Looking at the five contestants selected by Jabbar, Zhao Yu's heart was filled with mixed feelings.
Logically speaking, he had already defeated three, so he should have fought two more. Or, not counting the two who had been ambushed, he should have fought four more. At the very least, he should have fought five in a row, but at the very least, he should have fought them one by one. He couldn't have fought them all at once!
Who would have thought that the treacherous warden would come up with such a wicked idea? He wanted him to fight five at once! Does he think I'm Ye Wen? Why don't you let me fight ten at once?
Two of the five contestants were black and three were white. Although they were all different in height and weight, each of them had a strong physique and unique bones. At first glance, one could tell that they were not easy to deal with!
Holy sh * t, I don't know what the warden is thinking. How does he know that I can fight? Now, I can't keep a low profile even if I wanted to.
However, in addition to paying attention to the competition, Zhao Yu, who was a detective, noticed a small detail. When the warden found out about the situation, before he gave the order, there seemed to be a pause for a few seconds.
Moreover, at that time, the warden made a gesture of pressing his hand against his ear, as if there was something stuffed in his ear.
Coupled with some of the warden's expressions and movements, Zhao Yu guessed that there might be something like a miniature communication device stuffed in his ear.
In other words, there might be a higher level figure above the warden.
The one who gave the order for Zhao Yu to fight five at once was not the warden himself, but the higher level figure behind the scenes.
"Boo … Boo …"
Seeing that Zhao Yu was about to fight five at once, the prison guards at the scene hissed, and some even whistled.
The person in charge, Jabbar, followed the warden's instructions and began to send people to place bets. It was conceivable that under such circumstances, no one would bet on Zhao Yu's victory.
At this time, the five contestants who were sent to fight finally understood what was going on. After learning that the five of them had to fight one against one, they all showed expressions of disbelief.
Although the five of them were not the top experts in the House of Sin, they had a certain level of strength and fame. Now that the five of them were to join forces to bully a newcomer with yellow skin, they could only feel that it was an insult to them.
Therefore, after the referee went on stage, the five of them did not move. They all stood on the spot with their arms crossed.
"Hey …" The warden upstairs seemed to have noticed the problem, so he pressed his hand on the railing and said, "You guys must fight with all your might. If you win, you can enter the Paradise Area directly! Those who are already in Paradise will get a chance to make a phone call! "
* Hua … *
As soon as these words came out, an uproar broke out. The prison guards were once again shocked by the warden's decision.
The five contestants felt like they were dreaming. Being able to enter the Paradise District was the dream of every prisoner in the normal area, and being able to call their families was the dream of every prisoner!
How could these five contestants not go crazy with such extravagant and tempting conditions?
They immediately entered the arena and rubbed their palms together. They were extremely excited and couldn't wait to beat Zhao Yu up!
Just like that, the atmosphere suddenly heated up, and the whole arena was boiling with excitement. The audience was holding onto their bets, waiting passionately for Zhao Yu to be beaten up.
Although the odds for Zhao Yu to lose were extremely low, in their eyes, it was a guaranteed win, so almost everyone bet on Zhao Yu to lose.
Sure enough …
However, at this time, Zhao Yu was still thinking about the warden. He vaguely felt that there seemed to be something fishy going on.
Logically speaking, if the warden didn't know Zhao Yu's background, it would be impossible for him to arrange such a match. Letting a newcomer fight against five was obviously targeting Zhao Yu.
Could it be that the person behind the warden knew him?
Could it be?
This person … Who could it be?
Since Miao Kun was caught here, then … Could this person be the mastermind behind the whole thing?!
Ring ring ring …
Just as Zhao Yu was still thinking about this, the referee rang the bell in his hand. This seemingly absurd match had already begun!
The five contestants were already full of energy. As soon as the bell rang, they all rushed towards Zhao Yu.
What the f * ck!
Only then did Zhao Yu react. He immediately swung his fists and fought with them.
As the saying goes, a good man can't stand against so many people. A random punch can kill an old master. Although Zhao Yu's kung fu was not weak, there were too many opponents. Just as he blocked a punch, he was kicked in the stomach and fell to the ground …
Roar … Roar …
Seeing Zhao Yu fall to the ground, the audience cheered. In their opinion, the match should be over soon.
