Everlasting Divine Emperor

Like Phil before, the black cop was sent flying by Feng Yinyue's punch. He rolled a few times in the air and then fell down the stage, losing consciousness.

The referee at the side read 10 minutes. Seeing that the black burly man did not make the slightest movement, he raised Feng Yinyue's hand high and decided that she was the winner.

"Hua!"

The scene was in an uproar. No one could have imagined that the weak Feng Yinyue not only won against the black burly man, but also won with such a beautiful appearance.

For a moment, there were people in the audience who were disappointed, excited, and cursing.

The ones who were disappointed were the ones who lost money, and the ones who were excited were the ones who won money.

Who would have thought that the black burly man who looked like a steel tower was actually a useless fellow? He was defeated with a single punch by Feng Yinyue.

Over half the night had passed, and many spectators believed that it wasn't that Feng Yinyue was too strong, but that the black man was too weak.

Some people knew that the black man was extremely lustful and thought that he had played with too many women before the competition. His body had been hollowed out by the women, so he was unable to withstand a single blow.

Very quickly, the money Ye Daoxuan and Fang Bing won was transferred to the account. The two of them added together probably won around three million meters of gold, and most of the money had been won by Hawson. There was also a portion of the audience who had bet on Feng Yinyue.

"3 million gold coins is only equivalent to 20 million Chinese dollars. Earning money like this is too slow!" When will it reach five hundred million? " Ye Daoxuan sighed.

Fang Bing was speechless, thinking that this master of hers was too impatient and had too high a view, earning twenty million Chinese dollars in just a few minutes. There probably weren't many people in this world.

"If the three of us fight three matches each, we would be able to earn about 200 million just like this. Tomorrow, we would be able to get a lot of money from treating the rich and powerful men of the Mi Nation. The total amount should be enough." Fang Bing said.

Fang Bai nodded. Since he had come here, he could only do this for now.

In the second match, Feng Yinyue's opponent was a Mi national boxer known as the "Super Iron Fist". That Mi national boxer might not be the top fighter in the underground black fist world, but he was still very famous, at least compared to the black man whom Feng Yinyue had defeated, he was much more famous.

However, after the incredible first match, the audience became a lot more cautious. This time, 20% of the audience members bet on Feng Yinyue.

This realized that if Feng Yinyue won this match, then Ye Daoxuan and Fang Bing would be able to split the gambling stakes accordingly.

In this match, Feng Yinyue purposely showed weakness, creating the illusion of danger several times. It was to let her opponents and the audience feel that her strength was only mediocre.

The two sides exchanged dozens of blows before Feng Yinyue used an extremely beautiful movement technique to dodge the opponent's hook punch, dodging to the back of the opponent and sending a kick flying towards the opponent, kicking him off the stage.

In the second match, although Feng Yinyue had fought a "very difficult" battle, she had still won.

So, Ye Daoxuan and Fang Bing's account had an extra 10 million Chinese dollars.

The opponent of the third round's Feng Yinyue was a fighter from the Grand Xia. That fighter was even skinnier than Feng Yinyue, but his appearance caused silence to fill the field, followed by a flurry of shouts and screams.

The Imperial Boxer's name was Suchen, and although he was small in stature, his fist strength was ferocious. In the entire world's underground black boxing world, even Hausen's number one fist fighter, Phil, was nothing compared to him.

And the black brute who was defeated by Feng Yinyue and the Mi Nation fighter were not even worthy enough to carry his shoes.

When he thought about the fight between Feng Yinyue and the martial artist from Mi Nation, he realized that it was a tough fight to win. Thus, in this third round, the 2000 spectators present had all placed their bets on Susu, placing a huge amount of bet.

Others might not know Feng Yinyue's strength, but he already knew that even though he was strong, he was on the same level as her. And Feng Yinyue had knocked him out with a single punch, so this round, it was certain that Feng Yinyue had won.

After seeing the one-sided betting situation, Ye Daoxuan and Fang Bing looked at each other and were very happy. In this round, they could earn at least 50 million or so. This way, they could win a total of three rounds to almost 80 million.

Because each fighter could only fight three rounds in a row, Feng Yinyue didn't continue to use a paralyzing tactic. He neatly finished the battle in one move and knocked Suchen off the stage while spitting blood.

In the second round, Fang Bing went on stage, and the audience saw another beautiful Chinese girl come on stage. After learning from her mistake, she started to bet more carefully.

Thus, although Fang Bing had "worked hard" to win these three rounds, Ye Daoxuan didn't earn much, only a mere twenty million yuan for these three.

Like this, Feng Yinyue and Fang Bing had earned about 100 million.

"I'll bet if I go on stage, most of the audience will probably vote for me, and we won't be able to make any money at all. Thus … I better give up the match. "

Ye Daoxuan brought Feng Yinyue and Fang Bing to the backstage. When he saw Hawson, he said with a wry smile.

Hawson also thought that was a possibility because Feng Yinyue and Fang Bing had been too freakish in the previous two matches. Ye Daoxuan was also Chinese and had mysterious skills, so if he wanted to go on stage, the audience would definitely vote for him.

At that time, the boxing side would only be able to earn a commission from the fighters, which would be meaningless.

"Dear Ye, since you do not wish to fight in the next fight, then I can only regret it. Tonight, you and your two female disciples helped me earn nearly fifty million gold coins. In order to express my gratitude, I have decided to gift you ten million gold coins. "

Hawson was a straightforward person and immediately transferred 10 million gold to Ye Daoxuan's account.

As a result, Ye Daoxuan now had 160 million on his account. However, he was still quite a ways off from purchasing Feng Zhongguo's five hundred million on the Xuan-Yuan Sword.

"Master, let's just give this money to my dad. If he doesn't want to give you the sword, then I'll steal it for you!"

When Feng Yinyue mentioned this, she felt embarrassed for her greedy father.

Fang Bing giggled and said, "Junior Sister Feng, you don't understand Master's temper. He said that he would buy your dad's broken sword with five hundred million, so we'll continue to earn money together!"

He turned around and asked Ye Daoxuan, "Master, I don't understand. Why did you spend so much money just to buy a broken sword? Is that broken sword really that powerful? "

Ye Daoxuan solemnly nodded his head and said, "Xuanyuan Divine Sword, have you all heard of it?"

Feng Yinyue and Fang Bing's beautiful eyes widened as they said in unison, "The Xuanyuan Divine Sword?"

They knew that the Xuanyuan Divine Sword was a spirit artifact used by the Yellow Emperor in the legends of ancient times. It could behead demons and exterminate demons, destroy the world and destroy the world, and its might was limitless. They had always thought that it was only a legend.