When he came back to his senses, Qu Xianxian had already won, and his hands were full of bandages, Chen Xiaonian couldn't help but ask

"Are you alright?"

"It's okay, the brother's own recovery ability is also very strong"

"I know" Chen Xiaonian pouted, I have been beaten so many times, can I still not know?

"Next game, please a1 game, Chen Xiaonian Knight, get ready to enter, D-grade match!"

"D-level is already a very high strength," the host said, "There will only be two D-level life and death matches every day in the A1 venue, and there will be no C-level life and death matches, because the power of C-level is enough to tear down our venue."

"You remember to bet on me"

Chen Xiaonian explained to Qu and went upstairs, followed the receptionist in various passages, and almost dizzy before arriving at the venue.

"This should be Chen Xiaonian, right?" The host asked curiously

Chen Xiaonian nodded slightly, and the host said softly: "Do you know that the opposite side is Tianyu's D-level boxing king?" ”

Chen Xiaonian was stunned for a moment, and the host continued: "Because there is Knight in the D-level life and death match in the a1 venue, no one has been willing to come to a1 to play the D-level match for a long time."

Chen Xiaonian was speechless for a while, it turned out that he was still being calculated invisibly.

"Good luck" The host patted Chen Xiaonian on the shoulder, and Knight also came on the stage, the host picked up the microphone, raised his voice and shouted loudly:

"Let's welcome the King of the D-Rank! The King of Fighters Knight! ”

A tall and thin Caucasian man jumped into the ring, with medium-long blond hair, a hooked nose, and an indifference in his eyes, and a hint of curiosity in his indifference, he thought that no one would bother him during this time.

Chen Xiaonian sighed softly, I don't want to attract attention, bastard, but ......

Chen Xiaonian looked at the room where the first line of Wangqu was, and estimated that the bets had been placed, and he had lost his money.

The host looked at the dejected Chen Xiaonian and reminded: "The fight will start immediately"

Chen Xiaonian jumped into the ring helplessly, the red flow marks flowed under the wide robe, and the clouds were swallowed up, and he tried his best to create an illusion that was different from Qu Yi's ability.

Qu Yixian watched in the room and fell into deep thought when the odds reached 1 to 10 again, did the two brothers look so weak?

The first punch was a temptation, Knight didn't use much strength, but the punch speed was extremely fast, and the average D-class couldn't react at all, but Chen Xiaonian collided with his fist, and the two of them each took two steps back.

Knight looked surprised, this person is a little angry, it seems that he is not a fool who has been deceived, but as everyone knows, Chen Xiaonian reacted with him, this thing has a lot of strength......

Chen Xiaonian's expression became serious, this person's strength is similar to him, his mental energy is injured now, and he can't take the initiative to open his sixth sense, it's a tough battle.

Taking the initiative to attack, Chen Xiaonian moved, his body moving at high speed like a ghost, he had no fighting skills, and punched Knight in the face with a straightforward punch.

"Where did Tianyu find someone who could live under Knight for so long"

"The amazing odds always give me a sense of foreboding"

"Hey, isn't that the second master Zheng of Chinatown? He also came to see this? ”

"You don't come often, Second Master Zheng especially appreciates Knight, and he will watch every scene of Knight"

……

The second master Zheng in people's mouth, Zheng Renfeng, is the second-in-command of Chinatowns in three nearby cities, a B-level master, and a Chinese breathing method with a very strong inheritance.

Zheng Renfeng was wearing a Mao suit at this time, with a big cigarette in his mouth, and his hat was pulled very low, so that no one could see his expression clearly.

"It's a Chinese person, and the ability looks like a breathing method, but ...... Tsk, also like the infected who have been machined with body steam. ”

"A newcomer who came out to train? Practical skills and experience are very lacking."

