Ying Changrong's left knee touched the ground, and when he turned sideways, he saw the child next to the young man, and his eyes were already wide.

This is the time. That chicken rice, the residual strength in the body, is not much. There was no time to put this victory, the design was even more exciting. Do it!

Ying Changrong's eyes suddenly opened, two rays of light flashed, and the loose muscles instantly tensed.

The right foot suddenly stepped forward, got up, and the right hand backhanded the young man's waist, and the skinny left hand, like a dry eagle's claw, buckled to the young man's throat!

Although he couldn't exert his dark energy, as long as he grabbed his throat, twisted his hand, and crushed the throat bone of this young man, he could barely do it. You must know that back ten years ago, his name of "Iron Claw Eagle" was well-known even in the Grandmaster Fighting Arena!

The iron claw had already grabbed the young man's throat, and Ying Changrong saw that the bundle of banknotes in the young man's hand had been thrown at his feet, but he shook his head slightly at him.

Ying Changrong smiled, what he was waiting for was this moment.

So he let go of his left hand and let the young man's punch sweep across his back.

The paused gong sounded at the same time, and Ying Changrong felt that his bones were about to crack, but he was still smiling happily. Stoop down and hold the bundle of bills in your hand, there are at least 10,000 or more here. He staggered two steps and fell to the leather chair in the corner of the ring.

The referee glanced at Lin Ruochen, walked towards Ying Changrong, reached out to hold his thin left hand, raised it high, and said mechanically: "Red side, win!" ”

The young man just walked to the corner of the ring, still annoyed that the time-out came too quickly, as long as he was given one more second, it would be enough to beat this old man in the ring!

Hearing the referee's loud shout, Huo Ran turned around, his eyes widened, and his face was full of incomprehension.

Lin Ruochen had already closed his eyes, he had never thought that the martial artists of Shengjing City would be in such a living situation. How many martial artists who were beautiful when they were young are still struggling in the ring for a living at the age of this old boxer?

He could see Ying Changrong's kung fu when he was young, but such a dark power grandmaster was still knocked down by life, and even, for his own reward, turned a bloody fight into a deliberate performance.

After one by one, even at noon, Lin Ruochen had no intention of getting up.

Xiao Lang handed him a bento and a small brochure.

The booklet contains information about the fighters who are active in the underground fighting arena, as well as the schedule of their fights.

Each viewer can bet on the relevant fighters according to their own preferences.

"Tonight, there is a heavyweight fight, two dark power grandmasters, the last battle before upgrading to the grandmaster fighting arena! How about it, do you want to take a look? ”

Yuan Ming's voice sounded very dry, and it was rare to bring out the feelings.

"No need. It's not really a boxing fight, it's just a show of struggling for life. Let's go to the Grandmaster Arena to see, where is the true level of the martial arts master of Shengjing City. ”

Lin Ruochen got up gloomily, when martial arts become performances, most of those who go out from here will not become grandmaster fighting arenas, real powerhouses!

The Grandmaster Arena is completely separate from the members-only area here.

The rules of the battle here are completely different. The value of each martial artist who comes to power is related to the number of consecutive victories he has. The more wins you have, the bigger your winnings!

Lin Ruochen saw that on the list of giant winning streak heroes erected at the door, the first one was a martial artist named Qian Feng. Thirty-two wins in a row! The next win bonus behind the name reached a staggering 12 million!

This money can make more than ninety percent of martial artists crazy!

Defeat Qian Feng, and you can take 30% of it! And as long as Qian Feng loses one game, this amount will be reduced to zero!

Qian Feng has earned more than 100 million in this underground fighting arena, but he still can't stop!

The number on the back of his name, like opium, burned his nerves. One step further, one more win, and that number will drive him even more crazy.

For three years, he had forgotten what fear was, and all he had in his mind was the rising numbers! Next game, 14 million, next game, 17 million, and then ......

He hadn't stepped out of the underground arena for a whole year. Train, study the play of potential opponents, then beat them on stage and claim your own prize!

In today's game, he is bound to win!

The wild music gradually ignited the entire fighting arena, and the air was filled with frenzy and nervousness!

Qian Feng came from the boxer passage, waving his fists from time to time. The spectators on both sides of the passage all stood up and made loud noises! was able to win 32 games in a row on this stage, Qian Feng's popularity was enough to overturn the entire roof.

Throwing off the red cloak, Qian Feng did a beautiful side flip, jumped into the ring steadily, and roared to the sky!

Today's opponent is a little-known martial artist, but this does not make Qian Feng relax his vigilance. If you can fight against him, there can't be generals! The more unfamiliar the opponent, the more careful you must be of capsizing in the gutter. He had to pull out the momentum to the highest in the first place, and make that damn guy tremble!

After a long time, the voice gradually subsided, and Qian Feng's eyes were full of murderous aura, staring at the other fist channel.

A young man, only twenty-three or four-year-old, with an inch of head, but a pigtail more than a foot long on the back of his head. The body is well-proportioned, and the waist is thin!

