Peerless Conceited Cultivator

"So the fighters here are all provided by outsiders. What a good business!" Seeing Bai Xin walking down the stage, Yang Pann couldn't help but let out a smile and sigh.

"That's right, not only are the fighters provided by the players, the Immortal Palace is only drawn from the gambling pools. So, whether the fighters win or lose, the players win or lose, they will definitely make money!"

Ouyang Zhantian did understand a little bit, and said to Yang Pann: "Every time there are tens of millions or even hundreds of millions in the pool of funds, they would take 10% of the loot and enjoy it for real!

"Subordinate Thunder greets Young Master Qingfeng!" At this moment, a thunderous roar resounded, shaking everyone's eardrums.

A man who looked like an iron tower walked into the private box and bowed as he cupped his fists towards Ouyang Qingfeng.

He had round hair that stood on end, and a pair of fierce, fierce eyes. He was only wearing his high heels and a pair of large underpants. The muscles all over his body bulged out, giving off a bronze color, as if they were made of bronze.

"Thunder, that Zhao Ziming has been beating me recently, and has caused me to lose a lot of face. This time, as long as you can turn the tables, you will win! Young Master, I will reward you handsomely! " Ouyang Qingfeng said in a serious tone.

"Yes, Young Master!" Since I'm willing to go up on stage, then, there are only two results, I have to win! Either die! "

Thunder clenched his fists and twisted his neck with a fiendish grin. His spine grinded against each other, emitting a few crackling sounds. In that instant, a majestic killing intent gushed out from him.

"This kid, he actually has the cultivation of Mid Yellow Rank!" Feeling the powerful aura, Yang Pann's heart was shaken, he did not expect her to be an expert.

"Alright, go ahead!" Ouyang Qingfeng looked at him with hope.

"It's young master!" I will wrench Lu Konghai's head off and kick him like a ball! " The thunder let out a thunderous roar, causing the two canaries' beautiful faces to pale as they swaggered out of the private room.

"Brother Feng, this Thunderclap is a master, where did you get him from?" Yang Pann asked.

Ouyang Qingfeng laughed faintly, and said: "He has Mid Yellow Rank, and is only our family's guard with pretty good skills. It can't be said to be any expert. "

"…" Yang Pann was shocked too.

It looks like Ouyang Family isn't that bad after all. It's just a mere protective yard, and if someone with profound strength were to stand outside, they would be able to stand on their own.

"This Lu Konghai, is also an expert in Mid Yellow Rank! Moreover, there were very few losses previously! " Ouyang Zhantian picked up his tablet computer, tapped open a piece of information, and asked worriedly.

"Mn, he's very strong. He's already defeated three of my Mid Yellow Rank experts! "I have a lot of combat experience!"

Ouyang Qingfeng's face revealed a hint of killing intent, and said: "However, this time, Thunder should be able to defeat him! Thunder is very powerful and experienced! "

"Lu Konghai!"

"Konghai will win!" Suddenly, waves of applause and cheers sounded from outside the private box.

Yang Pann and the rest looked out through the window and saw a man dressed in silk training clothes appear in the hallway.

He had a big back head, a jade-like face, sharp eyebrows, a straight nose, and thin lips. He was a handsome middle-aged man.

When he was about ten meters away from the arena, Lu Konghai exerted force through his legs, and his entire body shot out like a nimble swallow. Both of his feet lightly touched the rope, and his body suddenly stopped.

He raised his right foot and stepped onto the rope. However, his upper body remained motionless. It was a completely separate position.

"Thank you for your love!" He revealed a faint smile, cupped his fists, and indicated to the audience. Then, he somersaulted forward, and his feet firmly landed on the arena.

"Alright!"

"What an exquisite light body technique!"

"Handsome!"

"I'm betting on Hai-ge's victory today!" Beneath the stage, an earth-shattering round of cheers erupted as thunderous applause and cheers rang out. Lu Konghai's appearance on stage had won a great victory.

"F * ck, a pretentious criminal!"

Ouyang Zhantian scolded, and then turned to ask a boss: "How is the situation with the bet? How much did Zhao Ziming bet? "

The boss said: "Those that bet on Lu Konghai winning now have 50 million, and those that bet on Thunder winning have 30 million! Evidently, everyone was still optimistic about Lu Konghai! Zhao Ziming bet thirty million! "

The match rate of Immortal Palace was not set, but rather, it was bet on by the customer, forming a floating payout.

The winning side divided the won gambling capital according to the proportion of gambling capital. In addition, before the end of the match, players could always place their bets. This way, their enthusiasm would be completely aroused.

"Help me bet thirty million!" Ouyang Qingfeng waved his hand. One of his subordinates responded and quickly picked up his laptop, transferring the gambling money into the pool of funds.

After a while, Thunder also went up on stage. Both sides stood face to face with each other as a rabbit lady raised her tablet and circled around the arena a few times. On top of the board were not the words' Round 'and' Round ', but' — "Please bet '!"

