19: Chapter Underground Boxing Ring, First Fight

This place is not just the underground of the Jinghai Martial Arts Hall. One can even arrive at this underground plaza via the elevators of other martial arts halls.

"This place is the Duel Arena." Guan Zhenyue brought Li Canglan inside. Amidst the ear-piercing heavy metal music and roars, Guan Zhenyue's voice came through.

"Of course, you can also understand it in layman's terms as an underground boxing arena!"

Guan Zhenyue pointed to a Martial Artist on the stage wearing a black wolf mask. "Here, you can ascend to the Duel Arena just like them."

"As long as a winner is decided, there are no restrictions on any fighting style in the Duel Arena."

"For every duel, you can earn an appearance fee of three thousand."

"If you win three consecutive matches, you can also receive a 1% commission on the bets."

Speaking up to this point, Guan Zhenyue smiled, "Of course, you can also place bets on yourself to win."

Li Canglan looked into the octagon cage nearby. Some Martial Artists were biting off half of their opponent's ear. Others were severing their opponent's arm!

"Doesn't the official authority stipulate that killing each other is forbidden?"

"Who said they are killing each other?" Guan Zhenyue's expression became serious.

"Even here, killing is prohibited!"

"They are merely sparring and fighting here!"

There was one sentence Guan Zhenyue did not say out loud.

That was that while the Martial Artists who were defeated here might not necessarily die, they might not necessarily survive after leaving!

The organizers were not running a charity; if they encountered someone seriously injured, they would not treat them for free!

If they were truly too heavily injured, it would be a dead end after leaving. It was just that they wouldn't die here and harm others.

"Old He let you come over because he had the idea of letting you get on stage." Guan Zhenyue looked at Li Canglan, "Do you want to try?"

Li Canglan did not agree immediately. Three thousand was the appearance fee for a Body Tempering Martial Apprentice. It was almost equivalent to the monthly salary of one of Zhang Ganchao's parents, which was definitely not low.

But if he lost, perhaps these three thousand yuan wouldn't even be enough for medical expenses.

Only by winning three consecutive matches could he enjoy the treatment provided by the organizers, while also earning the 1% commission.

However, wanting to win was not that easy. Among those who dared to step on stage, there were few simple characters. Let alone winning three consecutive matches!

After hesitating for a long while, Li Canglan finally made a decision.

"Uncle Guan, I have decided to step on stage."

The Dao of Martial Arts must be contested!

Injury is not important, failure is not important. What is important is the battle, experience, and growth!

No one can guarantee that they will never fail in their lifetime. As long as he could grow up as quickly as possible and allow himself to calmly face the spatial impulses, even taking risks was worth it!

"Good, worthy of being the person Old He values."

Guan Zhenyue smiled faintly and took out a mask to hand to Li Canglan. On the mask, a ferocious Asura face was painted.

"Remember to hide your identity when going on stage, otherwise those gamblers who lost money on you might very likely do some extreme things."

Li Canglan nodded and entered the registration point to sign up. Seeing the mask on Li Canglan's face, the staff member did not ask him to remove it. They took out a form for Li Canglan to register his information.

For a Martial Artist who had never participated in a duel, the information was very simple, only having a nickname.

Nickname: Ghost Reaper.

Afterward, he came to a Puppet dummy similar to the Martial Arts Association combat power test and punched out.

Body Tempering Realm Late Stage!

The detection of this Puppet dummy was not particularly precise; it only measured a rough Realm. The Duel Arena officials had experts who would always pay attention to the battles, so there was no need to worry about anyone daring to pretend to be weak with a high Realm to challenge a low-Realm arena.

Registration required a fee of one thousand yuan. After the registration was successful, Li Canglan headed to the waiting room, waiting for the battle to begin.

The waiting room covered a huge area and could accommodate hundreds of Martial Artists to rest at the same time. Moreover, everyone wore masks and kept a certain distance from each other, not wanting to have too much contact with others.

Li Canglan took out the scroll of the Thunderbolt Slash and began to visualize.

The visualization of the Thunderbolt Slash was much easier than the Wind Sweeps Ten Thousand Thunders. In just five minutes, Li Canglan easily mastered this Martial Skill.

【Please have Ghost Reaper and Iron Bull proceed to the No. 19 Duel Arena!】

A few minutes later, the sound of the broadcast suddenly rang out.

Li Canglan stopped practicing the Martial Skill, and under the guidance of the staff, walked toward the arena.

A moment later, Li Canglan stood opposite the Martial Apprentice wearing the Iron Bull mask.

That person's height was probably close to two meters, with a tiger's back and bear's waist, and knotted muscles. Looking from afar, he was just like a sturdy wall!

The host began to introduce the combat resumes of both sides.

"Ghost Reaper, first time participating."

"Iron Bull, participated in 10 matches, 3 wins, 7 losses!"

The host's voice fell, and a chorus of discussion immediately erupted from the audience.

"This is actually a newbie? I'm betting directly on Iron Bull to win!"

"No way, brother, are you crazy? You dare to bet on a 30% win rate?"

"One look and I can tell you're a newcomer, let Daddy teach you a lesson."

"3 wins and 7 losses; not even discussing whether there were failures caused by continuous fighting, having experienced battles of the same level at least ensures his combat experience is not a problem."

"But the other one who has come to the Duel Arena for the first time must be very lacking in experience!"

"Not yet a Martial Artist, unable to leave the urban area, combat experience only consists of sparring in martial arts halls."

"That kind of sparring, compared to the battles in the Duel Arena, is just child's play!"

The man seemed to suddenly realize, "Understood, thank you for the guidance, brother. Then I'll bet twenty thousand first, betting on Iron Bull to win."

"Damn, is this guy actually a rich brother?"

Many people were placing bets on a dedicated app. Without exception, most people favored Iron Bull. Almost no one thought this guy named Ghost Reaper could win.

In the audience, Guan Zhenyue smiled knowingly. He bet one million on Ghost Reaper to win!

"I hope Old He's judgment does not disappoint me."

One million was just small change to Guan Zhenyue, and even more of a pittance to the Duel Arena officials. Like ordinary casinos, they adopted a commission-based method.

No matter who placed how many bets, it was a guaranteed profit for them. Even if the contestants placed bets themselves, it would not affect their earnings.

In the octagon cage.

"Kid, even if it's your first time here, I won't hold back at all." The burly man named Iron Bull sneered.

Although he lost a lot, because his speed of recovering his state was much faster than others, his participation rate was not low. These ten matches were all conducted within three days.

Many times, he chose to enter the stage just after recovering. But this did not mean he was a soft persimmon! Intimidation was also one of his usual tricks.

Some newbies were easily scared out of their wits, losing their ability to resist.

"I hope you don't disappoint me." Li Canglan actually hoped the opponent would be as strong as possible.

If they were too weak, it wouldn't serve the purpose of tempering. Being looked down upon by a newcomer, the burly man immediately showed anger.

"The battle begins!"

The referee's voice fell, the burly man snorted coldly, tapped his toes, and shot toward Li Canglan. He held a long knife in his right hand that shimmered with a cold glint. He slashed down toward Li Canglan's head.