"The fist is still quite strong!" Sha Lang shook his numb right leg and snorted: "Ten moves have been passed, that's it! Don't you understand what Brother Cheng said?"
Tu Qingcang frowned tightly: "Who are you? There is no player like you in Hulunbuir!"
"Why, if I'm not from Hulunbuir, I can't fight you?" Shalang slowly crouched down like a cheetah and smiled evilly: "Hei Niu, grandpa is playing with you. It's also ten moves. Do you dare to take it?"
"Where are these brats from? Each one is more arrogant than the other. Pao-shu_ba.8.)" Tu Qingcang looked at Shalang coldly, pointed his iron fist at Di Cheng who had stepped down and shouted: "Di Cheng, come on!
!Are you afraid?"
He was just about to enter the state, but he didn't enjoy himself at all. The last two moves he just failed were even more frustrating. How could he allow Di Cheng to leave so easily!
Di Cheng, who had just stepped off the stage, turned around and said: "Today's game should be your last game in Hulunbuir. I don't want you to have any regrets. Just follow the rules first. If you can defeat the other two
, to complete the five-hundred-game winning streak. If I have a chance in the future, I will definitely have a fun battle with you."
Tu Qingcang roared: "You are my opponent in Tu Qingcang's 500th match!! If you really don't want me to have any regrets, come up to me immediately!!"
"I'm sorry, you are... not good enough now. Just compete with peace of mind. I am your audience today, just to witness your five hundred consecutive victories." Di Cheng shook his head and refused to quarrel with him any more. In fact, it was not the case.
I don't think so, but this guy's performance just now was beyond his imagination.
The first is the actual combat at extreme speed, which shocked Di Cheng more than anyone else. It took him five years to perfect it. This guy has already knocked on the door in three years. If he is given a few more years,
, maybe it can be perfected. Secondly, the strength and brutal power of the muscles, it is like a steel robot that has come to life.
If we really want to fight him, we can defeat him easily, but there is no hope of escaping intact.
At this time, don't allow yourself to be impulsive.
"No? What do you mean no! Please explain it to me clearly." Tu Qingcang's aloofness is even more generous than that of Yang Jing. How can he tolerate others looking down upon him, not to mention that the other person is the target that he vows to surpass in this life.
"Hey, hey, can you be polite?" Shalang pointed to himself: "Did you not hear clearly what I just said to you? If you want to fight, I will accompany you."
"Who do you think you are! Get off my stage!" Tu Qingcang shouted angrily.
"Then it depends on whether you have the ability to make me roll down." Shalang laughed ferociously, his knees suddenly exerted force, and his body that was ready to go shot into the sky, like an eagle fighting in the air, reaching a terrifying height of four meters.
A roar shook the arena, spinning rapidly like a cannonball towards Tu Qingcang.
Hiss... the sound of gasping for air became audible, and dull eyes were sent to the "falling" figure in the sky.
Shocked? Horrified!!!
Is it the end of the world? Where do all these monsters come from?!!
Tu Qingcang frowned and quickly retreated four steps away. He slightly curled his knees to stabilize his lower body. His solemn and sharp eyes locked on the psychedelic leg shooting down. He roared violently and punched to meet the attack. "Really.
I’m so easy to bully!! Get out of my way!!”
Clang!!! Exploding with all his strength, the thrusts of his feet and fists collided with each other, and the ear-splitting sound instantly stirred up the whole place. Tu Qingcang groaned, his chest was filled with blood, and he stumbled back uncontrollably.
, slammed into the corner pillar. I wanted to suppress the blood rushing to my throat, but... poof... a dazzling scarlet tear spurted out.
Shalang's body was also out of balance. Even though he had controlled his body before landing with his rich experience, the force of the previous impact was too great. It took him seven or eight consecutive somersaults to control his retreat. After calming down, he realized that
He actually fell outside the arena.
If this was a real ring competition, he would have already lost!!
"This guy has such a hard fist!" Sha Lang looked at the ring with a solemn face. The gold-level sudden attack... unexpectedly... didn't hurt him much?
"Ah!!" Tu Qingcang didn't know who he had just defeated. He was extremely dissatisfied with his performance. He even felt angry and humiliated. He almost fell into madness under the stimulation and ran towards the audience with a roar.
.
