"Here's the chance!"

Ning Tao's eyes brightened when he heard that he was about to drink all the wine in his cup. He stood up, took off his coat and gave it to Li Bingbing, and then went backstage.

"What are you doing?"

Seeing that Ning Tao's posture is going to go on stage, Li Bingbing seems to understand something. He quickly reaches for his hand and holds it tightly.

She can see the tragic situation of No. 10 clearly. Although she has confidence in Ning Tao, she is worried about it.

"Since it's here, you can't miss it, and you can take advantage of it!"

Ning Tao know each other's mind, one hand holding Li Bingbing's catkin, can be regarded as a consolation, after a pause, once again said: "don't worry, believe me!"

"Don't wait any longer."

Li Bingbing looked at the arena, but still refused to let go.

"Are you worried about me?" Ning Tao mouth slightly a Qiao, close to Li Bingbing some, quite ambiguous way: "of course, I'm helping you, ah, if I want to really what happened, you can be responsible later."

Without waiting for the other party to react, Ning Tao turned and went backstage.

Li Bingbing stood there as rigid as a piece of wood, with a strange feeling rising in his heart.

When Ning Tao came backstage, a person in charge told the rules in a few words.

The competition is divided into two games, and the final PK is carried out. The winner of ten games is the king of battle.

High risk brings high returns, and the boxer's bonus is also rich. In the face of this guy's arrogance, Ning Tao just stretched out a palm and disdained to hook up enough. The corners of his mouth curled up a little and said: "one hand wins you!"

WOW!

Wild, this speech a, the stage immediately boiling, a small group of pressure ningtao people suddenly whistling, shouting up.

In the boxer, speech attack is also an effective means, Ning Tao did not say words, just a few words, completely angered the middle-aged man.

"Boy, you want me to take off your arm."

The middle-aged man laughed angrily and stepped on the ground. The whole man rushed to Ning Tao like a tank. The big fist of casserole was raised and came to Ning Tao's face.

In the middle-aged man's view, this punch is enough to deal with Ning Tao. Seeing this man's hand like the wind, many timid women began to scream.

Ning Tao's face didn't change, even his body didn't move, as if he was scared. The strong wind blew up his hair and spread it back.

And when the fist was about to touch the face door, Ning Tao moved. He just tilted his head and avoided the past. At the same time, he raised his right hand and shot.

Shot simple, not complex, and the other side, but also a punch, lightning like hit in the other side's armpit.

Bang!

Originally seems to have no asymmetry of a punch, a dull sound, when the results come out, let a person surprise things appear.

The middle-aged man, weighing nearly 200 Jin, fell on his back.

Poop!

The huge landing sound shook the field. The middle-aged man covered his armpit with one hand and made a sound like killing a pig in his mouth.

And under the stage, one by one, they are stupid.

It's not that there are no such powerful fighters, but it's exaggerated. The two are not in proportion at all, and there is such a huge contrast in the end.

Even many people who beat the middle-aged man to win called the celebration of red wine, and now the glass broke all over the floor.

"Win on the 15th!"

The referee didn't think so much. Seeing that the middle-aged man had no strength to fight again, he announced the result in time. At the same time, two security guards quickly pulled the middle-aged man down.

"Won?"

"Black curtain!"

"No, it must be black screen!"

"It's too big a fool!"

……

When the audience came back to their senses, all kinds of noisy voices suddenly swarmed up.

"On the 15th, you can choose to take a rest or continue to play."

As soon as the referee turns around, he looks deeply at Ning Tao and says.

I choose to continue the competition

Ning Tao didn't hesitate and said immediately.

"What? Continuous challenge? "

Hearing Ning Tao's voice, the people under the stage stopped yelling, and their eyes began to wonder.

After all, if it's a black screen, it won't choose to do so.

"OK, next one."

The referee was shocked, and then there was no nonsense, and the next boxer came.

"Come on, I'm in a hurry!"

What appears in front of us is a bald man, whose figure is similar to that of Ning Tao. As soon as he gets on the stage, he is interrupted impatiently by Ning Tao.

In his opinion, it is a waste of time to fight and grind.In a victory, Ning Tao is sure that he has perspective and can find other people's weaknesses in time. Only this, he has been in an invincible position.

The blow just now is not uncommon to outsiders. In fact, it is not so mysterious. Under the armpit of the middle-aged man, there is an old wound. The bone inside is not yet healed. If he breaks it with one blow, the opponent's fighting power will be wasted.

"Boy, your arrogance is over!"

Those who can stand here are all licking blood on the edge of the knife, leaving life and death out of the question. Although they realize that Ning Tao is not simple, they will not be afraid of being bald. With a loud drink, they will bounce up quickly, and a whip leg will go straight to Ning Tao's chest.

In his opinion, Ning Tao is good at close combat, so he will use long attack, and also try the opponent's virtual reality.

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