Chapter 61

The hope cruise ship is only one day away from reaching the island. The battle to seize the fragments of the island map has reached a white hot stage.

The rich and dignitaries sit in a cool and comfortable viewing hall or luxury suite, light a cigarette and comfortably watch all kinds of lively competitions in the live broadcast.

"At present, it is confirmed that Zhukong, Jin Junen, yueqian ma'er, Jia Rou, and several Western faces, some old players, can go to the island to make money, but some ancient martial arts in North America seem to have a relationship with the evolutionist organization and are collecting intelligence..."

In the captain's cabin, Qingtong picked up a list and made a simple description.

Liu Huhu took a sip of the precious oolong tea he had just brewed. The aroma entered his lungs. He immediately felt refreshed and his originally sleepy look weakened. Summer is a sleepy season.

Yang Si and Zhao Shanlin were also tasting tea together in the room. This time, they came to pray because they knew there was excitement to see. Jinfeng itself is a lax organization, and the leaders take a vacation when they have nothing to do.

Yang Si said, "are you sure no one else will enter?"

Qingtong said plainly, "I haven't found it yet. In addition, these people haven't dealt with each other. Their strength can only rely on previous intelligence for analysis!"

Zhao Shanlin asked strangely, "what about the analysis of niece Qin's bodyguard?"

Qingtong frowned and said, "he's very strange. He hasn't left the room since the rules changed. He even threw out the fragments of the map we gave him, as if he was disgusted..."

Liu Huhu twitched at the corners of his mouth. He made the decision to change the rules, and the results proved to be very good. But suddenly I was despised by myself and always felt something was wrong.

"Eh, he came out..." Qingtong looked at the computer on one side and was surprised.

Liu Huhu hurriedly said, "change to his channel and see what he's going to do!"

Qingtong picked up the remote control on the table and pressed a string of numbers.

With the intense competition, the way of live broadcasting has also been improved. In addition to the public channel of the organizer, each contestant has a private channel. When the audience selects the contestant's channel, a lens centered on the contestant will appear.

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Xiao Yang walks in the public area of the hope. Now, except that the specific area where the audience rest is explicitly prohibited from players fighting in it, other places are in a mess, which makes Xiao Yang smack his tongue. I began to think it was no big deal to cut a piece of glass on the guest room window.

However, when the audience comes out to rest at night, the restaurant is still the original restaurant, and the deck is still the original deck. There is no broken meat or glass residue, let alone large broken limbs. It can be seen how terrible the logistics capability of the hope is.

Xiao Yang came to the third floor of the cruise and walked southwest.

Here is a sports venue area, several standard basketball courts and tennis courts. At the moment, there is no one above the sales rack next to the gate, leaving only a row of newspapers and a wide range of satisfied snacks and drinks.

A Western man named Goethe sat on a step with a bottle of pure water in his hand. He drank a few mouthfuls, and the rest was drenched on his dry and hot body. Around him, the five or six players just seen in the live picture were fierce eyed standers. The two sides are deadlocked

Although Goethe has participated in many competitions and has rich practical experience, he is one-on-one again. Scenes like today are strange, but only a little. It's only a matter of time to deal with them.

At this time, Goethe noticed the arrival of Xiao Yang. His sixth sense told himself that today there was a difficult opponent

The five or six besiegers also noticed a man behind them. A man who seemed to be the leader stood up and said arrogantly: "smelly boy, if you don't want to die, get away. The things on the old goods are ours..."

Goethe looked about 50 years old, one circle older than everyone present, so he was scolded as an "old man".

Xiao Yang frowned. He hated this bully most. Although he would fight Goethe, it was caused by the cruel competition rules, which did not mean that he did not respect any weaker player than himself.

Xiao Yang raised his palm slightly. He wanted to try the first style of "extreme boxing emperor's determination" - Inch wind.

Seeing that Xiao Yang was still standing there, the passer-by a leader scolded and rushed over. He also had his own concerns. He had asked Xiao Yang to give up the idea of picking up bargains.

After all, in this big fight, there are many despicable players who wander away from the battlefield and rob everything when both sides are exhausted. They confronted Goethe. Now it is obvious that they have the upper hand. Goethe has become a Chinese food. For the need of food protection, they have to drive away "despicable" players like Xiao Yang.

Passerby a, holding a weird mace in his hand, gave a loud shout and waved it to Xiao Yang.

In this dark world, which is famous for its ancient martial arts and evolutionary ability, having weapons in hand may not be the first opportunity.

Xiao Yang spun his right hand in the air, clenched his fist quickly and crossed his chest.

