On this day, as long as the rich people who have been to the black village will receive a text message, tomorrow the black village will hold an unprecedented thirty consecutive duels, and there will be a black boxing king duel at the end, please come!

For a while, the upper class of the entire Xizhou was alarmed, and they brought relatives and friends to the black village one after another, joining in the fun, looking for excitement, and adding luster to the boring life.

An unprecedented grand occasion appeared, the wide streets of Heicun were congested, the hotels were full, and all kinds of entertainment venues were crowded, even Zhang Wu's father, Zhang Zhiwei, was brought by the boss of their company.

Looking east and west, Zhang Zhiwei is like a person from the mountains, looking around, as if he has never seen the market, he can't imagine that there is such a lively place in Xizhou, which is really eye-opening.

Today's heaviest task is Xiaoxi, not only the players who play black boxing feel tired, but the host is also tired, 30 games, to mobilize the atmosphere of the scene, the brain melon seed organization language, the mouth can't stop, and you have to watch the bloody scene in the ring, 30 consecutive duels, destined to be like a mountain!

Ring 10, VIP room on the second floor.

Nan Fansheng looked at Li He, whose appearance and temperament had changed greatly, and sighed, the relationship between master and apprentice seemed to be diluted, not as close as before, he could talk and laugh, Li He used to be even more respectful to him, full of respect.

And now, after leaving the mountain, you don't go to see the master first, but let the master come to you, which can already explain a lot.

The two were speechless when they saw each other, Nan Fansheng didn't know what to say, Li He cherished words like gold, his personality became dull, his humanity wore out, all benevolence, righteousness and morality left him, and he didn't even respect the teacher in his heart, and became a killing machine.

"Li He, you have become like this, the master has a lot of responsibility, I am ashamed of you, take your time, it will be fine in a few years" Nan Fansheng shook his head and waved his hand to let Li He step back.

Rolling red dust, a place of refining the heart, as long as Li He works in the red dust for two years and comes into contact with all kinds of warm-hearted people, his humanity will come back, his coldness will fade, and he will be assimilated by the people around him.

It's not that the killing machine really has no feelings, it's just that it has suppressed human nature, in order to adapt to that cruel environment, only loneliness can survive, and when it returns to society, the enthusiasm will come back after a while, but it's definitely not as intense as before.

For example, the poison eagle, as well as those black boxers, have all experienced the days of becoming killing machines, but after crawling and rolling in the red dust for a period of time, they will naturally have a human taste and understand the sophistication of human feelings.

And behind the No. 10 boxing ring, Xiao Xi was reading Li He's information, and when he saw that Li He and Zhang Wu were senior brothers, his heart immediately moved, his boyfriend's senior brother must take care of him more!

Zhang Zhiwei followed the boss, from the No. 1 ring to the No. 10 ring, the fight gradually escalated, the more ferocious the fight became, and the blood splashed everywhere, making him an honest man tremble.

Sitting in the audience seat of the No. 10 arena, all around are big bosses, there are not a few people worth hundreds of millions, the wealthy and noble families in Xizhou basically gathered together, all of them came to see the black boxing match, Zhang Zhiwei was silent, they are all characters to look up to!

At eight o'clock in the evening, a magnificent red light flashed, and Xiaoxi appeared, with a long skirt reaching the ground, flaming red lips, extremely beautiful, and a beautiful voice to introduce the game.

And Zhang Zhiwei in the audience was stupid, full of disbelief, rubbed his eyes vigorously, and looked again, this is not his son's girlfriend Xiaoxi!

In an instant, many thoughts flashed in Zhang Zhiwei's heart, looking at the radiant Xiaoxi on the stage, and thinking that when she asked Xiaoxi what she was doing, she replied to the host.

What a host!

It's just that hosting a show in this kind of place, Zhang Zhiwei is unacceptable, and he secretly decided in his heart, my son is not unwanted, isn't there that high school classmate Han Xiaolei, no worse than Xiaoxi, how good can the girl in this smoky miasma be to go, my son must not find a thousand people to ride!

Xiao Xi didn't know this, the arena was too big, and Zhang Zhiwei's company could only be regarded as a medium-sized enterprise in Xizhou, so the seat was in the back, and Xiao Xi couldn't see it at all.

After some introduction, Li He was invited to play with his opponent, and the 30-game duel officially began.

It was not the first time Li He had fought black boxing, he had a winning record, and it was also the first death and survival that made him decide to go to the devil's training camp.

When he got into the ring again, he no longer had the nervousness he had at the beginning, and the opponent was like grass and trees in his eyes, just with more legs.

The steel cage was closed, the bell fell, Li He didn't even look at it, one leg swept out like an iron axe, and the opponent was kicked out before he had time to react, and died tragically on the spot.

