The middle-aged man sitting in the main seat and drinking tea frowned.
It is the owner of this underground black market, a peak powerhouse in the out-of-body realm!
The black market is a mixed bag. There are so many treasures that no one dares to covet. As a boss, he naturally has strength that ordinary people cannot match.
"It's like this. A challenger named Zhang Xuan just came. He fought ten games in a row and became the ten-time champion..."
The old man said hurriedly.
"What's the matter? It's normal to win ten crowns!"
He picked up the teapot, poured another cup of boiling water, and blew on the tea leaves floating on it. The middle-aged man didn't care.
Although it is difficult to win ten crowns, seven or eight can still be found in the underground black market every year, which is nothing.
"It's normal, but after becoming the ten-time champion, I still have to challenge the hundred-time champion... Hong Yang came on stage!"
The old man continued.
"Oh?" The middle-aged man smiled slightly: "No one at the same level can defeat Hong Yang's strength. As long as he takes action, he will basically be killed. Just prepare yourself and how to deal with the body. You are already familiar with it, why are you so panicked?
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"Yes... before, I thought there would be no problem if Hong Yang went up, but... who knew that after fighting with the opponent for two moves, he had been slapped twice, but the opponent... didn't seem to be hurt at all..."
After telling the scene he just saw, the old man couldn't believe it.
"Getting whipped? Could it be that Hong Yang is not his opponent?" The middle-aged man was stunned.
"Yes!" The old man nodded.
"Hong Yang is our cash cow. He has always been undefeated. Although he has a great reputation, he always lacks some gimmicks... It's okay. If you lose once, you will learn your shame and be brave, you should become stronger. You just have to watch,
It would be nice if no one died..."
Putting down the tea cup, the middle-aged man pointed his finger on the table and thought for a moment.
Even though Hong Yang is powerful, he is not invincible. As long as he is not killed in the ring, it is nothing.
"I know this, but... this Zhang Xuan's companion made crazy bets as soon as he arrived! After ten consecutive victories, he had already bet one thousand and eight hundred spirit stones. Just now, Hong Yang made a move. I think he
It’s impossible to win. If you want to win back your losses, you have to set a huge ratio... Who knows, this guy has staked all his spiritual stones on it..."
The old man looked embarrassed.
"Big? How big?"
The middle-aged man was stunned.
"If Hong Yang really loses... almost all of our Fangshi's profits over the years will not be enough to compensate the other party..."
"What?"
The body shook and the tea cup fell to the ground. The middle-aged man's vision went dark and he almost fell down.
What are the odds?
"Take me to see what's going on..."
Unable to bear it any longer, he stood up suddenly and walked towards the ring.
In the arena of life and death, the death of one or two people is nothing, but if he loses everything, how can he survive in the future?
This kind of thing must be stopped!
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"I'm going to kill you..."
On the ring, Hong Yang's eyes turned red after being slapped twice in succession.
Although I guessed that the opponent's strength was not weak, I didn't expect it to be so strong!
I have been fighting in the underground black market for nearly ten years, and I have never suffered such a big loss!
The most important thing is... this guy got such a huge advantage, and he keeps wandering around. He looks like he will fall down soon... He's just wandering around! It's me who should be wandering around, and I'm so disfigured...
"Lock the soul!"
With a roar, the soul in the body immediately locked up, and the acupuncture points all over the body were also tightly sealed.
The reason why he was slapped twice in succession was because the other party used the Jinghong Master talent. As long as he didn't look at it or think about it, he could resist and not be fooled!
Boom!
After doing this, he rushed over again, this time not with fists or palms, but with close combat.
He is tall and powerful, and is best at fighting with others. He was slapped twice in a row. Although he was about to explode with anger, he also knew that if he wanted to kill the opponent and take revenge, this was the only way to go.
Hooray!
When he came forward, he attacked with his elbows and knees at the same time, like a storm, making it difficult to resist.
"sharp!"
Still weak, Zhang Xuan shrank slightly. It seemed that he could not avoid it, but for some unknown reason, the storm-like attack immediately failed in this group of bodies, without even a single hit.
"He saw my attack route?"
Hong Yang's pupils shrank and he couldn't believe it.
The opponent's shrinking back looked helpless, but in fact he had accurately calculated his attack route and avoided all the places where he would attack. His movements were ugly, but the effect was extremely significant.
Just when he was thinking about how to respond, he saw Zhang Xuan, who was in a ball, stretched out his palm again and slapped his face again.
"You're still here? I've locked up my soul. If Master Jinghong wants to hurt me again, how can it be so easy..."
I was careful to take precautions, and just when I thought the other party had nothing to do, I heard a faint voice ringing in my ears.
"Stop blocking it, it can't be blocked..."
The voice was like a lover's whisper, making his whole body soften involuntarily, and his muscles relaxed in the blink of an eye.
"No, it's the magic sound..."
