Chapter 200: Ask for an explanation

Tang Song really couldn't figure out how Sima Feiyang's brain grew. With his IQ, how did he come up with this trick of crying, making trouble, and calling his brother-in-law.

There was no way, Tang Song was tortured by Sima Feiyang in every way, and finally decided to go there with him to ask for an explanation.

If you don't accept it, hit me. It's a place name, a very strange name.

It is said that there are four great boxing champions here. All of them are first-class masters.

There are countless gamblers who come here every day. And the very popular Changsheng general is the White Boxing King XIII.

It is said that he became famous at the age of 13 and lost thirteen people in a row in one day. Since then, it has been known as the White Boxer King XIII!

At this moment, the White Boxing King Thirteen was standing in the ring, he had just beaten a strong man, and he was beating his chest majestically.

It's his usual trick.

"Brother-in-law, that guy hit me just now!" Sima Feiyang pointed to the White Boxing King Thirteen in the ring and said indignantly.

He had the urge to screw the other person's head off.

If you don't accept it, hit me. It's the name of this place, and it's also the slogan of challenging the champions here.

"Challenge him!" Tang Song stared at Sima Feiyang and said.

In the past, Sima Feiyang felt that he was very capable, and he could be compared with Guan Erye. But since his defeat to the Tang and Song dynasties, his martial arts path has become narrower.

The martial son, who has always been arrogant, has finally begun to open his eyes to the world.

So, here came such a place. There are a lot of fish and dragons here, and naturally no one knows his dignified martial son.

As a result, he was beaten by the white boxer king thirteen.

"I'm going to hit you!" Under everyone's gaze, Sima Feiyang really couldn't help but flicker, Tang Song just said a casual word, and he jumped into the ring and challenged the White Boxing King Thirteen.

When everyone saw this scene, they couldn't help but be stunned. "Why is this strange man in armor here again!"

"Didn't he lose just now, why is this now full of blood and resurrected?"

"What's the situation? Could it be that there are still people begging to be beaten these days! ”

“……”

The curiosity of the crowd was aroused. White Boxing King Thirteen has been boxing for so many years, and he has never seen such a strange thing as today.

This monster has a sick brain. Or is it an addiction to being beaten?

White Boxing King Thirteen was very depressed and puzzled.

"Little, do you want to die?" White Boxing King Thirteen snorted coldly and said disdainfully.

Sima Feiyang patted the golden armor on his body, and said with a foaming star, "I came back this time to take revenge!" ”

Although he wore a suit of gold armor, no one really thought that the skin on his body was made of real gold.

It was believed that it was gilded and worthless.

White Fist King Thirteen laughed, "Small, even if you put on two pieces of armor, in front of me, you won't be able to last for three rounds." ”

"Where is so much nonsense, dare you fight!" Sima Feiyang said very arrogantly.

With his brother-in-law present, he was full of confidence.

"Shoot him!"

"Thirteen, ko'll him!"

"Kill him in seconds!"

The people watching the excitement have already begun to scream and roar. As long as this White Boxing King Thirteen should fight, then all of them will not hesitate to put money on the White Boxing King Thirteen.

Because, in their opinion, this is the iron to make a profit.

"Since you are looking for death, then the boxing champion will fulfill you!" As soon as the White Boxing King Thirteen said this, the audience suddenly boiled.

"I'm betting on thirteen!"

"I'll bet on thirteen too!"

"It's so cool, Thirteen will win!"

“……”

Tang and Song Dynasty heard it so clearly, and no one was optimistic about the dignified martial arts prince of the demon capital. If this is said, how can the martial arts prince still mix in the upper circle!

"I'll bet on the one in armor!" As soon as Tang Song's voice came out, it immediately aroused the incomprehensible eyes of countless people.

They all said in their hearts, this guy can't have a brain disease, and he even bet on that brain damage. And a lot of money was bet, crazy fool!

Under the expectation of everyone, a mutual fight is about to begin.

