Unrestricted fighting enters the female-oriented genre

That's just how things are in this world.

People only remember the winners, rarely the losers.

For example, now that He Chengfeng has won, he naturally receives cheers and praise from everyone, while the unlucky guy with the broken leg, Capitol, has long been dragged to a corner and ignored by everyone.

But don't forget, Capitol wasn't alone.

He has practiced martial arts since childhood and has a formal lineage of teachers.

So when Capitol lost, people immediately rushed onto the field, wanting to get revenge for him.

At this moment, He Chengfeng was being held by Shen Lijuan, and they were kissing passionately.

Shen Lijuan has never been so uninhibited before.

As a police officer, she is very methodical in her work.

She's never been in a relationship and doesn't know what it feels like to kiss, hug, or be lifted up high.

But today, she felt it.

The man's scent hit my nose.

His chest was strong and his body was burning hot.

His arms were strong, and he lifted himself up gently.

At that moment, Shen Lijuan felt as if her heart was being electrocuted, her legs went weak involuntarily, her breathing became somewhat sluggish, she felt short of breath, and her head spun...

He Chengfeng was also melted by Shen Lijuan's enthusiasm and was almost unable to extricate himself from her tenderness.

However, just as he was getting carried away, the system suddenly emitted a piercing scream.

[Warning! Warning! Calamity is imminent! Only one second remaining!]

The piercing warning sound jolted He Chengfeng awake, instantly snapping him back to reality.

He abruptly pushed Shen Lijuan away from his arms and turned his head sharply to look behind him.

Upon seeing this, he was so shocked that his eyelids twitched.

At that moment, all that could be seen was a dark-skinned Thai man in his thirties, holding a sharp dagger, gritting his teeth as he stabbed himself.

"Die!"

With a roar, the Thai man thrust his chilling blade toward He Chengfeng's chest without hesitation.

He Chengfeng tensed up completely.

He activated the unlimited fighting buff almost instantly.

He then slid to the right at the fastest speed he had ever seen, barely avoiding a vital spot at the last moment, but his left arm was still ripped open by the sharp dagger, leaving a three-inch-long gash.

"hiss--"

He Chengfeng's eyelids twitched in pain, and he couldn't help but gasp.

He clutched the wound on his arm, quickly stepped back, and tried to distance himself from the Thai man.

However, to his surprise, the Thai man had no intention of letting him go.

Seeing that He Chengfeng had dodged the fatal blow, he roared in anger, gripped the dagger tightly, and pounced on He Chengfeng like a lion, chasing after him and slashing wildly.

He Chengfeng's eyelids twitched. He dared not fight head-on, so he could only retreat quickly, circling around the field to keep the Thai man out of reach.

The Thai man grew increasingly frenzied, hissing and growling, his eyes glaring at He Chengfeng as if he wanted to tear him to pieces.

Seeing the Thai man's frenzied appearance, He Chengfeng couldn't help but feel a chill of fear.

Fortunately, he had unintentionally activated his ability to foresee calamities; otherwise, he might already be seriously injured or even dead.

Who says the ability to foresee disasters only two seconds in advance is useless?

That's absolutely amazing skill, isn't it?

However, while his divine skills were impressive, they lacked offensive power. To defeat his enemies, he still needed to rely on his own strength.

He Chengfeng circled the boxing ring twice, finally managing to create some distance between himself and the Thai man.

However, he took a deep breath, decisively released his right hand that was covering the wound, and then slowly reached for his belt.

With a soft "poof," the belt buckle opened, and He Chengfeng casually pulled it out, grabbing the meter-long leather belt in his hand.

"Awooooo, Chen Zhen!"

"Ahhh, so handsome!"

"Your tea-handling skills are impressive!"

"..."

The onlookers couldn't help but cheer and scream as they watched He Chengfeng's actions.

The reason is simple: He Chengfeng at this time was just too similar to Chen Zhen in Fist of Fury.

He had a cold and stern face, a buzz cut, thick eyebrows, lips that were neither thin nor thick, and a piercing gaze that exuded a chilling murderous aura.

Not only the audience, but Eve and Shen Lijuan were also thoroughly impressed by He Chengfeng's display of skill.

The two women stood stunned at the sidelines, staring blankly at He Chengfeng in the arena, their beautiful eyes filled with an unusual look of amazement.

That was their man, so handsome and dashing, so unrestrained, he was practically their lifeblood.

So engrossed in watching the alley, Shen Lijuan even forgot to take out her gun to stop the Thai man.

A crisp sound.

With his belt in hand, He Chengfeng unleashed a swift and powerful strike, the steel belt buckle lashing out at the Thai man's forehead, forcing him back three steps.

"Ifka, does this count as the third match?!"

Having landed a successful blow, He Chengfeng did not rush to attack. Instead, he straightened his belt with both hands and squinted at Ifka on the sidelines.

Ifka was startled and quickly looked at the two burly men in charge of the boxing ring.

The two burly men, who were also watching with great interest, nodded decisively and said, "That's right, this is the third match!"

After they finished speaking, the two couldn't help but excitedly take the microphone and introduce themselves.

"Ladies and gentlemen, you're in for a treat tonight!"

"Now, please allow me to introduce the players from both sides."

"First up is the defending champion, Mr. He Chengfeng, who defeated King Capitol. His strength is beyond doubt, and his weapon in this match is a belt! Let's all applaud and cheer for Mr. He Chengfeng, wishing him a successful victory. If he can win this match, it will be three consecutive wins, allowing him to travel directly to Rowley Island to perform for our most distinguished guests. Each match brings in tens or even hundreds of thousands of dollars in prize money. Let's all send Mr. He Chengfeng our sincerest blessings and wish him good luck! Hoo hoo hoo!"

After the burly, fair-skinned man finished his introduction, he couldn't help but wave and shout to the crowd.

Inspired by him, the onlookers couldn't help but shout their hearts out, cheering for He Chengfeng with all their might.

"Ladies and gentlemen, let me now introduce the other player in this match!"

As soon as the fair-skinned, muscular man stepped back, the dark-skinned, muscular man stepped forward with a microphone and began to introduce the situation loudly with an excited expression.

"You may not know this, but the burly man wielding a dagger standing before us is none other than Mr. Quqiu, the master of Muay Thai champion Kapit. Mr. Quqiu is from Thailand and was a six-time consecutive Muay Thai champion. His strength is truly extraordinary, enough to send chills down your spine at first glance—he's practically a demon king!"

The burly, dark-skinned man paused here, then changed the subject, raising his voice excitedly, "Not only that, Mr. Funball is not only King Capitol's mentor, but also the devoted lover who has pursued Capitol for many years. In Mr. Funball's heart, Capitol has long been the love of his life. And now, King Capitol is seriously injured; you can imagine how much pain and anger Mr. Funball is in. That's why Mr. Funball couldn't help but take action to avenge his disciple and lover. Let's all send our blessings to Mr. Funball, wishing him success in his revenge and that he gets justice for his disciple and lover! Awooooo—"

As soon as the burly black man finished speaking, he raised his arms and screamed, thinking it was quite appropriate for the occasion. However, everyone present just stared at each other, completely dumbfounded.

What did they hear?

Holy crap, this dark-skinned hunk from Quqiu and that fair-skinned hunk from Capitol are actually lovers?

What the hell are they doing?

Not only the audience, but He Chengfeng was also dumbfounded.

Hiccup—

He Chengfeng didn't know why, but he suddenly felt nauseous and almost vomited on the spot.