On the day of the game, starting from 8 a.m., the Loyd Stadium, a stadium in Chicago, which has never been very popular, has been pouring into groups of spectators.

The parking lot outside the gymnasium was full of various luxury cars, which attracted pedestrians outside the gymnasium to look at it. However, when they saw the security guards at the entrance of the gymnasium that were difficult to mess with at first sight, they could still throw the new doubts behind them.

The Dark Fighting King Championship is not open to the public, so if you want to watch this exciting and exciting game, you need some way to do it.

Either they have some relationship with a certain gangster or are nobles, and they can get tickets from the competition organizer. However, some people have been involved in the relationship by chance, and Shang Ziyu is one of them.

She is a rich second-generation international student from China. Because she is generous in school, she is beautiful, and has a warm and cheerful personality, she has made many local best friends. Unexpectedly, one of her best friends is the heir of a certain consortium family. Today she took her here to see the legendary underground black fist. As a girl growing up in China, Shang Ziyu had a dream of kung fu when she was a child, and even practiced hard for a period of time. However, when she found that the kung fu she learned was completely different from what she played in martial arts films, she had to give up helplessly.

However, she is still very passionate about fighting and boxing competitions, so when she heard her best friend talk about the Dark Fighting King Competition, she came to join in the fun.

But this boxing match doesn't look like she imagined.

I didn't expect the cool martial arts, but purely a savage fight, with flesh and blood on my feet. Although I didn't have the elegance of the fight scenes in the movie, watching the fierce fighting between two muscle men on the ring, I was really exciting.

Boom! The black boxer who had been pressed and beaten was backed up by two consecutive heavy punches, and was kicked over directly on the ring with one big flying kick, which immediately caused a burst of exclamations.

The winner, regardless of his blood on his face, raised his hands and thought of greeting in the audience, which immediately triggered a burst of fanatical cheers.

Oh! Shang Ziyu also called out twice in response, turned around and looked at her best friend beside her, "This game is really exciting. By the way, Catherine, are there any Chinese players in this game?"

Katherine is the best friend who brought her in, one of the heirs of a certain consortium, and a top student from Ivy League University. She is an authentic white and rich beauty. However, Katherine is much more reserved when watching the game. "Haha, you are too optimistic. This kind of real fighting is not a kung fu movie. I have never seen a particularly powerful Chinese player."

Shang Ziyu was a little dissatisfied. From the bottom of her heart, she still felt that there should be real martial arts masters in this world. These foreigners can only bully some ordinary people who have never practiced real kung fu. If they meet a real martial arts master, they will definitely be beaten to the ground in minutes. Unfortunately, the real martial arts masters are all living in seclusion and will not be so competitive. Alas, what a pity.

She could only comfort herself.

But Catherine suddenly handed a piece of paper, "You can tell by looking at this. This is the odds order of the game. The strength of the players can be seen from the odds. There are several Chinese players in it, and the odds are very high. If you are interested, you can press the bet."

Shang Ziyuan took it curiously and looked at it. Her eyes swept and immediately fell on the name of a contestant.

Player code: Qinglong.

Weight: 80 kg.

Height: 1.8 meters.

Fist weight: unknown.

Use fighting genre: Ancient Chinese martial arts stream.

Hey, Ancient Martial Arts? Could it be that he is a legendary martial arts master? It's not fake? But I will know it soon. It seems that this player will be on the stage in the next game, but I don't know what he is doing now.

at the same time

Chu Ge sat on a chair in the contestant's room, looking at the odds in his hand, and the cheers and shouts kept coming from the gate leading to the field of the contestant's room, which made the empty room quieter. Around Chu Ge, there were also several contestants who were preparing to make the stage. Some were waving their fists in the air and practicing moves, some closed their eyes to rest, and some even took out the Bible or statue of gods to pray silently. It can be seen that every contestant participating in the competition would be a little nervous.

But Chu Ge was not nervous, all he had in his heart was excitement.

This excitement comes from the odds order in his hand.

In the end, the contestants in this competition reached 63. Most of the players had odds, one to pay 63, and one to pay 1 to 2. Although the odds were very high, few people would buy the championship directly in the first round. After all, it was too difficult to buy the championship from the 63 players at the beginning. Most of the bets paid for the odds.

In addition, the odds are not the same. In addition to a large number of players who lose 63, there are also some players with relatively low odds on the list, and these people are more favored.

Chu Ge's eyes swept across these lists one by one.

Furious, the championship odds are 1 pay 40, and the single game odds are 1.5.

Black Death, the champion odds are 1 and 40. The single game odds are 1.5.

Steel Growler, odds of 1 pay 45. Single game odds of 1.65.

Empire Gladiator, odds of 1 or 50. Single-game odds of 1.7.

Claken, odds of 1 to 50. Single-game odds.1.7.

These players with lower odds are undoubtedly strong players who have participated in competitions or have particularly high paper data.

At least theoretically, champions are more likely to be born from these people.

In addition to these players with relatively low odds, there are several particularly high odds.

The Jungle Tiger, odds of 1 pay 70. The single game odds of 1 pay 2.3.

Green Watcher, odds of 1 pay 80. Single-game odds of 1 pay 2.5.

Phantom Man, odds of 1 pay 90. Single-game odds of 1 pay 2.7.

Qinglong, odds of 100 are compensated. Single-game odds are compensated. 1 is compensated. 3.

Chu Ge was a little angry when he saw the odds. He was so fucked. My odds were actually the highest. In other words, he was the least considered a chance to win the championship among the players of this class. Well, he was really fucking face.

Chu Ge was both angry and funny when he looked at the odds. He was very angry that he came to participate in the competition with confidence, claiming that he must be the winner of the championship. Unexpectedly, he was rated as the highest odds. These guys are really blind. What’s funny is that in this way, he can make more money.

If you bet on yourself to win in a single game, if you bet on 500,000, you will become one.5 million.

If you bet 500,000 yuan and win the championship, if you really win, it will eventually turn into 50 million US dollars. If it is converted into Huayuan, it will be 300 to 400 million.

Thinking about becoming a billionaire in a few days, Chu Ge suddenly felt that it was a bit unreal.

The door of the contestant's room suddenly opened, and Han Yaoguang walked in from outside with an excited look on his face.

"How is it? Are you all done?" Chu Ge couldn't help asking.

"Everything is done, you can win the championship with a purchase of 500,000 yuan."

"Very good, so next, just wait and see my performance."

Suddenly, there was a burst of cheers and the ringtone for the end of the game. It was obvious that another game was over.
Chapter completed!