Chapter 001: The Female Ghost

  The next day was undoubtedly a great day for all prisoners of the Black Prison.

  Because their bets were all very big.

  Although those bets were some small items, cigarettes, jewelry, and other miscellaneous things, these things are already their entire family property for prisoners in the black prison.

  The only regret is that these people all bet that Yang Hua would be knocked down and killed in a few moves.

  Today's first challenger is Hercules, George.

  And those other boxing champions, Jack and the terrorist Andreiev, as well as the Thai boxer Sanni, didn't even show up. They were still lounging around in the pasture, thinking that Yang Hua was just a hot-headed fool with no brains. Even if they had gone, it would have been pointless, and the result would have been the same - they would have definitely been beaten to death by George the Great.

  They knew Thor's power and had seen his methods of killing people, so they felt at ease.

  For many people, Yang Hua's current situation is undoubtedly a suicidal challenge. Although they all hope in their hearts that someone in the black prison can defeat these foreign fighters, to be honest, they do not have much hope for Yang Hua.

  At this moment, Yang Hua walked out of the prison cell slowly with the accompaniment of Hu Zi and 17 others.

  But the group of prisoners following behind were not cheering for Yang Hua at all, they just wanted to watch the excitement.

  The tiger beside him had a gloomy face, obviously extremely dissatisfied with these prisoners. Several times he wanted to scold them loudly, but was stopped by 17 every time. Only Yang Hua in front remained expressionless, his face devoid of any emotion at the moment. He didn't care about the cold ridicule and sarcasm from the prisoners.

  Because he always remembered the advice Bai Songren gave him when they were in the Dead Man's House: Never be confused by your enemies, but don't let your own heart be confused either. That is a great taboo!

  The lights in the arena were dimmed, but the lamps were all lit up. On the central stage stood a giant-like figure, George the Strongman, who was pounding his chest with heavy fists and shouting continuously, causing a stir throughout the audience.

  All the seats under the stage were fully occupied, and the original four warehouses of east, south, west and north were also removed with iron railings. There was no longer any estrangement between prisoners, but the noise and disturbance were even more piercing to the ear.

  As soon as Yang Hua walked in, everyone fell silent for a few seconds staring at this arrogant guy, and after a few seconds they all burst out laughing.

  "Get out of here, don't die in the arena and humiliate our Black Prison people."

  "Ugh, I thought it was going to be a character like Qing Long, at least there would be something to look at. Who knew it's just a useless piece of trash? What a disappointment."

  "Yeah, I reckon that kid won't even last a minute, what do you think?"

  "One round and you're down."

  Those contemptuous voices from under the ring were transmitted one by one into Yang Hua's and 17, Hu Zi's ears.

  Hu Zi's face was filled with anger, as if he was about to erupt at any moment. Next to him, 17 also had a gloomy expression, clearly these words had a significant impact on him too. Although he tried his best to remain calm and believed that Yang Hua would definitely win, but deep down, he couldn't help but waver. Could Yang Hua really hold on?

  But Yang Hua's face didn't change at all, as if the voices around him were talking about someone else, and he slowly walked towards the stage with a calm expression.

  George, who was on the stage, saw Yang Hua walk in and his smile disappeared. He was replaced by a wave of incomprehensible curses, and he even made a gesture to kill him with his hands.

  And all along, Yang Hua didn't change his expression from start to finish, and he didn't even feel a bit angry.

  His whole person was as cold as a stone.

  No one can guess what he is thinking in his heart at this moment!

  He slowly walked up onto the stage, one step at a time, with Hu Zi and 17 standing behind him, their faces tense as they watched him ascend.

  "Come on! Yang Hua."

  At the top of the arena sat Tang Qing, still smiling.

  He still smiled, looking at the people below who seemed to be playing tricks on him, and slowly said to the ring below: "George, play with him first, don't kill him so quickly, or there will be no fun."

  His words caused the whole audience to burst into laughter, and George, who was as tall and big as a giant, laughed wildly, his fat head nodding, turning around, looking at Yang Hua in front of him with contempt on his face.

  And Yang Hua on the opposite side had no expression from start to finish, his eyes were coldly staring at George in front of him.

  Only the voice of Tang Qing came from the loudspeaker: "Start."

  Then there was just one angry roar from the mouth of the mighty George.

