284: Chapter 281 Everyone is a Hunter

"God, I used to really admire Bruce Lee, and I also like your Chinese Kung Fu movies, so why is it like this?"

Durant's words made the expressions of Brother Dragon, Brother Hong, and Brother Jie look even worse.

They mumbled to themselves, but couldn't say anything.

However, Brother Hong snorted coldly and cursed directly in Chinese: "It's simply shameful. Are these people all losers? The thugs from the martial arts schools in Kowloon Walled City are better than them."

In the past, he had seen many of those people fight in Kowloon Walled City, and he knew very well how fierce real Chinese Kung Fu could be.

It would be completely understandable if this situation occurred in a professional Boxing ring, but it is absolutely impossible for it to happen in unrestricted combat.

"But the only master from our Chinese Kung Fu who is in the top 100 has a very high ranking!" Brother Dragon seemed to have discovered something at this moment and exclaimed.

"3rd place. To be able to achieve such results in such a brutal defensive tournament at the age of over forty. This person is sharp!"

Upon hearing this, Brother Jie, Brother Hong, and even Stallone nodded repeatedly.

"Not bad. I have also watched this Mr. Wan's matches. During the first half of the night in the last defensive tournament, it was his home turf; he defended the ring nine times by himself. His strikes were very clean and neat. I feel he is even more powerful than that Rhino!"

Stallone did not skimp on his praise and gave a thumbs up.

Soon, as the software prompted that betting was available, the others were not particularly interested, but Stallone and Durant were quite keen. Both of them bet that Rhino could defend the ring more than five times, and Stallone even bet one million dollars.

"Are you really not going to choose to try? Rhino is still very capable of fighting, and he is young enough. In this kind of competition, being young enough means having abundant stamina, which allows him to fight more rounds."

Stallone asked again. He personally thought very highly of this Mr. Rhino from the Japanese Faction.

"No, my friend Stallone. We just arrived and want to see the situation first."

Brother Jie shook his head; the reason was also reasonable.

Zhou Guoli was like an old monk in meditation; he had come here purely to see Li Changsheng.

"I don't know if this kid will show up tonight." Zhou Guoli thought to himself.

At this moment, Durant turned his head and asked: "Zhou, is the friend you mentioned also practicing Chinese Kung Fu? Will he be on the stage tonight?"

Whoosh! Suddenly, Brother Hong, Brother Dragon, Brother Jie, and even Stallone all cast their gazes over.

"Mr. Zhou, do you have a friend who fights here?" Brother Hong was a bit curious, after all, this is across the ocean.

Brother Hong even felt that the reason why the Chinese ranking was so low was likely because a group of fake foreigners learned Chinese Kung Fu, learned it poorly, and then went on stage to fight, just to turn this place into a gimmick for unrestricted combat of all kinds of fighting styles.

In the eyes of Brother Hong and the others, there were probably only a dozen people who actually had some real skills.

"Yes, I have an acquaintance. I heard him mention that he is a Martial Master fighting here, so I just came to take a look." Zhou Guoli said casually.

"I see." Hearing this, Brother Hong and the others looked disappointed.

They thought it was some famous master. If a true Great Master could take the stage, they might even spend a lot of money to bet.

And at this time, the betting was finished, and the competition officially began—

At this moment, in the large backstage lounge of the venue, hundreds of people were gathered here, sitting on rows of chairs watching the live footage playing on the big screen.

One could see that everyone here was wearing stylized clothing representing their respective fighting styles. And everyone was wearing a number on their back.

At this time, Li Changsheng was also in this group, and the number on his back was 666, a very auspicious number.

It is said that this contestant number 666 was originally a contestant from the Chinese region, but he 'returned to his country' last month, so this number became vacant.

"Master Wan, are you not planning to go up?" Watching Rhino quickly defeat a former featherweight world champion on the screen, Li Changsheng turned his head to look at Wan Qianhe on the side.

"No rush." Wan Qianhe shook his head, pointed to the real-time match data displayed on the top left of the screen, and said calmly: "He has only defended the ring three times now.

Calculated at fifty thousand US dollars per defensive match, he has now accumulated one hundred and fifty thousand US dollars. If you go on stage before the fifth match, you can snatch all his defensive prize money.

So you can see that those who go up before the fifth match are a group of guys who have no clear understanding of their own strength, or newcomers.

The experienced ones who are extremely confident in their strength are currently acting as hunters lying in wait, waiting for the prey to fatten up."

Li Changsheng nodded; he was just making a suggestion. He now understood the rules here.

The so-called defensive tournament is fifty thousand dollars per match. As long as you successfully defend five matches, those dollars will be fixed, meaning that even if you are defeated later, you will still be guaranteed to get that much money.

Five matches are a Reincarnation. From the fifth to the tenth match, the amount doubles for each match, one hundred thousand dollars per match.

Similarly, if before the tenth match, all the prize money between the fifth and tenth matches will be plundered by the challenger.

And the most crucial thing is that whoever defends the ring the most times that night can get an extra reward of five million US dollars at once, which is equivalent to a little bit of prize money leaked from the betting pool of the event organizer.

And this little bit of prize money is a huge sum of money for the people present.

These prize money seem to be not much, but if you think about the general salary here, you will understand.

Li Changsheng is very clear now that his salary of tens of millions of US dollars is definitely unique.

Most people usually earn one million, or even hundreds of thousands, or tens of thousands of US dollars a month.

Especially those recruited to enrich and record fighting techniques—there are many such people in the Chinese region—their salary is generally fifty thousand US dollars a month.

And for the average person, this is already a huge sum of money. If they can make a big profit on the ring, they won't have to worry for the rest of their lives.

Therefore, there are quite a few people who hold the idea of making a fortune and leaving.

At this time, in less than ten minutes, the Aikido expert Rhino on the stage had already completed four ring defenses.

It must be said that when a fighting competition becomes unrestricted in the true sense, the speed of deciding the outcome is extremely fast.

This is like the martial arts competition in 2009; it was almost a victory or defeat in one or two minutes.

There are no glove restrictions, no saying that you can't hit vital points. The lethality of various fighting techniques has been greatly enhanced, while the human body's endurance remains unchanged.

At this moment, Li Changsheng could clearly feel that many people in the backstage were starting to get restless.

Obviously, in the eyes of many people, this prey, Rhino, has been fattened up and is ready to be slaughtered.

But more people were still hesitating and watching, after all, Rhino's strength is still very strong.

And because of this hesitation, the opportunity was snatched away by the incredibly confident Wan Qianhe.

He saw him quickly press the challenge button on the tablet in his hand, and soon his name and number were displayed on the big screen outside.

The screen even had a fiery impact effect of the photos of Rhino and Wan Qianhe VS. Combined with the passionate music on the stage, this was even more explosive than some heavyweight championship matches.

"Master Wan, be careful!"

"Master Wan, knock down this guy from the Japanese Faction with one punch!"

"Master Wan must win, strive for a ten-game winning streak today!"

Li Changsheng, Zhang Zhao, Chen Youcai, and a group of Martial Masters from the Chinese region who were interested in fighting today congratulated and reminded him one after another.