Chapter 17 (Part 1)

Qi Ji was sandwiched between two bodyguards one after the other, and followed a single passage up until he reached the waiting room at the backstage of the boxing ring.

The waiting room is very close to the front stage, and you can hear some movement outside. It seems that the opening session is going on ahead, and the voice of the speech is somewhat familiar, it sounds like Jiang Shao who has just met Qi Ji.

Jiang Shao's voice came through the obstacles, and it was not real to hear. The gist of it was to thank everyone for taking the time to come. It can be heard that the pomp is very big this time, it seems that there are many guests who Jiang Shao has to greet politely.

Soon, the opening session ended, but Qi Ji was still not called to the stage. Instead, he heard a voice similar to the host talking in a large banquet hall.

He recognized it only after listening carefully.

There seems to be an auction going on outside.

Thinking about it this way, it seems to be understandable why this boxing match will be moved to the venue on the ground - this exhibition match is probably one of the hottest events of the auction, used to mobilize the atmosphere.

After the opening, there were several rounds of auctions. Although the appearance of the auction items could not be seen in the waiting room, the descriptions and bidding voices from the host from time to time were enough to reveal the rarity and expensiveness of these auction items.

And this auction seems to be delivered on the spot, pay on the spot, and you can get the lot directly without any extra procedures. The host's voice is very provocative, showing the huge flow of funds naked.

A round of five auction items ended, and it seemed that it was halftime, and Qi Ji was finally notified to appear.

He walked up the stairs on the side of the stage, and the lighting mode seemed to have changed outside. As soon as he appeared on the stage, the hot spotlight came over, and the snow-white beam shrouded Qi Ji's body.

Under the light, fine dust can be seen. The boy's figure became more and more dazzling, as if it was shining brightly.

The oncoming white light was too dazzling, Qi Ji narrowed his eyes subconsciously and turned his head to the side. The scorching glare evoked his memory of the huge spotlights overhead in the boxing ring of the past, but this is the only similarity between the two stages.

As soon as Qi Ji took the stage, he found that the venue of this exhibition match was completely different from any previous one.

There was no arena, no cage, and no opening gong resounding in the ears. It is more like a noble and elegant exhibition hall than a boxing ring.

It's just that the booth has just been removed, leaving behind a giant high-definition live screen to faithfully present all the details of the exhibits.

Qi Ji couldn't help feeling strange.

He knew that an auction was being held here, but there was no sign of boxing on this huge stage that was dozens of meters wide.

This is obviously not a place for punching, and it doesn't even show any attention to this exhibition match.

To be more precise... This gorgeous banquet hall and the naked boxing match are completely two worlds. Qi Jidan stood here and felt out of place.

The scene under the stage was even more different from before. Qi Ji glanced down from the stage. The hall was spacious, bright, and magnificent. There were dozens of snow-white round tables full of guests in full costumes.

They were dressed luxuriously, with graceful manners, and were looking up at the stage.

Looking at Qi Ji.

Qi Ji felt a little uncomfortable being stabbed by these heatless eyes.

He has been in the square boxing ring, entered the octagonal cage, heard the harsh words and curses, and heard the cheers from all sides. However, this time, Qi Ji was standing on a gorgeous and bright icy high platform. The audience was silent and there were only a pair of indifferent eyes.

Those indifferent gazes made him more uncomfortable than the concentrated beams of scorching bright lights.

Qi Ji could only look away and looked at the center of the stage.

The only thing that can prove that there is still a game going on here is the referee standing in the center of the stage. The man was tall and powerful. He was wearing a suit and couldn't cover his muscles. He was more like a bodyguard in charge of field control than a referee.

Everything has an inexplicable weirdness.

Qi Ji clenched his mouthguard and slowly calmed his breath.

With or without traps or oddities... this is destined to be an uphill battle.

In fact, his hunch was right.

The contestant who came up from the other side of the stage, Qi Ji's opponent in this exhibition match, was no stranger to his face.

The man was muscular, tall and mighty, with bronze skin, and when he walked, it felt as if the floor was moving.

