"I have faith in myself."

Hearing Wu Chenghe's words, the quartermaster was a little surprised, glanced at him, seemed to be interested in him for two points, and said with a greasy smile: "Okay, since the little cutie is 20,000, why am I embarrassed to only 10,000?" I opened my personal brain and transferred a full 30,000 yuan to the waiter, plus the previous 10,000 cash, a total of 40,000: "I bet 40,000 yuan, and bet on my good brother to win." ”

Forty thousand yuan, even for a senior officer like him, it is not a small amount, Yin Bo raised his eyebrows, and his heart was secretly happy, it seems that this person is really interested in Jin Xuan and wants to make this friend. Flew at him ambiguously, and said with a smile: "Why, as soon as my boss comes on the field, you are willing to pay such a big price, just now in the casino, who said that 2,000 yuan will buy me for one night?" ”

"Jealous?" The quartermaster put his arm around his shoulders and smiled, "It's a life-fighting competition, you can earn two thousand by spreading your legs, and the difficulty is different." ”

The fox eyes of the sound wave flashed sharply, and then the color of the soul-seducing water swept the swollen part between his legs: "You are so big, who can eat it, am I not fighting for my life?" ”

Such a terrible compliment, a man can't hold it, the quartermaster was so excited that he couldn't wait to do it on the spot, biting his ear and saying: "Okay, I'll go to the soup house next door in a while, you give me a good meal, eat well, I'll raise you for a lifetime, 40,000 is nothing, and I can afford 4 million." ”

Million...... The sonic pupils shrank suddenly, most of what a man said at such a time could not be taken seriously, but some details would reveal the true information. A quartermaster in Tartarus was actually four million when he opened his mouth, which showed that that place was definitely not just a remote military station, and Major General Kevin was definitely not an eldest son who was exiled by his father.

They must have some kind of special task that no one knows about.

Wu Chenghe looked at them from the side, it was like sitting on pins and needles, and the clothes of the sound wave were pushed to the chest, revealing a thin waist and a muscular lower abdomen, although it was not as strong as Jin Xuan, but it was not weak, and it was estimated that it would be no problem to beat this quartermaster.

Obviously the elite of the federal elite, the super soldier of the NTU, who has been selected by thousands of people, has to endure the molestation of a quartermaster in such a place, and the agent is really not a human being...... Wu Chenghe couldn't help but sigh again: Sonic is a real man!

The bell rang, a beam of chasing light was laid on the dome, Jin Xuan finished signing up, and was taken to the ring by the host. He changed into boxing shorts, revealing his sturdy upper body, and the tattoo of the thorn rose had long been medically concealed by NTU plastic surgeons, and now only smooth sun-colored skin was visible. His chest muscles are developed, the psoas muscles are strong, and the abdominal muscles are well-defined, although they are far less majestic than the opponent "Iron Head", but every muscle is like an artist carefully carved, without a trace of superfluity, without a trace of defects, flawless, like a first-class sculpture.

"Gentlemen and ladies!" The host shouted, "This is the first time in four months that someone has directly challenged the championship, please applaud the courage of this gladiator!" ”

The onlookers let out a high-pitched roar again, like this kind of direct challenge for the championship, not a few times a year, because most people through the wheel battle, defeat eight opponents in a row to become the "challenge king" and get the qualification for the annual championship final. If you want to challenge directly without passing the Round, you will have to pay a fee of 60,000 Federal Coins.

60,000, not a small amount, is twice as high as the prize money of the challenge king, normally no one wants to do this, and if you don't go through eight consecutive baptisms, who has the confidence to challenge the annual champion, isn't that death?

Now, there is such a dead goods standing in the ring, how can the onlookers not be crazy?

Jin Xuan's face was expressionless, his eyes were cold, he raised his hands and paraded around the stage, and a fierce roar like a lion came out of his mouth, and the aftermath shocked the audience, as if a giant subwoofer had been fired. The people who were not optimistic about him found out that he was a lion ability, and they all had a little confidence in him, and after a few minutes of work, they bet a lot more money on him.

Wu Chenghe looked at Jin Xuan, who was like a god on the stage, and couldn't help but be a little dizzy. I remember the first time they met, Jin Xuan was still a killer Matt at that time, with a bohemian and uninhibited artist temperament, his clothes and pants were holes, and his hair was like a mop, and he either scolded the Voyage Army or the federal government all day long, scolding Hannibal's blood pressure soaring, and scolding the president like a fight......

