Mu Fan's whole person was stunned, this is his turn?

Qin Feng smiled faintly at him and waved his hand, Wu Zihao was also curious, he really wanted to see what it was like for this Mu Fan with external strength.

On the stage, tarantula Chen Shuo had already appeared in the ring, scanning the audience.

"Is Mu Fan here? If you don't, you will forfeit and pay the entire amount of the bettor! ”

Mu Fan gritted his teeth and looked at the countertop, anyway, there are rules to plug it, and he is out of the way!

Mu Fan jumped and stood on top of the ring.

Liu Jingqing asked curiously: "Why did you sign him up, could it be that he could win?" Then let's bet on him. ”

"That's right, Qin Shao is really smart, send his own people up and bet a lot of money! Wonderful! Liu Taifeng laughed, took out the bank card from the wallet in his pocket, and wanted to swipe the card on the tablet to place a bet.

"Wait." Qin Feng stretched out his hand to stop him.

Liu Taifeng looked puzzled, and Wu Jianguo and Liu Quanzhong were also puzzled.

"There are no bets, the game is about to begin!" The radio rang out again.

"If you want to bet, you will bet on that tarantula, because Mu Fan can't beat him." Qin Feng smiled.

This smile made everyone laugh and stunned, sent Mu Fan up, and returned the bet on the opponent to win, which would be strange if Mu Fan knew that he didn't spurt out a mouthful of old blood.

"If you believe me, you will bet, according to this ratio, I will bet 100 million!" Qin Feng said with a smile.

Liu Quanzhong and Wu Jianguo looked at each other and nodded.

"I'll bet 500 million!" Wu Jianguo trusted Qin Feng a lot, and said without blinking his eyes.

"Then I'll bet 500 million too!" Liu Quanzhong gritted his teeth and followed suit.

The two old men were so generous that Liu Jingqing and the Wu family sisters and brothers felt different, Wu Zihao thought about it and took out his bank card.

There were more than seven million in it, which was all his belongings, and seven million were directly staked by him.

In this way, the tarantula was added another 1.1 billion and 7 million, and the prize pool, which was still in the ratio of 64, suddenly became 8 to 2.

Mu Fan naturally also saw the sudden rise in the amount of money on the tarantula's side, his fists clenched, he would definitely defeat this opponent!

With the bets of Qin Feng and others, the game also began, and the prize pool was also closed.

The tarantula looked at Mu Fan, revealing a touch of cruelty, and sneered: "You are not my opponent, so you should be glad that this is not a life and death ring." ”

"Really? I haven't tried it yet, and it's not sure who will win or lose! ”

When the words fell, he moved, and his body swam quickly in the ring like a snake.

Wu Zihao exclaimed: "What a speed, it turns out that this guy is so powerful?!" ”

Qin Feng shook his head, you can know the result of this game without looking at it, not to mention that Mu Fan's actual combat experience is less than that of the person in front of him, that is, in terms of cultivation, everyone here has suppressed themselves.

In other words, although this tarantula cultivation is in the late stage of external strength, in fact, the power of the explosion has reached the early stage of internal strength, and it is impossible for Mu Fan to win.

And Mu Fan himself knew that the odds of winning were not great, but now that he had come up, he could only let go, and the figure stopped at the back of the tarantula and stepped out, and the entire stone ring shook violently.

Bang!

Mu Fan's punch collided with the tarantula's fist, only to feel a tingling pain in his arm, and a strong force swept over.

The tarantula also took two steps back with a slight change in his face, and said with a gloomy face: "I didn't expect you to be still in the late stage of external strength, and you have such attainments at such a young age, I really underestimate you." ”

If he had said this before he met Qin Feng, Mu Fan might still be complacent, but now, a twenty-three-year-old grandmaster was watching from the sidelines, how could he still have the capital to be proud?

A few dodges approached the tarantula's body again, and the strength in his body was condensed in the palm of his hand, and he blasted out with all his might.

The sound of breaking the air spread throughout the audience, instantly detonating the enthusiasm of most people.

The people who bet on Mu Fan applauded one by one, and Mu Fan's momentum also made them see the hope of winning.

