Chapter 30 Rising Fighting, the Prototype of Fist Intent

"An Shao, what's wrong with you?"

The woman in her arms sensed that Duan An's mood was wrong and asked.

"Shut up!"

Duan An suddenly pushed the other party away.

"Ahh

The woman screamed, sat down on the ground, and looked at Duan An in horror.

At this time, An Zheng looked at the ring below with a gloomy face, staring at Chen Hao who walked up to the stage with his eyes.

For so many years, Duan Chen has always been very good to him and deliberately indulges him, so he has developed his flamboyant and domineering character.

And because his brother is Duan Chen, Duan An has never suffered any losses, and being broken by Chen Hao's leg is the biggest loss he has ever suffered in his life!

Originally, Duan An thought that Duan Chen would quickly stand up for himself and hand over the guy named Chen Hao to deal with himself, but he didn't expect that Duan Chen not only did not help him avenge, but also strictly ordered him not to go to Zhang Luo and others for trouble.

This naturally made Duan An feel very unhappy.

Duan Chen didn't tell him that Chen Hao was sent to the Jiulong Boxing Village by Zhang Luo, he was on a whim today and came to the Boxing Village to watch the game, but he didn't expect to meet Chen Hao to fight in the fight.

"Someone!"

Duan An suddenly shouted loudly.

The door of the box was opened, and a little brother leaned in: "An Shao? ”

"Buy me 100,000, buy Chen Hao and lose!"

Duan An said viciously.

Kowloon Boxing Village is the most profitable industry in Longwumen, and of course it is not just a little ticket money.

The most lucrative thing here is gambling boxing.

In a match like the seventh fight, it's normal to have hundreds of thousands of turnover overnight!

Once the ninth ring of Jiulong Boxing Village was opened, and the biggest bet in one night even exceeded three million!

The younger brother went to the manager here to place a bet, and the manager quickly returned to the box with the younger brother.

"An Shao, the quota you have stored here has been used up."

The manager said to Duan An with a smile on his face, "Do you think it's cash or?" ”

Duan An was stunned when he heard this.

Although he can't practice, as Duan Chen's younger brother, he has never been short of money, but he is used to being lavish and has no habit of saving money, and now he can't come up with 100,000 yuan in one go.

"Then sign the bill!"

Duan An said viciously.

"Okay."

The manager did not hesitate, walked up to Duan An, skillfully took out a document from his arms and handed it to the other party.

Duan An didn't even look at it, so he waved his pen and signed his name on it.

"I'll bet on you."

The manager smiled brightly, trotted away with the papers.

Duan An looked at the ring below, and at this time, the host was passionately introducing Xiong Zhixing, the champion of the seventh ring, to arouse the enthusiasm of the audience, and at the same time give everyone time to bet.

At this moment, Duan An saw a manager of the boxing village very politely leading the group into this venue.

"Zhang Luo!"

Duan An recognized at a glance that the person in the lead was Zhang Luo.

"Do you want to prop up your own horses?"

Duan An clenched his fists and watched as Zhang Luo was led up to the second floor and into a box on the west side.

......

"Luo Ye, do you want to bet and play a hand?"

The manager who led Zhang Luo into the box bent down slightly and asked with a smile.

Zhang Luo originally wanted to come to Jiulong Boxing Village to meet Chen Hao and hand over his life to the other party, but he didn't expect to meet Chen Hao in a promotion fight, so he should sit down and take a look anyway, so he asked people to take him into the box.

Hearing the manager's words, Zhang Luo looked at the ring below and said casually:

"Okay, then I'll buy 100,000, Chen Haosheng."

"Howler!"

When the manager heard this, a smile bloomed on his face, and he didn't even ask Zhang Luo to pay the money first, so he turned around and left to place a bet.

Who doesn't know that this Luo Ye is the God of Wealth of Longwumen? With only 100,000 yuan, of course the manager is not worried that Zhang Luo will not be able to afford it.

"Brother Luo, can Ah Hao win?"

Zhao Yihu, who entered the box with Zhang Luo, asked.

Zhang Luo smiled and looked at Chen Hao, who was obviously stronger in the ring below:

"Ah Hao is too impulsive, and I don't know how sure he is that he can win."

"Then you still bet 100,000?"

Zhao Yihu's eyes widened.

"Hahaha, you should support your brother. Ah Hu, if you end up fighting, I will buy you 100,000. ”

Zhang Luo said with a smile.

He's clearly in a good mood tonight.

The processing plant is coming back smoothly, and the life beads are upgraded and the life seeds are all things worth celebrating.

"Hey, hey."

