Guiche, also known as Gu Huo Niao or Nine-Headed Bird in ancient mythology.
This is a monstrous beast of ancient times, its appearance signifies impending chaos and great misfortune.
"Chen Tianjiao, what are your chances?"
Han Wei asked, looking at the host on stage.
"If I said ten out of ten, would you believe me?" Chen Fan replied.
"Don't be careless."
Han Wei said, "I don't know this Master Qing, but he clearly doesn't want you to take Zhao Quan away, so he'll definitely send his top fighter to stop you."
"It's nothing, unless it's a martial arts grandmaster."
Chen Fan said.
Han Wei nodded, "Alright, be careful."
The host on stage shouted, "The odds for less than ten consecutive wins, three consecutive wins, four consecutive wins up to nine consecutive wins have all been released. If you want to bet, hurry up! Opportunities are fleeting. The highest odds are twenty-one to one!"
"Now, let's look at the top three opponents we've arranged for our challenger."
"In our backstage, too many fighters are eager to compete with this mysterious challenger, Guiche. We've selected, oh, the Polar Bear who previously killed the Leopard, the Cang Shan Tiger with a past record of five wins and one loss, and the Rattlesnake with nine wins and one loss."
"Many of you are familiar with these three. They are the strongest among the strong, and their opponents always end up miserable, either dead or disabled!"
"Now, let's invite our Polar Bear!"
With the host's incitement, the atmosphere in the boxing arena grew more fervent.
Amidst roars and cheers, a man with his chest bare, wearing only trousers, walked onto the stage.
This person was clearly Russian, over two meters tall, with explosive muscles and a full head of hair, creating a massive visual impact.
"Guiche, it's your turn."
Master Qing said, "This is your first opponent."
Chen Fan took off his jacket, revealing a gray shirt underneath.
Han Wei stepped forward to take it.
"There's still 2.4 million, bet it all on ten consecutive wins."
Chen Fan said.
Han Wei nodded.
Master Qing's lips curved slightly, a hint of mockery in his eyes.
He knew Chen Fan wouldn't be weak, after all, he was the Undefeated Heavenly King, commanding thousands of troops, and had wiped out seven major families in the capital in one go.
But this was the Ghost Market, the underground boxing arena.
The top fighters here wouldn't be at a disadvantage against a Hua Jin master from the ancient martial arts world.
Furthermore, today's situation was a bit special. Several heavyweight guests had brought incredibly powerful experts.
Under these circumstances, he didn't believe Chen Fan could achieve ten consecutive wins.
"Next, let's invite our mysterious challenger, Guiche!"
Master Qing signaled a subordinate to escort Chen Fan out of the private room towards the boxing ring.
Zhao Quan watched Chen Fan leave the private room, his expression becoming somewhat complicated.
On one hand, he dreamed of revenge, and Chen Fan's arrival had indeed given him a chance.
But on the other hand, although Chen Fan was the Undefeated Heavenly King, the enemies were too strong... He wasn't entirely clear about their origins, but he knew how terrifying they were.
To put it this way, the several forces behind this underground boxing arena were insignificant compared to those enemies.
Seeing Chen Fan, who was originally a guest, become a fighter, Wang Ziqing looked dazed.
"Guiche!"
"Guiche!"
"Guiche!"
"..."
The guests in the arena started shouting.
Challenging for ten consecutive wins was a rare sight in this underground boxing world where lives were often disregarded.
Someone had challenged for consecutive wins before, but the organizers wouldn't stand idly by.
The reason was simple: the odds set for consecutive wins would definitely be higher than usual, drawing in all gamblers.
In such a situation, if a fighter managed to win consecutively, the losses incurred by the organizers would be substantial.
Greed was human nature, and the prospect of making a fortune with little investment held immense appeal for many gamblers.
Of course, when someone challenged for consecutive wins, it was also the best time for the organizers to harvest, as the allure of high odds made gamblers lose their reason, allowing the organizers to profit handsomely.
Thus, a game of wits was involved.
In such an underground boxing arena, there were no rules. The organizers would naturally arrange the strongest opponents, and they wouldn't hesitate to use methods like fixing fights or even poisoning.
Chen Fan walked to the first floor and, guided by staff, headed towards the boxing ring.
Gradually, the gazes of many gamblers fell upon him.
The screams and roars, the momentum, all weakened.
Chen Fan's expression was indifferent. Although his stature wasn't short, he appeared ordinary and didn't exude much power. In a place like the underground boxing arena, to the eyes of many gamblers, he seemed rather unremarkable.
A fighter like this, challenging for ten consecutive wins, did they really think the fight organizers were benevolent benefactors?
When Chen Fan stepped onto the stage, everyone confirmed that he was the mysterious challenger. Many people booed.
The host, seeing Chen Fan, also appeared surprised.
He didn't understand why Master Qing would arrange for such a person to challenge for ten consecutive wins. The atmosphere that had just been ignited suddenly felt cold.
He was momentarily unsure how to continue his hype.
"Alright, our mysterious challenger has appeared, codenamed Guiche. Judging by his slender build, there's no comparison to our Polar Bear!"
"However, since he dares to challenge for ten consecutive wins, he must have something extraordinary. This is the best opportunity for everyone to bet and get rich. Opportunities are fleeting."
"With odds of twenty-one to one, bet ten thousand, and if our Guiche wins, you can get a profit of two hundred and ten thousand!"
The host kept chattering.
The Polar Bear next to him glanced at Chen Fan and sneered, shouting something in a jumbled manner.
It was Russian, and most people couldn't understand it. But looking at his sneer and the mockery in his eyes, most people could guess it wasn't anything good.
Perhaps it was something about tearing Chen Fan to pieces.
Chen Fan's expression remained calm, he couldn't be bothered to look at the Polar Bear.
This Russian fighter was very strong, but he posed no threat to him.
At the betting stations in the hall, many people had already started placing their bets.
"Now, I'll reiterate the rules for fighting in the ring. The rule is there are no rules. You can attack any part of your opponent until one side completely loses the ability to fight."
"Since you're coming up to fight, life and death are irrelevant. Guiche, this is your first time here, do you understand the rules?"
Chen Fan nodded indifferently.
"Good. After the bell rings, the match begins, until only one person is standing."
Under the supervision of the staff, Chen Fan and the Polar Bear stood at opposite ends of the ring.
The host jumped off the stage.
The bell began to ring.
"Haaah..."
The Polar Bear roared, his burly physique and ferocious demeanor exciting the gamblers below.
Most people didn't have high hopes for Chen Fan, shouting the Polar Bear's name.
The Polar Bear didn't rush to attack. With a cat-and-mouse smile, he approached Chen Fan step by step.
Chen Fan remained still.
"Is this guy scared silly?"
"If you ask me, this guy must be in debt and can't go on living, so he's forced to fight. He's dead!"
"Ten consecutive wins? That's just talking nonsense. If he can even beat the Polar Bear, that would be impressive."
Data from various betting points quickly converged backstage.
In a room resembling a private box on the second floor, a young man looked at the data appearing on his computer screen, shook his head, and dialed a special mobile phone.
"Master Qing, if this Guiche you arranged can't win a single match, we'll lose quite a bit of money!"
"Xiao Chang, it's not that bad. Guiche is the Undefeated Heavenly King of the army. Winning three to five matches shouldn't be a problem."
Master Qing's reply came through the phone.
Undefeated Heavenly King?
Hearing this title, the young man couldn't help but pause.