Release the Dog Yujiro vs. the Unbeatable Golden Spear Kuroki

Late at night, in the Keihin Industrial Zone, Tokyo, Japan, the moonlight was obscured by thick clouds, as if even the stars could not escape.

On the edge of this industrial area, there is a seemingly forgotten warehouse. The barbed wire around it sways in the cold wind and it is overgrown with weeds, as if telling of its former glory and current desolation.

However, in the silence of the night, the abandoned warehouse was filled with a suffocating smell of blood.

This warehouse is actually the secret underground black boxing platform of the Japanese Yamaguchi-gumi in Tokyo.

There are no cheers and applause here, no boxing fans who love boxing, only two kinds of people:

One is the bookmaker who hides in the dark and manipulates money and desires;

The other type is gamblers of all kinds, with greed and madness flashing in their eyes.

At the edge of the venue, a group of gamblers from the bottom of society gathered together, their eyes revealing their despair for life and their desire for money.

Their gambling money might be the meager salary they just received, the money for groceries stolen, or the ill-gotten gains from petty theft.

They roared and shouted, as if they wanted to vent all their misfortune and anger on the boxing ring.

The VIP box upstairs presented a completely different scene.

The place is luxuriously decorated, with fine wine and beautiful women, and those who come here are all gang bosses and business tycoons.

They spend money like water, just to get that short-term excitement and pleasure.

"Black Dragon, kill him!" An angry roar came from the box, as if to tear apart the silence of the night.

"Don't be polite, just break his neck!" Another roar sounded, carrying with it endless cruelty and violence.

In the boxing ring, a shirtless man attracted everyone's attention.

His name is Ryuji Naito, he is only 22 years old, 1.72 meters tall, has a wingspan of 1.72 meters, and weighs 61 kilograms.

There is a lifelike black dragon tattooed on his back, so he is named "Black Dragon". Of course, he will not easily reveal his real name in this place.

He has achieved a record of three wins and no losses in this underground black boxing platform, and each of his matches is exciting.

His opponent is a mysterious boxer known as the "King of Killing".

His name seems to have been forgotten in the dust of time, but his record here is terrifying - nine wins and one loss.

He is 1.74 meters tall, weighs 65 kilograms, and his arm span is comparable to Black Dragon's.

His eyes revealed indifference and ruthlessness, as if he could send his opponent to hell with one punch.

Because it is an underground boxing match, any weight difference of no more than five kilograms is within the acceptable range.

But in this match, the tiny difference in weight may be infinitely magnified and become the key to the life-and-death battle between the two.

The lighting on the boxing ring was dim and eerie, stretching the two men's figures out of their proper places.

They stared at each other as if they wanted to devour each other with their eyes.

The crowd around let out heart-wrenching roars, their voices filled with madness and desire.

In this noise and chaos, only the Black Dragon and the Killer King could feel each other's inner fear and murderous intent.

Following the referee's command, the two rushed towards each other at the same time.

This is a battle without rules, and it will not end until one side is no longer able to fight.

In this bloody and cruel contest, who will have the last laugh?

Who will become the victim of this dark world?

"come!"

In this cruel underground boxing ring, Black Dragon's roar was like thunder, shocking everyone.

He has a well-proportioned body, with well-defined muscles, and he stands in a traditional boxing stance, like a volcano about to erupt.

From his taut muscles and sharp eyes, it can be seen that he is most likely a boxer.

The killer king on the opposite side was also shirtless, with his white martial arts pants swaying in the wind, making him look elegant and mysterious.

He was doing the karate hand-to-hand stance. Although the posture was somewhat similar to the forward bend, the hand movements revealed a simple and profound charm.

From his calm eyes, it can be seen that he is fully confident of this battle.

Underground black boxing is a bare-knuckle match full of murderous intent, with lethality reaching a fatal level.

The air around was frozen by this murderous intent, and a war was about to break out.

The black dragon touched the ground with its toes and shot out like an arrow, crossing the two-meter distance in the blink of an eye.

"Squeak, huh!"

With a low roar from the Black Dragon, two jabs flew like lightning straight into the Killer King's face.

However, the Killer King seemed calm and composed. He lightly slapped away the two jabs with his hands, then dodged to the side, avoiding Black Dragon's straight punch.

The fight lasted just one second, but it caused a storm in the hearts of both of them.

Black Dragon has always been confident in his speed. His usual tactic is to suppress his opponent with speed, making the opponent reveal flaws in panic and then severely injure the opponent.

However, now his combination punches were calmly dealt with one by one by the Killer King, which made him feel surprised.

A hint of uneasiness flashed in Black Dragon's eyes. He felt that every one of his punches was noticed in advance by the Killer King.

This feeling made him feel a little insecure, and he began to doubt whether his speed and strength could still give him an advantage in this battle.

But at this moment, the Killer King seemed more calm.

He stared at the black dragon, his eyes revealing a fierce murderous intent.

He knew very well that the opponent in front of him was very strong. After all, he had been immersed in karate for many years and was quite experienced in predicting his opponent's punches.

His slap and sidestep just now were purely instinctive and not predicted at all.

For him, this is a life-and-death alarm!

However, he found it difficult to predict his opponent's next move.

Therefore, as soon as they started fighting, both of them entered a state of cautious exploration.

The situation was deadlocked for a while, which made the referee very dissatisfied: "Hurry up, you two, attack! If you continue to be passive, your bonus will be deducted after the game."

His words really worked. Heilong immediately took a step forward and made a feint. Then he used a back-hand Russian swing punch to hit out. This attack was completely a gamble. He himself did not even expect to hit the target.

It has to be said that the Killer King's side sliding dodge is really charming, not only graceful and unrestrained, but also completely contrary to his nickname "King of Killer".

The nickname "King of Killing" gives people a sense of cruelty and bloodlust, but in fact, he is an extremely calm karate technical master.

With another smooth and flowing circle step, the Killer King appeared like a ghost behind the right side of the Black Dragon.

The Black Dragon was startled and turned around, throwing out a whip-like punch.

However, the Killer King ducked and dodged easily.

At this moment, the Black Dragon revealed a huge flaw, and his feet were not stable due to the turning whip punch just now.

A huge crisis suddenly appeared before him.