Zhao Yihu also laughed when he heard this, and felt that Brother Luo was really righteous enough!

Soon, the race below began.

As a challenger, Chen Hao launched a fierce attack as soon as he came up, while Xiong Zhixing, the champion of the seventh ring, played more conservatively and focused on defense.

Xiong Zhixing has been the seventh champion for nearly two years, and with his strength, he could have been promoted to the eighth champion a long time ago, but he is unwilling, so he wants to stay in the seventh ring as the champion, because it will be relatively easier to make money.

As for Chen Hao, he came to Jiulong Boxing Village to improve his strength, not to make money, so he was in a hurry to get promoted.

He didn't forget what he promised Zhang Luo, to fight to the ninth ring as fast as possible!

The fists and feet of the two Bone Cutting Realm martial cultivators collided, and the sound of gold and iron clashing resounded in this venue.

Not only that, but the two of them often hit the afterimage when they punch and kick, and they make a series of empty explosions!

Such a momentum made the audience present shout and cheer thunderously.

"Ah Hao is still a little impulsive."

After looking at it for a while, Zhang Luo suddenly spoke.

The vast majority of the audience present actually didn't see any problems, and everyone felt that Chen Hao was gaining the upper hand.

Suddenly, Xiong Zhixing in the boxing ring caught a flaw in Chen Hao, and turned around fiercely and swung his elbow and smashed it on Chen Hao's temple!

Bang!!!

Even a steel bar would be smashed like this, and although the Bone Cutting Realm was known as the 'Iron Bone', Chen Hao was also a little dizzy after being hit.

Xiong Zhixing succeeded with one move, and the offensive was like mercury pouring out of the ground, pouring out in an instant!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Chen Hao was hit one after another, and his body was swayed.

"Good!"

"Kill him!"

"Kill this crumb!!"

In the box, Duan An shouted loudly almost frantically.

He had already decided, after Xiong Zhixing won the game for a while, he would run to Zhang Luo to show off and look at the other party's ugly face!

At this time, almost everyone present felt that the overall situation had been decided, and Chen Hao had lost.

But Zhang Luo, who was sitting in the box, didn't think so.

Chen Hao was brought on the road of martial arts cultivation by him, and he saw with his own eyes how this man who grew up in the mine practiced boxing and fought with people.

This seemingly honest man has the most ruthless meaning in his heart!

And what a martial cultivator needs most is also the most precious, which is precisely what it means.

In the ring, Chen Hao's face was already covered with blood, and his consciousness was a little blurred, completely relying on his subconscious instinct to react to defend against Xiong Zhixing's heavy punches.

In a trance, he flashed in his mind the picture of fighting with a group of children older than himself on the mine for a steamed bun and almost died.

His father was a bad gambler, and when he was ten years old, his mother fell ill and died, and the gambler's father sold him to a black mine.

He lived in that mine for seven years, and it was Zhang Luo who took him out of that hellish place, and it was Zhang Luo who gave him a new lease of life, making him from a wild dog that no one cared for to a monk admired by thousands of people!

On the day he became a martial artist, Chen Hao secretly swore that even if he exhausted the last drop of blood in his life, he would definitely climb up, rush forward, and become a more useful person.

Not for anything else, just to repay Zhang Luo.

"I promised Brother Luo to fight the ninth ring as fast as possible, how can I fall here?"

Bang! Bang!

Two thumps rang out almost simultaneously.

One blow was Xiong Zhixing hitting Chen Hao, and the other blow was Chen Hao punching Xiong Zhixing.

Xiong Zhixing was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Chen Hao to fight back like this.

Then he met Chen Hao's eyes:

Crazy, fearless, fierce!

"Ahh

In the ring, Chen Hao roared and punched Xiong Zhixing.

No defense, no dodge, is the most direct attack against attack!

Xiong Zhixing didn't care at first, he felt that Chen Hao was already at the end of his crossbow, and he could win by fighting a few punches with the other party.

As a result, after the two sides fought each other for more than a dozen punches, Xiong Zhixing felt that something was wrong.

Not only did Chen Hao not fall, but the speed and power of his punches continued to rise?!

The other party is like a god of war who is getting braver and braver, and he will never fall!

Xiong Zhixing suddenly felt an invisible sense of oppression from Chen Hao, which made his punches more and more unsmooth.

"It's ......."

Xiong Zhixing's eyes were horrified.

"Fist Intent Prototype!"

In the box, Zhang Luo stood up abruptly and looked at Chen Hao below in surprise.

"Found a treasure!"

A big smile bloomed on his face.

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PS: Brother Meng, don't say in the book review area that this is an underworld text, let's this is a serious Xiuxian Wenha~