In just three years, he has become a challenger standing on the stage at the moment, calm, restrained, wise, and decisive. Tribulations and pains are like baptisms, washing away the pompous childishness in him and precipitating his innate kingly style.

He is Jin Xuan, he is also a gun, he is a romantic companion, and he is also the most dangerous humanoid weapon in the world!

"Ding-" The bell rang leisurely, and the bloody battle began!

Wild roars erupted in the stands in an instant, and as Iron Head took the lead, all the spectators began to shout his name, and those who bet on him screamed: "Kill him!" Kill him! ”

The morale of the iron head was like a rainbow, and a ferocious hook fist swung towards Jin Xuan's left cheek, and a beastly roar came out of his mouth. Jin Xuan reacted extremely quickly, quickly leaned back, and at the same time blocked with his left arm, unloading most of his strength, taking the opportunity to short his body, and punching him hard in the abdomen.

With a "tom", Jin Xuan's fist weighed more than a thousand catties, smashing on the iron head's hard-like abdominal muscles, making a muffled sound like Jin Ge's impact, the sound was obviously low and short, but it seemed to hit the hearts of the audience, sending out an exaggerated echo like a shock wave - no one thought that the first to hit the opponent was actually the challenger!

The audience was in an uproar, and even the iron head was stunned: impossible, how did he do it? Why would it be so fast?!

In an instant, the iron head quickly came back to his senses, roared the tiger, and attacked Jin Xuan again with a thunderous rage, and his huge body pressed over like a mountain, as if he wanted to rely on his extraordinary physical strength to completely crush the emaciated Chinese man!

Jin Xuan's face was still expressionless, his muscles were tense like iron, his dark eyes stared at the iron head for a moment, taking in the slightest changes in him, and reacted quickly, dodging and dodging, looking at the loopholes and fighting back fiercely.

On the VIP stand a few meters away, Wu Chenghe squinted his eyes, his consciousness cloud was as calm as the sea, and countless silk-like thin thinking tentacles stretched out in the high-dimensional space, accurately connecting with Jin Xuan's consciousness cloud, suppressing the manic sparks generated by his attack, and stimulating a small silent light cluster in the center of his consciousness cloud like an electric shock.

That is Jin Xuan's potential, just like ordinary humans, the ability can only exert seven or eight percent of the functions of the brain under normal circumstances, and only by establishing a marked guide can the potential in their brain be triggered and activated little by little through the thinking tentacles, and play the greatest role.

Of course, not all guides can do this, activating potential is a very dangerous behavior, and if not controlled well, it can induce mania in the supernatural. After a few times, it can make a paranormal completely out of control, and even the guide can't be appeased. In addition, the ability to stimulate the ability requires the guide's thinking tentacles to be flexible and powerful, and in short, to have a certain aggression, which is the education method that the guide school has always avoided.

Therefore, although there are currently thousands of full-time military doctors in the Federation, most of them are mainly pacified, and only a very small number of strong guides can activate their abilities and let them reach their peak state.

Wu Chenghe also tried to stimulate Jin Xuan for the first time, and it was in such a complex environment, so he was a little nervous. However, he and Jin Xuan are extremely compatible and have perfect synaesthesia, so except for a little rush at first, he quickly stabilized later. Through the filament-like tentacles of thought, he even felt that the consciousness clouds of the two people had a certain resonance, stimulating each other, comforting each other, and gradually moving together to a new height.

In the boxing ring, the first game came to an end, and the iron head was like an angry bull, with red eyes and open nostrils, chasing Jin Xuan and beating hard. He was defending his title in this battle, and the pressure was far greater than Jin Xuan's, so he gave full play to his strong strength and hard fists at the beginning, pressing Jin Xuan's combo like a storm, trying to quickly consume Jin Xuan's physical strength and strive to finish the game within two rounds, so that his fans would be more loyal and his sponsors would be more generous.

Jin Xuan seized his mentality, but didn't give him the opportunity to face him head-on, taking advantage of the loopholes in his movements to dodge and move, leading him by the nose and walking all over the field. Gradually, the rhythm of the iron head's attack became a little chaotic, and Jin Xuan's elusive containment made him anxious and irritable, unable to get rid of it, and unable to defeat it - Jin Xuan's reaction was too fast, and his judgment was too accurate, it seemed that every time he had a strong energy, Jin Xuan could guess his movements, his intentions, and even his mental activities.