"Wow …"
A short black man wanted to end the fight quickly and aimed a kick at Zhao Yu's head. Zhao Yu hurriedly rolled on the ground and dodged it.
"Wow …"
Another Arabian kicked at Zhao Yu's chest. Zhao Yu reacted quickly and grabbed his ankle. Just as he was about to punch him hard, the rest of the Arabian men rushed in front of him in the blink of an eye. They started punching and kicking again. Zhao Yu was kicked away again and fell to the ground.
Okay …
At this time, Zhao Yu finally understood that these five people were not ordinary enemies. They were all professionally trained masters who had been honed through cruel fighting!
Zhao Yu was not Li Bencheng or Ding Lan. His kung fu was not good enough to kill them.
So, I'm sorry, brothers. Zhao Yu looked at his opponents and thought apologetically, I didn't go to prison to fight you. I still have a lot of things to do!
So … Hehehe …
The corners of Zhao Yu's mouth twitched, revealing a sinister smile …
"Wow …"
The five contestants thought that they could end the match quickly. They did not expect their opponent to be so agile. They immediately became anxious and pounced at Zhao Yu fiercely again.
But this time, Zhao Yu seemed to be a different person. He did not dodge, but immediately grabbed an Arabian from the crowd and punched him in the face!
Ah?
The Arabian was slightly shocked and quickly covered his face with his forearm. However, Zhao Yu's punch was so strong that it was like an oil hammer. The Arabian screamed and fell to the ground!
In fact, while Zhao Yu was fighting, the other contestants were kicking and hitting with all their strength. But somehow, Zhao Yu did not feel anything when their punches and kicks hit him. It was as if his body was made of iron!
"Go to hell!"
Zhao Yu cursed in Chinese, then squatted down and punched the Arabian man who had fallen to the ground. Although the Arabian man tried his best to block Zhao Yu's punches, his face was covered in blood after a few punches, and he soon fainted.
"Wow …"
The others were still punching Zhao Yu, but when they saw Zhao Yu's muscular appearance, they couldn't help but feel a little guilty.
After Zhao Yu knocked one out, he immediately turned around and hugged another person's thigh. Then, ignoring the other people's kicks and kicks, he pressed down on the person's thigh with his elbow. The sound of bones cracking could be heard from the person's thigh!
"Ah …"
The man let out a shrill scream. When Zhao Yu let go, he fell to the ground and hugged his thigh. He was in so much pain that he wanted to die.
Dong …
A black man swung his fist and punched Zhao Yu's temple!
However, Zhao Yu didn't even move from such a fierce punch. He smiled coldly, then grabbed the black man's wrist, turned around, and pulled hard. The black man's arm made a cracking sound, as if it had been dislocated.
"Ah … Ah ah …" The black man felt as if his entire arm had fallen off, and he immediately cried out in pain.
After Zhao Yu blocked the other people's attacks, he swung his tail and kicked the black man's chin with his right foot. The black man flew into the air, then fell to the ground and vomited blood. He could no longer move.
Ah!!?
No one expected the situation to change so suddenly. The audience, who had been cheering just now, suddenly became silent. The whole arena was quiet, and only the screams of the man with the broken leg could be heard.
"Ah …"
At that moment, a long-haired Arabian man punched Zhao Yu's chest twice, making a terrifying sound.
However, Zhao Yu still did not react. He immediately punched back, hitting the man's chest twice.
In the end, his opponent was sent flying with a whoosh. Not only was he sent flying out of the arena, he even crashed into the crowd, causing a commotion.
When the commotion was over, the man had already vomited blood and could not get up.
Now, there was only a short black man left in the arena. He saw how brutal Zhao Yu was and lost his fighting spirit. He did not even have the courage to rush over.
Zhao Yu ignored him, but slowly walked up to the man with the broken leg and kicked him until he fainted.
"Ah …"
Seeing such terrifying strength, the short man was no longer in the mood to continue fighting. He quickly knelt on the ground and slapped the floor, admitting defeat.
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