"Is this the dragon and tiger challenge?"

Wang Xu raised his head slightly, and a trace of surprise flashed between his eyes.

At this time, in front of him was a huge challenge arena with a height of nearly nine meters, the center of the four directions, and an area of at least 1000 square meters, which was almost like a small square in the air.

On all sides of the challenge arena, there are huge dragon and tiger sculptures, which look very spectacular and bring a strong visual impact.

It can be imagined that when the two sides fight fiercely in this kind of arena, especially by the way that the fighters and boxers can easily break the stone, the audience's enthusiasm will be aroused.

No wonder West Island boxing is so popular.

"Well, this is the Dragon Tiger arena!" Pang Fengyue followed Wang Xu and said with a trace of pride.

Dragon and tiger arena is the symbol of Jiulong Walled City, and also the pride in the eyes of countless people in the city. More than a hundred years ago, Westerners crisscrossed the West Island, and the Chinese were born inferior. It was countless boxer ancestors who did not hesitate to use their own blood to earn status for Longcheng.

Otherwise, the status of today's Kowloon Walled City will be even worse in the West Island, and the people of Longcheng will live a more difficult life.

At the beginning, people who didn't want to give in now live hard, but those who kneel outside Longcheng live better.

People who want dignity can't compare with dogs who don't want dignity, which is a kind of extreme irony.

However, people in Jiulong Walled City have been used to it for a long time. Pang Fengyue didn't complain either. Looking at the dragon and tiger arena, she just showed pride and a trace of helplessness, and calmly continued to say:

"In fact, ten years ago, the significance of dragon and tiger arena for the people of Longcheng was far from what it is now.

All the changes were brought about by the young lady of the Lu family after she entered the city village. The boxing house, which used to teach people how to improve themselves, has become a tool for entertaining the rich. Countless boxers use their lives to bring the so-called "entertainment of blood" to others.

The dragon and tiger arena, a more sacred symbol from the beginning, has become an open and aboveboard arena. People gather here to gamble and do not hesitate to throw away all their money, just for the hope of making a fortune. "

Wang Xu was silent for a moment. Looking at Pang Fengyue's suddenly sentimental face, he shook his head and said faintly:

"This is the world. There is never absolute fairness. If you want to be rich, you have to fight for it yourself. Method is just one of countless means, there is nothing noble or not noble.

It's better to be strong than to complain. "

Hearing this, Pang Fengyue was stunned. Then she turned to Wang Xu with a brilliant smile and said, "Mr. Wang, I'm not complaining. I'm just introducing the origin of the dragon and tiger arena to you."

Wang Xu shook his head slightly, some noncommittal.

Pang Fengyue didn't say any more about this topic. She bowed slightly and said seriously:

"After the competition starts, if my father is in danger, please help him. Our Ponzi boxing house will admit defeat.

As a daughter, I will never let my father have an accident in front of me. "

Wang Xu nodded.

No matter how powerful the Nanyang champion is, it's definitely not his opponent. It's very easy to save people.

……

meanwhile.

A black Rolls Royce slowly stops in front of the Lujia boxing ground in the Kowloon Walled City.

"Why is it still unanswered? damn! The disciple of Champ Chaman guessed, "is it the belly of the dead woman?" Lu Shaofeng stepped down from the car and said in a low voice.

It's been several hours since he got his contact information in the morning. During this period of time, he made a phone call every 15 minutes or so. Up to now, he has made almost 20 calls. As a result, he has been in a state of no answer.

"Lu Shao, it should be guessed that the boxer forgot to bring his mobile phone with him. After all, he came to the ring to fight, and it's not easy to pack things on him." A bodyguard behind Lu Shaofeng whispered.

"Well, you don't think I can guess?"

Hearing the speech, Lu Shaofeng immediately glared at the smart man, sneered and strode to the front door of Lu's boxing ring

"Go! I'd like to see if he really didn't bring his mobile phone with him, or did he deliberately take the shelf and invite him personally! "

However.

When Lu Shaofeng and others walked into the ring, they soon found that there was something wrong. The whole ring was so cold that they couldn't even see a guest.

Lu Shaofeng frowned slightly, but said nothing more. After all, noon is the final showdown between his sister and the boxing industry. When the dragon and tiger ring, it's no accident that the guests rush there.

But he went a little further, and after entering the first floor of the underground ring, he had a big kick under his feet.

The hall on the ground floor of the boxing ring is in a mess. The hidden elevator shaft for high-rise evacuation is damaged. The elevator is more like a piece of broken iron.

What's more exaggerated is that there is a huge hole on the ground. You can see the boxing ring on the second floor.

Around, tables and chairs for guests to sit down and rest were overturned, and fruits, drinks, snacks and other sundries were scattered all over the ground, which can be said to be a mess everywhere.

And here, it is still empty.

At this time, Lu Shaofeng and his party knew that they were wrong no matter how stupid they were.

"What's the matter? What's going on here? What about the top of the ring? What about security and staff? Who is in charge of Longcheng's ring? "

Lu Shaofeng suddenly opened his eyes and yelled angrily.

With his anger, all the people around him were silent. No one dared to touch Lu Shaofeng's head at this time.

"A bunch of rubbish! When it comes to the critical moment, it's useless. What are you going to use? "

The silence of the crowd made Lu Shaofeng even more angry. He kicked the chair beside him and made a loud noise.

It seems that there was too much noise, which finally attracted the attention of others.

A voice suddenly rang out

"Lu Shao?"

"Who?"

Lu Shaofeng suddenly turned his head and saw a young man wearing a black suit and red gloves coming in slowly from the outside.

"It's barehanded!"

"I remember that he has always been in charge of Longcheng."

"Wait, why does he look so ugly? It seems that I haven't had a rest all night. The white is terrible... "

"What happened here last night?"

Seeing the man, the people around Lu Shaofeng were in a commotion.

The situation of the whole court was shocking enough. Now people are even more shocked to see the bleak appearance of red hands.

You know, the red hand is Lu Zhangqi's senior boxer. He was once the champion of nine rings. After the greedy wolf died in Pang Daoxing's hands, he can be said to be the strongest man under Lu Zhangqi.

But the Longcheng boxing field where he was sitting was so miserable, and I was even more out of my wits.

In the next second, what he said with bare hands was beyond everyone's expectation and imagination.

"Lu Shao, sixth master... Sixth master, dead!"