I have to say that this White Boxing King Thirteen has a deep grasp of the essentials of fighting. And he grasped the Achilles' heel of Sima Feiyang's poor physical flexibility.

Under the eyes of everyone, he began to tease Sima Feiyang.

As the saying goes, a soldier can be killed, not humiliated.

Sima Feiyang was so angry, just like a fierce bull that fell into a well, he had all the strength and couldn't use it at all.

Syllable!

Sima Feiyang was kicked again.

Another punch!

Another kick!

Everyone in the audience understood that this Sima Feiyang would definitely be defeated. And now what the White Boxer King Thirteen is doing is banter, just like a cat that catches a mouse and doesn't eat it immediately, but plays enough and then dies.

"Brother-in-law!" Sima Feiyang was frequently frustrated and began to ask Tang and Song for help.

"Crush him!" Tang Song only said these three words.

Sima Feiyang blinked his bronze bell-like eyes. Compared with those gentlemen, this Sima Feiyang is a fierce battle.

However, compared with these people who often box, Sima Feiyang is a paper tiger, and he is useless.

His advantage is that he has a lot of meat. Sima Feiyang quickly turned his head.

If you want to crush him, you have to take him down first. To knock him down, you have to hold his legs. To hold his legs, you have to squeeze him into a corner so that he can't perform the up-and-down split......

After making up his mind, Sima Feiyang stepped towards the White Fist King Thirteen step by step like a death squad. Some even heard the sound of the ring trembling.

I have to say that Sima Feiyang is very forbidden to fight, no matter how this white boxing king thirteen kicks him, he doesn't dodge.

Closer, closer!

Under the eyes of everyone, an incredible scene happened.

Sima Feiyang saw the opportunity and pounced, biting the legs of the White Fist King Thirteen like a hungry wolf.

Immediately after, the White Boxer King Thirteen was put down. Then, an incredible scene appeared, Sima Feiyang used enough strength and pressed hard against the White Boxing King Thirteen.

Ahh!!h

The White Boxing King Thirteen has a kind of power to be overpowered by Mount Tai. Persistence, persistence, persistence - finally I can't hold on.

However, Sima Feiyang had no intention of giving up at all.

The rest of the people were stunned when they saw this scene.

Is he going to crush White Boxer Thirteen?

Oh my God, this can too!

Thirteen, get up!

Seeing this, the rest of the party members of the White Fist King Thirteen rushed over one after another. When they were about to go on the field to stop Sima Feiyang, they never thought that they were blocked by a thin monkey.

"What are you going for?" Tang Song smiled coldly, "The fist hasn't finished yet, what are you going up for?" ”

When these dozen or so people saw this, they immediately became angry. What's more, if you fight and press again, the white boxing king won't have to play for half a year after the thirteenth year.

Tang and Song saw that persuasion did not work, so they immediately used force to solve it.

Damn, I really think Lao Tzu eats dry rice!

Look for death!

In just ten seconds, those people were beaten down by Tang Song.

And he was extremely ruthless, and his arms and legs were either broken or broken.

Now they saw clearly that the armor-clad man had brought him back - it was really vengeance.

"Damn, dare to make trouble here!" As soon as the black boxing king Muer appeared, he attracted everyone's attention.

This guy's strength is one level stronger than the White Boxing King Thirteen, and it is said that he is still from the military. Later, he was forced to make a living, so he began to fight black boxing.

"It's you who don't follow the rules first, I'm just here to ask for an explanation." Tang Song said confidently.

If they are all like them, they can only win and not lose. Isn't that just now when he saw Sima Feiyang being beaten, he was about to beat that guy violently.

But why don't you have one?

That's because the master has quality and rules.

No matter where you fight black boxing, no one can disrupt the game until the opponent admits defeat. That's why people are killed.

It's common sense.

Tang Song scolded ninety-nine eighty-one sentences in a row, and the black boxing king Mu Er was completely angry.

"Die!"