In the ring, a man in a white yoga suit stands on the ground with one foot.

The reason why it is said to be one foot is because the other party has put on a very strange pose in the ring.

Put your hands together on your chest, sit cross-legged with your right leg, and put your left foot on the ground.

The whole person is equivalent to half-squatting on the ground, and all the strength of the whole body is concentrated on the left foot.

The man was barefoot.

Yoga Master Rosso!

Such a shape has attracted the attention of many people.

Rosso suddenly changed his form, his hands propped on the ground, his legs twisted into an extremely difficult angle, and his eyes were fierce.

"Zhou Wen is going to play! Hurry up and press quickly!" Jiang Zhuo said happily.

"One thousand yuan, I will press Zhou Wensheng!"

Jiang Zhuo immediately bet.

"Is this guy stupid? Don't you see that Yoga Master Rosso is on the other side?"

"Rosso has already played half of the country and has not tasted defeat!"

"If it weren't for Rosso passing by this time, we wouldn't have seen it!"

The crowd talked.

This is the time for everyone to bet.

"No!" said one of them.

He pointed to the display screen and said, "Where did this Zhou Wen come from, why is the odds of him winning ten times?"

Suddenly, everyone looked over.

Bets, you can win or lose.

In the underground boxing ring, there is no such thing as a draw, and the fight is not over until one side completely falls or concedes defeat.

Zhou Wen's odds are a little lower than other games with disparities in strength.

This is a little-known boy, against the yoga master Rosso!

Zuo Chengen smiled and smashed the money into it casually.

Wang Siqi followed closely.

"Haha! give it a go, the bicycle becomes a motorcycle, Zhou Wen, don't let me down!" Jiang Zhuo prayed in his heart.

In the audience, some people were a little unsure.

"Forget it! I'll bet on Rosso, it doesn't matter if you earn less, this one is more stable!"

"How can this kid beat Rosso, I will also bet on Rosso!"

"I'll bet on it, I'll bet on Zhou Wen for the last five hundred yuan!"

The crowd then began to place bets.

At this moment, in the private room on the second floor, Ba Song is sitting leisurely on the sofa, looking at the monitor on the wall.

Next to him, two beautiful women are giving him a massage.

"Guess, what do you think of Rosso?" asked Ba Song.

Chachai on the side stood proudly and said lightly: "It's just a fist embroidered leg." ”

"What do you think Zhou Wen has a chance of winning against him?" Ba Song continued.

Chachai stood by the window, looking through the glass at the ring below.

"There should be a six-point chance of winning. Guess said slowly.

"Six points? Guess, since the incident in Yiming City, I don't dare to underestimate anyone anymore, you think there are six points, then Zhou Wen will definitely win this time. Ba Song smiled lightly.

He waved his hand and said, "I'm going to bet 100,000." ”

"Mr. Ba Song, what are you betting?" asked the woman next to her.

"I'm betting on Zhou Wensheng!" Ba Song said lightly.

"Okay. ”

The woman didn't ask much and did as she was told.

Above the ring.

Zhou Wen climbed the stairs.

After seeing Rosso's appearance, Zhou Wen almost laughed.

"Dude, are you tired like this?" Zhou Wen asked.

"You're no match for me. Rosso said slowly.

"Isn't it, you have to give it a try. Zhou Wen had a smile on his face.

His outfit, combined with his appearance, is like a fledgling student.

Compared to Rosso's breath, it was like the difference between a jackal and a little sheep.

"Let him not listen to persuasion and wait for the hardships!" Lei Bin sneered.

On the stage, Rosso bent his arms and then bounced up.

He flew into the air, his feet firmly on the ground.

He folded his hands and said, "Please!"

"You please. Zhou Wen waved his hand.

Rosso shook his head and said, "Then I'm welcome." ”

His body moved suddenly, and he instantly pounced on Zhou Wen.

Rosso's body is like a piece of rubber, very soft.

His arm was directly on Zhou Wen's shoulder, and then his body was entwined.

Looking at a man winding around him, Zhou Wen suddenly felt nauseous.

The point is that it's not handsome.

"Pick me up!"

Rosso's body strangled towards Zhou Wen in an instant.

"Rogue, get away. ”

Zhou Wen raised his hand and slapped it out.

"Smack!"

A slap in the face of Rosso.

Seeing this slap coming, Rosso didn't react at all.

His body flew upside down, flying straight out of the railing of the ring and falling to the floor.

"Poof!"

Rosso's face turned pale, and a mouthful of white teeth spat out of his mouth.

One move, and he was defeated.

The audience was silent.

Lei Bin: ......

Jiang Zhuo: ......

Chachai: ......

"Winner, Zhou Wen!"

It was a long time before the staff announced.

Even the staff were dumbfounded.

This is Yoga Master Rosso, you will be pulled out with one move, this is too faceless, right?

In the ring, Zhou Wen was surprised: "This is the end?"

"Please go down and rest first, and we'll let you know about the next one. The staff walked up respectfully and said politely.

Russell is still vomiting blood outside, this is a fierce man in the ring.

Although I don't know how to slap it, it hurts to look at the red marks on Rosso's face.

"That's good. Zhou Wen said a little dazed.

