This tall guy clearly practices external martial arts like the Iron Shirt or Golden Bell Cover.
With his resilience, how could he be easily beaten bloody by a short guy?
There must be something fishy going on here; this short guy is in trouble.
Wei Tianci's face showed a look of great interest.
Ning Xingruo glanced at him in surprise, then immediately looked towards the boxing ring.
The short man is raising his hands high, accepting the worship and cheers of the entire audience.
Suddenly, the tall man, barely breathing, rolled to the ground and grabbed the short man's ankles with both hands!
The short man's expression changed drastically, and he was about to react, but it was too late!
The tall man suddenly stood up, using his immense strength to lift the short man upside down, and then slammed him hard onto the ground!
With a loud bang, the boxing ring shook violently!
The short man saw stars after being hit.
The tall guy swung the short guy up again and slammed him to the ground with a thud!
The short man's face was covered in blood.
The audience was screaming and shouting wildly!
The tall man then seized the short man's feet and, as if using him as a weapon, bombarded the ground with them.
The sounds of banging echoed incessantly.
The shorter man was hit and his body convulsed, covered in wounds.
With a final roar, the tall man spun around and threw the short man away.
With a loud thud, the short man landed on the ground like a bag of cement, solid and unresponsive, his fate unknown.
The tall man then began frantically pounding his chest like a baboon, yelling, "Awooo!"
The entire venue erupted in cheers!
Ning Xingruo looked at her beloved with immense admiration; it was exactly as she had predicted.
Wei Tianci smiled faintly at Ning Xingruo without suspicion: "The world of cultivators is a world where you take advantage of someone's weakness to kill them."
"There is no room for carelessness or taking chances."
"Short people lose because of their arrogance."
Ning Xingruo nodded seriously: "I understand."
She benefited greatly from today's trip.
Although she hasn't yet had a real battle experience, she has already gained an understanding of the cruelty and laws of the cultivation world.
With the conclusion of the two battles, the first phase of the revenge campaign came to an end.
The host then took to the stage and announced with great enthusiasm: "The second segment of the Crown Boxing Arena, the King of Fighters Challenge, is now beginning!"
In an instant, the whole stadium erupted in cheers!
"War King! War King! War King!"
"The War King has taken to the skies, dominating the world!"
"The War King has taken to the skies, dominating the world!"
"War King!"
"War King!"
"War King!"
The male and female audience members at the scene were shouting wildly.
The club's longtime fans were chanting slogans.
The club's new fans are chanting the name!
Despite their different paths, everyone is obsessed with the War King!
After the cheers from the crowd reached their peak.
The tall and imposing War King slowly stood up, then suddenly leaped up from the ground!
With a loud thud, the War King soared into the sky like a rocket.
Then, a parabola spanning over ten meters landed precisely and powerfully on the boxing ring.
With a loud thud, they stared at each other across the room!
The War King's actions, which clearly exceeded the limits of ordinary people, once again ignited everyone's excitement, and the entire arena went wild!
The host excitedly explained the rules of the King of War Challenge.
The King of War is in charge, and anyone can come up on stage to challenge him!
If you win, I'll pay you a million dollars right away!
And from now on you will be the new King of War, and the club will guarantee you a minimum monthly salary of 100 million.
And when you go on stage, winning a single match earns you a million-dollar prize; how many matches you can win depends entirely on your skill!
The audience members were also discussing it animatedly.
"The King of War wins a single match and earns a million dollars. If he wins three to five matches in one night, he can easily make over a billion dollars a month!"
"This money-making ability is truly terrifying, it completely surpasses so-called world-class boxing!"
"That's precisely why challengers keep coming, because everyone wants to become the new King of War!"
"Let's wait and see how the War King performs today."
While the fans were enthusiastically discussing it at the scene, in the backstage office...
Ling Xumei also sat on the sofa watching the closed-circuit television in the arena, observing the War King on the stage with great interest.
The foreign man was burly and had a fierce appearance; he was known as the King of War, and his name reflected his character.
She casually asked, "How much revenue can the War King bring in for the club in a month?"
Lu Xuan immediately said from the side, "About three billion in net profit."
Ling Xumei nodded slightly: "This War King has the strength of the late stage of Qi Refining, just one step away from the Great Perfection."
"It's a bit of a waste of talent to use someone with this kind of skill to fight in underground boxing matches."
"That's why he was able to be invincible on the field, which in turn created an idol effect."
Lu Xuan nodded respectfully.
As a result, Zhan Wang's performance was exactly as Ling Xumei had predicted and as the fans at the scene had hoped.
He was invincible once again!
Facing a series of challenges from six formidable opponents, he defeated each of them within three moves, winning cleanly and decisively.
The cheers from the audience grew louder and louder.
With the challenger gone, the War King's fierce eyes seemed to glance subtly in Wei Tianci's direction.
Unfortunately, his provocation was ignored by Wei Tianci, who had no intention of going on stage.
The War King's face immediately showed disdain.
'Just as I thought, a sheep that wandered into a wolf pack, what a coward!'
Amid cheers from the crowd, the King of War concluded his battle for honor that day.
He is still the King of War!
He defended the ring and preserved his reputation!
He then returned to his seat with an air of arrogance.
Immediately afterwards, Zhan Fei took the stage!
The Battle Consort Challenge has begun.
With her blonde hair, blue eyes, and long legs, she caused a stir as soon as she appeared on stage.
"War Consort! War Consort! War Consort!"
"When the War Queen takes the field, she commands respect and influence!"
"When the War Queen takes the field, she commands respect and influence!"
"War Consort!"
"War Consort!"
"War Consort!"
The cheers at the scene were like a tsunami, just like the previous performance by the War King.
Even the course of the game was so similar.
Then, Zhan Fei was unstoppable on the stage!
One comes, one wins.
Buy one pair, win a pair!
It was a really exciting fight!
When no one dared to challenge her anymore.
Speaking in her half-baked Mandarin, Zhan Fei looked down at the entire room with an arrogant air: "Who else?"
The sound was followed by cheers from the entire audience.
"War Consort!"
"War Consort!"
"War Consort!"
Following the posture of the previous War King, Zhan Fei looked at Ning Xingruo, who was also in the first row, with a provocative expression.
Just when she thought Ning Xingruo would also avoid her sharp edge.
Ning Xingruo actually stood up and smiled slightly: "Me too."
She strode confidently toward the boxing ring.
The atmosphere paused for a moment, and then a new climax ensued.
"This beautiful challenger, standing there in a black suit and high heels, has an aura that's no less imposing than Zhan Fei, that foreign beauty."
"Wow, you're amazing! You've won over that foreign beauty, you're a goddess now!"
"Our own people with yellow skin, our own goddess Zhanfei!"
"Down with the foreign women, support the new war queen!"
The discussion was heated.
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