Urban Powerhouse: Chaos Supreme

Lin Mo came to the fighting arena just to see if anyone from the Paul Family would show up, after all, he was there for the ring.

The ring covered an area of fifty by fifty square meters, providing the boxers with the largest possible space to display their skills.

The ring was approximately three meters high, surrounded by rows of steel balls linked with chains, resembling an iron cage.

A massive spotlight shone down on the ring, and the entire place exuded a cold metallic atmosphere, giving off a sense of brutal iron prison.

The materials under the ring were made of hard composite materials, capable of withstanding blows over 1000 kg.

The rules of the contest were very simple, both fighters signed a life and death agreement, ensuring no retaliation regardless of outcome, until one side surrendered or died, the match wouldn't be over.

Of course, the fate of a conceding boxer was quite tragic; besides never being able to fight again, they might even be punished by their employer, leading to family ruin.

The fighters participating in the matches were divided into three categories: those cultivated by the arena itself, those from other forces entering challenges or mutual slaughter, and the last being called free fighters.

They could challenge anyone and earn very generous rewards.

Inside the ring, two sturdy Caucasians leapt into action, each punch hitting flesh. With 700-inch ultra-high-definition screens on all sides and surround sound, nearly ten thousand audience members in the fighting arena had their adrenaline skyrocketing, their blood boiling.

"Crack." A very clear sound reached their ears.

One fighter had his arm twisted off by his opponent, then got his ear punched off.

Lin Mo had no interest in this mortal combat, closing his eyes to rest.

As for Luo Xue and Guo Yan, the gruesome sight made the faces of the two girls pale with fear, covering their eyes.

"Wow, Gwans is really amazing." Xu Gang exclaimed loudly.

Li Zheng glanced at Lin Mo, who had his eyes shut, hoping Lin Mo would be wary of his father's position in the Paul Family and would not trouble him.

The fighting had reached three matches, bringing the entire arena's atmosphere to a fever pitch, everyone's blood nearly bursting through their veins.

This time, it was other fighters challenging the Paul Family's boxers, yet the Paul boxers had won three matches, until in the fourth match when a black boxer came on stage and twisted a Paul Family boxer's neck on the spot.

In a modern metallic-style private box on the top floor of the venue.

Two famous actresses often seen at the Cannes Film Festival sat on either side of a young man, precious bottles of Lafite wine adorning the metallic tabletop. An ultra-high-definition 300-inch screen directly in front showed the arena combat.

"Knock, knock!"

The door to the box was knocked.

"Come in."

A middle-aged man in a suit entered, bowing respectfully, "Young master, the one who twisted Gwans's neck is a free fighter, his information is incomplete, seems he came from out of town."

"Hmm, send Mike up, we can't let the Paul Family's arena lose face." The young man sitting between the two actresses said nonchalantly, not even glancing at him.

"Yes, young master."

With that, the man slowly exited the box.

At this moment.

The arena was on a break, when suddenly a commotion erupted at the east exit, a group of men in black suits entered, led by a middle-aged man exuding authority.

"Is that Mr. Antonia, the director of the venue?"

"Indeed, even Mr. Antonia has appeared, something big must be happening."

"Who is he?"

The resting Lin Mo opened his eyes, frowning in suspicion.

Xu Gang suddenly laughed and said, "That is this club's manager, Mr. Anthony, highly ranked. However, it's said that he generally does not show up for regular matches, not sure why he's here today."

Seeing such a Big Shot naturally excited many people.

Lin Mo indeed frowned, it appeared this manager held a significant status, usually not found at the arena, his sudden appearance today suggested an even more formidable presence in the venue.

Perhaps a core member of the Paul Family.

"Director."

Anthony led people to a few staff members, who greeted him respectfully.

Anthony ignored them, his gaze focused on a man in loose sports attire drinking mineral water further away, appearing to be in his early thirties, fair-skinned, with a buzz cut, looking very strong.

However, upon seeing him, the man just glanced over lightly, not bothering to greet Anthony, practically showing contempt.

Anthony frowned, looking displeased, these renowned fighters at the arena held themselves high and did not regard him, the manager, in any light.

"Mike, you'll fight the next match." Anthony looked at him and announced.

The man frowned, gripping his water bottle, "Today is my day off, I won't fight."

"It is the young master's order." Anthony said slowly.

Mike's expression changed slightly, "The young master is here too?"

"The young master said he doesn't want to see us lose the match, you should understand the severity of the consequences if we lose." Anthony finished, then took his leave.

Mike put down his water bottle, frowning as he walked towards the dressing room, "Damn it, should have known not to come watch the fight today."

Ten minutes later.

"Wow, Mike is actually going up?" Xu Gang exclaimed.

"Who is he?" Lin Mo asked calmly.

"Hehe, you don't even know him? He's one of the top three ranking super fighters, Boxing Emperor Mike, in this arena, 97 matches, 70 wins, 11 losses, and 16 draws, he's my idol." Xu Gang said seriously.

Lin Mo glanced at Mike, seeing his limbs filled with explosive strength, his buzz cut appearing very capable, and his eyes sharp like an eagle, his strength already above the Martial God level.

On the other side of the ring was a black man who had previously twisted Gwans's neck.

The two immediately clashed, with Mike showcasing his Western Boxing, Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, and Fighting Skills, the sound of blows continually echoing, igniting the audience's enthusiasm, as Mike was far superior to the previous fighter.

The black man began to fall into a disadvantage but just then, two fruit knives placed twenty meters away at the VIP table flew up quickly toward Mike's back, slicing through the air sharply.

Mike instantly sensed the danger from behind, but the black man's punch was already coming, giving him no time to react.

"Puff! Puff!"

Two fruit knives flew as two streaks of Flowing Light, stabbing into Mike's spine.

Antonia immediately woke up, "Quickly, catch him, he used spiritual power." Lin Mo also frowned, not expecting a Superpower User among the fighters.

In a moment of extreme danger, all of Mike's hair stood up like steel needles, as if a cat had its tail stepped on, his muscles locking tightly.