This time, there was no need for a ten-second countdown because Python Rat had been lying on the ground for more than thirty seconds. A countdown was a little unnecessary.
The entire audience was silent.
They never expected that Python Rat would be beaten to the ground a few minutes after the boxing match began and could not get up? How was this possible? Could it be that the boxing venue saw that they had placed their bets and deliberately found someone to support them?
However, thinking about the reputation of this underground boxing venue, it did not seem like such a thing had happened before. After a while, someone began to lament.
Soon, the medical team went up to the ring and examined Python Rat. After the leading doctor finished the examination, he announced, "Python Rat has three fractured ribs and his right arm is fractured. He is now unconscious."
When the other medical staff lifted Python Rat, everyone saw that his right arm was bent abnormally! Obviously, it was snapped by Xiao Chen when he used the Rising Dragon Fist!
At this moment, the audience believed that it was impossible for him to be supported. Python Rat would not allow himself to be beaten up like this just to cooperate with the support! For an underground boxer, the arm was very important. If he did not recover well, he might not be able to fight in the future!
Xiao Chen got off the stage and entered the resting room to rest. On the big screen, the White Fox's odds dropped from 1: 5 to 1! Because Xiao Chen's match was simply too fast, the organizers had no choice but to make a huge adjustment.
Previously, there were very few people who bet on Xiao Chen. Even if there were, it was a small number of people who bet for fun. The amount was not very large, so they did not win much money. At this moment, they were regretting it.
Xiao Chen won this round and took back the twenty thousand yuan he lost, as well as the one hundred and ten thousand yuan prize money.
"Mr. White Fox, do you still want to challenge the first-level competition in the next match?" When the white shirt asked this question, he was a little worried. After all, if Xiao Chen continued to fight in the first-level competition, there would be few opponents.
"No, I want to challenge the second-level competition!" Xiao Chen said faintly.
"Okay, then I will prepare it for you! Because you are the winner, you have the priority to challenge. We will arrange it now. Are you sure you want to continue the challenge? " The man in the white shirt heaved a sigh of relief. If Xiao Chen challenged a second-class competition, it was impossible for the audience to bet on Xiao Chen. After all, no matter how good Xiao Chen was, it was only for the first-class competition.
"No problem." Xiao Chen nodded. "In addition, I will continue to bet this 130,000 yuan on myself."
"Okay." The white shirt nodded and went to make the arrangements.
The White Fox's odds became 1: 1. The audience still wanted to bet because Xiao Chen's overwhelming advantage was too obvious. However, when the audience saw that the White Fox's next match was a second-class match, they all retracted their excited minds.
It could be said that in the second-level tournament, any contestant could KO a contestant in the first-level tournament in a very short period of time. So, if they were to bet everything on Xiao Chen at this time, it was a little too risky. Moreover, Xiao Chen's odds weren't high anymore. It was now 1: 1.
Besides, like Xiao Chen, after challenging the first-level competition, he felt that he was good enough and then challenged the second-level competition. After that, many people lost. Therefore, Xiao Chen might not continue to win.
When Xiao Chen's opponent appeared on the big screen, the people present were even less optimistic about Xiao Chen. This was because the person who challenged Xiao Chen was a veteran player. This person was called Meng Long. He had won seven second-level competitions in a row. If he won three more, he would be disqualified from the second-level competition.
The boxing arena could not allow you to win all the time. Not only would you win every match, but the audience would also bet on you. How could the boxing arena make money then?
However, this person was sent to fight Xiao Chen. In fact, it was Er Luozi's idea. He made a simple judgment about Xiao Chen's strength. He thought that Xiao Chen was aiming for the third-level competition, so the second-level competition should not be a problem. He could use Xiao Chen to make some money!
Therefore, the number of bets on Xiao Chen and that person was basically 2: 1. Xiao Chen was the minority, but Xiao Chen's odds were slightly higher. Meng Long's odds were only 1: 2!
Even so, the audience still thought that Meng Long had a higher chance of winning.
After a short break, Xiao Chen went to the arena again. He went to the arena with a man with a ponytail. This man was Meng Long.
Meng Long did not wear a mask. It seemed that he was not afraid of people knowing his face.
"Young man, I heard that you are very strong. You jumped from the first-level competition to the second-level competition. If your opponent was someone else, you might be able to win one or two rounds. However, you can only blame your bad luck for meeting me, Meng Long." Meng Long crossed his arms in front of his chest and said arrogantly.
"I have a hobby. I specialize in treating all kinds of difficult and complicated diseases." Xiao Chen said calmly, "I also have a nickname, the Terminator of Acting Tough. Those who act tough in front of me usually do not have a good ending."