Qi sent a picture of this person before, and the other person had a name that matched his appearance very well - "Bruid Bear".

Qi Ji didn't play the whole match before, and he never met the opponent head-on, but from the boxer's information and various rumors, he has heard the fierce name of the fierce bear more than once.

Since the "Crazy Fist" caused people's lives and was forced to disappear, the violent bear has become the new overlord in the boxing competition. It is said that he is now the first of the four trump cards in the boxing arena.

But when he saw the real person, Qi Ji realized that although the other party was tall and majestic, his movements were obviously sloppy, and his aura was not as fierce as rumored. If it wasn't for the opponent wearing the boxing uniform, Qi Ji even wondered if Baoxiong had gone wrong. The other party's expression was not as if he was going to participate in the competition, but more like he was going to participate in the victory celebration.

Even if it's an exhibition match, it's still a match in front of everyone's eyes. People who can hit this level are often not as rude and brainless as they appear.

But there was obviously no murderous aura around Bao Xiong, and even the look in Qi Ji's eyes was a little subtle.

That gaze didn't look like a threat or contempt, but instead revealed a quirky playfulness.

Qi Ji frowned secretly, feeling that something was not right.

When the referee gave the order and announced the start of the game, the feeling that something was wrong became even stronger—Qi Ji even found that he was completely unable to control his physical reaction.

In a boxing match, hand-to-hand combat is impossible to avoid. Although Qi Ji has been a bit overly sensitive during this time, he has successfully survived the previous rounds of competition. But now, the parts of his body that were touched were a hundred times harder than before, and the sensation was no longer just the pain and pain before, but further evolved into an indescribable numbness and soreness like an electric shock.

As soon as he was touched by the violent bear, Qi Ji almost cried out because of this strange feeling.

...What happened to his body?

Not only did the pain feel escalated, but the skin irritation after the collision also lasted for a long time. It couldn't be eased and recovered for a while, and even the rest of the body's reaction was half a beat slower.

Under this sudden accident, it was only twenty strokes, Qi Ji's waist, abdomen and arms were blue and red, and the exposed forearm was burning hot and painful.

Equally hot and scorching are the various gazes cast from the audience. Those fluttering sights were magnified a hundred times in power at this moment, and countless eyes were fixed on Qi Ji, like flying rocks and arrows, densely covering the sky and sun, piercing him to the ground.

Qi Ji was completely dragged down by this serious sensitive reaction. His strength is to quickly adapt to accurate analysis, and wait for the opportunity to find out the opponent's flaws and attack. But now, the accumulated pain was acting on his body, directly slowing down his coping speed.

Not to mention active attack, he can't even take care of defense.

"Well……!"

Another heavy punch wrapped in the power of thunder slammed into the front. Qi Ji tried his best to dodge sideways, but he was also forced out of a large defensive flaw.

When he dodged, he realized that something was wrong, but it was too late to react. Seeing that Qi Ji's chest and abdomen are directly exposed within the attack range of the violent bear, the opponent can directly break his defenseless ribs with another punch—

"Beep!"

At the critical moment, the whistle to stop the hand suddenly sounded, and the tall referee with a body similar to the violent bear rushed forward in two steps, and directly shot to stop the violent bear.

Qi Ji escaped by chance, and was still in shock, and looked at the referee in surprise.

The underground boxing stadium draws on the competition rules of the A competition, that is, mixed martial arts competitions. The referee of a generally stops the other side only when one side is down and has no defense, and rarely intervenes midway.

There are fewer restrictions in a naked boxing match than a. The referee is only responsible for whistle counting and declaring the winner most of the time. It is impossible to interrupt the attack midway.

As soon as he played, Qi Ji found out that the referee was very polite. He has encountered the referee in the boxing ring before, and Qi Ji's memory is enough to remember everyone at a glance. He can be sure that he has not seen this person in the referee.

Why did he help himself?

The strangest thing is that after being inexplicably stopped by the referee, not only did Baoxiong not jump into a rage, but instead took advantage of the situation to withdraw, without arguing with the referee, and just retreated to his own defensive zone.

