The first few disciples were about to rush into the ring.

This is where the role of the notary comes into play. The three masters moved their footsteps tepidly and blocked those people.

"Get out of the way!" shouted a disciple with red eyes.

"Since Lao Yao invited the three of us to be fair, then we can't live up to his wishes. No matter what the outcome of this game is, no one can interfere. If you want to forcibly interfere, you can just knock the three of us down and let you go. ”

Huo Qingfeng, the eight poles of the Huo family, said lightly.

Standing with his hands down, he didn't even bother to swing his fists, and the calmness revealed in that confidence was worthy of being a faction.

A few disciples who wanted to step forward were stunned.

They glanced at it, and then looked at the master who had fallen to the ground in the ring, and suddenly their hearts were crossed, relying on their youth and strength, and they wanted to squeeze through.

It's just that I've only taken a step forward and I know how naïve my thinking is.

Yu Haiwang and Zhang Xiaofang didn't move at all, but Huo Qingfeng stretched out his arms alone, and his two arms spread out for more than two meters, just like an overpass in front of several people, blocking their way.

And no matter how hard they tried, they were shocked to find that they couldn't break through Huo Qingfeng's obstruction.

Huo Qingfeng's feet were as if he was born in the ground, his arms were stretched straight, and he didn't use a little skill, he was completely resistant.

One man was carrying four or five young and strong young men.

"Go back!" Suddenly, Huo Qingfeng let out a loud shout, and the four or five disciples flew out upside down in an instant, as if they had been bounced off by a big bow.

Huo Qingfeng slowly withdrew his arm, his face did not change and his heart did not beat, he still looked lukewarm.

This scene couldn't help but make many people gasp. Huo Qingfeng is almost sixty years old, and he still has such domineering physical strength. Several of Yao Xingyuan's disciples were no different from a few little chicks in front of him.

Po Tong fell to the ground, and several disciples fell to the ground. But he immediately got up and wanted to rush to the ring again.

These people are really loyal to Yao Xingyuan, which is different from Su Rui's attitude before.

"What do you want? Go back!"

At this moment, suddenly a majestic voice sounded in the ring.

Yao Xingyuan, who had originally fallen to the ground, actually stood up and spit out a word.

Looking at Yao Xingyuan's body again, except for a wound on the side of his ribs, there was not even a trace of blood on his body.

What's going on?

Everyone didn't understand.

Wang Yong's punch obviously hit Yao Xingyuan, and it obviously exploded with a sound like a bullet into the flesh. How could Yao Xingyuan be fine?

Could it be that he is wearing some peerless armor?

People stood on tiptoe and stuck their heads out, trying to see if Yao Xingyuan was wearing anything.

It's just a pity that they can't see it.

Yao Xingyuan turned his back to the audience, and his chubby body became a kind of cover, making people completely unable to see the specific situation.

Syllable!

At this time, suddenly there was a soft sound from the side of the ring, as if something was broken.

Everyone followed the sound and looked over, only to find that the arm-thick ropes around the ring were broken!

This kind of rope is specially made, and it is made of three ropes that are twisted together to form a thick one. On one side, the upper, middle and lower three are enclosed to prevent someone from rushing to the stage to make trouble, and it is also to avoid accidental injury.

This kind of rope is so strong that even if you cut it with a knife, you may not be able to cut it, so how can it be broken inexplicably?

A smart person looked at the height of Yao Xingyuan's body, and then compared it with the height of the broken rope, and guessed it at once.

"It was interrupted by Wang Yong's punch!"

As soon as he said this, everyone suddenly realized. No wonder Yao Xingyuan is fine, it turns out that Wang Yong's punch didn't hit Yao Xingyuan at all!

"Sure enough, Master Yao is still a step ahead!

"You don't talk nonsense, Master Yao has practiced boxing for more than 50 years, and he has fought more boxing matches than that kid has eaten. Can you be knocked out by that kid with a punch?"

"There shouldn't be any suspense this time, right? That kid can't even stand up after this set of punches, Master Yao must be nine out of ten. ”

There was a lot of talk. Wang Yong in the ring was indeed as people said, his body shook violently, as if he was drunk. His legs trembled, and he suddenly fell to the ground.

used the heart of the soldier king who had overdrawn his life, and hit more than ten half-step collapse punches one after another, and Wang Yong's whole body strength had already been squeezed clean. It's a miracle to be able to keep your eyes open, let alone standing.

As soon as Wang Yong fell to the ground, someone in the audience immediately cheered.

Cheers to Yao Xingyuan.

This time, Wang Yong specified that there could be no more moths, and Yao Xingyuan's victory had become inevitable.

It's just that in the face of the audience's applause, Yao Xingyuan didn't have a trace of expression.

He stepped forward slowly, and suddenly helped Wang Yong who had fallen up, and then pestered Wang Yong to turn to Zhang Xiaofang and the others.

Yao Xingyuan's eyes were clear, and he couldn't see any emotional changes on his face, and said, "Three masters, you should be able to see that I lost." There is no need for this game to go on. ”

Zhang Xiaofang and the three of them shook their heads and sighed.

After a while, Zhang Xiaofang, who was still highly respected, stood up and announced: "The winner of this ring is, Wang Yong!"

Wow!

