As the host said, the light was directly on the right side of the ring. Everyone thought that those who came to challenge Brandt would probably be a strong man. However, when they turned their eyes, they saw a 1.7-meter-long man, wearing a black robe and a strange mask on his face, which looked very strange. However, from his cloak, this guy was completely a bamboo pole. How could such a person be their beast, Brandt's opponent?

Suddenly, everyone felt a sense of deflation, and some excited people shouted at the stage that there was a shady story. It must be Pikashu who deliberately found such a bamboo pole to be a rival to Brandt in order to make Brandt a god of war. However, the man in the black robe ignored the audience's shouting, but walked to another corner of the ring silently, leaned against the pillar, and stood towards Brandt.

The host looked at the people who were shouting the dark side below, smiled coldly in his heart, and then walked off the ring. His work as a host is temporarily over here. The latter was handed over to the two boxers and the referee on the field. After the host walked off the ring, a fat referee took over the position where the host was before, stood in the middle of the ring, waved at the two, and signaled the two to come in the middle.

"Listen, since you all choose to stand on this ring, you must abide by the rules. In this ring, there is no so-called admit defeat. The only way to end the game is to kill your opponent! Use all the means you can use, and then you will return to your corner and start the game three seconds after you start the game."

As a guy who had killed nine people here, Brandt naturally knew the rules here. The reason why the referee said this was completely for the man in the black robe. However, before Brandt returned to his corner, he also listed his snow-white teeth at the man in the black robe, just like a beast showing his minions to the enemy. But the man in the black robe was completely unmoved and silently returned to his corner.

Three seconds later, the ringtone that represented the start of the game rang, and the audience in the audience began to shout loudly again. Maybe they thought Brandt's opponent was too weak, but after admiring so many even-match battles, it was a good experience to occasionally watch the crushing game. Moreover, this situation where Brandt would almost 100% win also gave all gamblers a chance to make money, although they would not make much money.

"Brant, go up and tear him apart! Use your fists to tell the short guy not to come to such a place in the next life!"

"Go up, beast, bite him! Tear him! Kill him!"

"Brant! Brandt! Brandt!"

The audience below shouted hard, and Brandt on the stage did not hesitate at all. After roaring like a beast at the man in black, he rushed directly towards the man in black. Brandt was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, he had already reached the man in black. He didn't drag on the man in black, and he hit the man in black without any delay.

The man in black robe tilted his head and avoided the punch, but the clothes on his shoulder were blown by the fist wind. Passively being beaten is not the style of the man in black robe. When Brandt retracted his fist, the man in black robe ran towards the other person's head with a straight punch, which was also a straight punch, but the man in black robe's straight punch was even more pure, without any extra movement, just being quick, accurate, and punching would cost you your life.

Because the man with black robes was too fast, it was impossible for Brandt to avoid it, so he could only barely raise his other hand to protect the vital points of his head. As soon as he raised his hand, the man with black robes directly hit his arm. The two of them suddenly heard a cracking sound. The sound of bone shattering was naturally not from the man with black robes' hands, but from Brandt's forearm.

The next second, Brandt roared like a beast pounding to death on the field. Brandt covered his forearm while retreating. When Brandt retreated to the edge of the ring, he slowly let go of his hand. The audience who leaned tightly immediately saw a deep fist mark appeared on Brandt's strong forearm muscles. At the deepest point of the mark, there were several tiny white stubbles. Seeing this scene, the audience understood that Brandt's forearm was useless.

The audience immediately took a breath of air. They never thought that the small man like a thin bamboo pole had such a big punch.

On the ring, the man in black robe did not choose to continue chasing, but stood silently, staring at Brandt with empty eyes. Brandt took a while, and finally waited for the pain from his arm to relieve a little, and took a deep breath and waited for his opponent with bloodthirsty eyes.

Brandt does not deny that when he saw his opponent's figure, he did feel contemptuous. But the opponent has such a powerful force, so he must give his all. Because he still wants to survive, his reward has not been enough. Now Brandt knows how powerful his opponent is, so he will do his best next.

After taking a deep breath, Brandt moved. This time his speed was far three or four times higher than the beginning. Although he had already stolen his hand, he firmly believed that he could still defeat his opponent. He raised his fist again and smashed it into the face of the man in the black robe. However, he still tilted his head gently and avoided it. While avoiding it, a disdainful sneer appeared on the corner of the man in the black robe, as if he was mocking Brandt.

Seeing this expression, the blue veins on Brandt's forehead were swollen by blood. He took a sudden breath, and then suddenly fisted at the man in the black robe. When the audience saw this scene, they immediately shouted out. This was Brandt's unique skill in the ears and a series of fists. This punch was extremely fast, but the power did not weaken at all. Instead, it became stronger while swinging. Brandt had encountered many tricky opponents, but when he used this move, all the tricky people were blown out. So when he saw the familiar scene again, the audience cheered again, as if the familiar scene would appear again.

However, many times, things will never be as good as others wish. Although Brandt's swing speed was already very fast, he still could not hit the man in black. After hiding for a while, the man in black felt bored.
Chapter completed!