"The rules here are that you can only fight hand-to-hand. There are many masters here, even members of the Taoist sect." The man seemed to have noticed my doubts.
"Heizi...why..." I felt like something was stuck in my throat at the moment, and it was a little hard to express.
"I talked to him, and he said it was for venting and for cultivation." The man seemed to know my thoughts very well.
"He can read some thoughts through his expressions, which makes it easier to serve his master." The witch explained softly beside me.
I wanted to ask more, but Kuroko punched.
Kuroko's opponent was not a soft persimmon. He dodged and started to fight back.
Heizi seemed to have done it on purpose, letting his opponent's fist fall on his head. Within a few punches, Heizi's brow bone was cracked, and blood flowed from the corner of his eye to his mouth.
Heizi smiled evilly and licked the blood hanging on his lips. For a moment, Heizi seemed to be a different person, his eyes suddenly became fierce.
They saw Heizi avoiding his opponent's combo of punches, raising his hand and delivering an uppercut, hitting his opponent's waist directly.
"Exciting..." Zhou Jiaonan said excitedly.
Sure enough, Kuroko's opponent looked in pain for a moment, hugged his waist, fell to the ground and started moaning.
"Winner, Heizi..." The host quickly stepped onto the stage and raised Heizi's right hand.
"Woof..." Dahei couldn't help shouting at Heizi.
The noisy crowd was in front of us, and I thought Heizi couldn't hear me, but Heizi quickly walked down the ring, pushed through the crowd, and ran towards us.
I opened my arms with tears in my eyes, but Heizi didn't seem to see me and rushed directly to Dahei, hugging Dahei tightly.
"What's wrong with you? I'm sorry..." Looking at Dahei's thin and haggard appearance, Heizi burst into tears instantly.
"Why did you leave?" Zhou Jiaonan yelled at Heizi with tears in his eyes.
"I thought...I thought Dahei was dead..." Heizi said and cried.
"Heizi..." I stepped forward and gently put my hand on Heizi's shoulder.
"Who are you?" Unexpectedly, Heizi immediately changed his face and looked at me with disgust.
"I'm little God, have you lost your memory?" I panicked and hurriedly explained.
"I don't know you." Heizi said and stood up to leave.
"Heizi, I am your brother." I quickly chased after him.
"..." Heizi stopped and turned around slowly.
Covered in blood and stained, and with his now prominent muscles, Heizi looked really changed at this moment.
"I don't have a brother like you." Kuroko's eyes were full of resentment.
"I'm sorry..." Before I could finish my words, Heizi raised his hand to interrupt.
"Don't say sorry to me, you don't deserve it..." Heizi said and started to leave.
"How can you forgive me?" I quickly caught up and stood in front of Heizi.
".." Heizi didn't say anything, he just raised his hand and pointed at the ring.
"Okay, I'll let you fight." I nodded immediately.
"No, beat me, and I will consider whether I know you again." Kuroko's expression remained indifferent.
".." The people around him immediately started to boo, and the whole boxing gym was in an uproar. It seemed that Heizi was very famous here.
"Okay." I said and nodded vigorously.
"Sir, please follow me here to register." The previous host came to me immediately.
When I followed the host to a table and turned to look at Heizi, he was no longer there.
"Do you know the rules here?" The host is not tall, but his eyes are bright and clear. At first glance, he is a Lianjiazi.
"I know, pure physical combat, you are not allowed to use Taoist spiritual power." I nodded and said.
"You want to fight Heisha?" The host looked me up and down with some suspicion.
"Yes, just fight him." I said with a frown.
"Name?" the host looked at me and asked.
"Fat boy." This was my childhood nickname. Heizi gave it to me. This is how he awakened my memory when we met again in a small town.
"Okay, I'll arrange it and you sign it." The host said and took a piece of paper handed over by the woman at the table.
The paper basically contains some life-or-death treaties, which can be regarded as a life-and-death certificate.
It’s just that it says Fat Boy vs. Black Evil below.
After identifying my opponent, I wrote down the words "Fat Boy" without hesitation.
At this time, everyone also came to me, and the three women rarely spoke to me.
It turns out that when Heizi took Dahei and Haitang to rescue Mudan, Heizi was beaten badly and Dahei was also seriously injured.
Later, Heizi fell into coma, Dahei was taken away, and Haitang went out to buy medicine, but Heizi was nowhere to be seen when she came back.
It was probably around that time that Heizi thought that Dahei was dead, so he left the town and came here.
As for Heizi's hatred for me, I can completely understand it.
He took this road because of me, but I left everyone alone. Maybe everyone thought I was dead, but they never said it.
It is conceivable that Heizi has been holding on to guilt, always carrying the guilt for killing Dahei, and has suffered a lot here and suffered a lot.
My heart ached like a knife. No wonder the three women had always been lukewarm towards me. They probably pretended to hate me in their hearts.
It's just that too many things happened at once, and they didn't have time to vent their emotions. They didn't even have time to ask about their master.
"I'm sorry, everything started because of me. If you really hate me, solve everything and I'll leave." I looked at the three women with a sad expression.
The witch stood aside and said nothing. In fact, she should know everything.
"Heisha... vs. Fatty..." The three women were about to speak when the host's voice echoed in the room.
At this moment, Heizi had already taken care of the blood stains on his body and was standing not far from me. Heizi was obviously startled when he heard the word "fat baby".
But then, his eyes returned to coldness.
"Excuse me." I took off my shirt to expose my muscles and handed the clothes to the witch.
"Wow..." some young women around me immediately exclaimed at me.
Even the host couldn't help but look at me a few more times.
The audience also started talking in low voices and pointed at Heizi and me.
Originally, I was the type who wore clothes to make me look slimmer but took off my clothes to look more muscular. During this period of time, I was tortured so much by my master that my muscles became much stronger than before.
Now that I have taken off my shirt and been seen by everyone, this body of muscles is in sharp contrast to my previous elegant image. No wonder they made a fuss.
Taking off my shoes, getting in the Octagon and facing my best brother.
"Ready...to begin." After saying this, the host left the cage and locked the door.
"If you win, I will consider recognizing you. If you lose, get out immediately." Heizi still said coldly.
"Okay." I nodded helplessly.
When it comes to fights, when I was a kid, Heizi always stood in the front.
When we grew up, we never fought, so playing around didn’t count.
But now, we really have to take action.
Heizi didn't hesitate and rushed towards me, the wind of his fist hitting my face.
I saw the look in his eyes. Apart from hatred, I couldn't see any affection at all.
I immediately lowered my hands and gave up hiding.
