A deathmatch means that the fight must end when one side dies.
Although it is a dragon country, the law does not allow this to exist.
However, deaths can happen by mistake in the ring, which is within reasonable limits.
They negotiated privately, had powerful backers, and believed that if an "accidental death" occurred, no one could do anything to them, which is why they dared to propose a deathmatch.
Wu Zhigao immediately objected: "I disagree. Our feud doesn't need to escalate to this level."
Gu Ruyan smiled maliciously and said, "What, are you scared?"
Wu Zhigao said, "It's not a matter of being afraid or not; the key is that it's illegal and unnecessary."
Meng Linghui snorted, "Hmph, I think you're just scared and don't dare to do it."
Wu Zhigao: "Who said I was scared? I just felt there was no need to be."
Gu Ruyan said, "You were just confident that your brother could beat Wipsky. If you're so confident, why don't you dare to accept the challenge?"
Meng Linghui sneered, "Yeah, where's your confidence from earlier? I still prefer your arrogant attitude. If you chicken out, then kowtow and admit your mistake, and we'll let you off the hook."
Wu Zhigao angrily said, "You are really going too far."
Seeing Wu Zhigao's agitation, Ji Xian pressed down on one of Wu Zhigao's shoulders.
"Don't worry, I told you, dealing with this foreigner is a piece of cake."
Wu Zhigao's eyes still held worry, "But..."
Gu Ruyan sneered, "Hahaha, that's hilarious! I really don't know if you've been drinking some fake alcohol, you're so confident."
Meng Linghui: "Confidence is a good thing, but you also need to know your own limitations."
Ji Xian didn't want to listen to these people's nonsense; all they were saying was that they looked down on him.
Ji Xian didn't give them a friendly look at all, and even boasted, "Dealing with that foreigner is a piece of cake. I can beat him even without using my hands."
Gu Ruyan laughed again: "You've watched too many martial arts movies, haven't you? You think you can win without using your hands? Are you kidding me?"
Meng Linghui laughed, "You're really getting more and more boastful. Since you're so confident, then come up to the ring."
Ji Xian nodded and said indifferently, "Okay."
Meng Linghui eagerly ran to the edge of the ring and said something to Wipsky.
Wipsky nodded, his eyes, like those of a beast, fixed on Ji Xian not far away.
Gu Ruyan and Meng Linghui did not announce the deadly battle.
They can agree on this verbally in private; there's no need to announce it to the whole audience.
After all, it's illegal, so as not to give anyone a handle to use against us.
Wu Zhigao was also worried about Ji Xian's safety, but when he saw Ji Xian's firm eyes, he felt a sudden jolt and wondered: Could it be that Brother Ji Xian thinks the same way as me? A real man is born between heaven and earth, how can he be looked down upon by outsiders? Even if he dies, he should die with his back straight.
Thinking of this, Wu Zhigao gave Ji Xian a firm look, patted his chest and said, "Brother Ji Xian, go on stage and fight with peace of mind. If anything happens to you, I will take care of your family. Don't worry about anything."
Ji Xian was both amused and exasperated by what he heard.
Ji Xian slowly walked onto the arena step by step.
With his skills, he could easily leap into the ring, but he didn't. This is the real world; there's no need to reveal too much astonishing power.
The people below the ring didn't know that the upcoming battle was a fight to the death, but when they saw yet another Chinese person stepping into the ring to challenge Wipski, most of them were still very excited and shouted, "Go for it!"
An elderly man sat next to Wu Zhigao and his two companions.
The old man was an uninvited martial arts master named Quan Zhongyi.
He happened to be strolling around the area today when he heard that someone was challenging this martial arts gym, so he came over out of curiosity and was surprised to find that the gym was quite lively.
What was even more unexpected was that the challenger was a foreigner.
Watching the foreigner act arrogantly on the stage, Quan Zhongyi frowned from time to time. It was a pity that none of these juniors were good fighters. He wished he were decades younger so he could go on stage and fight that foreigner for 300 rounds.
Quan Zhongyi overheard Ji Xian's agreement to a death match with those people.
He didn't say anything.
But inwardly I sighed; this young man was too impulsive.
He looked at Ji Xian as he stepped onto the arena and said regretfully, "What a fine young man, how could he be so impulsive?"
Clearly, he didn't think highly of Ji Xian either.
Although many people in the audience were cheering for Ji Xian, they were actually quite confused and didn't believe that Ji Xian could win.
Some who didn't cheer were even making flippant comments:
"How many seconds do you think this guy can last?"
"Judging from his physique, he's not as strong as the previous few. I'm afraid he won't even last 30 seconds."
"Is 30 seconds too much? I'd guess 20 seconds."
"What, 20 seconds? With his size, he can last 20 seconds? One punch from Wipsky could take him down. If he can last 10 seconds, I'll think highly of him."
"..."
Ji Xian stood indifferently on the arena.
Not only was I unmoved, I even felt bored.
He waited for the referee to announce the start.
The referee stands in the middle of the ring.
The match is about to begin.
Both players salute.
The referee allowed the two players to come closer together.
Wipsky stared fiercely at Ji Xian, as if he could knock Ji Xian out in the next second.
Ji Xian ignored him, looking up at the sky, not wanting to stare at him.
Because he wasn't a beautiful woman, Ji Xian's eyes only liked to look at beautiful women.
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