All Heavens Hongmeng Tree

The white paper fan put away the documents and said to the two, "You have ten minutes to prepare."

This is to give the people in the ring time to warm up and adjust their state, and at the same time, they can also take advantage of this moment to leave a suicide note.

He looked around again and said to the people present: "Friends who want to bet hurry up, only ten minutes, don't wait when it's too late."

After speaking, he walked to the door, where there was a long table, covered with pen and paper, obviously prepared.

The two double-flowered red sticks stood outside the ring, acting as supervisors to prevent anyone from breaking the rules.

"Can you still bet?" Liu Xi asked in surprise.

Liao Junhua said: "Every competition has a bet. This is an old tradition. The minimum amount of funds involved is tens of millions of dollars. Most of the time, it is between one or two billion, and sometimes even billions!"

Liu Xi murmured: "I've learned a lot, so the old ancestors have already played so smoothly?"

"Brother Liu, do you want to bet a little?"

There is an opportunity to make money, of course Liu Xi will not miss it.

He looked at the odds, Tang Zichen 1:1.5, Sun Zhongwei 1:1, it seems that everyone is more optimistic about Sun Zhongwei.

After all, Tang Zichen is not very old, so he can't be a master of energy transformation, even if he is a master of dark energy, he is a great genius.

On the other hand, Sun Zhongwei is nearly forty years old. He is in his peak period, he has a great dark energy, and he has outstanding hard skills.

In addition, women are relatively weak, so everyone is not very optimistic about Tang Zichen.

Liu Xixin said, "This is a complete leak."

He wanted to bet [-] million, but he thought that he was here to make contacts, winning too hard and easily offending people, so he waited and watched for a long time and filled a check for [-] million dollars.

A $[-] bet is a lot, but it's not the most, and it won't be particularly noticeable.

Liao Junhua said enviously, "Brother Liu is really a big capitalist, and he just threw away ten million dollars."

"But can you see it right? I bet $[-] with you. This is all my fortune. I'll see what happens if I eat dry or thin."

Although he is a second-generation official, but nowadays the mainland is generally very poor, and the landlord's family has no surplus food.

Liu Xi calmly said: "Don't worry, you trust me so much, how could I let you lose?"

Ten minutes passed quickly, and a bell rang.

The two clasped their fists together and made the first move at the same time.

Tang Zichen turned to Sun Zhongwei's side with gossip steps, and slapped his waist with a palm.

Her footwork is very fast, and she brings out the thief and slippery of gossip to the fullest, making everyone who knows how to do it shine brightly.

Sun Zhongwei lost the first move, and at this moment, he didn't dodge or evade, and an elbow strike was like a big spear.

This is a lose-lose play.

He bet that Tang Zichen would retreat.

After all, his slap in the face might not be serious, but if Tang Zichen took this elbow, he would be disabled.

Sure enough, Tang Zichen stepped back.

Sun Zhongwei took the lead and chased him all the way. His fists and feet were flying like bows and crossbows, and random arrows pierced through the air.

Although Tang Zichen's style of play is superb and his defense is tight, his momentum is at a disadvantage and he keeps retreating.

If you stay for a long time, you will lose, Xue Lianxin and others shook their heads secretly, thinking that it is a pity for a martial arts genius.

Sure enough, after more than a dozen moves, Tang Zichen's boxing frame began to disintegrate.

Sun Zhongwei dissipated her strength and punched her in the head.

At this moment, Tang Zichen suddenly made a move of "God Turtle Sunbathing", and his head seemed to disappear out of thin air, shrinking into his stomach.

Then, when Sun Zhongwei's move failed, he made a Wing Chun gesture, sticking forward against his palm, arm, and shoulder, and pointed at Sun Zhongwei's eyes.

"The autumn wind does not move the cicada before it!"

Juniors like Liu Xi and the others didn't see the fame, but Xue Lianxin, Zhu Hongzhi and other Hua Jin masters clearly saw it.

Tang Zichen's move to reverse the disadvantage was clearly made before Sun Zhongwei's punch, which means that she predicted Sun Zhongwei's move!

Chinese martial arts are not based on routines like practice, they are all at hand, and even the martial artist himself may not know how to make his next move.

Many masters compete and seem to be able to predict other people's moves. That is by listening to the strength, feeling the strength of the opponent, and then making an instant judgment.

And just now Tang Zichen's strength has been scattered, it is impossible to perceive how Sun Zhongwei's strength is exerted, she really relies on intuition to predict.

This state was mentioned in Sun Lutang's boxing manual.Generally, it is the perception ability that only martial artists with Dan Jin or above have.

But now it has appeared on a little girl who is just beginning to understand the dark energy, which is more like her natural ability.

It made Xue Lianxin and the others sigh, that this world is indeed full of talented people.

Sun Zhongwei turned his head to dodge, but slowed down a bit, his eyes were hurt by the dark energy of his fingertips, and the pain was unbearable.

He closed his eyes tightly, tears flowed uncontrollably, and at the same time he beat his fists and cloaks, using attack instead of defense, and at the same time kicked his feet, and his body suddenly jumped back.

It has to be said that his response has been very clever, but it is difficult to return to the sky at this time.

Tang Zichen stared at the slightest flaw, a tiger-shaped slash, which made him stagger backwards, and then kicked him in the chest with a flying horse.