Thinking of this, Yi Xuan signed on paper and stamped the name according to what the old man said. Then two men in black suits walked over to lead the way in front and led Yi Xuan in, while the black skin was left outside the door.

"This is your locker room." Because it is a simple room, the structure inside is not complicated. Apart from the small room that just entered, there is a small compartment not far from the place after entering. Two black suits in front led him to the door, one stood outside the door, and the other followed him into the room.

The compartment was not big, but the items were quite complete, with a bench and a locker, and there were towels and other supplies next to it. Yi Xuan was shocked when he saw the black suit following in.

"Didn't you ask me to change my clothes?" Then why don't you go out yet?

"The competition requires that the contestants not carry any sharp weapons, so you need to monitor them when changing clothes." Black suit explained expressionlessly.

Yi Xuan nodded and thought to himself that the contestants were still there. If he only listened to his words, he would think he had entered the national invitational competition.

Anyway, he was a man, so Yi Xuan didn't care. He just took a bath in a public bath. He took off only a pair of shorts. The black suit immediately handed him a pair of shorts, and looked at his less obvious muscles, and after thinking about it, he handed over a hurdle vest.

Yi Xuan looked at his disapproving expression and knew that the muscle mass on his body was indeed not very impressive, so he put on these two clothes obediently.

"Don't you take off your watch?" Black suit asked strangely when he looked at the black watch on Yi Xuan's hand.

"Ah?" Yi Xuan said it was broken. He really forgot about this watch for a while. He couldn't take it off at all. Thinking of this, he asked back with a little lack of confidence: "Is a watch also a powerful weapon?"

The black suit walked up and checked it carefully. Because the watch in the game hall was made of black plastic products, it looked like there was no lethality at all. The black suit curled his lips: "You shouldn't count, but the competition is quite fierce. If it is a valuable item, it may be damaged."

"Oh, it's nothing, it's not a valuable thing, it's broken." Yi Xuan said with a smile. He heard the black suit and felt depressed. He thought, "You might as well just take it off, what else can you do? But Yi Xuan is a boxer after all. Even if his figure is not very good, he is probably not weak in being sent to box. Therefore, although the black suit thought so in his heart, he did not dare to say it out.

Take off a black and red cloak from the clothes hanging and tied it to Yi Xuan.

The cloak has a big hood that can cover the whole person inside, which is very similar to the dress of Yi Xuan when he encounters the Demon King BOSS in the King of Fighters fight. Yi Xuan likes this very much.

"The competition will not start for a while, you can rest here during this period." The black suit packed all the clothes Yi Xuan changed into the wardrobe, locked the wardrobe in front of Yi Xuan, and said with the key: "Because you cannot carry sharp weapons in the mall, this key will be handed over to your person in charge for safekeeping."

"People in charge?" It seems that the black suit vows to carry out professionalism to the end, and speaks with genius.

"It's black skin."

"Oh~" Yi Xuan suddenly realized.

The black suit walked out of the door, leaving Yi Xuan alone in the room. Listening to the increasing noise outside, Yi Xuan knew that the spectators were coming one after another. The calm feeling of getting up early suddenly became a little restless, and his heart pounded and accelerated his jump. I don’t know if it was fear, nervous or excited. Take a deep breath and try to calm yourself down. Don’t be nervous, be confident! Your good guy, Yi Xuan kept saying to himself.

But the more this happens, it seems that the premature dynamic in my heart will be stronger. It is only in my life that I have encountered such a thing as a black boxing. It is impossible to say that I am not nervous. Although I am confident in my ability, I am still not as calm as I imagined when things come.

Yi Xuan looked at the straps beside him. He remembered that when he first met Aaron, he wrapped this thing around his hands. It looked quite professional, so he picked it up and tried to wrap it around for a few times, but in the end he only had one head left, which could not be fixed at all. He remembered that he had seen other students who Yang Kai taught to pester him before, and recalled it carefully, but still couldn't think of it. He pulled it a few times and threw it aside.

After a while, I felt bored, so I picked it up and tried it a few more times. I waited for such boring actions and passed without realizing it. Just when Yi Xuan finally wrapped his hand around, the door creaked and opened. The man in the suit was standing at the door, and said expressionlessly, "It's time to go on stage."

Yi Xuan pulled off the straps from his hand a few times, stood up and walked out, put the hood on his cloak on his head, and followed the man in the suit along the corridor with colored steel plates. The cheers, cheers and low music from outside came in faintly, making Yi Xuan's heart boil again, but without any guessing this time, Yi Xuan knew that he seemed to be a little excited.

As soon as the door at the end of the corridor opened, the depressed cheers that had just been rushing in immediately. The stands that were still sparsely scattered were now full of men and women. Everyone had a kind of fanatical excitement on their faces, and they shook their arms desperately in the sound of huge music and shouted loudly. The only thing that looked ordinary just now was different from when he first came in.

The windows on both sides were blocked, and the interior looked like night. The light source light next to the ring on the field was turned on, illuminating the ring. A host in a blue striped suit was holding the microphone and swaying his arms in amid the harsh cheers on both sides. He looked extremely excited. When he saw Yi Xuan coming out of the door, he immediately raised the microphone to his mouth with his duty.

"Ladies and gentlemen, warm applause welcomes our boxer TONY today. He is about to fight against the boxer from the United States, known as Andrew Johnson of Black King Kong!"

Yi Xuan looked at the opposite side in the dazzling light, and saw a black man nearly two meters tall standing there vigorously, with his shiny black muscles, as he seemed to be beating constantly under his intentional display, and his dark and oily face was indescribable ferocious expression.

From a distance, I looked like a chimpanzee wearing makeup. No wonder this name is such a name. However, his Tony seemed too imposing and didn't even think of a nickname for himself. It seems that this boss has completely given up on this boxing match. He is probably just a cannon fodder to explore the way, and he is thinking while walking to the bottom of the ring.

The men and women below immediately showed exaggerated smiles on their faces when they saw him, as if they were ridiculing him for being overestimated. Yi Xuan looked at the people on the field coldly. These people looked either rich or noble. They thought they were all social elites on weekdays, but at this time they all showed such ugly appearance, which was really disgusting.

It seemed to be to give these people who underestimated him a good look. Yi Xuan reached out and pulled the cloak away, bent his legs slightly, and flipped a jump and landed on the boxing ring with a bang.

The crowd below suddenly calmed down. You should know that Yi Xuan was bouncing on the spot. For the sake of viewing, this ring was built higher than the ordinary ring. In addition, the guardrail was almost two meters high. Yi Xuan actually jumped up easily. What a terrifying bounce.

In one second, two seconds, the crowd below suddenly made a tide of cheers, and Yi Xuan showed a contemptuous smile on his lips amid such cheers.

"How is it, boss, I'm right. Don't look at this kid, he can beat him very much." A Biao looked at Yi Xuan on the field and was both excited and angry, and he asked for credit to the person beside him like a pug.

The man he called the boss was sitting in the shadow of a private room stand, and the light was blocked by the ceiling of the private room. From outside, only half of the face, pointed chin, thin lips, and a faint beard under the shadow all gave people a calm and calm feeling. When A Biao heard A Biao begging for credit, the man snorted coldly, and A Biao immediately retreated to the corner aside tactfully, not daring to speak anymore.

Yi Xuan stood on the ring and listened to the crowd's cheers, his heart surged and filled with fighting spirit. He turned his head and stared at the opposite side. A huge and burly black shadow was walking towards the ring step by step against the light.
Chapter completed!