Chapter 52: Overwhelming
At the end of the long, dark corridor, there were shouts from the audience, thirsting for blood and victory.
Shalan walked towards the end of the passage step by step. The blood in her body boiled more and more with every step she took. The desire for victory and blood hidden deep in her body slowly emerged, making Shalan's eyes shine slightly, like a lone wolf in the dark night, emitting a terrifying aura.
The throat moved slightly, and after swallowing a mouthful of saliva, the expression of Babo's subordinate changed slightly. He was closest to Shalan and could clearly feel the drastic change in Shalan's momentum behind him, which made him feel like a thorn in his back, as if he was being stared at by some wild beast from behind.
When they reached the end of the corridor, Babo's subordinate respectfully made a gesture of invitation to Shalan. Shalan nodded to him, walked out of the corridor, stepped onto the ring step by step, and waited on the ring very relaxedly, watching a burly man slowly walk out from the opposite corridor.
When the big man on the opposite side came to the ring, the cheers of the audience in the underground fighting arena reached its peak, and the air began to boil.
"The next match is a primary match. The two teams will be the End Chariot from Yukxin City and the Black Thunder from our own Xinxia City!"
As the host finished speaking, every audience member began to shout the name of the contestant they supported. However, there were obviously more audience members shouting the name of the big man opposite than Shalan. The voices were so loud that they safely drowned out the voices shouting Hei Ting's name. The name of Chariot of the End resounded throughout the venue.
"Hahaha, that's right, it's me, I am the ultimate tank, I am the winner! Cheer! Cheer my name!"
Raising his strong arms, Terminator Chariot continued to cheer at the audience around him. He walked around the ring again and again, showing off his strong body like a gorilla showing off his strength.
After walking three circles, the End Battleship stood in front of Shallan, looked at Shallan with disdain and said loudly: "Masked clown, I will let you know what a real fighter is. A sissy with skinny arms and legs like you should go home and hug your mother's thighs for milk! Hahaha!"
As soon as the End Chariot finished speaking, everyone in the entire stadium laughed loudly, making the End Chariot even more proud.
Shalan shook her head helplessly, looked at the referee standing beside her, and said, "Referee, can the game start now? I'm in a hurry and don't want to waste any more time."
Hearing Shalan's words, the End Chariot was stunned for a moment, and his face quickly turned red. He grinned and said to Shalan: "Boy, I will break your bones piece by piece. Then I will see if you dare to be so arrogant!"
Without paying any attention to the Termination Chariot, Shalan just stood there waiting for the game to begin.
At this time, the referee also saw that the atmosphere was almost heated up, so he immediately decided to start the game. He first pushed the Terminator Chariot to the other side of the ring, then walked to the edge of the ring, looked left and right, and after making sure that both sides had no objections, he waved his hand and announced the start of the game!
The moment the referee announced the start of the match, the End Chariot immediately roared towards Shalan and punched Shalan in the face.
But when his fist was about to hit Shalan's face, it suddenly passed through and didn't hit Shalan at all.
The moment Shalan was hit by the fist of the End Chariot, she dodged it and rushed into the arms of the End Chariot. She punched the left and right sides and armpits of the End Chariot continuously, making the End Chariot roar and waved his arms to give Shalan a bear hug, but Shalan still dodged it very flexibly.
But Shalan ducked his body to avoid the embrace of the End Chariot, and stepped forward with his feet continuously on the spot. His body turned behind the End Chariot like a gyroscope, and he used the force of his body rotation to kick out a whip kick, hitting the End Chariot's lower back hard, causing the End Chariot's legs to go weak and he almost fell to the ground.
"asshole!"
The sturdy arms swept out suddenly behind him, but Shallan had already retreated as soon as he touched and fled, so the sweep that ended the chariot naturally did not achieve the desired result.
The End Chariot slowly climbed up from the ground. He looked at Shalan who was standing not far away, roared again and rushed towards Shalan.
This time, Shalan finally realized that although her opponent was strong and had some boxing and wrestling skills, he had no ability in fighting. Realizing this, Shalan stopped pestering him. Her muscles gradually tensed up and her legs instantly rushed into the arms of the End Chariot. Her right arm muscles tensed and her right fist instantly punched out and hit the End Chariot's heart. The End Chariot fell to the ground with his eyes rolled back due to the heavy blow, and was knocked unconscious by Shalan's punch.
Looking at the Terminator lying on the ground, Shallan shook his head in dissatisfaction, and glanced at the silent audience who were surprised by the result that he knocked down the strong man Terminator with one punch. Shallan simply waved to the referee, walked down the ring by himself, and walked into the passage he came from.
At this time, the cheers in the competition venue exploded and lingered for a long time.
After returning to the lounge, Shallan washed his hands in the toilet. When he walked out of the toilet, Babo came in with his two men. The difference from before was that this time Babo looked at Shallan as if he was looking at piles of money, and his attitude was very humble.
"Mr. Heiting, you never said you were so strong."
Smiling and shaking her head, Shallan said, "Mr. Babo, you never asked me that either."
"Mr. Heiting, let me ask you boldly, are you still planning to participate in the competition here?"
"If there is a match, I would be willing to participate, but I hope my opponent will not be like today. It would be boring to play against him."
Hearing this, Babo nodded repeatedly and said, "Of course, of course, Mr. Hei Ting, your strength is already enough to compete in the intermediate competition, so I will make an exception and promote you to an intermediate fighter, so that you can directly participate in the intermediate competition.
There are many low-level matches every day, but the intermediate matches are only held on Saturdays and Sundays, which means that Mr. Heiting can have one match every week. What do you think?"
"Once a week? Okay, that's settled. I'll come here every Saturday afternoon to participate in the competition. Is that okay?"
"Of course, I will be here waiting for Mr. Hei Ting to arrive at 3 pm every Saturday."