This is also the credit of Wu Chenghyuk, who has stimulated Jin Xuan's potential, allowing Jin Xuan to predict the trend of his opponent's actions through the slightest changes in his opponent's muscle lines, intercept them in advance, and respond quickly.

So what originally wanted to contain others and consume others became to be restrained and consumed by others, and when the halftime bell rang, Tietou almost felt a little lucky, glad that he could stop, take a breath, and sort out his rhythm.

A few minutes later, the referee team gave the score of the first game, and Jin Xuan won by a narrow margin, temporarily pressing on the iron head.

As soon as the results were announced, the audience gasped, the battle just now was too fast, too cool, their eyes were a little unable to keep up, but they felt that the iron head attacked all the way, and it seemed to hit Jin Xuan several times, and Jin Xuan has always been low-key, except for the first punch, there are some shadows behind that are not clear.

How did such a blinding result occur?!

There was a loud buzz from the stands, and it was the spectators talking violently. In the boxing ring, Jin Xuan sat quietly on the chair in the corner, spit out the mouth guard, took the water bottle in the staff's hand and drank water, the iron head's fist was too heavy, even if he tried his best to dodge, his body was still colored, his ribs were bruised, his knees were swollen, and his eyebrow bones were hung up, oozing fine blood.

The doctor wiped his wound with alcohol and asked him if there was anything wrong with him, Jin Xuan shook his head, and his dark eyes looked at the iron head diagonally. Tietou's face was pale, his lips were blue, but there were no obvious scars on his body, on the one hand, because his skin was too dark, and on the other hand, because Jin Xuan used soft strength in the attack just now, his face was not obvious, and the injuries were all inside.

The Jin family uses the famous "Yan's Fighting Method" of Chinese descent to put it simply, it is a mixture of modern fighting and ancient kung fu, this style of fighting is quite vicious, often there are no traces on the surface, and the bones and blood vessels inside are broken. Jin Xuan has been taught by Jin Zhe since he was a child, and he dared to do it with the robbers who kidnapped him when he was a teenager, whether it was theory or practice, it was just now.

Of course, against an innocent boxer, Jin Xuan is not ruthless, but it is not too light.

His gaze swept over the iron head, Jin Xuan swept towards the VIP stand again, and Sonic sat there with his arms crossed and Erlang's legs, a cynical smile on the corner of his mouth, and his expression was calm. The quartermaster next to him was extremely excited, shouting at the ring again and again, giving a thumbs up, obviously quite enjoyable just now.

Across the seats, it was Wu Chenghe, he sat there quietly, like a deep pool of water, and the roars and shouts around him seemed to be shielded from his world realm by some strange aura, which did not affect his mood at all.

He seems to be in a much more stable state than he was when he was in the casino...... Jin Xuan was a little surprised in his heart, seeing that he was looking at himself with some concern, he raised his eyebrows at him, and said through consciousness synaesthesia: [Don't worry, it was a warm-up before, and I will start fighting back in the next game]

Wu Chenghe smiled at him and nodded slightly.

"Ding-" The bell rang and the second round began.

"Roar!" The iron head shouted, still preemptively, and his huge body pressed fiercely towards Jin Xuan. After the last fight, he had realized that Jin Xuan was not the kind of rich second generation who burned money to play on a whim, but a master who had been strictly trained and familiar with a certain special fighting technique. He felt a little weak-hearted, because he had never been exposed to this kind of oriental fighting style, but he had no way out, two wins in three games, Jin Xuan had already won one game, if he had one more game, he would be finished.

So he had to take the initiative in his own hands at the beginning, he couldn't let Jin Xuan lead him by the nose anymore, he had to suppress the rhythm of the whole game!

However, to everyone's surprise, in this game, Jin Xuan did not continue the previous style of playing flexibly and taking the opportunity to sneak attack, but launched a frontal counterattack against the iron head!

Jin Xuan's body is not as strong as Iron Head, but his muscle strength is no worse than Iron Head, and his speed is several times that of Iron Head when he punches out. The heavy iron fist, coupled with the ferocious speed, allowed Jin Xuan to completely grasp the initiative in the ring. He no longer blindly cheats, but with the fast punches unique to oriental fighting, coupled with fierce legs, he forced the iron head into a dead corner again!

