"I hope you can treat this arena battle correctly. We are willing to pay an arsenal key and a five-star fighting technique!"
"Young man, you should stop appropriately!"
"Your behavior can threaten us for a while, but it will be very difficult for you in the future. It is difficult for any sequencing institution to accept you again!"
…
"Is there any "Tiger Shape Fist"?"
After finding the call switch, Zhang Xuezhou asked.
"have!"
"I want that!"
"Can!"
Zhang Xuezhou stared at his opponent who was still standing, and he could see the fear in his eyes.
He exhaled and spoke, and with an attitude of seriously participating in the competition, Zhang Xuezhou punched softly.
Zhang Xuezhou didn't know why the other party was afraid.
But for the "Tiger Shape Fist" that Zhang Manqian was obsessed with, Zhang Xuezhou felt that he could take a beating.
But Zhang Xuezhou didn't understand where Zhang Manqian went.
After throwing out a punch, Zhang Xuezhou's blow did not trigger a backhand attack from the opponent.
He turned his head, not daring to look into Zhang Xuezhou's eyes.
There is no doubt that these two lines of competition are very strange, but if they want to find the reason, they can also find it.
"The person in charge of this underground casino must have threatened him!"
Tens of seconds ago, he was lying like this, being watched condescendingly by his opponent in a horse-face mask.
Now it was his turn.
"I can only go to my sister for help!"
Opposite him, the contestant with a horse face mask lay down for nearly thirty seconds, and then he stood up tremblingly.
"What kind of bullshit punch is so powerful?"
Seeing that the other party was standing still and not cooperating, Zhang Xuezhou had no choice but to keep moving forward.
Opposite Zhang Xuezhou, the horse-face mask contestant was in shock.
Maybe it's due to the threat during the call, or maybe it's due to something else.
"ha!"
Although he didn't know the significance of this arrangement behind the scenes, Zhang Xuezhou would obviously accept it happily.
Zhang Xuezhou looked at his opponent lying on the ring.
"You actually peed?"
"Why does it end with just one punch?"
After receiving his punch, the horse-face mask sequencing contestant fell to the sky.
The message behind the scenes was that as long as he played seriously and did not emphasize the issue of victory or defeat, Zhang Xuezhou felt that winning or losing did not matter.
The huge sound wave drowned their voices, and only those who were very close could hear them.
The electronic sound reminder came to an end, and Zhang Xuezhou waved to the sequencing contestant in the horse-face mask.
"Shit!"
Zhang Manqian couldn't get what she asked for, so Zhang Xuezhou could only meet him by chance.
If Zhang Xuezhou had anyone to rely on at this time, he could only think of Zhang Manqian.
"Then you have to complete the cultivation. Before you complete the cultivation, you will be beaten like a dead dog!"
Having had the experience of having a phone call with the director of Weiyang Martial Arts School, Zhang Xuezhou believed that this opponent might also have had a phone call, and even had to accept the threat, otherwise he would not be defeated by his soft punches.
He stared at the opponent who was knocked down by his punch, feeling the fear in the opponent's eyes. Zhang Xuezhou felt that the person behind the scenes was probably arranging the outcome of the bet.
This kind of competition is undoubtedly fake, but the winner has not been determined at this time, and although the shouts under the ring are loud, they are not enough to cause a commotion.
…
His perception was very keen, and he knew very well that the other party would never dare to beat him like before, which made Zhang Xuezhou also start asking the party behind the scenes to propose conditions.
The treatment of the winner and the loser will obviously be different. If he wants to join up with Zhang Manqian, Zhang Xuezhou feels that winning the game is likely to create an opportunity.
"This guy may have used giant ape strength, and that 29749 probably used another fighting technique!"
"Compensate!"
"Brother, be merciful, let's play a fake match together, I lose and you win!"
"Son of a bitch, my money!"
As long as the Weiyang Martial Arts School has the 29749 Sequencer's photos, fingerprints and other identifying materials, he will definitely be identified.
Zhang Xuezhou felt fear in the other person's eyes.
If such underground forces learn the truth, Zhang Xuezhou feels that he will most likely be beaten.
"Um!"
He jumped around to warm up and pumped his fists from time to time.
Zhang Xuezhou looked serious.
…
"Have they all practiced the power of giant apes?"
Zhang Xuezhou stood up and said hello to the other side.
As long as he was not beaten to death on the spot, possessing the "Tai Qing Zhen Technique", he was not afraid of internal and external injuries. At worst, he could lie down for a month and slowly recover from his injuries.
"Crack down on match-fixing!"
Many unreasonable behaviors seemed to have new explanations for a while.
"It's probably Longwei Fighting Technique!"
"Damn it, if you put a player like this on the table, I'm going to give you money again!"
"It's best for this kid to lose the ring!"
It takes one month to exchange for a set of "Tiger Shape Boxing" worth 25,000 yuan. Zhang Xuezhou feels that this high-yield return is worth it.
"Is it a martial art involving intimidation?"
Zhang Xuezhou had never seen real black forces or evil forces, but he could not help but use the gangster groups near Yucai Middle School as a reference.
The mechanical electronic sound counted down to the last moment, and Zhang Xuezhou returned to his original position with satisfaction.
Zhang Manqian was looking for a way to buy "Tiger Shape Boxing" which was difficult to buy. After he asked, the other party had already agreed.
But he hoped that his opponent in the horse-faced mask could pay attention to his propriety. After all, his body was really not resistant to beatings.
The game ended so quickly that many gamblers were caught off guard.
Judging from the opponent's fearful appearance, there is a high probability that he will win.
He wasn't sure if he could make it back.
Correspondingly, there are only winning and losing situations.
Assimilation is cut off, and the electronic sound reminder sounds again.
Just like his previous attack, the horse-face mask sequencing contestant fell on the ring and never stood up again.
In addition to the issue of money, this also involves the permission to purchase "Tiger Shape Fist".
Noisy yelling and swearing could be heard outside the ring, but Zhang Xuezhou never heard Zhang Manqian's voice while watching the competition in the ring.
The second round has begun.
He is just a fake, not a real sequencer.
The only advantage of this kind of game is that the points betting game cannot be carried out, and the exchange rate of points chips is over before it begins.
Knock down one with one punch, knock down the other with one punch.
Crazy shouts of angry curses followed.
The thoughts in Zhang Xuezhou's mind went through thousands of times.
"Is that the fighting technique of glaring at whoever pisses them off?"
Zhang Xuezhou finished shouting to the horse-face mask sequencing contestants and then made some gestures.
Under the ring, while waiting for the start of the third round, some voices began to discuss it.
"Come on, hit the chest here. The hit points here are high, and the protection I wear here is also high!" Zhang Xuezhou shouted.
Fist, armor, mask and other protection blocked too much, only those eyes were bright.
His opponent's fists and kicks were not strong, or even very weak, but combined with the Dragon Power fighting skills mentioned by those outside the ring, he felt as if he was being crushed by a ferocious beast when the opponent touched him.
His body was not injured, but his mind believed that he had suffered a fatal blow.
This is the type of opponent he has never encountered since he learned fighting, and it is also the most terrifying opponent he has come into contact with so far.