"Ha, young man, you are quite humorous. Let's see if you still have the energy to be humorous later." Meng Long did not care at all. There were many people who spoke tough in the arena, but in the end, they all fell under his fists. He believed that this time would be the same.
"Contestants, in position. Three, two, one. Begin!" The judge shouted into the microphone.
"Heya — —" After the referee said the word "Begin", Meng Long suddenly sent a flying kick towards Xiao Chen! It seemed that although this was an underground boxing competition, the contestants liked to use underhanded kicks!
Xiao Chen did not want to waste time. He did not want to waste time with Meng Long. If he had the time, he could only earn money by fighting two third-level competitions. So, Xiao Chen grabbed Meng Long's heel and swung it hard. After Meng Long's body spun in the air twice, he was suddenly thrown out of the arena by Xiao Chen!
Meng Long was feeling good about himself. He thought that he was experienced and that he wanted to give Xiao Chen a show of strength. He wanted to make the first move and kill Xiao Chen instantly! He had used this trick many times to deal with pretentious newbies. However, he did not expect that Xiao Chen's reaction would be so quick. He grabbed his leg and threw him out of the arena!
Meng Long was a Stage 2 Inner Force martial artist. Even if Xiao Chen was a Stage 3 Qi Refinement Stage cultivator, he would not be able to kill him so quickly. However, it was his fault for underestimating Xiao Chen.
Meng Long knew that he was in trouble when he was thrown out by Xiao Chen. Xiao Chen's strength was not the strength of a Stage 2 Inner Force martial artist. It was obviously the strength of a Stage 3 Inner Force martial artist. Meng Long wanted to struggle but it was useless. He fell headfirst and fell off the arena. His face was covered in blood!
His nose was dented and all his teeth had fallen off. However, this was only on the surface. Seeing that he was twitching on the ground, it was obvious that he had suffered a serious internal injury.
The crowd was stunned once again, and fell into a dead silence.
They were shocked when Xiao Chen killed Boa Rat in a second. But now, Xiao Chen killed Meng Long in a second. He was at a loss!
Xiao Chen was not lying. He really had the strength to do so! Boa Rat and Boa Rat did not notice anything. However, Meng Long's face was covered in blood and he was twitching non-stop. Everyone could tell that he was seriously injured.
"White Fox wins this round!" The referee's reaction this time was a little faster than the previous time. However, the ten second countdown had already passed. He ran into the arena and directly announced Xiao Chen's victory.
"Aooo — —" At this time, those who bet on Xiao Chen's victory all shouted. They won.
Although the odds were not as high as before, they still made a profit.
In the control room, Er Luozi watched Xiao Chen win easily. He could not help but frown. The people sitting beside him were Lou Zhenming and Skinny Monkey!
Er Luozi was worried. The young master of the Lou Clan, Lou Zhenming, was here for an inspection, but the White Fox was here!
The White Fox was different from the previous Boa Rat and Fierce Dragon. In every match, he had an absolute advantage over his opponents. In this way, if the White Fox were to continue fighting, the audience would definitely place their bets on Xiao Chen. Moreover, it would be a huge bet!
Although the casino could afford it, Er Luozi was embarrassed to lose money in front of Lou Zhenming.
If it was any other time, it would have been fine. No matter how amazing Xiao Chen was, he would only be able to fight ten matches at most. Lowering the odds and giving the audience some benefits would also allow them to spend more money to bet here in the future.
"How are we going to make money if the White Fox continues to do this? White Fox's odds are 1: 0.5. The next round hasn't even started and he already has more than ten million on him. If we lose money, we will lose millions! "Lou Zhenming said unhappily.
Er Luozi smiled bitterly. As expected, Lou Zhenming was a little unhappy. The money they lost belonged to the Lou Clan. In other words, it was Lou Zhenming's family's money.
"Master Ming, it's normal for us to make money from gambling," Er Luozi said. "However, the White Fox's target is the third-class competition. We might not be so lucky then."
"Alright." Lou Zhenming nodded.
After Xiao Chen rested for a while, he chose to challenge the Level 3 competition. However, his current odds were very low. Xiao Chen had won 160,000 in the previous competition. Adding the 130,000 from before, he had a total of 290,000. The speed at which he earned money was still quite fast.
"290,000 on myself. I will challenge the third-class competition," Xiao Chen said to the man in white shirt.
"Okay, I will arrange it." The man in white shirt nodded and went to arrange it.
The third round of the competition soon began. In this match, Xiao Chen's opponent was a third-class inner force martial artist. However, he had just advanced to third-class inner force. His name was "Little Kui." It was said that he was a retired martial arts instructor.
Therefore, although his strength might be that of a third-class martial artist and he wasn't particularly strong, his actual combat experience was quite rich.
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