Only two-thirds of the way through the first game, the rhythm of the iron head had been completely shattered by Jin Xuan, and his huge body was hit to the ground by Jin Xuan little by little like a collapsed mountain, and he struggled to fight back and wanted to get up. But he was powerless, Jin Xuan was like a lion with a frenzy, while letting out a threatening roar, he was pressed to burst out round after round of combos, as if his strength was inexhaustible, and he would never get tired.

Iron Head let out a howl of collapse and slapped the ground with his palm, signaling to concede, and his coach tossed the towel into the arena while giving up the game. The referee blew the whistle to announce the end of the game and rushed up to pull Jin Xuan away from the iron head. The stands were booed, and many people were still immersed in Jin Xuan's stormy combination combos just now, and it took a long time to start talking.

The referee was afraid that Jin Xuan would lose his sex and couldn't control himself, so he signaled the staff next to him to be ready to give him a balancing agent at any time. Who knew that as soon as Jin Xuan left the iron head, he regained his calm, his eyes were clear, and his breathing quickly stabilized, but he seemed a little excited, raising his fists and yelling at the stands. Those who bought him naturally responded to his roar, and some of those who bought iron heads were also impressed by his skills and gave him a standing ovation.

Wu Chenghe quietly withdrew his thinking tentacles, looking at the scarred man on the stage, Jin Xuan's body was covered with blood and sweat, half of his face was covered with bruises, and the old wound on his right arm had a tendency to recur, swollen and swollen. He looked terribly embarrassed, but when the light of the dome hit him, his scarred body radiated a unique charm that was shocking.

He is like a warrior who has risen up in the flames of war, full of fierce manhood, which makes people can't take their eyes off it at all!

Wu Chenghe's eyes lit up, he stretched out two fingers into his mouth, and blew out an extremely loud whistle, which unconsciously used consciousness in the whistle, and the tail trembled for a long time. Jin Xuan heard his voice, one eye was swollen, squinted in his direction, and gave him a wild flying kiss.

"Well done! Great! The quartermaster was about to burst, separated everyone and rushed to the side of the ring, hugged Jin Xuan who came down from the stage, Ha Lu Ha Da Lu laughed, and slapped his back with a bang, "It's so enjoyable, it's so exciting, I really didn't expect you to have such good skills, brother!" Terrible! ”

Jin Xuan smiled and high-fived him, took the ice pack handed over by Wu Chenghe and pressed it on his swollen right eye, and said, "Luck, I haven't boxed for a long time, and I'm rusty." The host next to him motioned for him to collect the bonus, he shook his head, and said to Yinbo: "Let them put half of it on my account and half on my eldest brother." He patted the quartermaster on the shoulder.

"This, this, this, this will not work." The quartermaster's face changed, and he hurriedly shook his hand, he loves money, but the military department has the rules of the military department, and he can't accept bribes so blatantly.

"Don't worry, they'll settle the score." Jin Xuan smiled slightly and whispered, "Make gambling money for you, and pay taxes as usual, no one can find out." ”

"Oh, brother, you're so polite." The quartermaster smiled, he just put 40,000 yuan on Jin Xuan, and he had already doubled his earnings, and now he has an extra 150,000 federal coins, even if in addition to taxes, there is a large amount.

"It's hard to buy a thousand dollars, and I'm happy." Jin Xuan raised his eyebrows and said, "It's too noisy here, let's go, go upstairs and sit in the VIP room." ”

The quartermaster had already reached a tacit agreement with him, so naturally he would not refuse, and walked upstairs by his shoulder. Wu Chenghe looked at the hundreds of thousands of federal coins that suddenly appeared on the account, his legs trembled a little, and he dragged the sound wave and asked in a low voice: "By the way, these hundreds of thousands of dollars were all won by me with the 1,000 public funds, do you want to account for them all?" ”

Sonic gave him a blank look: "You're fine, right?" Do you think the federal government is behind you? ”

Wu Chenghe choked, Sonic patted him on the head, and said, "Just pay back a thousand and let Longbow do the accounting for you." That's the benefit of being an agent, you can make some private money in the cold, and if you're lucky, you can sleep with a few beautiful men......" Thinking of the quartermaster, he covered his chest and vomited, pointing upstairs and said, "What, I didn't mean him." ”

Before the words fell, Jin Xuan's lion suddenly poked out its big head from above and let out a low "bluff". The black panther of the sound wave was immediately like a great enemy, although it was not clear if the owner had said something sad, the claws tightened, and he was ready to run away at any time.

