"Let's go. ”

Mr. Hong sneered and walked out of the dark room with a group of men.

The steel door slammed shut, leaving Chen Yuan alone in the dark room.

"Blackwood Town...... Xuanhe Gang ......"

Chen Yuan's eyes were heavy, and he said in a low voice: "This surnamed Hong's methods are really old-fashioned, I'm afraid it won't be so easy to escape from him." ”

He turned and walked back to the box-spring bed, sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes and pondered.

Judging from the current situation, I can only agree to gamble in the ring for the surname Hong. If you can fight, you can fight, if you can't fight, you can admit defeat immediately, and you don't let yourself suffer. ”

After thinking about it, he said: "Those two people on the video seem to be not much stronger than me, if I can win a few games by luck, maybe I can gain a little trust from Mr. Hong, and then run away, the chance will be greater." ”

Thinking of this, Chen Yuan began to think about the strategy of boxing and fighting.

After this period of cultivation without sleeping and eating, his actual combat ability has been greatly improved.

"Luohan Boxing" and "Mighty King Kong Palm" have both offense and defense, and "Baji Boxing" and "Wing Chun Boxing" are both rigid and soft, and it is completely easy to cope with the actual combat in the college entrance examination.

But now the situation is somewhat peculiar.

The underground boxing ring is not a college entrance examination room, in the life-and-death struggle, if you are not careful, it is likely that blood will be splashed on the spot, Chen Yuan does not want to use his own flesh and blood to harden the opponent's psionic weapon.

"It seems...... It's time to cultivate a weapon. Chen Yuan's eyes were faint, and he thought: "Every weapon has its strengths and weaknesses, and at the moment, I must choose a weapon that can not only deal with underground gambling fights, but also be suitable for my training." ”

"Although the sword, gun and halberd are powerful, but the murderous spirit is too heavy, I went to the boxing ring to gamble in order to deceive trust, find an opportunity to escape, not to kill people in exchange for rewards, until the last resort, there is no need to kill people. ”

After thinking about it carefully for a while, he said secretly: "The stick is the ancestor of a hundred soldiers, it is both rigid and soft, it can be attacked and defended, it can not only make the opponent temporarily lose its combat effectiveness, but also not so heavy murderous aura, I will simply practice a set of stick techniques." ”

Make up your mind and jump off the spring bed.

While holding his cheek with one hand, he paced back and forth in the dark room, while searching for sticks suitable for practice in his mind.

"There are a total of seventeen kinds of ancient martial arts stick methods in my memory, and the more famous ones are "Shaolin Stick Method", "Wudang Stick Method", "Taizu Stick Method" and "Dog Stick Method". ”

"Among these stick methods, the beggar gang's unique mastery of the "Dog Stick Method" is the most powerful and famous, if it can be practiced, it will definitely not be a problem to deal with gambling fights. Merely...... With my current ability, can I practice?"

Chen Yuan is obsessed with ancient martial arts, and naturally has a soft spot for the famous "Dog Stick Method".

But when I think of the encounter of practicing "Eighteen Palms of the Dragon" in the past, I have palpitations.

At that time, if he hadn't reacted quickly enough and stopped in time, the meridians of his whole body would have been blown up by an excessive amount of aura.

Although his physical fitness has been greatly improved by cultivating the "Five Fowl Opera" during this time, he still has to be cautious when touching these advanced exercises.

In case one is not careful, the body can't bear it, and the practice is wasted, then the gain outweighs the loss.

Chen Yuan frowned and walked around the dark room.

After struggling for a long time, he was ruthless in his heart, and said: "Get out of the way, first practice the two-handed "Dog Stick Method"!"

"The battle in the ring is not a joke, since you are on stage, you must make sure that you don't lose, and if you lose, you may even lose your life. ”

"There are a total of 36 ways to beat the dog stick, I might as well practice a few ways to try first, if I really can't practice, it's not too late to change to several other stick methods. ”

Thinking of this, Chen Yuan didn't delay any longer.

After looking around, and seeing that there was no stick for cultivation, he simply walked to the corner of the dark room, picked up a dirty broom, and broke the broom stick with a "click", holding it in his hand, just in hand.

"Whew".

Chen Yuan pointed the broom stick forward, and silently recited the mental mantra of "Dog Stick Method".

After a while, the aura around the dark room suddenly had an incomparably strong disturbance, and a majestic and incomparable aura formed from mid-air, pouring into his whole body like a surging tide.

This aura was very violent, and after entering the body, it immediately began to rampage like a wild horse that had escaped.

For a while, Chen Yuan only felt a swelling pain all over his body, and beads of sweat the size of beans continued to flow down from his forehead.

"Hold me ......!"

Chen Yuan gritted his teeth, clenched the wooden stick in his hand, and used all the strength of his body to resist the wave of impact of the aura in his body.

I don't know how long it took, but he gradually felt the aura fluctuations in his body begin to slow down.

The turbulent waves finally subsided, and then turned into a steady stream of power, pouring into his limbs and bones.

“...... It's done?"

Seeing that his body had withstood the impact of the aura, Chen Yuan was overjoyed.

Without the slightest pause, he directly made a move to "hit the dog's head", picked up the broom stick and danced forward.

The shadow of the stick passed by, bringing out a sharp sound of breaking the air, and the power of the stick was amazing.

"The "Dog Stick Method" is really powerful, the power of this stick is stronger than the 'Luohan Fist' and the 'Mighty King Kong Palm' combined, if Yun Qingyan eats my stick, won't his head bloom?"