  All he saw was his massive body rushing towards Yang Hua like a mountain, with two thick arms in the shape of a sweep, and another one with a fist as big as a bowl mouth hitting Yang Hua's face.

  The whole audience was in an uproar.

  "Damn it, I knew I should have finished off that George while I had the chance. Alas, I thought this kid could hold on for a bit longer."

  "Don't be in such a hurry, isn't the fight over yet?"

  "Need I say more?"

  Many people's complaints sounded from under the platform.

  Tang Qing on the ring above also had an unhappy face, just now he told George to play for a while, but unexpectedly this guy used his finishing move as soon as he came up.

  Just when everyone thought George's fatal blow would surely take Yang Hua's life, an unexpected outcome emerged.

  When George's deadly blow was about to fall on Mount Tai, Yang Hua's face changed suddenly.

  The originally cold eyes suddenly ignited with flames of hatred, the originally calm and unexploded body, in an instant, was like a volcanic eruption, gathering all its strength together.

  All I heard was a loud bang.

  Everyone in the entire venue was stunned. They all widened their eyes in surprise, staring at the stage above, where those guys who were just shouting and screaming non-stop had suddenly become like they had bombs stuffed in their mouths, unable to utter a single word. Meanwhile, the faces of the 17 and Tiger below the stage also looked incredulous.

  "Great, too great." Only 17 reacted first and shouted loudly at the stage.

  All that was seen on the field was George's pale face, a pair of deep blue eyes almost bulging out, a large mouth agape, and two thick arms stopping abruptly less than an arm's width away from Yang Hua.

  On the other side, Yang Hua was in a diving posture, with one right fist passing through George's two thick arms and hitting his throat. His face, which had just been furious enough to destroy heaven and earth, instantly returned to calmness.

  He slowly withdrew the fist that had been aimed at George's throat and walked slowly down from the ring, without looking back at George again.

  Quiet!

  It's suffocating!

  The whole audience was silent, as if everyone was stunned.

  No one spoke again, and no one was noisy anymore. Even Tang Qing, who was sitting on the platform above, was stunned there.

  They were stunned.

  There was only a loud thud, and George's giant body collapsed onto the stage, convulsing uncontrollably before finally lying still.

  The whole audience no longer had a contemptuous gaze, but instead looked at Yang Hua with eyes like they were watching a beast as he slowly walked down from the stage.

  It's quiet again.

  Stifling silence.

  Suddenly:

  Boom

  A sound.

  The whole scene suddenly exploded like a heavy bomb had been thrown in, and the audience was in an uproar.

  Those who were desperately saying Yang Hua would lose just now, are now shouting one after another, only the difference is that they were shouting Yang Hua lost earlier, but now they are shouting Yang Hua won.

  They were excited and thrilled that someone in the dark prison was finally able to defeat the foreigner.

  Even the surrounding prison guards were filled with disbelief, until George fell to the ground, they finally understood that the mighty George had indeed been defeated.

  He was knocked down with one punch.

  The whole field was in an uproar, with everyone screaming for Yang Hua's punch that knocked down the mighty god.

  That Hu Zi was so excited that he almost jumped up, he never thought that the guy who was like a bookworm at first would become completely unrecognizable now.

  Like a beast.

  And the face of that 17-year-old also slowly changed, his whole face almost convulsed with excessive excitement as he stared at Yang Hua and suddenly felt a bit out of touch with the times.

  Yang Hua still had a cold expression on his face, as if he had already known that he would knock down the powerful George.

  He slowly walked to Hu Zi, who was excited and almost jumped up, and said calmly: "Big brother, let's go." After that, he turned around and left the arena.

  And then No. 17 and Hu Zi closely followed up, and the whole scene burst into a loud shout.

  "Damn it, I've lost all my family's savings."

  "Haha, I'm the same as you, but I lost happily. If I can kill those other bastards tomorrow, even if I lose my pants, I'll still be happy. Haha."

  "It doesn't matter if I lose, as long as I'm happy."

  A group of rough men started shouting there.

  "Who was that fierce man just now? So formidable? How come I've never seen him before in the Black Prison?"

  "I've never seen it before!"

  "He's practically a beast."

  "It doesn't matter if he's a beast or a lion, as long as he can beat those foreign boxers to death, I'll be happy."

  "Haha, haha, but to be honest, that little guy is really a fierce man."

  "Like a_tiger..."