Aware of Qi Ji's stunned look in his eyes, Bao Xiong looked over and suddenly grinned at him.

That smile was full of malice, very similar to the smile on Jiang Shaolin's face before he left.

Qi Ji's heart skipped a beat.

The ominous premonition intensified.

The game continued, and the next few rounds of battles were almost all copies of the first trick—Qi Ji would be dragged down by the abnormal reaction of his body to the point of being unable to fight back, and the overwhelmingly dominant Violent Bear would always Was stopped by the referee when he was about to KO.

The reason why he chose this sturdy referee is because ordinary people can't stop the attack of the violent bear at all. However, after many repetitions, without much effort from the referee, Bao Xiong has been able to close his hands in time, and his punching movements have become more and more random.

This exhibition match, which was moved to a bright and bright stage, has completely lost the sense of fighting with bare fists, and only unilaterally crushed and played.

No one called the end. Unless one party falls to the ground and loses the ability to attack, there is no winner or loser in the exhibition match, only a set time limit. The two sides have to go back and forth in their moves, and a good game is more important than the result. Qi Ji didn't know this before the game, he didn't even know who his opponent was.

But Bao Xiong was obviously prepared. He even deliberately slowed down his attack speed to give Qi Ji a chance to breathe, and then left more injuries on Qi Ji during the deliberately prolonged battle.

This is what the audience wants to see the most.

At a glance, the dozens of guests at the table below the stage were still calm and indifferent, and they were all polite when talking to each other. Only their eyes looking at the boy on the stage became more and more fiery, and they even followed the violent bear with their eyes to attack.

Those fresh scars all over the fair skin are like piles of dry wood, which can ignite a raging fire in the hot air without even needing a spark.

This spacious, bright, luxurious and gorgeous banquet hall looks like a hunting ground at the moment. The dark and cold muzzles are aimed at the most beautiful deer, and the hunters are still enjoying it with great interest. Weeping under the whip.

The exhibition competition was coming to an end, and a three-minute countdown sound came from the side of the stage. Qi Ji could barely stand still. The pain from the wound penetrated into the brain along the back and he could feel it even if he stood still. To the kind of pain that is like stirring in the brain.

He was gasping for breath, and his throat was choked with a mouthful of sweetness. He couldn't swallow. Every breath was a new round of torture to his nasal cavity and trachea. The violent bear just got stuck in his throat, and even if he let go, the circle around his neck was still burning and hurting.

After getting stuck at the vital point of Qi Ji's throat, Bao Xiong wanted to let go and back away, but because of the excited low-pitched voices from the audience, the referee signaled him to extend it for a while - he pinched the white neck and slowly pulled the person from the scene. Picking it up from the ground, the boy was like a dying deer in his hands, fragile, slender, and shattered when touched.

Seductive and pitiful, but also seductive and abusive.

A layer of wet fog appeared in those beautiful and desperate eyes, which was clearly enlarged by the giant screen to every viewer, and no one could be indifferent to it.

Unfortunately, until the opponent was about to suffocate and let him go, the bear did not see the opponent's tears fall.

The referee's whistle sounded, and the Bears returned to their defensive zone. He also heard the countdown sound. In three more minutes, the performance can be completed successfully, and he can successfully get this easily won prize money.

Looking at the other side, the opponent was already bloodless and sweaty. He couldn't even do the most basic defense.

However, the violent bear naturally won't punch directly, which is contrary to the competition requirements he received. His real plan is to twist the person's arm behind him, forcing the person to kneel down toward the audience, or to put the person down, grab the person by one of the other's calves and lift the person upside down, and use this humiliating gesture to show the person to the audience. .

This is the true meaning of today's "performance".

The two options are not difficult to implement. After weighing it, Baoxiong chose the second one.

Obviously, this choice can get more enthusiastic response from the audience, and he can also get more extra rewards.

The implementation of the plan was as smooth as the previous rounds of battle. The opponent had exhausted his physical strength in the previous fight. He was even thrown to the ground by the violent bear on the back, and he failed to give a timely response.

