Who is still chasing after the school beauty?

There are four contestants, and the order of the battle is determined by drawing lots.

The lottery rules are simple.

There are ten red balls and ten blue balls in a box.

Four people grab in turn, and those who grab the same color form a group and fight against each other.

Gong Manqing held the box and was about to start drawing lots.

In the audience, a young man in a red suit stood up and shouted, "Wait, I have some doubts about this competition. I bet 100 million on contestant number one. I think he can win."

Gong Manqing frowned, "Dear guest, what do you want to say?"

The young man in the red suit pointed at the box in Gong Manqing's hand and said, "You are the organizer of this competition. It is not appropriate for you to draw lots for the contestants. I request that a random audience member in the audience be selected to check the box. After confirming that there is no problem, he will host the draw for the contestants."

Gong Manqing hesitated for a moment and nodded, "Okay, this is more fair and just. We, the organizers, are holding this competition based on the principles of fairness and justice. Our goal is to present a visual feast to everyone and please everyone."

"Why don't we invite you, the distinguished guest, to preside over this draw. Please come on stage."

The young man in the red suit smiled and said, "Okay, then I will represent everyone to supervise the lottery process and ensure fairness."

The young man in the red suit straightened his collar and strode forward.

Many people in the audience began to applaud.

After Zhuo Yunmeng's commotion just now, some people began to doubt Gong Manqing and this game.

Having the young man in the red suit to supervise can dispel any doubts.

The young man in the red suit took the box from Gong Manqing and carefully checked it from front to back and left to right for more than a minute before nodding, "There is no problem, we can draw the lot."

A smile flashed across Gong Manqing's eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

Qin Chen released a trace of spiritual consciousness, which penetrated into the box and immediately discovered that the box had a layer.

There is a small mechanism at the bottom of the box. When you open it, all the balls of one color will be released, and all the balls of the other color will be locked in the interlayer.

The release of red or blue is completely controlled by the person holding the box.

In other words, through this small box, you can let the four players grab balls of whatever color you want them to grab.

It was obvious that the young man in the red suit was a babysitter arranged in advance by Gong Manqing.

The order of the battle was decided by Gong Manqing at the beginning.

Qin Chen curled his lips. Just as he expected, the organizer of this boxing championship was manipulating the situation behind the scenes.

But it doesn't matter. Even if there is a secret operation, No. 4 has the true Qi that he injected into his body, and his strength will increase dramatically in a short period of time. It is completely enough to easily crush the other three players.

The odds for number four are one to ten. When the game is over, Qin Chen can earn 1 billion yuan, which is very easy money.

Four contestants come on stage and grab the balls in the box.

Numbers one and two grabbed the red one, and numbers three and four grabbed the blue one.

Red plays first.

Gong Manqing began to introduce the rules of the competition.

The rules are very simple. There is no referee. The contestants enter the ring. If one of them falls to the ground or dies, the other one wins.

Because it is an underground boxing match, the organizers are looking for excitement and do not deliberately prohibit killing.

People have died here more than once or twice.

It is precisely because of this bloody factor that more wealthy and famous people from Jianghai are attracted to come and watch the game and place bets.

They like to pursue excitement and they find it fun to watch such scenes live.

The square arena was surrounded by barbed wire, like a large cage. The black metal and black pillars gave people a dull and depressing feeling.

Gong Manqing held the microphone and shouted enthusiastically, "The first round of the underground boxing championship finals has officially begun. Please invite contestants number one and two to enter the ring."

The crowd cheered, and the exciting game finally began.

Contestant number one and number two enter the ring and the cage is locked.

The two players started fighting without any words.

You punch me, punch me, punch to the flesh.

At the beginning of the game, No. 1 was slightly at a disadvantage and he focused on defense.

Number Two attacked fiercely, his attack was like a storm.

Number One was hit several times and had blood coming out of the corner of his mouth.

Number Two was very proud and thought he was going to win.

Suddenly, taking advantage of the gap in No. 2's attack, No. 1 took action.

Number One punched Number Two in the face, and the latter stumbled back.

Number One took advantage of the situation and attacked him repeatedly, hitting him on the head.

Number Two defended himself with his hands over his head.

Number one kneels down, and number two kneels on the ground.

Number One continued to beat him violently on the head.

After fighting for a while, No. 2 felt pain and loosened his arms, and No. 1 punched him several times in the face.

Number Two fell on his back, blood gushing out from the corner of his mouth.

There was loud cheering in the audience. Those who bet on number one were very excited and felt that they had made the right bet. Number one was indeed the strongest.

Amid cheers, No. 1 took a few steps back, then suddenly rushed forward, jumped high, landed, and slammed his knee against No. 2, who was lying on the ground.

Number Two struggled a few times, and then there was no more movement.

The crowd cheered even louder.

They don't care whether the boxer lives or dies, they only care about winning or losing.

Number One raised his arms and roared like a wild beast, as if he was demonstrating to everyone, and as if he was intimidating his next opponent.

The iron cage opened, and the bodyguards of the underground boxing ring dragged the body of No. 2 out of the iron cage.

Several people immediately came with cleaning tools to clean the blood stains and blow them dry.

Contestant No. 1 walked down from the ring and came to the rest area. His assistant applied ice to him and cleaned the blood from the corners of his mouth. Several people behind him helped him relax his muscles. It was a busy scene.

Gong Manqing's voice rang out again through the microphone.

"Next, please invite contestants number three and four to come on stage to compete."

Number Three strode into the iron cage with his head held high and a heroic look on his face.

Number four was much weaker in momentum, with a conflicted expression, and seemed to be a little scared.

There was a burst of boos from the audience.

"Number Four, you're a loser. Just lie on the ground and get beaten to death. If you're so weak, don't even think about competing for the boxing championship. It's embarrassing."

"Get out of here. We don't want to watch you compete. You're too weak. We want to watch number three and number one fight."

"Number Three, just blow his head off. I'm betting on you to win the championship. Stand up and defeat all your opponents."

“Number Four, you’re not worthy of being a boxer. You look so cowardly, I must be scared to death. I don’t know how you managed to make it to the finals. Did you rely on playing the victim and crying for mercy? Hahahaha…”

Number Four's face turned pale, he clenched his fists, and looked humiliated.

He felt that he was not really weak, he was just weaker than number one, number two, and number three.

Number Four glanced at Gong Manqing who was not far away.

He didn't dare to admit defeat directly. If he did, Gong Manqing would definitely arrange for someone to beat him to death afterwards.

Just go for it. If it doesn't work, fight for a while and then admit defeat.

Number Three is no less brutal than Number One. Although it is shameful to admit defeat, it is better than losing one's life.

Number Four took a deep breath and walked into the iron cage.

When Qin Chen saw No. 4's panicked look, the corners of his mouth twitched.

Now that Number Four has the true energy he has injected into his body, he is invincible on the ring. Even if Number One and Number Three come together, they are no match for him.