This state lasted for less than a tenth of a second. He immediately became alert and bit the tip of his tongue again. Just as he was about to resist, he saw the opponent's palm already appearing in front of him.
Snap!
The voice was clear and crisp, Hong Yang's eyes turned red, he turned around in a circle, and the other half of his face became swollen.
"Please believe me, my body really can't hold on and I can't fight you... I can't beat you!"
The other party's helpless voice sounded in my ears again.
"Ahhhh..."
It was okay not to listen, but after hearing it, he became even more crazy. Hong Yang's eyes were red. As soon as he arrived, he saw another slap in the face.
soon……
The other side of the face was swollen again, and the other person's words continued to ring out: "I'm so tired, I can't hold on anymore, don't do it again..."
Come back again.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
"I can't hold on anymore..."
The opponent's palm seemed to have magic power. It hit him in the face accurately every time. He changed his body movements more than a dozen times in a row, but there was no way to avoid it. The most important thing was that after each stroke, the opponent would hit him in the face. It was as if he was about to faint, and he was so embarrassed...
If you can't hold on, you will faint quickly...
It looked like he was going to die at any moment, but as soon as he rushed up, he slapped him...
Do you want to be so shameless?
Hong Yang is going crazy.
Not only was his expression on his face, but everyone in the stands was also stunned, with madness written all over their faces.
They all know Hong Yang's strength, invincible at the same level, a true Hundred Crown Champion...
I thought that once the action was taken, this newcomer who knew nothing about the world would be torn into several halves immediately... I never expected that such a result would happen...
As soon as Hong Yang rushed over, he was slapped back. Then, the opponent seemed to have been drained of all his strength. He kept shaking and was about to fall down at any time...
Then, he rushed over and continued to be withdrawn, still full of weakness...
The cycle begins over and over again.
Hong Yang, who they thought was invincible, had been slapped so many times in the face that his face had become swollen and looked like no one.
The most important thing is that this guy who could faint at any time didn't get hit by a single move and wasn't even hurt at all!
"We were really fighting him just now?"
The faces of the scarred young man and others all turned pale, and Qian Xu even had his head huddled in his neck, like a frightened quail.
That was Hong Yang... the most invincible being in the entire underground market. Being whipped here and there by him was like playing with a chicken... How strong should his real strength be?
It's too exaggerated!
He provoked such people... Fortunately, they didn't argue with him, otherwise... he would have been killed long ago.
"Stop fighting, I'm really no match for you... Stop it!"
Clear slaps and helpless shouts continued to ring out in the arena.
Plop!
After an unknown amount of time, Hong Yang could no longer hold on and lay on the ground, his vision went dark and he fainted.
Until he fell into coma, he was filled with unwillingness.
After so many years in the ring competition, it was the first time that I felt so frustrated and undignified.
Before he fell into coma, he looked at the opponent in front of him. The guy who was shaking when he saw the ten-time champion was still the same as before. There didn't seem to be much difference.
I will fall down at any time, but I just won’t fall down...
"He defeated... Hong Yang?"
"Lost again?"
"That's my wife Ben..."
Because of Hong Yang's action, many people placed big bets. At this moment, they saw him lying on the ground, completely unconscious, all of them with pale faces and almost crying.
I had lost many times before, and I thought Hong Yang could help me make money back, but I never expected that I was in a complete mess and lost all my money.
If I had known this outcome, I would have bet on this Zhang Xuan... Where did this guy with no reputation come from?
Easily defeat a hundred crown champions in one breath?
"Challenge...Zhang Xuan wins!"
After waiting for more than ten breaths, Hong Yang remained motionless. The previous voice sounded again, and it seemed that his tone was full of disbelief.
"I'm getting rich, I'm really getting rich this time..."
Different from the mournful expressions of everyone else, Zhang Jiuxiao jumped up excitedly when he heard the news that he had definitely won.
The odds of this competition are 1 to 10. In other words, as long as Zhang Xuan wins, the 1,800 spirit stones he bet on will become 18,000 in the blink of an eye. Adding in the principal, it will already be 18,000.
Nearly 20,000!
As a member of the family, I have never seen so many high-grade essence stones!
Before coming to the black market, I didn't have a penny on my body. Within an hour, I had nearly 20,000...
Master Zhang is simply a walking spiritual mine, and there is no need to dig it, it is just given by someone.
"So much, it should satisfy Master Zhang's requirements..."
Knowing that he had earned so much, it should be enough. Zhang Jiuxiao stopped stopping and came to the place where he had just placed his bet. He handed over the voucher in his hand: "I'm here to get the money I won! As expected, the total is 19,000.
One thousand and eight hundred high-quality essence stones!"
"Nineteen thousand and eighty?"
Before the person in charge of placing the bets spoke, a cold snort rang out, and then a middle-aged man came over: "You are suspected of cheating, so this bet will not count!"
