Chapter 139: Well, the manuscript is lost.
The first to shoot was still the mourner, the left hook and the right hook and the upper hook were all in one go, and those spectators who saw the distance couldn't help but breathe.
However, in the face of this attack, Fang Tian was not false at all, his writhing body was like a loach, and every attack of the undertaker was almost brushing his body.
Such a fast-paced exciting scene instantly ignited the hearts of many audiences, and they all stood up with cheers and applauded the mourners.
There were also many new viewers who watched Fang Tian's game for the first time, attracted by his dexterous style, and they were also chanting to cheer for Fang Tian in the stands, but compared to the number of fans of the mourners, it was a little weak.
And the staff of the underground boxing arena also saw the stitches at this time, wearing conspicuous red overalls, walking in various positions in the stands, and converging a large number of earth coins.
"Damn, that Huaxia kid is so handsome, I gave him a thousand earth coins!"
"A thousand earth coins also have the face to take out and press? I've got 5,000 Earth Coins here! The odds are three to one, and I can make a lot of money tonight! ”
"Hmph, are you still from the United States? Why did they run to support that Huaxia boy! I'll give the undertaker 8,000 Earth Coins! ”
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The chatter in the stands was endless, and in the ring, Fang Tian was dual-minded, dodging the attacks of the mourners while using his extraordinary hearing to capture the sound of every bet in the noisy crowd.
Under this circumstance, the expression on his face began to gradually change.
Seeing Fang Tian's nonchalant expression, the undertaker was so angry that he almost didn't take a breath.
"Damn, did this kid fight me seriously..."
Secretly saying in his heart, the corners of the undertaker's mouth twitched slightly, and a depressed expression appeared on his face.
However, the more depressed he was, the more angry he became, and every time he recalled the embarrassed figure that he had just flown out upside down, his teeth itched with hatred.
Another left hook punch blasted out, and the sharp fist almost made a piercing sound in the air, blasting away with a powerful force, but in the end, it still rubbed against the corner of Fang Tian's clothes, and failed to cause any damage at all.
Seeing this, the undertaker also stopped, and at the same time dispelled the idea of continuing the attack.
Although he didn't know where the other party's cultivation came from, this strange footsteps and body rotation really made him unable to catch a single hair.
If he continues to consume the other party like this, the final result must be that his physical strength is exhausted, and the other party will win without a fight.
"Whew..."
After breathing a long sigh of relief, he immediately retreated a few steps towards the rear, keeping a relatively safe distance from Fang Tian.
At the same time, the moment the fight between the two of them stopped, everyone present almost unanimously breathed a sigh of relief, and raised their hands to wipe the cold sweat on their foreheads.
The speed of Fang Tian's fight with the undertaker just now was so fast that they couldn't see every move at all, and even their breathing was affected, becoming rapid and soothing for a while.
After relieving themselves, the first reaction of 80% of the people present was almost to invest high amounts of money.
"No, it's so cool to watch! I'll press 10,000 earth coins for that little brother in China. A certain big guy panted.
A certain Mi country Gao Fushuai said emotionally: "I also pressed 10,000 earth coins, this is the most ornamental game I have seen since I watched the boxing match, there is no one!" ”
"I gave the undertaker 10,000 earth coins to comfort, he has done his best!"
"Alas, is it true that people are old... Hehe, it's time for a young man to come up and toss! ”
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The originally silent arena suddenly became full of people, and even the host Gatlin, who had completely forgotten his identity at this moment, took out a handful of earth coins from the pocket of his suit, threw off his legs and ran to the stands: "I will press five thousand earth coins, which Chinese brother will be pressed!" ”
In the ring, the face of the mourner was very ugly, he could hear the shouts in the stands clearly, many people were supporting the Huaxia kid in front of him, and he even swept it with his afterglow, a few guys who were originally diehard fans of him, but they suddenly changed their faces at this moment, and they all turned black in an instant, and ran to the camp that supported the Huaxia boy.
"Damn, what a bunch of white-eyed wolves! Phew! ”
Cursing viciously, the undertaker spat out the old phlegm on the side of the field with a look of disgust, and for some reason, the old phlegm spit out surprisingly far, and finally fell to the edge of the stands.
However, his actions caused greater dissatisfaction among the audience.
"Hey, you damn bad old man, I look down on you!"
"Hmph, it's not good to be old, it's useless if you don't accept it, now this stage belongs to young people!"
"I support Brother Huaxia, although he is a little arrogant, but that's just young and frivolous, who is still young and young, am I right, everyone?"
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The mourners were heartbroken by the cynicism of the voice.
Bad old man? It's not good to be old?
These heartless spectators are not the time to watch me compete and cheer!
The mourner was angry, and the resentment in his heart had already run to his face at this moment, and the color of his whole face looked like red dates.
"Uncle, do you have anything else to say before the game is over?"
Seeing that the audience had already fallen to his side, Fang Tian sneered and said.
The mourner was stunned by his words, and was slightly stunned in place for a moment, secretly thinking about the meaning of the words.
But when he just reacted, when he raised his head, he found that Fang Tian's figure had disappeared in place at some point.
And when the cold voice sounded again, he was horrified to find that Fang Tian had actually come behind him.
"It seems that Uncle Duff really doesn't have anything to say..."
Fang Tian's cold words fell, and the mourner's heart thumped, and he hurriedly turned around to dodge, but he completely lost the opportunity.
Because, the other party's big hand like a vice has firmly locked his neck, no matter how much he tosses and struggles, it is useless.
This is the third time that such a strong hand is a little perverted.
The first time was in the lounge where he first met Fang Tian, and the second time was when he was captured by the other party a few minutes ago.
And the third time, right now...
It was at this moment that he was locked by the big hands behind him, unable to move.