Muay Thai fighters.

"Oh no! Tony's down, but the referee hasn't blown the whistle yet. This is a golden opportunity for Irving!"

Before he finished speaking, Irving had already leaped up.

Before Tony could fully stand up, he executed a back throw, firmly locking the other man's throat.

Sensing something was wrong, Tony immediately began to struggle.

Faced with such a good opportunity, Irving naturally wouldn't let it slip by.

While controlling the other man's neck, he punched him hard in the face.

The bloody scene instantly ignited the entire audience.

Many spectators in the stands stood up and shouted, "Fight! Fight!"

The referees were stunned until they were reminded by the excited Byrne and Hudson, and then they came to their senses.

He staggered forward, bending down to observe Tony Wong's condition as he began the countdown.

"Ten!! Nine! eight! Seven..."

Feeling the tense and exciting atmosphere, many audience members clenched their hands and chanted the countdown.

"Oh my god!!" As the countdown ended, commentator O'Neal roared to the sky, "Kyrie Irving firmly suppressed his opponent, taking down the Muay Thai expert, Tony Wong, with a clean, beautiful, and incredibly powerful hook!"

"As expected, this is the mysterious and incredibly powerful Chinese kung fu!!"

"Now, let's raise our arms and cheer for the winner of this match, the mysterious fighter from China, Dragon Fist—Owen!!"

Hearing O'Neal's impassioned commentary, Burn and Hudson, who had been anxiously waiting on the sidelines, breathed a long sigh of relief, finally able to relax.

"Haha, I told you long ago, Irving is a sure thing!" Hudson patted Burn on the shoulder and said cheerfully.

Contrary to his usual behavior, Bourne did not refute this time; instead, he smiled.

Regardless of whether Irving can win the next game, as long as he wins his debut, he will have achieved his basic goal.

The subsequent matches were merely icing on the cake.

Seeing Irving come down from the octagon, Bourne and Hudson rushed to greet him.

"Hey Kyrie, that was absolutely awesome!"

Hudson lightly punched Irving's chest and praised him, "When that Tony King got up to attack just now, I thought you were going to have a tough fight, but I didn't expect you to hit him right in the face with a swing punch!"

"Oh my God, that's so cool!"

Hudson mimicked Irving's movements, his expression one of intense excitement.

For the two of them, opening a bar was expensive, and organizing underground boxing matches was even more expensive.

Not only does publicity cost money, but there are also countless other areas where money needs to be spent, such as referees, commentators, medical teams, and technicians.

In comparison, the cost of employing a decent professional boxer is not too high.

However, it's extremely difficult to find strong underground boxers.

Although the initial investment almost emptied Hudson and Bourne's wallets.

Fortunately, the outcome was good.

There's no way around it; the competition in the entertainment industry is just too fierce.

Miami has too many bars, and the various types of bars are too similar. To attract enough customers, you must have something special.

Otherwise, with so many bars in Miami, why would customers come here?

Looking at the packed stadium, Byrne breathed a long sigh of relief, then pulled out a $5000 cash check and handed it to Irving.

"Irving, you played very well in this game. This $5000 is your prize money. As for the 20% share of the bar's net profit, we'll give it to you separately after we tally it up tomorrow."

"OK, no problem."

Irving glanced at the cash check and suddenly felt less tired, and even his spirits lifted considerably.

"Alright, enough with the pleasantries. Your debut today was a perfect success. Now you face two choices." Byrne held up two fingers:

"My first option is to register for the Miami underground boxing tournament rankings and not fight today."

"Our second option is for us to help you apply for a tiebreaker so you can continue fighting. However, you need to be careful, as every opponent you face will be stronger than Tony Wong. There's a risk of losing if you keep fighting like this..."

Before Bourne could finish speaking, Irving interrupted, "I choose to continue playing."

"Um... don't rush to say anything." Byrne chuckled awkwardly.

"Let me tell you something, Tony Wong is an opponent that Hudson and I spent a lot of money to bribe the underground league committee. He's a relatively weak opponent."

"But none of the fighters behind you are rookies; they've all undergone professional training. They're not like those street thugs. You need to think this through."

Seeing the slightly suspicious look in Bourne's eyes, Owen's lips twitched.

It turns out that Bourne and Hudson still don't trust him.

Spending money and pulling strings?

No, what happened to the saying that there's no such thing as social niceties abroad?