The intense blackness completely engulfed Yang Sheng, and an overwhelming sense of weightlessness enveloped him, as if he had traversed space and time.
After an unknown amount of time, when Yang Sheng opened his eyes again, what came into view was a huge boxing ring more than ten meters long, with thousands of seats of varying heights arranged in all directions.
A huge, enthusiastic crowd was shouting and cursing around them, their eyes glued to the two boxers locked in fierce combat on the ring.
Underground boxing?
Yang Sheng rubbed his head and then dismissed his guess.
The surrounding stands seemed to be divided into dozens or even hundreds of different factions, with small groups of people huddled together, and only a few people of high status having seats.
Yang Sheng stood around a group of people, surrounding three elderly men.
At that moment, lines of cold, blood-red text suddenly flashed through Yang Sheng's mind:
Time: Late 1970s
Location: Kowloon Walled City
Background: In the late 1970s, Hong Kong was rife with triads, blurring the lines between right and wrong. The order of the underworld was gradually forgotten, and members of these triads pursued fame and fortune, acting recklessly and causing chaos.
The top ten gangs joined forces to hold the Dragon City Domination Tournament, aiming to demonstrate their military strength, divide up territory, and avoid unnecessary fighting.
World Rank: Yellow Text (Lower)
Main quest:
Survive for three months or end the world early, reward: Blood Oath.
Obtaining the Imperial Guard Sword, which embodies the spirit of Qi Jiguang's army, grants the reward: Five Wrathful Soldiers' Soul, and allows you to end the world early.
Side Quests:
Those who rank in the top 100, top 50, top 10, top 3, or first place in the Dragon City Championship will receive a 10% boost to their martial arts proficiency.
Note: The better you perform in the cycle of reincarnation, the higher your evaluation level.
Failure penalty: Immediate elimination if the main quest is not completed.
Those whose performance in the cycle of reincarnation is rated as Xuan or below will have ten years of their lifespan deducted.
Below the blood-red text is a line of black text.
personal information:
Name: Yang Sheng
Identity: 49th under Hung Shing-Lian, a member of the Sunset Triad.
Specialization: 40% specialization in Chinese martial arts
The gift from the Apostle Fatty Wang:
He concealed his identity and became a disciple of a Guangdong martial arts master. He accidentally killed someone and came to Hong Kong. With nowhere else to turn, he joined Hung Shing Lian.
The skill level in martial arts is temporarily increased to 90%, but will expire after leaving the world.
Note: Items in the Reincarnation World cannot be taken out of the Reincarnation World, but you can unlock the purchase permission when leaving and exchange them using reward points.
Yang Sheng let out a long breath, looked at his forearm, which was visibly bulging with muscle, and the memory of martial arts combat that was definitely not his own but was imprinted deep in his mind.
In his past life, he traveled north and south to learn martial arts in order to avenge himself. He spent all his wealth to study under several masters, some of whom were frauds, but others had real skills.
One of his masters once told him, "What is kung fu? Kung fu is something that is honed over time."
In ancient times, martial arts masters learned martial arts from a young age. After practicing for half their lives, they became bodyguards or guards. Their skills were their livelihood.
Now, even if you've spent half your life learning kung fu and manage to kill or cripple someone, all you can do is go to jail and get shot.
Therefore, the era of kung fu is over.
Yang Sheng is talented, and he has already achieved a certain level of skill in five years.
Unfortunately, he did not practice martial arts from a young age, thus missing the best opportunity, and he was obsessed with his own ideas, so he could not achieve great success in martial arts.
But in this strange world, his martial arts skills were elevated to a level comparable to a grandmaster by Fatty Wang.
At this moment, the two boxers in the ring had already decided who won.
One of the boxers was beaten so badly that his bones were broken and his face was covered in blood; he was carried away.
An elderly man in a long robe drew two slips of paper from the divination box and announced in a loud voice: "In the next round, Hong Sheng Lian will face Ying Lian She. Please send your players to the stage."
A moment later, a shirtless, short, wiry young man with long hair walked up from the Associated Press.
The long-haired youth had dark skin and distinct South Asian features, with a sinister and cold expression.
"Nguyen Phong, the Vietnamese Tiger!"
Upon seeing this person, the expressions of everyone on Yang Sheng's side, Hong Shenglian, changed.
Hung Shing Lian is one of Hong Kong's oldest triad societies, with a long and distinguished history.
But now it has declined and become a sunset club, with only a little over a thousand people in the entire club.
The British Associated Press, on the other hand, was a powerful and influential triad society, with its territory located in lucrative central areas like Yau Tsim Mong, unlike the Hung Shing Tong, which could only guard the periphery.
The Vietnamese tiger Nguyen Phuong, who appears at this time, is one of the three tigers of the British Associated Press and has just been promoted to the rank of double-flower red stick.
Nguyen Phung is said to have come from the Vietnamese army, and he was ruthless and brutal, leaving almost none of his men alive or with intact corpses.
Getting a Vietnamese person to become a double-crown red stick was simply impossible before.
But now all the triads in Hong Kong are driven by profit, and they have long forgotten the rules left by their ancestors.
Even if Nguyen Phuong were an alien, let alone a Vietnamese, the British Associated Press probably wouldn't care, as long as he could fight.
On Hong Shenglian's side, the only red stick, Di Wei, looked a little pale and said to the three old men sitting in the center, "Old man, those guys from the British Associated Press have gone mad! They actually sent out Ruan Feng in the first match."
How can you fight like this? Even Bruce Lee couldn't handle it!
An elderly man with dark skin and a cane frowned and said, "Awei, you are the only Red Pole in our Hong Sheng Lian. If you don't step up now, who will?"
Di Wei quickly said, "Uncle Qiang, the Dragon City Championship is the home ground of those big gangs. Why should our Hong Sheng Lian join in?"
If I go up there and lose, Hong Shenglian will completely lose face.
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