But before he could rush to the corner of the ring, a pretty figure in red flew down in front of him like a butterfly. It just rose and fell, and appeared in front of him the next moment. Her delicate white hands seemed to be gently imprinting on his.
Chest.
"Where did the child come from?"
"Ah, little sister, get out of the way!!" The girls in front of them turned pale, some screamed, some closed their eyes, and in their minds they were already imagining the scene of the beauty dying and blood splattering on the ring.
Can……
Bang! His little hand touched his chest, and the force burst out in an instant, stopping Tu Qingcang's frenzied impact.
"The ten moves have passed, don't pester me, or else... I'll kill you!" The beautiful, cute and innocent face was covered with frost, and she spat out a few words. The next moment, her petite body suddenly jumped up, and her little feet swung instantly.
The transformation appeared on Tu Qingcang's cheek.
And then...BOOM!!
In the stunned and even dizzy gazes of the audience, Tu Qingcang's delicate little feet sent Tu Qingcang flying backwards, and landed heavily in the center of the ring five meters away. He finally stopped after four or five collisions.
Bang... In the dead silence of the arena, a wine bottle in the hands of a rich man fell to the ground with a crisp cracking sound. The collected red wine just spilled to the ground, but with his mouth wide open, he seemed not to notice, and his dull eyes were fixed on the ring.
On that little doll-like girl.
Not only him, but the whole place was dead silent at the moment. People's expressions were unprecedentedly dull and dull!! Their brains were blank!!
Tu Qingcang shook his groggy head vigorously and looked at the girl in red not far away with difficulty. If it weren't for the burning pain on his face, he would have even wondered if he had just hallucinated or had a dream.
"This is a warning, don't toast or drink as a penalty!" Meiyan gave an expressionless warning, and walked off the stage in front of thousands of complicated eyes in the audience. She quickly ran a few steps to catch up with Di Cheng, who had previously taught Tu Qingcang a lesson.
Her little hand gently held the corner of his clothes. This simple action restored innocence, and of course it was enough to illustrate the relationship between the two of them.
Gulu... The rich people swallowed hard, no one said a word, and no one dared to scold her for ruining the game. They quietly watched her and Di Cheng go down the stairs and enter the private room area on the third floor.
Annie shook her head dumbfounded, and she, Ye Wantong, Sha Lang and Xue Shi also left the arena and entered the private room area.
"Boss? Boss?" In the back office, the assistant pushed Movsan, who was staring blankly at the screen.
"Ah?" Mofsang finally came to his senses and licked his dry lips: "What's the matter?"
"Will the game... continue?" the assistant asked cautiously. The long-planned "New Myth Birth Game" was disrupted and turned into chaos. It was originally hoped that Di Cheng's arrival would increase the variables of the game result and make the field bigger.
Earn benefits to a certain extent. But... the shock was enough, but the result was...
How to determine the outcome? How to discuss winning and losing? How to evaluate? How to deal with the money that the rich people just threw in...? That is an astonishing amount of billions. Any slight discrepancy will definitely damage the reputation of the Hulunbuir Division.
"Continue! Can we stop it?" Mofusang suddenly felt like he shot himself in the foot. He didn't expect that Di Cheng could really keep his composure and stop playing in the middle of the fight. Force him to play?
I'm afraid that Di Cheng allowed the man and woman to fight Tu Qingcang just to remind himself that he couldn't mess around.
The assistant hesitated and said, "Do you want to rest for a long time? I see that Tu Qingcang was seriously injured and the stimulation was not small. If this continues, it will be like losing in the next game, and I am afraid that some rich people will default on their debts."
Mofsang closed his eyes and raised his head to calm himself down. When he opened his eyes again, he had regained his usual shrewdness: "Didn't pay? Humph! There are rules in the arena. If you want to bet, you have to admit defeat! Tu Qingcang was injured, and the variables in the final victory were
It will be bigger, and there will be more things to look forward to. Give me...increase the proportion of bets. The game will be paused for ten minutes to allow the rich to place bets again. After ten minutes...arrange Qian Sen to play!!"
PS: Break out! Last month's flower list successfully secured the third place with the joint efforts of brothers!! This month, we will continue to attack upwards on a solid foundation. If brothers work hard, the mice will definitely work hard. Break out today
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