[Calm down! Sonic hated the iron and grabbed its top skin, and said to Wu Chenghe: "I didn't mean the gun. ”

Wu Chenghe didn't care if Jin Xuan was a beautiful man or not, because that was an indisputable fact, and he was still a little dreamy with hundreds of thousands of federal coins, so he let out a stupid "oh" and floated upstairs.

In the VIP room, Jin Xuan sat on the sofa in a bathrobe, and Wu Chenghe knelt next to him, disinfected and bandaged the wounds on his body, and used ice packs to cool the swollen areas. The quartermaster had cooled down from the previous excitement, holding a goblet, looking at the rippling red wine in the glass, and a suspicious look slowly appeared in his eyes: "Brother, you are so skilled, have you practiced before?" ”

"Uh-huh." Jin Xuan hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled, and said casually, "It's a family heirloom, I have been learning oriental fighting from my father since I was a child, and I even played professional matches when I was young." ”

"Oh?" The quartermaster rolled his eyes and said, "Oriental fighting...... Is it Yan's fighting? ”

Jin Xuan's expression froze, and he nodded reluctantly for a long time, and said, "Yes." ”

"You are the descendant of the Yan Fighting Family?" The quartermaster was surprised, his eyes lit up, "Are you the Yan family?" ”

The so-called Yan fighting is a fighting school founded by a master of Oriental Chinese culture more than 300 years ago. The master of Chinese culture surnamed Yan, it is said that he was a high-ranking naval officer when he was young, and later withdrew from the military for some reason, established the "Yan Chinese Academy Museum", devoted himself to the study of oriental martial arts, and finally founded the "Yan Fighting" with both internal and external training.

This kind of fighting is very magical, completely different from traditional Western fighting, set aggression, artistry, ideology in one, military practice can improve combat effectiveness, ordinary people practice can strengthen the body, and those thinkers, through it to study the mysterious oriental culture, cleanse the soul, cultivate sentiment. Soon after its inception, it was included in the Olympic sport and included in the physical education textbooks of basic schools, and it can be said that eight out of ten people in the Dunkel Federation can more or less compete in two.

But this does not mean that everyone can practice Yan's fighting well, on the contrary, because of its complex system, the higher the difficulty of cultivation increases, the more it increases by geometric progression, so the vast majority of people only stop at the surface, even those Olympic champions and high-ranking military officials, at most, can only practice to seven or eight tenths of the outer martial arts.

The true essence of Yan's fighting is its internal strength and mental method, which is the secret of Yan's secret and can only be studied by Yan's lineage for three hundred years. Yan's century-old family, in this generation, the people are slightly withered, and only Yan Ling, the director of the Chinese Studies Museum, is left. Yan Ling has a son and a daughter, the eldest son is a famous mecha master at the Federal Academy of Sciences, and the younger daughter is a ballet dancer. It's a pity that neither of these two people is interested in fighting, and neither of them is willing to inherit the family's secrets.

However, it is rumored that Yan Ling has a mistress who gave birth to an illegitimate child for him in his early years, and many people rumor that this illegitimate son is the real heir of Yan's fighting.

The quartermaster looked at Jin Xuan thoughtfully, and during the gladiatorial fight just now, he noticed that this legendary rich second generation was using some kind of mysterious oriental boxing method, a bit like the Yan clan's fighting routine, but it was much more clever than the one popular in the army, and it seemed to be unique in terms of breathing and breathing.

Yan Ling is a mixed race of Chinese and German, and the young man in front of him has black hair and black eyes, but the contours of his facial features are very deep, especially the high and protruding eyebrow bones, which is quite a bit German.

Could he be ...... The bastard?

The author has something to say: today is a busy day, and I came home late, alas......

It's going to settle down next week, there's been so much going on in the past two weeks!!

Tomorrow is the college entrance examination, although it is estimated that the college entrance examination party will not wait for the update tonight, but I still have to say "come on"!

College entrance examination party, Uncle Cat is waiting for your triumphant return!!

Momoda!!