As soon as these words came out, the audience suddenly exploded. Wang Yong won? What are you kidding! Putting aside the honor and disgrace of life and death for the time being, what should I do if I suppress Yao Xingyuan's gambling money?

Yao Xingyuan, who was almost pressed by everyone present, added up to almost 100 million yuan! How could so much money be dissolved by Zhang Xiaofang with a word!

"Obviously, Master Yao won, did you three notaries collect black money!"

"Looking at the three of you immortal wind bones, I thought it was really some kind of worldly master. It turns out that he is just a master who sees money! Even our money dares to be ignorant, I think the three of you are hanged by old birthday stars, and you have a long life!"

"They must have colluded with Liu Lao Wu, he just wants to cheat us out of money!"

……

The crowd is excited, and every word you say to me has the posture of overturning the roof.

Zhang Xiaofang's three notaries' faces gradually turned cold.

They have been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for decades, and their reputation today depends on a pair of fists and unparalleled benevolence. This group of people actually suspected that they were collecting black money and blowing black whistles, isn't this a slap in the face of the three people?

Zhang Xiaofang is an old man, he jumped lightly and got into the ring.

The seemingly old and frail body faces all the audience, and his eyes are shining with a hint of essence.

"You've said what you just said, but I just think you're unintentional. If there are still people who make disrespectful remarks after the following explanation, then don't blame me Zhang Xiaofang for being ruthless! If you don't believe it, just ask the elders in the family to ask, what kind of master was I Zhang Xiaofang 30 years ago!"

These words were not loud, but everyone who listened to them was shocked. Because the murderous aura in Zhang Xiaofang's words is like substance, it goes straight to their hearts.

They only now realized that this seemingly weak old man had also done murderous things like mowing grass.

For a moment, the entire martial arts hall fell into a deathly silence.

Some people who know Zhang Xiaofang's details secretly sneered in their hearts, these people around them really don't know the height of the sky, and even Zhang Xiaofang, who was nicknamed Tiger Tu decades ago, dared to provoke. Tiger slaughter, tiger slaughter, that is to say, Zhang Xiaofang's killing is the same as tiger slaughtering.

Seeing that no one dared to speak anymore, Zhang Xiaofang slowly explained: "Everyone must have seen the fight between Wang Yong and Yao Xingyuan just now, but for people who don't know how to do it, what they see may not be real, and their eyes will deceive." Maybe when you see Yao Xingyuan standing in the ring alive, you think he won. In fact, he had already died once. ”

"What, died once?" the crowd was stunned.

"Have you seen that rope? Wang Yong's last punch almost hit a momentum that I didn't even have when I was young, and the three nooses were broken by the dark punch. What do you think it would be like if it were to hit people?"

The crowd did not speak. But everyone knows it. This kind of fist punch entered the human body, and the viscera and organs must have been shattered at that time, not to mention rescue, and even the hospital could not send the person to death on the way.

It's just that...... Wasn't Wang Yong's punch dodged by Yao Xingyuan?

Seeing everyone's questions, Zhang Xiaofang waved his hand at Yao Xingyuan: "Old Yao, you say it yourself." ”

Yao Xingyuan hugged Wang Yong and said without hesitation: "What Master Zhang said is right, in fact, I have already died once." I didn't dodge Wang Yong's punch, but he took the initiative to miss. ”

"What?!"

Everyone was shocked.

It turned out that Wang Yong took the initiative to give up the opportunity to decide the winner with one blow, and knocked his fist into the air.

If you say so, Yao Xingyuan really lost this competition.

These audiences are also people with some status, not the kind of laypeople who can't afford to let go. One by one, they immediately admitted the results and were not ready to denounce anything.

It's just that people are 100 different, and after all, there are still people who are unwilling to lose money. A guy wearing a hat and a mustache on his mouth shouted: "Since he gave up on his own, then you can continue to play! You haven't lost your ability to move, so why should you admit defeat and let us lose money?"

After hearing this, Yao Xingyuan's expression turned cold, and he said: "You are insulting my Yao Mou's personality! Although I have not yet seen the outcome of the battle, I will not use the method of tarnishing my own personality to obtain a dirty victory! Wang Yong wins is winning, I, Yao Xingyuan, admit it! As for you losing money, that's your business, have I ever taken the initiative to invite you to watch the battle, but have I ever forced you to gamble?"

"You ......," the man was speechless.

"Hmph! If someone really loses money and feels unwilling, then just come at me Yao Xingyuan! If I, Yao Xingyuan, am instigated, I will jump off this Jade Emperor Peak by myself!" Yao Xingyuan said in a fierce voice.

Then all the disciples of the Heavenly Will Martial Arts Hall also suddenly opened their mouths in unison: "Come at me! Come at me!"

A wave of shouts shook everyone present. This is the territory of the Providence Martial Arts Gym, if someone really wants to make trouble, I'm afraid they will be beaten into pulp by dozens of martial arts hall disciples before they make trouble.

"You won. ”

Yao Xingyuan no longer paid attention to others, but said to Wang Yong.

Wang Yong was like having his skeleton removed at this time, lying on his stomach and leaning on Yao Xingyuan's body, only his eyes were barely open.

"Thank you...... Thank you. Wang Yong opened his mouth with difficulty and said two words.