"Boss, you don't want to lose money like this? I know that the thugs will win, but you can't make a profit by losing blood like this. ”

"How can you say that? When you were making a bet, I was also making a bet, and there was a mysterious young man who a little girl bought for 100,000 high-grade Xuanshi before, and my conscience was not happy. The businessman's expression was in place, and it moved many people to raise again: I have to bankrupt him!

On the dueling platform, Ling Zhishi looked at the face with a begging face from a distance, and he could always feel a sense of familiarity, but he couldn't remember that there was such a person.

"Boy, report your name, I don't want to fight with an unknown person. I will remember your name and know that you will be my next stepping stone!" the thug grinned and drew his long knife.

Ling Zhishi was unmoved, just smiled faintly in response.

After the duel in the last game, the thug's moves and exercises have a general understanding of themselves, the thug looks very easy to be agitated and irritable on the surface, but there are a lot of emotional scenes in his heart, and he is definitely a difficult opponent.

"Ignore me! Hmph, I don't know how thick the sky is!" the thug sneered, without any tension in his heart.

Ling Zhishi glanced at him lightly, and gently took out his ancient sword, the sound of iron grinding could be heard clearly by everyone in the audience. I saw him stretch out a finger and say coldly: "First move!"

The thug's eyes gradually became serious, his whole body condensed his aura, and he carefully watched Ling Zhishi's moves, "Right!" He laughed secretly in his heart, he already knew Ling Zhishi's moves and steps at that moment, the smile on his face became more and more cheerful, and his eyes kept locking on his left side.

But just when Ling Zhishi's afterimage was less than five meters away from him, there was a burst of yellow sand in front of him, and the figure of the other party disappeared......

At the same time, a whistling sound of breaking wind blew past his ears, and the thug's eyes suddenly shrank, and his heart suddenly became tense.

"It's already the second move. Ling Zhishi passed through his ears with a playful tone, although the voice was not loud, but it reached everyone's ears word for word.

"Give me death!" The thug's body shook, gave up the long sword in his hand, and quickly grabbed back, but unexpectedly caught it empty.

"Idiot, do you really think I'm going to give you time to pick up a weapon when you're giving up your weapon and switching to melee combat in such an embarrassing situation?"

The thug began to get fully serious, and a teenager in the dusty realm could make himself so embarrassed.

He let out a low roar, raised his hands, his eyes revealed a hint of cunning, by capturing, he had already accurately identified Ling Zhishi's position, rushed over in advance, his hands flashed at the same time, and he ran the ground-level mid-grade exercise of Breaking Empty Fist, and he had the strength of a thousand catties with one hand.

"Do you think I'm only going to play with knives?"

The thug was furious, and if he punched down, even if a person in the same realm as him had done this trick, he would be seriously injured if he didn't die!

These fists are powerful and fast, such a reaction force even many people in the audience are cold, and they still shake their heads sadly in their hearts, originally thinking that it would be a dark horse, but it is still no match for the thugs who are skilled in combat.

But the truth surprised everyone, the moment the thug's fists touched Ling Zhishi's body, they actually pierced hard, causing the ground in front of him to suddenly crack dozens of feet.

"What kind of exercise is this!"

The audience was silent, only a teenager who couldn't help but sigh said.

But you know, there have been two fights now, but the thugs have always been in a state of disadvantage, and they don't even have a chance to fight back. The speed of that young man was so fast, like a phantom, like a real thing.

But the thug still stood on the stage unharmed, that is, as long as he carried the third move, he could win!

"It's just ......" everyone's expressions began to become unnatural, how could it have become a victory that was originally hand-to-hand, but it became just that they could resist his three moves.

Faced with such a scene, even Wan Kui's face began to become unnatural, such a smooth and smooth operation...... This is definitely not something that an ordinary teenager can do, his combat skills and operations are even better than his own.

What shocked him even more was that even he couldn't figure out this young man's footwork, which was very mysterious.

"What's going on!" the thug felt like what had happened before was so unreal. But that's all there is left, and all the face that was before must be regained.

"Bloodfury Phantom Fist!"

The thug's whole body erupted, roared in a low voice, and countless fists appeared around him, and the golden light smashed wildly like rays in all directions, forming an absolute forbidden area.

Seeing this, Ling Zhishi took a few steps back, his eyes fixed on the thug's legs. Because there is no other way to attack, the enemy's upper body attack is simply seamless, and it takes a lot of money to attack it.

"Found you!"

The thug found that Ling Zhishi was in a daze, and did not give him any chance, took a step, and smashed his fist wildly towards his location. Ling Zhishi did not back down again, his eyes froze, and he performed an eagle hook step on his feet, and he actually rushed straight into countless fists.

At the same time, a cold light shuttled freely from the airtight fist, just stabbing into the thug's calf, and just when the fist was still one punch away from Ling Zhishi, it also stopped abruptly at the same time.

Ling Zhishi smiled faintly, stretched out his right hand and gently patted the thug's forehead, "Third move!"

The audience was silent, staring blankly at the scene in front of them, and they hadn't reacted to what was happening.

"We won! The thug resisted the boy's three moves, and I was so happy! Ninety-nine bets, and finally I won one at the hundredth time!" a gray-haired man in his fifties shouted excitedly.

"We won. Lie Han was also a little excited, looking at the thugs who were still standing in the dueling arena, and muttered to himself.

Faced with such a situation, Mad Niu's face became much gloomy, and he didn't dare to look up at Wan Kui's expression at this time.

"No! A sharp-eyed man pointed out and shouted. The others looked at the thug, but his eyes were dim and he remained motionless.

"I'm sorry! It looks like I won!" Ling Zhishi waved his hand helplessly. As soon as he finished saying this, the thug was lying on the ground very well, but a tiny silver needle had been pierced into his spine, calf, and elbow.