Meng Xiaobao was slightly stunned when he saw that the Lei family would directly pressure him to win.
And the old ghost from the Ma family even had a smile on his face.
"Is there anyone else involved in the bet?
Of course, our Ma family will only accept those who support Meng Xiaobao."
The old ghost from the Ma family said with a smile.
It is obvious that the only ones here who may be on Meng Xiaobao's side are the Luo family and the Lei family.
And now both families have left.
"I would also like to play."
Meng Xiaobao said directly.
"Oh, how do you want to play?
Do you have the property to bet with our Ma family?"
The old ghost from the Ma family said with contempt on his face.
"I'm not interested in the industry. After all, I already got a lot from Shengyuan Company before, and now I don't have that much energy to take care of it, so why not let's do something simple and just gamble money."
"Oh, how much do you want to bet?"
"It's not much, just bet one billion."
"One billion, Meng Xiaobao, can you come up with so much money? When you die, who will want this money?"
"Humph, my Luo family can guarantee it."
Luo Zhongqi said directly.
"no problem."
"I don't believe in the character of your Ma family. Let's sign a bet before we talk."
Immediately afterwards, Meng Xiaobao and Luo Zhongqi signed a bet with the Ma family ghost.
Now it is possible to make elixirs, but the materials are extremely expensive. Meng Xiaobao has spent almost all his own money, so he just took the opportunity to make a fortune.
At this moment, the location of the Lei family.
The elders of the Lei family looked sad.
A quarter of an hour passed quickly.
At this moment, the referee of the Ancient Martial Arts Association came directly to the stage: "The time is up, now please let the two contestants enter the arena."
"Mr. Meng, it's up to you."
Meng Xiaobao smiled slightly and immediately stepped onto the stage.
And Ma Changjun also made a perfect landing, standing firmly on the stage like a master, which immediately attracted the echoes of the people in the audience.
"Boy, I only need three moves to deal with you."
"hehe."
Meng Xiaobao smiled disdainfully.
"Now the game officially begins."
As the referee finished speaking, Ma Changjun dodged his body and pounced directly towards Meng Xiaobao.
The fist hit Meng Xiaobao hard on the head.
Meng Xiaobao also raised his fist and punched out.
boom……
There was a loud sound, and Ma Changjun was knocked back several steps by Meng Xiaobao's punch.
A look of shock suddenly flashed across Ma Changjun's eyes.
The audience was also stunned.
"They were just testing each other. Changjun didn't use any strength at all."
Seeing that his grandson was at a disadvantage in the first collision, the old ghost of the Ma family said immediately.
"Boy, your strength is pretty good, but we are both martial arts practitioners, and the competition is still about strength. Just think of this move as a gift from me. Next, it's time for you to die."
Ma Changjun snorted coldly, his body shook, and a majestic aura expanded directly from his body.
Sure enough, it is in the near to mid-term.
Everyone in the audience was shocked.
Off stage, Lei family.
"Grandpa, this Ma Changjun is indeed a martial artist in the middle stage of internal strength. I wonder if Brother Meng can win."
"I don't know, but since Meng Xiaobao can defeat the Ma family ghost, it doesn't necessarily mean that he has no chance of winning."
Mr. Lei said.
Meng Xiaobao's fighting power is very strong, but his cultivation is slightly weaker. I hope he can create a miracle.
Bang bang...
Suddenly there was a constant shaking sound from the stage.
The two are equally matched.
"Boy, you are quite capable. You can actually punch me so many times with your initial strength."
Ma Changjun said with a livid face.
"Master Ma, didn't you just say you could defeat me in three moves?"
"You, huh, I did underestimate you."
Ma Changjun snorted coldly and said: "Now I don't have to hold back anymore, just die."
Ma Changjun roared.
"Piercing the Heart Palm."
As the aura on Ma Changjun's body rose, it turned into a palm print and rushed towards Meng Xiaobao.
"Mojiquan."
Meng Xiaobao's Mohist fist was swinging in a rolling motion.
boom……
There was a loud noise and Meng Xiaobao took three steps back.
His face was slightly pale.
"It actually blocked my heart-piercing palm."
Ma Changjun frowned slightly. You must know that this is a high-level Huang-level martial skill, and it is difficult for even an average mid-level internal strength to master it.
"Mr. Meng."
Luo Zhongqi was slightly stunned. He didn't understand why Meng Xiaobao fell into a disadvantage. But he knew that Meng Xiaobao had made a breakthrough again.
But now why is Meng Xiaobao just showing off his initial cultivation level of Nei Jin?
And the Ma family camp.
The old ghost from the Ma family was full of joy: "I'm afraid even I can't take Qianjun's palm easily."
"How can a country bumpkin like him, Meng Xiaobao, be Brother Jun's opponent?"
The eldest lady of the Liang family also said with a smile.
On stage.
Meng Xiaobao's eyes were as deep as black holes, staring at Ma Changjun.
"Boy, this is just the beginning. From now on, you won't be able to fight back."
Ma Changjun sneered, waved his palm again, and used a set of palm techniques to attack Meng Xiaobao again.
"The Heart-Destroying Palm, this is the evolved version of the Heart-piercing Palm. Meng Xiaobao is dead this time."
The eldest lady of the Liang family sneered.
At this moment, a faint smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Meng Xiaobao's mouth.
Now Ma Changjun is attacking with all his strength, but there is no defense at all.
This is the moment.
Meng Xiaobao suddenly trembled.
A majestic breath burst out directly.
"What?"
Feeling Meng Xiaobao's aura, Ma Changjun's expression suddenly changed.
Ma Changjun's master in the audience also raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Tiger Kaishan Fist."
Meng Xiaobao let out a low roar, and his breath surged again.
"not good."
Ma Changjun's master suddenly frowned: "This kid has been hiding his strength before. He is also a middle-level internal strength martial artist."
"Impossible, how could he break through so quickly."
The old man from the Ma family was shocked.
"Did he get the treasure inside the gate? It's impossible. Without the key, how could Meng Xiaobao be able to open it?"
The old ghost from the Ma family suddenly felt puzzled.
But Meng Xiaobao had only broken through to the inner strength not long ago, how could he break through to the mid-term so quickly.
At this moment, Ma Changjun also looked extremely ugly, but it was too late to retreat now. He could only grit his teeth and confront Meng Xiaobao head-on.
boom……
There was a loud sound.
Ma Changjun's body immediately flew out.
But Meng Xiaobao didn't stop at all.
"The second punch."
Meng Xiaobao's cultivation level has improved, and now the power of the Tiger Kaishan Fist is no longer as powerful as when he fought against the old ghost of the Ma family.
Just the first palm can defeat Ma Changjun.
As the second palm was struck again, Ma Changjun slammed his body onto the stage, spitting out a bright red mouthful.
His face turned pale instantly.
There was silence under the stage.
Originally they thought Ma Changjun would win, but at that moment, Ma Changjun was beaten until he vomited blood.
"senior."
The old ghost from the Ma family immediately looked at Ma Changjun's master, hoping that he would take action.
"Don't worry, Changjun will not lose so easily."
The third elder of the Tianying Sect said with a cold snort.