Everlasting Divine Emperor

Do you believe me now?

Phil was 1.95 meters tall, a head taller than Hausen. He wore a black vest that revealed his muscles, which were as hard as steel. His entire person gave off a fierce aura.

Ye Daoxuan could feel a dense bloody aura coming from him, and he knew that this white man had killed people before, and not just one at that.

Feng Yinyue knew Faye very well. She knew that he was Hawson's first boxer and had set an undefeated record of forty-eight matches. More than half of his opponents had been beaten to death by his fierce fists.

Hawson suggested for Feng Yinyue and the other two to receive a punch in order to let them participate in the match. He actually wanted them to know the difficulties and retreat.

This was because Hawson did not believe that Feng Yinyue and the other two could withstand a violent punch from Phil that could shatter the stone.

Of course, if Feng Yinyue and the other two people could take a punch from Phil, it would show that they were powerful and did indeed have the qualifications to participate in the fight.

However, Hawson was wrong, because Feng Yinyue had agreed to his test without any hesitation.

"Beautiful Miss Feng, your punches and kicks have no eyes, I am afraid that if I hurt your friend, that would not be good. Aren't you going to think about it carefully? "

Hausen patted his head and said, feeling troubled.

Feng Yinyue smilingly said, "Uncle Hawson, I actually want to tell you that I should consider you carefully. I'm afraid that this precious fighter of yours will be beaten up badly by us!"

"..."

Hawson was speechless. He felt that this woman, Feng Yinyue, was truly too arrogant and did not know the limits of the heavens and earth.

Feng Yinyue's words, on the other hand, angered the fighter Phil. He clenched his fist, and with a "pa pa pa" sound, he gloomily walked in front of Feng Yinyue and said with a sinister smile, "Beautiful Miss Feng, if you are willing, I don't mind ruthlessly destroying flowers!"

Feng Yinyue curled her lips and said: "Come, let me see how hard your fists are!"

Phil glanced at Hawson, seemingly asking for his opinion. Hawson sighed and said, "Okay, you can make a move, but you have to be lenient. You can't seriously injure Miss Feng, or else I won't be able to explain myself to her family!"

Phil said excitedly, "Okay boss, I will show mercy and promise not to cripple her!"

He shook his neck and brandished his fist. The next moment, a punch was directed straight at Feng Yinyue.

"Huuu ~ ~ ~"

Phil's fist brought with it a gust of wind as it arrived in front of Feng Yinyue like a bolt of lightning. His eyes revealed a fierce look, as if he had already seen the scene of Feng Yinyue flying backwards.

"Bang ~ ~ ~"

A muffled sound rang out and a figure flew out.

"Damn you, Phil, I'll make you show mercy …" Uh... "What?"

Before Hawson could finish his sentence, he realized that the figure that flew out wasn't Feng Yinyue, but Phil.

Phil's two hundred pound body was knocked flying by a strange force suddenly exploded from Feng Yinyue's body. He was like a leaf being blown away by a strong wind. After a few somersaults in the air, he fell to the ground with a "pa" sound and actually fainted on the spot.

"Good heavens! This … "How is this possible!?"

Hawson froze there.

"Uncle Hawson, do you believe me now?" I advise you not to let Phil do it. "

Feng Yinyue sighed, and then she and Fang Bing looked at each other. The two girls couldn't help but giggle coquettishly.

They were laughing because Phil overestimated himself and insisted on attacking Feng Yinyue.

However, he was still an ordinary person in the end, and could not escape from this category. As for Feng Yinyue and the other two, they were training in top-notch mystical arts of the Immortal God Realm. Compared to them, it was like comparing a dragon and a phoenix in the sky to a mosquito on the ground; they simply could not be compared.

Even Feng Yinyue was being lenient. If she were to use her full strength in the [Wind Movement Technique] and the [Hurricane Needle] attack, Faye's body would immediately be pierced into a beehive by the thousands of wind immortal elemental energy needles.

Hawson was stunned for a long time before finally regaining his senses. He looked at Feng Yinyue and the other two as if they were gods, full of fear and reverence. At the same time, there was an unconcealable excitement.

"Beautiful Miss Feng, you are already this powerful, your Master is even stronger right? As for this junior of yours, I presume she won't be too weak, right? "

Hawson asked, rubbing his hands together. There seemed to be an uncountable amount of money in his eyes.

"Of course." Feng Yinyue said, "My junior sister is stronger than me. And my Master is thousands of times stronger than me! "

"God, if what you say is true, then I. No, it should be us, we are going to be rich today! Well, wait a minute. No, at once! Immediately … I'll immediately arrange for the three of you to come on stage! I will place a heavy bet on you all and bet on your victory! "

A moment later, Hawson had everything in order. Feng Yinyue would be the first to go on stage, and Ye Daoxuan and Fang Bing would be watching from below.

When Feng Yinyue, who was wearing a loose black training uniform, slowly walked to the ring, the more than two thousand spectators around the ring were immediately in an uproar.

In the past, they had seen strong men from all over the world fighting to the death in the arena. When had they ever seen such a delicate Chinese girl on stage?

Some people were laughing loudly, thinking that Feng Yinyue had gone crazy because she wanted to earn money and was simply courting her own death on the stage. Others saw Feng Yinyue in Chinese training clothes with an extraordinary temperament and calm expression, thinking that she was an expert.

At the same time, Feng Yinyue's opponent appeared on the stage. It was a big black man who was a full head taller than Feng Yinyue.

When the black cop saw that his opponent was a Chinese girl, he was surprised for a second and then very happy. He thought he had won this round for sure and it was like a gift of money.

Although the black burly man was not that powerful, against a delicate girl like Feng Yinyue, he was confident enough to punch her a few times.

Before the match began, the two thousand rich people began to place their bets. Almost everyone thought that this was a match without any suspense. Thus, over 90% of the rich people bet on the black burly man.

There was also a very small number of people who knew that Feng Yinyue represented Hawson. With their understanding, there were very few battles that they weren't confident in. The fact that he sent this girl out meant that this girl must be extraordinary.

Thus, after some thought, this small group of people all placed their bets on Feng Yinyue. However, they didn't dare to place too high of a bet.

There was a rule in the arena that the minimum amount one had to bet was less than one thousand and the maximum was less than five million. Even that small group of people had only bet one hundred thousand gold.

As for Hawson, he secretly let a few of his subordinates pretend to be spectators as they entered the crowd to quietly place a few bets on the highest five hundred meters worth of gold.

In this fight, the total bet reached fifty million meters of gold. It was quite shocking. More than forty percent of the votes were won by the black burly man, and less than ten percent were won by Feng Yinyue.

As for Hawson himself, he invested 20 million meters of gold, while Ye Daoxuan and Fang Bing each invested 5 million meters of gold. Naturally, they all bet on Feng Yinyue.

If this fist competition was won by Feng Yinyue, who represented Hosen, then Hosen would make a huge fortune. Ye Daoxuan and Fang Bing would also make a huge profit; however, if they lost, then Hosen would also lose miserably.

"Hua Xia, I don't want to cripple you, just admit defeat!"

After the war bell rang, the black burly man said to Feng Yinyue with a smile.

What answered him was a cold snort from Feng Yinyue, followed by a fist with wind attribute immortal elemental energy.