What is It Like To Be Summoned As a Giant?

Tang Lin really guessed it right, Ren Shan wanted to perform on stage himself.

In fact, this is not the first time Ren Shan has participated in this kind of boxing match. When Ren Shan changed clothes and appeared, Tang Lin even heard the audience cheering for his name, but they didn't call Ren Shan "Dun Shan".

This was so confusing that he had a nickname, and Tang Lin was dumbfounded when he saw it.

Inside the iron cage, Ren Shan only wore a pair of shorts. His upper body looked quite fat, and his belly really looked like he was seven or eight months pregnant. However, he was obviously such a fat boy, but it made the audience feel like an otaku seeing a voice actor idol. , making a crazy scream.

After a burst of deafening electronic music, the on-site DJ doubled as the host and began to introduce the players.

"Everyone in the audience, it's time for tonight's cage fight again. Please choose the player you support. In the blue area, you support our main ring leader Dunshan today. He has won seven games in a row. I believe everyone knows his I won’t go into details about the situation.

"Next, today's challenger is Chen Hetai, the national boxing champion from the Wushu Association."

Tang Lin looked to the other side and saw a strong man wearing red sports shorts and also shirtless walking into the cage. Although he seems to be quite heavy, he can be considered a real fighting figure, and he is not like Ren Shan, who is carrying an eight-month-old belly.

Moreover, Tang Lin looked at his footwork and arm swing, and felt that this man was really capable. I took out my mobile phone and searched for it. It was really not a boast, it was really a national boxing championship, a gold-rich competition.

It’s just that…it was the national championship seven years ago.

From the appearance, Chen Hetai is already in his thirties. People who exercise and keep fit generally take good care of themselves, so his actual age may be forty.

"The competition is about to begin. Please remember that our cage fight is a completely legal fighting performance and will never engage in gambling. Please do not believe in private betting. Of course, if all guests support If your opponent wins, you can get a 10% discount on your purchases at Doupo Qiong tonight.”

Ren Shan, an eighteen-year-old amateur, was fighting against a forty-year-old professional boxer. Tang Lin was not very optimistic about Ren Shan. His previous seven-game winning streak was probably not the result of a behind-the-scenes operation. After all, he was the boss, and it seemed normal for him to be paid for fake punches.

As soon as the lights came on, the iron cage was illuminated to every detail, and the floor of the dance floor also lit up with red and blue lights. Then the guests naturally divided into two groups. Obviously, the color is the same as the pants the two of them wear, and the guest's sub-station is equivalent to choosing the opponent he supports.

To Tang Lin's surprise, the "fake boxing" boss was quite popular. More than two-thirds of the people voted to support Ren Shan. On the contrary, the boxing champion's approval rate was a bit low.

The crisp bell rang and the cage fight began.

It seemed that because it was not a formal match, it was obviously an MMA cage fight. However, the two of them wore thick boxing gloves, and their back-and-forth attacks were mainly based on fists, basically not using their feet.

Tang Lin thought it was a bit nondescript, but the audience around him was very excited and kept shouting Ren Shan's nickname. It didn't look like he was a fake fan.

Out of curiosity, Tang Lin watched the game very seriously. The box is in a high position, so you can see everything inside the cage from a high position.

Tang Lin couldn't see clearly before when he was wearing clothes, but now he realized that his muscles were full of explosive power. He didn't show any timidity when facing the national champion, and took the initiative to approach Chen Hetai in small steps.

When he ran, he no longer looked like a 300-pound fat man, but became an extremely flexible fat man. He punched Chen Hetai so fast that Tang Lin thought he saw an afterimage.

If Tang Lin hadn't greatly increased dynamic vision in the Death World, it would have been difficult to see his fist clearly.

Chen Hetai also seemed a little surprised. He was stunned by Ren Shan's extremely fast punch and received a jab from the front.

But Chen Hetai was a professional after all. Even if he was hit first, he quickly raised his hands to defend. Ren Shan's next fists all landed on his arms, giving Chen Hetai a chance to breathe.

This series of fast punches left Chen Hotai unable to fight back. In his career, he had never encountered anyone who punched quickly, but such punches were weak in power and consumed a lot of energy. Generally speaking, this kind of attack would not be possible. Do it for too long and it will start to slow down.

What's more, the opponent is still a big fat man. With the opponent's size, he should be out of breath after taking two steps. Chen Hetai didn't have to pay for fake punches. The appearance fee alone was over 10,000 yuan, and if he won, it would be 30,000 yuan.

So no matter whether the young man in front of him is the bar owner or not, Chen Hetai will not hold back. Just wait for a gap, a gap where the opponent is exhausted, and you can knock out such an amateur player with one punch.

However, Ren Shan did not exhaust himself. Instead, he became more and more courageous as he fought. Not only did his rapid punches not stop, but he became faster and faster, like a windmill, without even a gap.

Chen and Tai were both shocked. Why is this fat man not tired at all? Is he still a human? Chen Hetai had to move his steps and try to actively distance himself to avoid the opponent's attack.

But Ren Shan's footwork seemed to be more proficient than him, and he followed step by step, punching without stopping for a moment. Although each punch was not very powerful, the scene looked completely one-sided.

"Why is it so exaggerated? This is almost reaching the limit of human beings, isn't it?" Tang Lin was surprised.

Although he has been traveling across the world for many years, for Ren Shan, it is just one or two times. How did you train to the level of a world champion?

Randomly rummaging around in his pocket, Tang Lin took out a pair of black-rimmed glasses and put them on. His pupils suddenly turned into the shape of the Mangekyō Sharingan. Fortunately, this was Ren Shan's private box, and Tang Lin was not alone in it. People pay attention.

In the Sharingan state, Tang Lin saw meridians appearing in Ren Shan's body, and a subtle energy constantly running in his body.

"Is this...infuriating energy or chakra?" Tang Lin had no experience and couldn't tell, but it definitely wasn't muscle power.

Then, Tang Lin suddenly remembered that when he performed brain surgery on Ren Shan, he threw him to the eight parts of Tianlong, and later exchanged him for Lingbo Weibu and Beiming Shen Gong.

Could it be said that Ren Shan has really developed some skills?

Dang, a bell rings, two minutes are up, and the first round is over. There is nothing special about amateur competitions. There are no professional referees, and no one counts points. In the end, it is up to the players to separate themselves.

Although Ren Shan had the upper hand, he still took the initiative to stop his hand when the bell rang and distanced himself from a distance.

Chen Hetai also stood up unsteadily. The round of fast punches just now almost knocked him unconscious, but he also confirmed that Ren Shan was indeed a rookie with little experience. He relied solely on his abnormal physical strength and performance. Use punch speed to suppress yourself.

As long as you are careful, there is no problem in beating this rookie. It's just that this hand really hurts. The fat man's fists are not only fast, but also powerful. His hands are almost swollen when he hits them with such thick gloves.

In the second round, we can't give him another chance and must attack.