strokinit Chapter 21 The Wolf Child from the Rift
Chapter 21 The Wolf Child from the Rift
"They've only won three games."
Yu Yinshuang shook her head and said:
"According to the agreement, as long as I can win one match, even if it's just a series of battles to wear down your opponent, I'll still win, right?"
Zhu Puchang nodded and smiled upon hearing this:
"That's true, but you need to have a chance to win. What's the point of just letting people die like this? I don't want to make sure your Qingjiang's biggest underground boxing ring has no shows to watch."
Despite the constant stream of people signing up for the competition every day, the quota will eventually run out.
If all the contestants in the non-entry group are eliminated in just one night, it will be difficult for that group to gather enough people to compete for a long time.
"Besides," Zhu Puchang continued, "even if you wanted these boxers to participate, they would have to be willing. In the current situation, do you think anyone would dare to step into the ring?"
Upon hearing this, Yu Yinshuang's eyes flashed with coldness.
She seemed somewhat angry, and the air grew colder again, causing Zhu Puchang to shiver involuntarily.
"Whether I have anyone willing to play is none of your concern, Boss Zhu. As long as someone else steps up, the bet isn't over yet."
After saying that, Yu Yingshuang dialed Liu Kun's number:
"Liu Kun, keep increasing the bounty. Anyone willing to fight will receive ten times the appearance fee, and if they win, the bounty will be increased twenty times. If no one dares to fight, keep increasing the money. There is no upper limit."
Zhu Puchang, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but sneer upon hearing this.
Why would this beautiful woman do this?
It's just inviting her to dinner at Xinghai, and she's really going to great lengths to refuse.
"Hehe, too bad no matter how much you struggle, I'll always be the winner. When you come to the banquet, I'll have someone drug your food...hehehe."
Thinking of this, Zhu Puchang grinned lewdly again, his mind wandering. He was no longer impatient or annoyed, and leisurely looked back at the arena.
Less than a minute later.
As the saying goes, a generous reward will surely bring forth brave men, and soon a new contestant entered the arena—one of the most popular and skilled contestants in the non-entry group:
Heavy Gunner Lei Long.
Compared to someone like Zhao Xu, the God of Slaughter, whose strength is mediocre, Lei Long's abilities in all aspects are much stronger.
It is said that his martial arts bones were damaged, preventing him from ever entering the realm of martial arts in his lifetime. However, he was unwilling to be ordinary and used various unorthodox methods to torture and temper his body, which is why, although he is not a first-level martial artist, he is better than a first-level martial artist.
Even so.
When Lei Long entered the arena, his expression remained as solemn as ice.
He had already realized while watching the battle from a distance that the little boy called "Wolf Cub" was not human at all, nor even a native creature of Earth.
Then it's not hard to deduce the other party's background:
The creature inside the crevice.
The rifts between the origin realms can lead to all sorts of unknown worlds and spaces. You might encounter all sorts of strange beasts, races, or other oddities. Some people might even bring these strange creatures out and secretly raise them.
The wolf cub in front of us is one of them.
Of course, this practice of keeping foreign animals is strictly prohibited on the surface, so it has never been seen or even heard of in normal society.
Even in this boxing arena filled with shady dealings, it's a rare sight.
Unknown, terrifying, bloody, and violent.
The aura emanating from the strange little wolf child before him was stimulating Lei Long's senses, as if he were facing a primal beast.
And this moment.
The wolf cub didn't seem to see the Thunder Dragon as a threat; it was just busy devouring the flesh and blood of the previous player.
His attention, which was focused on the wolf ears, wasn't even on the Thunder Dragon.
Is this guy just carefree, or does he not see himself as a threat?
"...Will we win?"
Lei Long muttered to himself, getting into an attack stance.
All around were cheers and applause from the audience; the deadly battle inside the octagon was about to erupt.
"Match 4: Heavy Gunner Thunder Dragon vs. Wolf Cub..."
"The match begins!"
With the referee's whistle.
Thunder Dragon charged forward instantly!
"You beast, prepare to die!"
The wolf cub is still eating; now is the perfect time to attack!
With a sudden charge, he unleashed a powerful jab!
The fist was about to land on the wolf cub's head.
brush--
The wolf cub's head dodged the attack with remarkable agility.
At that moment, time seemed to slow down, and his wolf-like eyes turned, staring intently at the Thunder Dragon.
What a fierce look that was!
Lei Long felt as if he were staring at the most ferocious beast in the world.
Whoosh!
The next instant, a sharp claw came flying.
Relying on his instincts honed through years of life-or-death struggles, Lei Long narrowly avoided this fierce attack.
puff-
Even so, the wolf cub's fingernails still pierced his clothes, cutting four gashes into his skin.
so close!