After more than ten consecutive games, it was like this, it was like a bamboo, extremely ferocious, and there was no life under the legs, no matter what the reason was to fight black boxing, whether you want to support your family, or if you want to earn money to save your children, Li He doesn't care so much, as long as you dare to come up, being kicked is your end!

By the time of the 14th game, the rookie Wang who had won 50 consecutive victories came to power, but he still couldn't avoid the fatal leg, and the gap was alive.

After the hit, the visitors went crazy, like crazy star chasers, hysterical, shouting with all their strength: "One leg, one leg, one leg!"

It was accompanied by a crazy pressure on money, and some people even pressed out all their worth, affected by the fiery atmosphere of the scene, their eyes were red, they couldn't suppress their excitement, and they stood on the seat and shook their fists hard, screaming heartbreakingly.

By the time of the 17th game, the odds were overwhelmed, and everyone on the scene pressed Li He to win, and even Zhang Zhiwei was enthusiastic, unable to control his emotions, and followed others to press money.

How can it go on like this, and how can the black village make money?

In the 18th game, the Poison Eagle directly sent a player with a hundred consecutive victories, who also came out of the devil's training camp, killing people like hemp, nicknamed "The Devil!"

Therefore, this person is an extremist, believes in a cult, has fanatical religious beliefs, is ruthless, never leaves a living mouth among his subordinates, worships the power that faith can bring to himself, and wants to bathe himself in the blood of the enemy, he is simply a madman.

But such people have a lot of fans.

When the devil appeared, the one-sided atmosphere immediately broke, and many people no longer supported Li He, but were more optimistic about the devil, because his record was there, and he was incredibly powerful, far from being comparable to Li He, who had played 18 games.

When the killing machine meets the devil, which is stronger and which is weaker?

In this game, Li He finally met his opponent, and for the first time, he didn't kill the opponent with one leg.

The devil's style of play is completely lifeless, all life-for-life tricks, ferocious but not spiritual, few rules, legs like a windmill continuous attack, not stingy with his physical strength, with a fanatical energy to support himself.

It's like us ordinary people fighting, and when we get red-eyed, we will only go up and tear and scratch him, and we can kick him down with our legs, but you don't care, just fight with a stream of blood, the devil is like this.

gave it to an ordinary black boxer, of course, he would be killed by the devil's one-on-one attack and lifeless method, but Li He was different, his heart was cold to the extreme, and the ferocity couldn't scare him at all, and finally kicked the devil's stomach into a bloody hole.

Even at this point, the devil did not give up the idea of killing Li He, and his fanatical belief made him ignore it, his intestines flowed out, and he still wanted to stand up and attack Li He, until the moment of death, his eyes became clear, as if relieved.

In this scene, many spectators went bankrupt, fell from heaven to hell, and became rich and destitute.

If you want to get rich all of a sudden, double your assets, you have to have the consciousness of being poor.

Someone went crazy and made trouble at the venue, but how could it be the opponent of the black village, a few strong men came up and threw him out directly and threw him on the street, like a lost dog, revealing the cruelty of gambling.

The 30-game battle continues, and Li He's opponents are getting stronger and stronger, all of them are some extreme people, either fanatics or vicious killers, or madmen whose families have been killed by vendettas, or lawless people who have fled from other states.

When he played 27 games, Li He's body temperature rose because of strenuous exercise, and his vitality could not be locked, but he couldn't sweat and deflat, otherwise his physical strength would decline, his spirit would be sluggish, and he would definitely be beaten to death.

Rare hard fight with people, punch out, pores open and close, vitality rushes, use dark energy to beat the other party to death, and then the temples are bulging, the hands are moving, and the air is slowly punched, like tearing cotton, and then violently recycling, and at the same time, the tail vertebrae, a cool air goes straight to the top of the head, impacting the heat-generating organs in the body.

This cold and hot, the strength swayed back and forth, like the waves of a big river, and finally stabilized the vitality.

And Nan Fansheng, who was in the VIP room, just watched all this quietly, but his heart was not calm.

In fact, the reason why Nan Fansheng cultivated Li He, the original intention was just to find a sparring partner for Zhang Wu, so that Li He could achieve Zhang Wu.

Although Li He was also accepted as a true disciple, only Zhang Wu had inherited many secrets of the real internal family skills, and Li He only learned some of the simplest things.

But now it seems that you can't just judge the future of others based on your own feelings.

Zhang Wu is indeed very good, and he has lived up to Nan Fansheng's hard work, but Li He is not bad, even more fierce, he does not rely on the master's background, he is not valued by the master, he only relies on his own ability to get to this day, dare to compete with the black boxing king, and the sky is unmatched!

In the last of the thirty consecutive duels, it was already early in the morning, Xiaoxi was dumb, racking his brains all night, his mouth did not stop, and he couldn't make a sound when he spoke.