Thinking of this, Zheng Renfeng chuckled

"Xiao Qi, he won in a while, let's keep it"

"Okay, boss"

The man standing behind Zheng Renfeng responded softly in the dark

"I'm going to pack up and go back to China in the past two days, don't be left behind by Shi Jinxing's old boy, he's so annoying, he actually said that I, Zheng Renfeng, will be treasonous?"

Xiao Qi was a little surprised, the boss actually wanted to return to China, and he thought that he would not go back until Nortons, the god of death, cleaned the Lobel family, and took advantage of the chaos to become the leader of Chinatown.

……

Maintaining the breathing rate, one punch, two punches, three punches, Chen Xiaonian learned a lot while being constantly beaten, such as Knight's devil-like breathing combat rhythm

Chen Xiaonian only felt sore, and Knight's fist fell like raindrops, but fortunately, the skin of the mayfly was thick, and he gritted his teeth and endured it.

Following the rhythm of the breathing method, Chen Xiaonian gradually began to resist, but ...... I didn't have a hand to cover my face, and it hurt even more when I was beaten!

"When I master this rhythm, who won't be confused?"

Chen Xiaonian held back a fire in his heart, hit hard, punched back, blocked, dodged, learned with his eyes, and practiced physically.

"It's been almost ten minutes, and it's not down, is it? How strong! ”

Knight wiped the sweat from his forehead, and he noticed that Chen Xiaonian's improvement was made, and each punch of Knight quickly transformed, becoming more rapid and deadly.

For Chen Xiaonian, this is like a long marathon suddenly encountering an uphill slope, and the pain is doubled......

"This is what really treats me as a sandbag"

Chen Xiaonian forcibly pulled away the distance from Knight, his mind was close to the response of his sixth sense, and he constantly began to adjust his breathing, using his breath to attack the other party.

"The other party is also breathing"

Knight frowned slightly, what kind of immortal breathing method is this, compared to this, the other party has survived for so long purely by the quality of breathing.

The audience in the audience has lost so much enthusiasm, and some have even become lethargic

A black fist fight lasted for about ten minutes, and the audience who liked to watch the bloody, fast, adrenaline-pumping desperate match couldn't stand the war of attrition between Knight and Chen Xiaonian......

"When is this a head, if it weren't for the fists, I would have thought it was an exhibition match"

"Hey, it's been a long time......"

The audience complained listlessly, and suddenly there was a bang, and the ceiling of the A1 venue was punched out of a hole that was not big or small.

A man wearing a very ordinary wide tunic jumped down, wearing headphones on his body, constantly flashing red, extremely conspicuous

"Some citizens reported that mayflies were found here"

"Codex of the Gods, Kill or Kill!"

The man rushed towards Chen Xiaonian in the ring like a cannonball

"Little Seven," Zheng Renfeng said softly

In an instant, a blue light flashed, blocking the man's steps, it was Xiao Qi behind Zheng Renfeng, dressed in white and holding a long hunting knife.

Zheng Renfeng had already known through an informant that the war puppets of the gods would come here, so he was hesitant to leave? But as soon as he heard the word mayfly, Zheng Renfeng decided to stay.

It turns out that this kid is a mayfly, he is really old and confused, except for the mayfly, who can hold the gun in Knight's hand for nearly half an hour?

"Stop!"

A huge palm made of water condensed slapped towards Xiao Qi and the war puppet.

A man with dark green hair and a seemingly unenergetic man rushed over, and it was the rain god of Tianyu Group, Maner.

"Fight out," Men said

Zheng Renfeng puffed and laughed, "Get out?" Are you commanding the war puppets of the gods? ”

"You guys go out" Man'er looked at Zheng Renfeng, "or I'll pinch these two mayflies to death"

"What if not?"

"What kind of thing are you rain gods?"

Zheng Renfeng smiled and snuffed out the big cigarette in his hand, threw it on the ground and twisted it with his toes, and the cyan fireworks behind him were gas.

"Even if the enemy is outnumbered, the last general can still take the head of the enemy general from the army of ten thousand!"