The violent bear moved his neck, loosened his muscles and bones, and stretched out his hand to the person who was thrown and unable to counterattack under the attention of the public, intending to pull the person upside down by his calf.

He grabbed the other's bare ankle with one hand, and circled his fingers to have a little extra. The young opponent's skin is smooth and soft, with a cool and delicate touch, even better than the 20-year-old young model who is often brought by the bear.

But don't know if it's because the skin is too smooth, the bear was about to pull up the person's right leg, but the slender calf in the palm suddenly slipped, and it fell down as if it was unstable. The violent bear subconsciously stretched out his hand to fish, and his body did not consciously shorten, and it was a little difficult.

But the next second, the blue veins on the forehead of the violent bear suddenly burst out, and he suddenly realized the real reason for his short stature - it was not his own movements at all, but the pressure on the back of the neck forced him to be unable to straighten up -

"boom!!"

"Ah, ahh-!!"

Before he could react, the fist wrapped in blood went straight to the eye socket, the violent bear roared in pain, and the big palm tightly pinched the slender calf in his hand.

He was struck with real fury by the surprise blow, forgetting everything he had been told before the performance. The bloody eyes that were punched by a punch completely lost his leisure and calmness just now. He just wanted to break the leg of the person in front of him and smash him to death on this stage!

The slender calf was squeezed by the iron hoop, and the slender calf was reddish with blood. The violent bear did not keep his hand at all, but before he heard the familiar sound of bone cracking, a humerus of his right arm suddenly drilled out. The stock was sore and numb, and it jumped up like a poisonous snake, forcing him to subconsciously let go of the clenched right palm.

And the second after the object in his hand disappeared, the violent bear flashed before his eyes, and he clearly heard the rattling of his teeth being forced out.

A cold but fierce force was strangling his throat. Before he could react, the neck of the violent bear was already wrapped around a pair of scarred legs. Sinking down, there was a crisp sound of "click" in the most vulnerable part of the human body.

"Uh-uh-uh...!"

The power of this double-leg strangulation is extremely powerful, making the violent bear unable to break free at all. At this moment, the owner of the legs folded up with the strength of the waist, hugged the bear's head with one arm, pressed the base of the palm on the opponent's temple, and held the bear's head and neck firmly with his legs and one hand. .

The violent bear was almost suffocated, and it was difficult to stand up. The tower-like body lost its strength, and it was so weak that it knelt down on the ground, and his knees made a loud noise on the hard ground.

"boom!"

"Heh...heh...guuu..."

The majestic boxer, who was still invincible just now, was on his knees at the moment, his face flushed red. His forehead was full of blue veins, and his throat was no longer able to scream, only some unsustainable hehe.

The stormy bear rolled his eyes upwards, more white than black, his hands tightly clawing at the two legs that locked his throat, leaving dark red finger marks on it, but he could never shake it.

It wasn't until the harsh whistle sounded that the referee stepped forward to separate the two, and the two long legs that locked the throat finally loosened, and staggered and stepped on the bear's thighs and fell down.

Those legs were fair complexion, straight and slender, but at the moment they were covered with bright red fingerprints and bruised scars. The front side of the right leg, which was horizontally near the throat before, was pinched by an iron palm to form a distinct five-fingerprint, which looked scarred.

But it was so amazing that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

Qi Ji used too much energy, and had to support the bear's body before he got down and stood up straight. When he stood firm, the violent bear, who had been suffocating for a long time due to the throat lock, swayed and threw himself on the ground.

There was a muffled "bang" sound.

For a time, the entire banquet hall was shocked by this sudden counter-kill.

After reacting, the referee hurriedly stepped forward to check the situation of the violent bear. Qi Ji stepped back a few steps to get out of the way, panting and coughing twice.

The violent bear will not be in serious trouble, at most it will be suffocated and coma. Qi Ji knew it in his heart. What he learned was how to fight, not how to kill. This move can defeat the enemy with one blow, but it is impossible to break the neck bone. He has never learned the kind of throat angle that can kill.

Sure enough, after the referee's inspection, he confirmed that Bao Xiong was safe, but he still frowned when he looked at Qi Ji.