When the final battle came, Li He was given half an hour of rest to sit on the blood-stained ring and close his eyes to recuperate.

VIP lounge on the second floor.

The poison eagle came to Nan Fansheng to ask for instructions on which black boxing king should be sent to fight, because only Nan Fansheng could suppress those black boxing kings, and he only listened to him.

The poison eagle doesn't need to move people at all, they are all fierce to the extreme, trying to instruct others, delusional!

And Nan Fansheng was silent, looking at Li He in the ring through the glass window, his mind was complicated, he didn't fulfill his responsibilities as a master!

"I'll fight in person! You go to find dozens of pots of flowers, put them in a straight line, ten meters long, I want to perform a stunt, in the end, Li He will lose, thirty consecutive defeats in the last one, a shocking reversal, many people will jump off the building and die tonight!" Nan Fansheng sighed, calculated everything, and had his own plans in his heart.

It's just that those rich people are suffering, if they use all their net worth to press Li He to win, they are doomed to lose all their money!

Hearing this, the poison eagle looked at Nan Fansheng blankly, a little stupid, it is normal for the master to teach his apprentice a lesson, but it is really unprecedented to go to the black boxing ring to fight to the death!

"I'll arrange it!" Although the poison eagle didn't know what it meant, since Nan Fansheng had decided so, you don't have to worry about whether Li He lives or dies, just do your part.

Xiao Xi listened to the command of the poisonous eagle in the headphones, and she was also stupid.

Nan Fansheng actually wanted to go on stage to fight with his apprentice, the master and apprentice killed each other, so that her head couldn't turn around, one is her boyfriend's senior brother, and the other is her boyfriend's master, how is it good?

It wasn't until the poison eagle shouted a few times that Xiao Xi reacted, but she was clever enough to definitely not participate in this matter, otherwise Zhang Wu would definitely blame her, so she had to pretend to "uh-huh-hmm" and wanted to speak, but her voice was hoarse and she couldn't speak!

It's hard to say anything about the poison eagle, but he doesn't want to be this wicked person, so he casually finds a beautiful woman on stage and gives an order, saying that a mysterious master is here today, and he wants to perform a stunt for everyone, and then he will face off with Li He.

And Li He looked at Nan Fansheng who came out, stunned, and his cold psychology finally fluctuated, and he couldn't figure out why.

Nan Fansheng smiled slightly at the audience, looked at the twenty pots of flowers in front of him, arranged in a ten-meter straight line, and said nothing.

Those who know themselves are fate, and those who don't know are too lazy to explain, but you always have to show your ability to calm everyone, otherwise why fight against Li He, people have won 29 consecutive victories, what about you?

If you don't suppress everyone, if you take the stage and win Li He, it will only damage the reputation of the black village, and let others say that you are operating in the dark, and you are crazy in order to make money, who will come in the future?

I saw Nan Fansheng standing quietly, the internal power was running and not showing the outside, the clothes on his body seemed to be blown up by a gust of wind, and the corners of his clothes were windless and automatic, and then walked forward, the whole person left the ground, stepped on the top of the flower pole, like floating in the air, and walked naturally through the ten-meter-long flower road, and the flower pole was all right!

This kind of magic skill shocked everyone, only the legendary treading snow without a trace and crossing the river with a reed can be comparable to Nan Fansheng's stunt.

Ordinary people only think that this is a myth, but Li He understands the truth, which is similar to the Taijiquan stunt "Birds Don't Fly", but it is more advanced.

If a sparrow wants to fly, it must kick the ground with its paws and give it a force to fly, just like an airplane has to glide for a distance before it can take off.

Put the sparrow in your hand, you use the palm of your hand to sense the weak force of the bird's kicking, it kicks you and you sink the meat on your hand to unload its kicking force, even if it flutters hard, but the rising strength is not enough, it naturally can't fly in the hand, but that kind of sensitive and instantaneous reaction speed, the transformation may not be able to do.

And Nan Fansheng's hand is even smarter, the stem of the flower is very fragile, only a little tough, and he doesn't dare to step on it, neither light nor heavy.

The moment you step on the flower, you can sense the support force of the flower pole with the perception of the soles of your feet, and realize the force, and the center of gravity of your body will just fall on it, and with that little elasticity, you can continue walking.

But you sense that the weight of the body is enough to collapse the flower pole, and there must be a strong internal power to operate, the electromagnetic energy in the body is repulsed by the geomagnetic force, and the body is light and fluttering, which is the most critical!

Nan Fansheng's internal strength can support the weight of the whole body, which shows that it is powerful!

After the performance of this hand, the audience was silent, such a shocking magic skill, could it be that this old man in the south is a god descending to earth?