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In VIP Room 6 on the second floor of the arena, a young man in a white casual suit was staring intently at the fighting stage, to be precise, his gaze resting on Xiong Xingxing, who had the captain of the orangutan. The young man was very beautiful, his slightly slender cheeks were as white as a girl, and the corners of his mouth were slightly curved, as if he was smiling, but not like it, he was very pleasant, and he held a wine glass in his right hand and shook it gently.

Inside the glass was a small half glass of purple-red liquid, which rippled slightly in the shaking.

Not far from the young man sat a middle-aged man, holding a thick cigar cigarette in his hand, but he didn't light it, because Gao Gongzi opposite didn't like people to smoke in his place.

"Mr. Gao, how are you thinking about it? The game is about to begin. After a long time, the young man couldn't help but speak.

Hearing this, the young man showed a faint smile, took a sip of the purple-red liquid in the wine glass, and then said slowly: "Two million." ”

The middle-aged man was slightly happy when he heard this, but the next moment his face instantly froze, because the young man added two more words, "Tiger King." ”

"What ......" The middle-aged man's face instantly turned into the color of killing pigs, in his consciousness, the other party should have chosen the chimpanzee, because every time the other party came to the fighting arena, he was not favored by the side, why did the other party suddenly change the direction of the wind today?

The young man kept a faint smile and repeated. "I'm betting on the Tiger King for two million."

"Yes, young master." Standing behind the young man, a man in black immediately led the way out of VIP Room Six.

The middle-aged man got up, adjusted his ugly face slightly, barely showed a smile that was even more ugly than crying, and said politely: "Master Gao, the game will start soon, I won't bother you." ”

The young man nodded, continuing to look at the center stage of the arena.

The middle-aged man took a light breath and walked slowly towards the door, but when he stepped out of the door with one foot. Behind him, a young man's voice could be heard.

"If you don't come and bother me. I think the two million will be staked on Captain Orangutan. ”

The middle-aged man's footsteps slowed, and his face immediately became extremely complicated, and he wanted to come over to wake up, but he didn't want to backfire. For a while, he didn't know how to describe his feelings.

……

Zhu Chang, Qi Jian and Yongping originally planned to bet 500 star Luo coins each. But when the host quotes the odds. But they were angry and bet a thousand star coins, yes, they were a little angry. The odds on both sides are obviously not optimistic about the bear star.

"Grandma's, how dare you despise our orangutan captain."

"Boss Xiong, come on, beat that tiger king into a pig's head king."

……

Fang Shi shook his head a little helplessly, he was not interested in betting on such a thing, but in the spirit of a friend's mentality, he also bet, but the amount was still a predetermined amount of five hundred star Luo coins.

Soon, the fight on the stage began at the command of the referee.

Tiger King Tiger roared angrily, his fist was like a fierce tiger, and he smashed into Xiong Xingxing almost instantly.

"So fast!" Xiong Xingxing's pupils shrank slightly, and his right foot immediately took a step towards his calf, bowed, exerted force, and met Lu with the same unflinching fist.

"Bang!"

The clashing of fists against fists, the dull sound of crashing resounded in the center of the stage.

Under the impact of the force and the force, the two of them took a few steps backwards, but Tiger was obviously one step back less than Xiong Xingxing.

Looking at the instantaneous blow of the two on the stage, Fang Shi's eyes narrowed slightly, judging from the results, the strength of this Tiger King Tiger is obviously greater than that of Xiong Xing, but he knows that the real fighting of the Dao is not only based on strength, but also depends on the fighting skills of both sides.

Soon, the two quickly fought together again. The fists were like a tide, slapping each other wave after wave; The legs are like a strong wind, staggered, showing their respective leg skills. The two men have similar fighting styles, fierce and neat, with little mud and water, and each blow seems to be a powerful combination of speed and force.

One-minute, two-minute, three-minute......

After a fierce battle, the strength of the two seemed to be equal, and neither side seemed to have any benefits. However, the battle between the two people is not so simple on the surface, Tiger is establishing an advantage little by little, once it accumulates to a certain extent or Xiong Xing makes a big mistake, Tiger can grasp the victory, this style of play is steady, step by step, it is a way of playing with the least risk, and it is also a very smart way of playing.

Indeed, as Fang Shi thought, Xiong Xingxing realized that with the continuous consumption, the space he could play was being compressed by the other party little by little, if he couldn't break this state of continuous deterioration, when the space for play was compressed to a certain extent, then he was doomed to fail.

"Bell, bell, bell......"

In the tenth minute, the referee finally rang the bell for the first node. This kind of fighting match has a node every ten minutes, allowing for a minute of rest, and you can barely adjust your state.

The sweat on Xiong Xingxing's cheeks is like running water, and the high-intensity fierce battle is the most physically exhausting, not to mention that it lasts for ten minutes, and ordinary people who continue to fight for ten minutes are probably close to exhaustion, but the endurance of soldiers in this area is much stronger than that of ordinary people.

Fang Shi, Qi Jian and others were already standing under the ring waiting, and Zhu Chang even went up to the stage to help the staff in the arena give Xiong Xingxing a massage.

"Boss Xiong, you can't do it, if you can't, admit defeat." Zhu Chang reminded Xiong Xingxing while helping him massage that at this time, he naturally saw that Xiong Xingxing was obviously at a disadvantage, and he had also heard of the prestige of this Tiger King Tiger, and it would not be good if he was injured.

Xiong Xingxing gasped and said, ", Lao Tzu hasn't been beaten down yet." ”

A minute passed quickly, and before Xiong Xingxing's heavy breathing could adjust, he entered a fierce battle with Tiger again.

At this time, the movements of the two were obviously slightly slower than the initial battle by half a beat.

With the continuous attrition, Xiong Xingxing became more and more powerless, and soon after the beginning of the second quarter, he suffered an attack from the opponent's joint technique, but fortunately, the part that was hit was only the shoulder, he quickly adjusted, if he was attacked to the key part, I am afraid he would have lost. In the subsequent battles, he completely turned into a defensive state, defending more and attacking less, and the space to play was further compressed, and it was difficult to win unless the opponent made any major mistakes.

Tiger King Tiger became more and more courageous, gradually gaining the initiative in the battle, grasping the basic rhythm of the battle, and his advantage is still growing at a faster rate.

Not long after, Xiong Xingxing hit two more attacks in succession, which were not critical parts, but he barely held on.

Fang Shi in the audience frowned slightly, and there were some doubts in his heart, from the two attacks just now, he had already sensed that this Tiger had a chance to defeat Xiong Xingxing with one blow, but the other party seemed to have deliberately let go of the opportunity, could it be that he had the intention of playing? (To be continued......)