A few minutes passed in the blink of an eye. On the stage, Thunder and Lu Konghai cupped their fists and bowed to each other.

In the audience stands, everyone's heart was beating faster. They almost stopped breathing as they stared at the stage.

This kind of competition was very exciting. If one won, they would be able to double their win and lose. Of course, they would lose everything, so everyone was very nervous and excited.

The rules of the Black Fist Sect were like unrestricted combat. There were no restrictions on the direction of the moves, so there was no need for a referee. When the final side lost their ability to resist, the winner would naturally be decided. In this kind of competition, the bloodlust and ruthlessness had reached the extreme. As long as the fighter could still stand up, the opponent could attack without restraint.

The most bloody and original fighting style could often trigger the violence in the blood of the audience. The match would strike a chord in their hearts, causing them to be excited and forget all their troubles.

Both of his feet crossed each other, and the ground fiercely shook, producing a sound similar to muffled thunder. His entire body charged towards Lu Konghai like a violent dragon that had gone to sea, and smashed towards's head with an incomparably ferocious left hook.

"Bro, this method of fighting is very barbaric!"

The corner of Lu Konghai's mouth curled into a disdainful smile, and with a raise of his right hand, he blocked's heavy punch. After that, with a hook of his right hand, Lei's body staggered and rushed to the right side.

"Brother Hai is awesome!"

"As expected of an expert of Mid Yellow Rank! "So strong!" Below the stage, the players who were betting on Lu Konghai immediately cheered and applauded with all their might.

"What a coincidence! Very strong! The thunder is in danger! " Inside room thirty-eight, Lu Qiji's pupils suddenly shrank as praise emerged on his face.

Sure enough, at the moment when Lei Mu became unstable, Lu Konghai swung his leg and struck him squarely in the ankle. In the next moment, Lei Mu fell to the ground in distress as his body slid towards the side of the stage.

"This kid …" "What an exquisite move!" Ouyang Qingfeng could not help but exclaim. Although Lu Konghai was in the enemy camp, he could not deny the enemy's tyrannical strength.

"Hai-ge is indeed not bad. He has already won tens of millions for me in this period of time!" Today, that idiot Qing Feng must have suffered a huge loss! "

In room ninety-eight, a pleased smile emerged from the corner of Zhao Ziming's mouth. At the moment, he wanted to run over to Ouyang Qingfeng's place and look at his dejected expression, then mock and ridicule him.

On the stage, Lei's reaction was very quick. He quickly stood up like a carp.

Sensing Lu Konghai's strength, he no longer dared to be negligent. Both of his fists guarded the door and he circled around, a serious look flashing across his eyes. He stared at Lu Konghai, waiting for the right time to attack.

Lu Konghai stood in the middle with his hands behind his back, imitating a defensive posture, revealing a faint smile, making up his mind.

"Brother Hai is really cool!"

"A'Hai, not bad. This time, Thunder will probably lose!"

"Brother Hai won without any suspense. Brother Hai has already won seven or eight rounds in a row!"

"I'll add 3 million to the bet and bet on A'Hai's victory!"

There were another round of applause from the audience. It was clear that Lu Konghai's act of posturing gave the audience a lot of confidence.

"You can do it, Thunderclap!"

"Fuck, can't you be a bit more energetic?"

"I bet more than a million on you win!" On the other hand, the players who had bet on Thunderclap were so nervous that sweat broke out on their foreheads. They clenched their fists tightly and didn't have much confidence in Thunderclap.

Hearing the audience's clamor, especially those negative comments, Thunder could not help but become agitated. His desire to win became more and more intense. Finally, he gave a loud shout and rushed over once again.

With a distance of less than ten meters between them, it disappeared in a blink of an eye. With a punch of lightning, he punched towards Lu Konghai's chest, causing him to hastily retreat.

But unexpectedly, Thunder was just an empty move, with a twist of his body, he closed the distance between the two of them once again. Following that, his right leg raised up high like a sharp whip, flying towards Lu Konghai's neck.

Thunder was an extremely fast and sudden skill. Moreover, it was flowing like the clouds and flowing like the water, smooth and natural. It was impossible to guard against such attacks. Thus, the crowd below the stage immediately burst into cheers.

"Thunder, it's fierce!"

"Awesome!"

"Good job, Thunder!"

The ones who cheered were naturally the Thunderclap players. They waved their fists and cheered. As for those who were betting on Lu Konghai, they revealed nervous expressions.

However, something changed once again on the stage, Lu Konghai bent down and actually dodged the whip leg, and then, kicked onto the back of Lei Lei's waist.

Just as he was about to get up, Lu Konghai did not give him a chance. In a split-second, killing intent could be seen on his face and as fast as lightning, he rushed forward, viciously kicking him twice in both his knees.

With a kacha sound, both of Thunder's legs bent in a strange arc, instantly breaking apart. He hugged his legs and cried out miserably, the sound was simply like the wails of a beast, Lu Konghai's eyes were cold and emotionless to the extreme, as he kicked at Thunder's chest.