Peach Luck Shuangxiu

Chapter 360 The Real Instant Kill

"I thought there was a challenge from a master. It was originally a young man, but it was probably another self-righteous one, or someone short of money."

"Yes, we dare not bet on him."

"Hey, when will some powerful challengers come, let us also make some money."

Seeing Zhou Lang walk into the iron cage used for black boxing competitions, many people watching the battle thought that he would definitely lose.

There is such a rule in Cao Jinke's black boxing arena. In addition to the masters from all walks of life can challenge the ring master, the audience can also bet, but the bets can only be placed on the challenger.

There are many masters in the Hurricane boxing field, and few challengers can succeed. However, in order to attract boxing gamblers to bet, the odds are doubled. That is to say, if you bet 100 million, after the challenger wins, the bettors You can win 0.

Many people who came to gamble on boxing waited until a master challenged a boxer in the Hurricane Boxing Arena before placing their bets. For example, the black master before easily challenged and won a two-star boxer. People who gambled thought that he was powerful, at least four The level of a star boxer, so when he was fighting with the "Oriental Mad Dragon", at least hundreds of people bet on him.

Bang!

The iron door of the iron cage was closed at once, and the black boxing competition officially began.

Zhou Lang participated in this kind of competition for the first time, but he was not nervous or excited. He is a cultivator. If he was not performing missions for the military, he would not be so bored to fight black fists if he was to find Cao Jinke. After all, he is a cultivator. People and warriors are people from two worlds. Even the most powerful boxing champion in the world is a scum in front of him, and he can't even take a single move from him.

Of course, he is now participating in the black boxing competition just to force Cao Jinke out, and he will not display his real strength.

"My name is Zhu Kui, and I come from Huaxia, the world's most powerful fighting country. You dare to challenge me. You are really brave. If you are killed by me, you must remember my name when you go to the Hades to file a complaint."

"Oriental Mad Dragon" approached Zhou Lang contemptuously.

"I'm also from China." Zhou Lang said lightly.

"You come to punch like this?"

Seeing that Zhou Lang didn't seem to take him seriously, Zhu Kui moved forward and pressed him directly, and then punched Zhou Lang on the head with a jab.

In his eyes, the handsome Zhou Lang must be vulnerable.

Zhu Kui is worthy of being a master of internal boxing. Every time he punches, the air bursts, and the momentum is astonishing.

"This kid is dead."

"It turned out that Zhu Kui had hidden his strength earlier, which made me think he was no match for the black master, so I made a rash bet, and lost so much money."

The audience in the stands also exclaimed, the three-star boxer in the Hurricane Boxing Arena is already an absolute master, and Zhou Lang's behavior is indeed similar to courting death in their opinion.

Zhou Lang came later, and with a grabbing hand, he grabbed Zhu Kui's wrist very lightly, and all the strength of Zhu Kui's fist was instantly dispelled.

Zhu Kui didn't expect Zhou Lang's grasping hand to be so powerful, he was taken aback and wanted to break free.

But Zhou Lang held on to his veins tightly, and he couldn't break free at all.

Just when he was about to raise his knee to attack Zhou Lang's crotch, Zhou Lang threw Zhu Kui out with a flick of his hand.

Bang!

Zhu Kui bumped into the iron cage abruptly, spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, and fell to the ground.

In fact, Zhou Lang didn't use his true energy at all, and only used less than one percent of his own muscle strength. If he really used all his strength, Zhu Kui would probably be thrown hundreds of meters by him, or be blasted to the ground. No.

Ah!

The audience in the stands were startled at first, and then screamed and cheered after a while. They didn't expect that Zhou Lang, who seemed a bit frail, was so powerful.

"I am going to kill you!"

"Oriental Crazy Dragon" Zhu Kui suffered a big loss, and finally went mad. He bounced up from the ground with a "carp kick", and rushed towards Zhou Lang frantically.

But Zhou Lang was calm and stood still. When Zhu Kui rushed in front of him, he grabbed Zhu Kui's clothes, lifted Zhu Kui up, and threw Zhu Kui out again.

This time, Zhu Kui failed to stand up because he passed out directly.

"I didn't expect this kid to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger. If he continues to choose to challenge, I will definitely buy him to win."

After the boxing ring fell silent, those who gambled excitedly.

……

In a small hall inside the Hurricane Boxing Arena, a middle-aged man with an imposing manner as calm as a mountain was watching the big monitoring screen.

He is the number one master in this boxing arena, his name is Wang Xigui, he is a boxing champion, and he is also one of the masters Cao Jinke brought over from Huaxia.

A person at the boxing champion level is actually around the peak of a famous master. Although he sits in the Hurricane Boxing Arena and looks very good, he is not yet Cao Jinke's confidant. After coming abroad, he has never seen Cao Jinke. .

The only ones who could really see Cao Jinke were two KOF-level masters, and those two basically stayed with them, protecting Cao Jinke closely.

In normal boxing matches, Wang Xigui would not show up unless someone directly offered 1000 million to fight him.

Of course, under normal circumstances, no one is stupid enough to challenge him at the champion level. Usually, he first chooses a few lower-level boxers to try. If he can easily beat a five-star boxer, he will challenge him. king.

He has been in San Francisco for so long, and he has only played eight times, basically once a month.

When he is free, he is responsible for monitoring the boxing ring to prevent any real masters from calling for battle.

The appearance of Zhou Lang surprised him a bit. Zhou Lang was not very old, but it was really rare to see such a powerful shot.

"Brother Wang, this kid is very strong, do you want me to fight?"

Standing beside Wang Xigui was a burly man in his early thirties. He also expressed great concern for Zhou Lang. If they win, the ring will lose a lot, and they will not allow this to happen.

This person is Luo Yu, and he is also a master, with the strength of a five-star boxer.

"Luo Yu, don't be in a hurry, you arrange a four-star boxer to fight him first, and let him win another round. In this way, when you make a move, the people present will basically bet. Beat him, and we'll win."

Wang Xigui is a scheming old man.

"Okay, I'll ask Jiang Yiping to meet him for a while." Luo Yu said, "Should I directly arrange for him to lose the game?"

"Row."

Wang Xigui nodded.

He thought that Zhou Lang was no match for his five-star boxers. How did he know that the doom of the Hurricane Boxing Gym was coming soon. Even if he fought in person, if Zhou Lang really showed his true skills, he would Can't stop Zhou Lang's move.

……

After Zhou Lang defeated the "Oriental Mad Dragon" Zhu Kui, he chose to continue the challenge.

Then Jiang Yiping, a four-star fighter from the Hurricane Boxing Gym, played.

The entire boxing arena was boiling, and many people who gambled were looking forward to what level Zhou Lang could successfully challenge today.

But these boxing gamblers are not completely brainless, they are not so impulsive that everyone bets on Zhou Lang to win, only about 10% of them bought Zhou Lang, 70% bought Jiang Yiping, and the other [-]% People are watching.