Lei Long felt a chill run down his spine. Although the wolf cub's five fingers were the same as a human's, its nails were as strong as steel, enough to easily tear a person apart.
The three examples mentioned above were all due to this point; otherwise, how could they, as fellow combat experts who had not yet entered the realm, have been defeated so easily?
Fighting with weapons while unarmed is inherently a major disadvantage.
And besides that...
The wolf cub's speed was simply abnormal!
whoosh-
The wolf cub transformed into a blur, unleashing an almost imperceptible speed as it ran in circles around the thunder dragon on all fours!
It felt like being hunted by a pack of wolves, becoming prey trapped in a net!
"His speed is too fast. If this beast launches a surprise attack, it will be impossible to defend against. We must find a way to strike him and seriously injure him."
Lei Long is known as the Heavy Gunner, and the power of his punch is unmatched among his peers. Even Zhao Xu's ultimate move, the Piercing Slash Fist, is only slightly more powerful than his usual punch.
As long as I can find an opportunity to hit, it's definitely worth it, even if it means trading injury for injury!
After all, the opponent's only strengths are speed and attack ability; its small stature is its biggest weakness.
Lei Long immediately had a thought in his mind.
He closed his eyes, no longer relying on his vision to capture images.
The sound of the fierce wind blowing as the wolf cub ran filled my ears and surrounded me.
Lei Long blocked out his sight and smell, and ignored the noise outside the arena. At this moment, his world consisted only of the sound of footsteps and the wind around him.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
It's now!
Lei Long sensed the brief change in the surrounding air and unleashed a punch with full power!
"puff!"
"Bang!"
Two voices rang out simultaneously!
Lei Long stood there, his abdomen ripped open with a bloody hole.
The wolf cub took a solid punch and flew backward like a kite with a broken string!
"Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh!"
Cheers erupted from the audience.
Won!
Feeling the sensation of his fist striking his bone, Lei Long clutched his blood-soaked stomach, his heart filled with only the joy of surviving.
Even if you're seriously injured, winning makes it all worthwhile!
Thinking of this, he endured the excruciating pain and tried to raise his arm, a symbol of victory, but the next second...
The wolf cub that had been knocked away stood up as if nothing had happened!
No, it can't be said that he's unharmed; blood is trickling from the corner of his mouth, indicating that he's injured.
But at this moment, the wolf cub's eyes were filled with an even more violent ferocity!
Just injured?
Did my powerful punch, delivered when I seized the opportunity, only injure this beast?!
This guy not only has speed and destructive power, but also such a solid body!
Lei Long knew he was powerless to change the situation; any further delay in surrendering would mean certain death. He had no choice but to shout in despair:
"I give up!"
Not long after, Lei Long, who had miraculously survived, was carried away from the scene on a stretcher.
A sense of despair crept into the hearts of the boxers who had not yet entered the country:
"Is there really anyone who can defeat that kind of monster?"
Even a Bronze Bone Realm martial artist probably wouldn't gain any advantage, right?
A few minutes later.
The athletes' preparation area.
A burly man weighing over 300 pounds sat in a chair with a worried expression.
His name is Tai Lei. He had previously sat next to Wang Sheng and had kindly advised Wang Sheng not to fight Zhao Xu, lest he be like an egg hitting a rock.
But now, faced with a similar situation, he has no choice but to fight.
After all, apart from the heavy artilleryman Lei Long, only the Bone Crusher Tai Lei was someone they could still rely on. Other well-known and powerful figures either didn't come or had already died at the hands of the wolf cubs.
At this point, Wolf Boy was injured and needed to rest for half an hour.
Half an hour later, it would be the moment when Tai Lei would face a life-or-death test...
During this period.
Yu Yinshuang repeatedly called Wang Sheng, but all she got was the message that his phone was out of service.
"This little rascal, did he really fool me?"
She still couldn't quite accept this fact; the boy seemed quite honest to her...
No, honest my foot! That little brat who used blood packs to create a spectacle during the competition should have been identified as someone skilled at scheming.
never mind!
Forget about finding outside help now. Hopefully, the heavy-hitting Thunder Dragon's punch can reduce Wolf Cub's fighting power.
Half an hour passed quickly.
Tai Lei walked nervously onto the field.
Suddenly.
A voice, both unfamiliar and familiar, came from the loudspeaker:
"Hey, feed me? Cut the camera to me, yes, yes, that's it."
The four large screens above the arena suddenly focused on a well-proportioned young man wearing a mask:
"Speaking of which, I'm not late, am I? Should I go first in this match?"