A few people inquired all the way to find out that the ring was in the basement, and Jane muttered, "No wonder I can't find it, it turned out to be in the basement!" ”

Walking into the basement, the audience was already full of people, and the surroundings were dim, and they could only see the outlines of the people, but they looked down on the appearance of the people.

In the ring, the host held the microphone and said impassionedly, "Welcome everyone to visit our life and death ring, first of all, I want to introduce the rules of our life and death ring."

The ring match is divided into white and black, white is the warrior who has the peak of the strength, and black is also the warrior Xiang Heng who has the peak of the strength, and the two sides signed a life and death game, the winner is also divided into life and death.

Now it's our turn to bet, a bet must not be less than 10 million, each win will get 10 million bonus, if you win five games in a row, you can get 200 million bonus..."

As soon as these words came out, Yu Tianrui gasped slightly, even Tang Qi was dumbfounded, "This is too exaggerated, if according to the host, is it that one person will die every time you win?" ”

Is that how life is wasted here?

The host's voice suddenly raised, "Okay, don't say much, now we have our contestants, White Ghost Sorrow and Black Xiang Heng..."

Soon, the two exits were illuminated by the spotlights, and a burly, fleshy man walked out, his face fierce and his eyes full of murder, and he yelled at the audience.

As for what it was roaring, no one knows.

On the other side, a handsome young man walked out of the entrance of the competition, he exuded a cold atmosphere, and walked out of the passage step by step, with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he didn't pay attention to this game, but more like he came to play in the mountains and rivers.

The audience burst into thunderous applause and passionate screams.

The atmosphere was suddenly pushed to the top.

The host immediately took advantage of the victory to chase, "The following is the betting time, please press the white button if you are worried about the ghost, and if you choose the horizontal item, please press the black button, and the game will officially start in one minute!" ”

Tang Qi looked at Ye Qingli and said in a low voice, "Miss Ye, do you need to place a bet?" The eldest brother explained that no matter what Miss Ye needs, I must do my best to meet it! ”

Ye Qingli glanced at him lightly, "No need!" ”

Tang Qi nodded and sat upright.

A minute later, the battle of life and death finally began.

On the ring, Xiang Heng stood there with a proud attitude, looked at the ghost with contempt, raised his thumb and then spun down, "You, within ten moves, will be defeated!" ”

Wow~

There were bursts of exclamations from the audience, I feel that this Xiang Heng is too arrogant, in terms of height, the height of the ghost is one meter nine, and Xiang Heng is only one meter eight tall, such a gap, it is hard to imagine how Xiang Heng can win the ghost of the tower that is too high!

But no matter what, Xiang Heng's cattle were blown out, and they could only wait and see what happened, and there was no other way.

Ghost saw sorrow after listening to Xiang Heng's words, smiled mockingly, and touched his fists, "It's really arrogant, you want to kill me?" Just ask my fist if you say yes! ”

As he spoke, he took the lead in throwing a punch, and his punch was so fast and so hard that the air seemed to burst, making a rumbling sound, as if the whole ring was trembling, and everyone in the audience held their breath, their eyes widened and waited for the result.

Boom Boom –

A violent explosion resounded throughout the basement, and almost all the chairs in the front row of the audience were shattered near the ring.

When the white smoke cleared, I saw that the two were already fighting together, don't look at the ghost and see the burly figure, but his offensive is very sharp, and his movements are fast and fast, like lightning.

Xiang Heng's reaction was more keen, and he could judge the direction of his fist almost at the same time as he smashed his fist, and he could dodge it lightly every time.

"Why does this Xiang Heng keep hiding and not fighting back?" Jian pouted slightly dissatisfied.

Ye Qingli shook his head and explained, "He is consuming the other party's physical strength, in terms of strength, Xiang Heng is definitely not as good as the ghost, so he deliberately provokes him, affects his mood, and consumes the true qi in his body, and when the true qi in the ghost is exhausted, the hunt has just begun!" ”

Sure enough, the ghost on the stage was already tired and panting, sweat was running down his forehead, and he finally realized what Xiang Heng wanted to do.

The dark tide in his eyes was surging, staring at Xiang Heng, and suddenly jumped up and kicked Xiang Heng in the chest with a flying leg.

His movements were extremely fast, and he reached Xiang Heng in the blink of an eye.

However, Xiang Heng still didn't move, and when he rushed to him, he suddenly stretched out his right arm, clamped his wrist, and firmly grabbed the ghostly ankle!

A faint glimmer of imperceptible light flashed in the eyes of the ghost, and it was just in time, he took advantage of his strength to stand up and slammed his fist directly into Xiang Heng's face.

"Hmph, I guessed you'd use this method, how could I possibly give you a chance?"

Xiang Heng's face showed a hideous smile, his wrist flipped, and his ankle was instantly crushed, he snorted, staggered back, Xiang Heng followed closely and stepped forward, his fist was cold and merciless.

Seeing that the ghost gritted his teeth and endured the pain, he pounced again, and the two started a fierce battle in the ring again.

The audience in the audience watched with enthusiasm.

"Wow, this Xiang Heng is very strong!"

"Nonsense, it is said that this Xiang Heng is an apprentice of the Xuantian Daoist, can he not be powerful?"

"I see, no wonder it's so arrogant."

"It seems that the ghost can't live today..."

On the stage, the ghost was worried for a while, and was slapped on the left rib by Xiang Heng's palm, and blood suddenly spurted out of his mouth.

Xiang Heng took advantage of the victory to chase without leaving any room for him, and he shouted, "Give me death!" ”

He lifted his right foot, aimed it at the ghostly knee socket, and kicked it down.

There was a click, a crisp sound of bones shattering.

Seeing a heart-rending scream, the ghost fell to his knees on the ground, holding his legs and wailing.

The audience was suddenly silent.

No one could have imagined that a wonderful duel would evolve into the current situation.

The devil lost sadly, and he lost so miserably...

The strength of this Xiang Heng is inevitably a little too terrifying!

However, the people in the audience who bet on Xiang Heng to win immediately stood up and cheered excitedly, "Xiang Heng, Xiang Heng, Xiang Heng..."

Not just who, shouted, "Kill him!" ”

Then the style of painting changed, from shouting his name at the beginning, directly changed to, "Kill him!" ”

The ghost didn't look up, his eyes flashed with bloodthirsty light, and just when Xiang Heng wanted to get closer, he suddenly slapped his palms on the ground, and the whole person jumped up and burst into a shout.

"Sun Palm!"