After speaking, the body twisted, the footwork changed, the wrist holding the stick suddenly turned, and a move "stick hitting two dogs" had swept out, and the power was three points stronger than "stick hitting the dog's head".

The sound of breaking the air immediately sounded, and with a "bang", a plastic square stool had been swept to pieces by this stick.

Chen Yuan's eyes lit up, he reflexively made a stick, and it was another move to "cut off the dog's buttocks", and a gust of stick wind swept by, sweeping the plastic debris on the ground all over the house.

After beating these three sticks, Chen Yuan took a break and did not continue to make moves.

Place your broom stick against the wall, sit back on the spring bed, breathe in pranayama, and feel the changes in your body.

But after a moment, his eyes opened and he sighed: "Sure enough, although the "Dog Stick Method" is strong, it consumes too much body and aura, and I just played the three-way stick method, and I began to feel tired, and the aura in my body was also consumed by about one-fifth. ”

"Fortunately, the power of these three-way stick techniques is amazing, and after practice, it should be enough to deal with the boxing ring. ”

Chen Yuan's eyes lit up, "Next, it's to hurry up and practice these three moves, win a few fights in the ring, gain Mr. Hong's trust, and wait for him to relax his vigilance, and then find a chance to escape from 'Blackwood Town'!"

......

Soon, the day passed.

Chen Yuan practiced for a while and rested for a while, and finally mastered the three moves of "Dog Stick Method".

Due to the continuous induction of a huge amount of aura in the process of cultivating the "Dog Fighting Stick Method", his physique has been further strengthened invisibly, and his ability to attract and store aura has also been enhanced a lot.

At the same time, Chen Yuan did not leave the "Five Fowl Play" and "Xuanling Luck Sutra" behind.

He always believed that as long as he tried his best and did his best, he would definitely be able to escape from Blackwood Town before the college entrance examination.

"If there is a glimmer of hope, you can't give up easily. ”

At the end of the day, "One-Eyed Hao" came in to deliver food several times, but he deliberately stayed away from Chen Yuan, not daring to look at him more, let alone have any communication with him. Ren Chen Yuan was stunned and silent, obviously under Mr. Hong's strict order.

In the evening, Chen Yuan had just finished dinner.

I was bored, and I was about to think of a way to fool "One-Eyed Hao" to speak, when I heard the steel door of the dark room "click" open.

There was a commotion, and a group of black-clothed men walked in from outside the door.

The first one was the short, thin man I had seen last time standing behind Mr. Hong.

As soon as "One-Eyed Hao" saw someone coming, he hurriedly picked up the plate and shrank behind everyone.

The short, thin man took a sip, his face full of disdain.

Then he turned to Chen Yuan and said coldly: "When the day comes, Mr. Hong asked me to ask you, have you thought about the matter of going to the boxing ring?" ”

Chen Yuan stood up from the stool, glanced at him, and said lightly: "It's almost time to think about it, but the conditions have to be changed." ”

The short and thin man was overjoyed when he heard that Chen Yuan had agreed to go to the ring, but when he heard the back, he immediately frowned, "Change the conditions?"

"That's right," Chen Yuan walked up to him and said slowly: "Boxing gambling is a matter of fighting for life, it is me who risks my life, not Mr. Hong, the bounty is issued, Mr. Hong takes eighty percent himself, and only gives me two percent, isn't it a bit unfair?"

"Twenty percent is too little?" The short and thin man smiled coldly and said, "Do you think you are still the high-ranking 'civil and military champion'?" Tell you, this is 'Heimu Town', not 'Linjiang City', Mr. Hong looks up to you, so he will give you a chance to redeem your merits. ”

"Okay, so there's no need to talk about it?"

Chen Yuan shrugged his shoulders and pretended to be helpless, "Then please tell Mr. Hong, I won't participate in the gambling fight, I want to cut off my hands and feet, just come on." ”

After speaking, he turned sideways slightly, and observed the reaction of the short and thin man with the corner of his eye.

The rhetoric he had just made up his mind had come up with.

In order to test Mr. Hong's reaction, it is also to make the other party mistakenly think that he is really willing to participate in the gambling fight and let down his guard.

On the other hand, he also had a doubt in his heart.

He was just a hostage sent by Yun Qingyan to Blackwood Town, and it was not too easy for Mr. Hong to kill him.

Why do you have to put yourself in the ring and gamble for him?

His intuition told him that the other party could never be for that little bounty, and Mr. Hong asked him to gamble on stage, and there must be some hidden secrets.

However, it is still impossible to know what this secret is.

Only by following the path paved for by the other party can it be possible to find clues and gradually reveal the secret.

The short and thin man saw Chen Yuan put on a posture of "dead pigs are not afraid of boiling water", and wanted to ask someone to go up and repair him, but he hesitated.

Behind him, "One-Eyed Hao" saw that Chen Yuan actually took the initiative to ask to cut off his hands and feet, but for some reason, he was so anxious that his face was flushed and he stomped his feet on the spot.

When Chen Yuan saw this scene, he secretly laughed in his heart.

As he thought, it seems that Mr. Hong did give these people an order "not to hurt yourself".

Otherwise, based on the words he just said, he would have been dragged out by the ruthless people in this gang of thieves' den.

He turned around and was about to continue, when he suddenly heard a soft sound of "beep" in the dark room, and Mr. Hong's hologram appeared in front of him like a ghost, and he glanced at him playfully, and said with a deep gaze: "I don't think the bounty is small, right?" Okay, I'll give you thirty percent, but you have to remember, if you dare to lose a fight, I'll have someone chop you up and feed the demon beast, understand?"