"Good! Down with him! ”

"That's right! I've been watching this tarantula for a long time! Down with him! ”

The tarantula had the hard fight before, and his heart was also much more vigilant, and his legs were bent and spread back and forth, ready to meet this punch.

The roar in the field resounded, and Mu Fan was also punched several times by the tarantula, and the scene suddenly fell into a situation where there was no distinction between high and low.

"Is this still a low-level battle? How do I look like two intermediates! A man in sunglasses helped his sunglasses and watched the game on the stage seriously.

"I knew that this Mu Fan was so capable of fighting, I should have bet on him, the odds are high!" The bearded man next to the man in sunglasses complained, slapped his thigh hard, and screamed in pain.

"Qin Shao, this Mu Fan doesn't know that we bet on his opponent, if he fights hard and defeats that tarantula, then wouldn't we be at a loss!" Liu Jingqing looked nervous.

Eleven billion! That's not a small amount!

Liu Quanzhong was obviously nervous, 500 million was nothing for Wu Jianguo's Jianguo Group, but it was more or less uncomfortable for the Liu family.

Qin Feng looked at the stage and said with a light smile: "Don't worry, Mu Fan has begun to be slowly suppressed, if you lose, I will compensate you." ”

"It's... If we lose, there is no way, how can we ask Qin Shao for money, so that we will not be sure to make a profit or lose money? It's not appropriate, it's not appropriate! Wu Jianguo immediately made a decision, shook his head and refused.

"Lao Wu is right, if you lose, you lose, and you can't complain about Qin Shao." Liu Quanzhong can't say anything about his suffering now, so he can only be anxious.

Basement floor, inside the players' lounge.

A couple of two old men over sixty years old and a middle-aged man sat on the sofa in the hall, and the people around them were silent and did not dare to make a sound, and shrank in their own places to wait.

"Are you sure this person who challenged you is the son of that person?" One of the skinny old men asked.

"That's right, I've seen his photo, although it was a few years ago, but the facial features can still be distinguished, I really didn't expect that the devil also had such a son."

The person who spoke out was the opponent chosen by Qin Feng, the drunken old man.

The old man was dressed in tatters in black, holding a wine gourd in his hand, with long hair and a slightly long beard, looking like a homeless man who had not eaten for several days.

But as long as you look closely, you can see that this person is surrounded by aura, and just looking at it will make you feel a chill down your spine.

"At his age, he dares to challenge you, I think he doesn't take you too seriously!" The middle-aged man on the side tattooed half of his face, looking like a gangster leader, picked up the wine glass and took a sip in his mouth, looking at Qin Feng with disdain.

He is a grandmaster, how can he take a hairy child in his eyes?

The drunken old man poured a sip of wine into his mouth, and he enjoyed it.

"I don't understand, deal with his son, as for such a big move? It's not just a slap in the face. The middle-aged man said disdainfully again.

"The release of Gang Qi is the root of a Grandmaster, but I have just observed him, and there is no Gang Qi fluctuation around him, so I think there should be something strange in this." The thin old man from before wiped his chin and pondered.

"You say, could it be that he noticed us and challenged the drunkard?"

The thin old man's words shocked the middle-aged man and the drunken old man, and the drunken old man also put down the wine gourd and looked at the audience outside.

The three people here are all grandmaster-level martial artists, and their aura is breathtaking.

Although the conversation between several people was loud and unshy about it, no one except the three of them could hear their conversation.

Just because around their seats, there was a thin air separating the two areas.

In the field, Mu Fan had been fighting fiercely with the tarantula for nearly fifteen minutes at the moment, his breath was disordered, his nose was blue and his face was swollen.

The tarantula was also gloomy and was about to drip water, looked at Mu Fan and sneered: "You are very powerful, very strong, but if you want to win, I am still a little bit behind." ”

"You're not much stronger, if I hadn't fought too little, how would you be my opponent?" Mu Fan's silver teeth clenched, and he stood with his body propped up.

At this moment, the difference in physical strength between the two is clear at a glance, although Mu Fan is in the late stage of internal strength, he is still a teenager, and he does not have Qin Feng's strong physique, and his physical strength has already fallen behind.