Passerby a saw that the other party was still standing in place. He was happy and thought that his opponent was scared silly by his "domineering"

Bang!

A figure flew out quickly.

Passerby a lay on the ground, groaning in pain

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"What's this move?"

In the captain's room, Yang Si was surprised.

All the people here are experts. At the moment, there is a trace of horror on everyone's face.

Qingtong analyzed and said: "the fist is very fast, but it is not just to knock down the opponent with fast boxing. It contains strength we don't know. Maybe it's an ancient martial art..."

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"Let's go with the rest. Don't waste my time. I have to go back to dinner!" Xiao Yang said.

The rest of the people saw that the most powerful people didn't make it for two seconds. Didn't they cut tofu one by one? They'd better go together. So a group of people rushed over directly. During this period, there were several concealed weapon experts who lost several concealed weapons. It's similar to Xiao Yang's swallow throwing knife before, but it's far worse than Xiao Yang's before.

Extreme boxing emperor's decision - Inch wind!

Four or five players who didn't know what to do lay down after five or six seconds. If someone takes off their clothes, they will find a fist print on them. If you look closely, you will find that the fist print is superimposed by countless fist prints.

Goethe sat on the steps and twisted the empty bottle in his hand. He knows that his next opponent is himself

Xiao Yang didn't even look at passer-by a lying on the ground. He walked up to Goethe and said, "ah, I'm not a strong bully, so... Hand over all the map fragments yourself!"

Goethe smiled and showed his white teeth: "I'm not bullying the young with the old. Things are really on me. Come and grab them!"

Xiao Yang frowned, and the inch wind blew over directly.

Goethe made a flexible turn and hid directly five meters away.

The passer-by's skill is not low. He can fight Goethe for at least 300 rounds. However, he underestimated Xiao Yang's ability and was careless. As a result, he was accidentally killed out!

Goethe threw away the empty bottle, pursed his lips, clenched his fist and posed a parry.

Without saying anything, Xiao Yang rushed over directly. This time, he didn't intend to use swallow Throwing Knife, but wanted to quickly accumulate and use the moves of extreme boxing emperor in actual combat. In front of him, Goethe, who is very experienced in actual combat, doesn't intend to be the best training opponent.

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"He is not familiar with boxing. It seems that he has just learned..." Qingtong analyzed.

Liu Huhu widened his eyes and said in disbelief, "you mean he's been in his room these three days and learned a set of ancient boxing?"

Yang Si and Zhao Shanlin also showed a skeptical look. It is difficult to practice ancient martial arts. Learning a set of ancient martial arts requires too much sweat and time. Many of them can't bear the hardships and retreat sadly. Or now the streets are full of ancient warriors. Now there is a legal person who can learn a set of ancient boxing in three days. It's not human at all, it's a human demon

Qingtong frowned and said, "if he is an evolutionist, it is possible..."

Yang Si said: "evolutionists can't learn ancient martial arts. This is a taboo. If they break this one, they go to the king of hell. In my opinion, it's probably that he used to, but he didn't use it very much. Now he takes it out temporarily and is a little Handmade."

Qingtong bowed his head and remained silent.

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In the gymnasium, Xiao Yang fought with Goethe for nearly an hour, but the battle still didn't stop.

Xiao Yang became more and more excited because he could feel that he was becoming more and more proficient in boxing and his actual combat experience was growing rapidly. I have to admit that Goethe has made countless secret moves with his rich practical experience. If Xiao Yang had met him before, he would certainly suffer a great loss. However, after Xi's extreme boxing emperor made a decision, he stubbornly resisted. Also learned a fatal lesson again and again.

Goethe was more and more frightened. His ability was growing crazily. He had never seen such a abnormal player for so many years.

Bang!

Goethe was finally exhausted. In a shot by Xiao Yang, he was full of half a beat, took a hard punch and fell down.

Xiao Yang arched his hand and said seriously, "accept!"

Xiao Yang squatted down and found more than a dozen map fragments made of special paper in his pocket. He was about to turn around and leave. Unexpectedly, the map in his hand was suddenly tripped by something

Xiao Yang looked back. Goethe, sweating all over his body, used his last strength to drag the map in Xiao Yang's hand, or he would leave

Xiao Yang frowned. "Stand firm after being beaten and bow your head after losing." it's not a shame for players who often participate in the competition. Why should he just hold on?

Goethe did not speak, nor did he plead in his eyes. He was just holding the fragments with one hand. He didn't seem afraid that Xiao Yang would directly discount his arm with a wave of his hand, which was a normal thing for the competition on the hope.