The young man raised his head and swept over the domineering Qian Feng on the stage, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, he sneered, and stepped forward slowly.

As soon as Lin Ruochen appeared on the scene, he stared at his feet, and his eyes gradually became fierce.

When the youth walks, the heel is always off the ground, light and silent. The toes grasp the ground, and the center of gravity of the whole body leans forward slightly, like a leopard that seems lazy, but is ready to go!

"What? Is this young man a master? Long Ruoshui obviously saw Lin Ruochen's abnormality and asked with a smile.

"He doesn't belong here. He didn't come to the ring for the money. High? It's a lot like the posture of a mountain man. Lin Ruochen said in a deep voice.

The big war is imminent, and the people on the mountain must have already arrived at this underground fighting arena, and it is also appropriate to send one or two people to come and rise to the prestige first.

We'll have to see how it goes.

The young man hooked the cable of the ring with one hand, turned over, and leaned against the leather pillar in one corner, with an indifferent smile on the corner of his mouth.

Qian Feng frowned, shouted at the young man in demonstration, and in exchange for it, it was the young man who reached out and plucked out his ears, and immediately made a decapitation move!

Qian Feng stepped forward and glared at him angrily, his cheeks already turned up.

The referee on duty walked quickly between the two, stretched out his hands, pushed them respectively, and shook his head.

"Winning streak general, you only have one turn to perform. Remember, at the last second of the first round, take your life! ”

The young man's voice was not high, and he still had a smile on his face, but he successfully ignited Qian Feng's anger!

Lin Ruochen's ears moved slightly. Although the field is noisy, the positions booked by Yuan Ming are in the front row. The voice of the young man's banter still fell clearly in his ears.

"No wonder the old man drove them all back to the mountain back then! With this sense of superiority that disregards human life, I will also kill in this gambling fight! ”

Lin Ruochen's voice was very cold, and he didn't deliberately lower his voice.

The young man was on the stage, glanced back at the four of them, still snorted coldly, turned around, stretched out his hand to Qian Feng, and gently hooked his fingers!

When the gong sounded, the referee stepped back, leaving the ring to the two martial artists.

At the moment when the gong sounded, Qian Feng laughed fiercely, stomped on the ground with one foot, and flew up. The left elbow was cleared forward, and the right hand was hidden behind him, hitting like a tank.

The young man did not fight back, his left foot was the axis, and he made a light spin backwards, letting go of the impact, and pushed forward with his right foot, and his body had floated to the center of the ring.

Lin Ruochen's eyes lit up, and he always felt that this body method was so familiar?

Qian Feng missed a blow, braked, and hooked up his back legs, bringing the wind to whistle.

Qian Feng punched violently, his killing moves were sharp, and every punch he threw could bring out a burst of piercing air!

But this young man did not have the slightest idea of fighting back, like a flat boat in the huge waves, moving with the waves, leisurely.

Wearing flowers and butterflies, the figure of the young man was erratic, and Qian Feng's heart became inexplicably irritable.

It's been two and a half minutes, and he hasn't even touched the corners of his young clothes!

Like a heavy hammer, smashing on the cotton, Qian Feng felt a sense of indignation rise in his chest, and the wheezing sound in his throat began to get worse!

On the bright red timer, the number 5 popped up. There are five seconds left!

Lin Ruochen's eyes had already narrowed, and he knew that the young man was going to be killed.

Since he wants to stand up and want to give himself a heavy blow to the audience watching the battle, he said that he would take someone's life at the last second, not one second earlier, nor one second later!

Qian Feng was obviously also careful, and the boxer slowed slightly, wanting to guard against these last few seconds first.

Lin Ruochen shook his head, it was this kind of thought that made countless boxers fall a second before the gong sounded!

The young man suddenly moved, kicked on the ground with one foot, shrugged his shoulders, and stretched his hands outward, like a great bird spreading its wings. With the help of this kick on the ground, the young man floated towards Qian Feng like a fallen leaf!

Qian Feng crossed his hands in front of his chest, raised his right knee, tensed his toes, and lowered his head slightly.

It's a standard ring stance, and it comes with a variety of variations that can be countered at any time. has been fighting in the ring for a long time, and such actions have long been engraved in Qian Feng's muscle memory.

The young man's body floated up, and his right hand slapped on Qian Feng's arm with his backhand.

Qian Feng shouted, his dark energy was vigorous, and his right foot slid out!

As soon as he made a move, he felt empty, and the young man walked away, and his body suddenly twisted, and he had turned behind Qian Feng. The dark energy of Qian Feng's right arm erupted, bringing out a touch of mist and scattering it in the air. The right foot has been shoveled out, and if you want to take it back, it's too late!

The tip of the young man's left foot was on Qian Feng's ankle, and he was on the move!

The crunch of bones is clearly recognizable even in an empty fighting arena.

Qian Feng's body of one hundred and sixty or seventy pounds was picked by this and flew in the air! The body falls backwards involuntarily!

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