He thought he was a good opponent, but he didn't expect that he didn't even make a move.

Leaving the ring, Zhou Wen came to the rest ground.

Lei Bin snorted coldly and said, "Don't think that defeating Rosso is enough to be proud, his strength is not more than Erer." ”

"Master Lei, you just said that he and other idle martial artists are difficult to fight. Zhou Wen said helplessly.

Lei Bin blushed and turned his head to look at the two disciples beside him.

"Did I just say that?" Lei Bin asked with a cold look in his eyes.

"Master, you didn't say such a thing just now!" said a disciple immediately.

Another disciple rubbed his ears and said suspiciously, "How do I remember that the master praised it for a long time just now?" ”

"Don't say it!" the disciple next to him quickly covered his mouth.

Lei Bin's face was red and white, and he couldn't wait to slap this disciple to death.

"Master Lei, if there is nothing else, I'll take a rest first, and there will be a second one later. Zhou Wen said with a smile.

He sat down in his chair, picked up the drink he had prepared and drank it.

In the audience, Jiang Zhuo and others were very excited.

"Damn! It's really a bicycle turned into a motorcycle!" Jiang Zhuo said excitedly.

One thousand, according to the odds, became ten thousand!

Wang Siqi was also very happy, and pulled Mu Xia and shouted: "Xiao Xia, you have made money!"

"Make money?" Mucha apparently hadn't reacted yet.

"I gave you a thousand dollars, and now it's ten thousand. Wang Siqi said excitedly.

It was the first time she had encountered such a lucrative thing.

Zuo Chengen was even more joyful.

He made at least hundreds of thousands of dollars in this wave.

He has to continue to bet, so that the one million he spent can be earned back on Zhou Wen's body.

You can get some extra money!

Deluxe box.

Chachai's face changed slightly.

"Mr. Ba Song, did you see that?" said Chachai slowly.

"Rosso is not Zhou Wen's enemy, it seems that Zhou Wen has also grown a lot during this time. Ba Song sneered.

"One move, I can't tell the truth and the false, continue to arrange for him to fight with others. Guess said.

"Good. Ba Song picked up his phone and called.

He also knew the boss behind the ring match, and it was very easy to arrange a game.

As long as Zhou Wen and Chachai are not put together in advance, it would be fine.

Guess this time you have to be the most prepared, get to know your opponent, and then defeat him!

"It's not bad if Zhou Wen really wins like this, he can make me a lot of money!" Ba Song said with a smile, pinched his hand on the thigh of the woman next to him, and stroked it.

......

The game continues.

However, after the first round of competition, there are not many people left.

"Next game, through the back fist Lei Bin, fight, Emei fist, Cai Sheng!"

The staff said loudly.

Lei Bin's body trembled suddenly.

"It's actually Cai Sheng!Why is this guy here too!" The two disciples were also shocked.

It was clear that they knew the man.

"Cai Sheng has been fighting with his master for more than ten years, but he didn't expect to meet here. ”

"The master hasn't won once before, what can I do this time!"

"When I met Cai Sheng, it was my bad luck, I will admit defeat directly. Lei Bin said in a relieved tone.

"Master, if you can't find an opportunity this time to achieve the achievement of internal force and external release, I'm afraid you won't have a chance in this life!" the disciple hurriedly persuaded.

Lei Bin sighed and said: "I haven't won once before, and this time I went up, but I just killed myself." ”

"But ......"

"Don't say any more, I have a sense of proportion. Lei Bin sighed.

"You've got a hairy sense of proportion. ”

A piercing voice rang out.

Lei Bin turned his head and saw that it was Zhou Wen who spoke.

"What do you mean?" said Lei Bin's face with anger.

Zhou Wen smiled playfully and said, "I said that you are too old to live to be a dog, does that Cai Sheng have three heads and six arms or a hundred eyes on his body, as for scaring you like this?"

"Nonsense, I'm not afraid! I'm a tactical retreat!" Lei Bin said stiffly.

"Have you met Cai Sheng, this person's major is Emei High Pile Boxing, and he has mastered the ninety percent realm, with qi urging force, cultivating both inside and outside, combining movement and static, and spreading all over his body is a hand!"

Zhou Wen said with a smile: "The big taboo of a martial artist is that before the battle, the heart loses first, but you forget it completely, you come here to find an opportunity to break through, if you don't fight, how can you find it?"

"Do you think it's that easy?" Lei Bin said sharply.

"Be prepared and go all out, that's what you call being measured, and being ready to throw in the towel isn't. Zhou Wen deliberately sneered.

"Stinky boy! Lao Tzu won't admit defeat today!" Lei Bin exploded.

was ridiculed by a hairy boy, so that he, a senior in the martial arts world, had no place to put face.

"If you don't admit defeat, I'll bring you tea and pour water!" Zhou Wen said deliberately.

Lei Bin shook his hand and jumped into the ring.

The two disciples were still indignant and shouted, "Do you know that you respect your seniors and have you spoken like this?"

"There is a precedence in hearing the Tao, there is a specialization in the art industry, and the master is the first, he is not my predecessor. Zhou Wen picked up a melon seed and ate it leisurely.

"You ......"

The two disciples clenched their fists, and then put them down again.

Can't beat it......