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Chapter 303 - A Little Difference

In the finals, the three of them unexpectedly announced that they would withdraw. Unwilling to fight for the top two, he was willing to remain as the third in a thousand years. This point caused an uproar.

After all, there were quite a lot of people in the audience, and they were all filled with anticipation for the show. Some even placed bets on him.

However, it was not yet the time for the storm to set off. On the podium, the two people standing opposite of each other immediately attracted the attention of a large number of spectators.

On the stage, it was Xiao Yi and Zhang Sang-chang who were participating in the final battle.

Xiao Yi's expression was calm, his eyes moved, as he was still not at all interested in this final battle. On the other hand, the entire Zhang Sang-chang collapsed. His face was solemn, as if he was about to have a life-and-death battle.

And in the audience, they saw two people engaging in a fierce battle. They all stood up from their seats like madmen and yelled out their names. Then, he brandished his arms in a crazy manner.

Everyone knew that this time around, the fight for the throne was much more exciting than the previous competitions.

Because, this time, a dark horse, Xiao Yi, appeared. His unique way of entering the arena, as well as his lightning-like methods, had already made many people remember him.

"Hey, hurry up and announce the start of the battle. I have to go back to dinner and make love to my wife when I win the championship. "Why are you talking like this, is it like you're a man?" Xiao Yi waited for a while on the stage but the referee still did not announce the start of the match.

The judge laughed bitterly and looked at Xiao Yi's dark horse. Not waiting for the audience, he continued to build up his emotions. The referee finally raised his head and looked at the black mass of spectators. He announced loudly, "The final of the Underground Fist King Contest will now officially begin."

After the referee's loud announcement, the scene became even more lively. Everyone's body leaned forward and they all rushed to be the first to move forward. The shout from his mouth became even louder.

Following which, the judge chattered on about the's rules.

After the verdict was over, the final battle between the two began.

The Zhang Sang-chang put on his gloves and pounced towards Xiao Yi like a cheetah. The fists in his hands were fast and slow, like a snake's tongue. With a strange direction, he blasted towards Xiao Yi's side.

Seeing Zhang Sang-chang's punches, Xiao Yi's face became serious. This Zhang Sang-chang did indeed have some ability. The direction of his punch was strange, but it seemed slow. However, the hidden power behind that fist was still powerful enough to make people not underestimate it.

If the Zhang Sang-chang's fist had landed on Xiao Yi's thin body. Xiao Yi's body would probably fly out of the boxing ring.

If it was a normal situation, Xiao Yi would probably be patient and play with this Zhang Sang-chang. However, the reason why Xiao Yi came to participate in this competition was to cause a sensation and gain fame for himself.

Therefore, all of the Nine Dragons True Qi in Xiao Yi's body immediately began to circulate at full speed throughout his entire body. Then, like a ghost, he avoided the Zhang Sang-chang's fist and approached Xiao Yi. Then, he suddenly punched out towards Zhang Sang-chang's chest.

Bang.

After a muffled sound, Xiao Yi's fist firmly hit Zhang Sang-chang's chest.

However, what surprised Xiao Yi was that Zhang Sang-chang's body trembled slightly. After sliding a few steps back, the Zhang Sang-chang took a big step forward and stabilized his body.

Immediately after, a tint of blood red appeared in Zhang Sang-chang's eyes. All of a sudden, his aura became sharp and forceful.

"The world only knows that I have gone mad from drinking, and that I have gone mad from punching, and that I have gone mad from playing with women. Actually, my real Three Fanatics is in boxing. I practiced the Three Madness Fist, and my combat power varied with the opponent's strength. If you force me to become stronger, then I will become weaker. Now, it seems that you do have some ability. Next, let me see who will die in the end. "

Immediately, Zhang Sang-chang changed his fists from the erratic fist technique. Instantly, it became fierce, swift, and swift.

For a moment, only the Zhang Sang-chang's fists were left in the air, leaving afterimages of his punches. Looking around, the whole stage was filled with the images of Zhang Sang-chang's fists. They moved closer and closer to Xiao Yi's chest, bit by bit.

Xiao Yi stood in his original position, and looked at the aura of the Zhang Sang-chang, which immediately became more powerful. It was like an approaching sharp sword, causing people to not know how to dodge.

"Unmoving, Unchanging."

Xiao Yi closed his eyes, and then used all his body and soul to feel the waves of sound breaking through the air. According to his own hearing, he was slowly searching for traces of Zhang Sang-chang's fist.

Suddenly, Xiao Yi's ears twitched. Then, he suddenly clenched his right fist and punched towards the center of the sky full of fist shadows with an irresistible force.

After a dull thud, Zhang Sang-chang's body was suddenly thrown up into the air like a broken bead. Then, after a loud noise, Zhang Sang-chang's body fell onto the ground.

The scene instantly turned sluggish. All of them were dumbstruck at this scene, their mouths wide open in shock. His hands began to move uneasily beneath his body.

Finished?

This was what everyone was amazed at.

Everyone held a bit of anticipation towards this final battle between two dragons and tigers. After all, Zhang Sang-chang was an old brand strength fighter. As for Xiao Yi, he was a dark horse who came out of nowhere. The battle between these two must have been a fierce one.

However, this was a battle with suspense. In an instant, it made Xiao Yi simple.

The judge on the podium looked at the Zhang Sang-chang who had been thrown onto the ground for a long time without any reaction, and looked at the young figure of Xiao Yi beside him with great surprise. Then, he swallowed, unable to speak for a long time.

"This time's duel is a little bit different." In the audience stands, some people began to whisper.

"It is a little different." Another spectator immediately said in a low voice: "In the past, Xiao Yi only used one punch to defeat his opponent. Towards this Zhang Sang-chang, Xiao Yi used two punches … "

Hearing the whispered conversation of the two, all of the spectators in the audience sucked in a breath of cold air. Two punches had dealt with the former King of Fighting, this was indeed a terrifying move.

However, Xiao Yi still casually stood on the stage. Looking at Zhang Sang-chang who was lying motionlessly on the ground, he spoke frankly with confidence, "I think I still need a certain amount of time to store up the Three Madness Fist before it can be completely unleashed. "Unfortunately, I won't give you the chance to do so …"

Hearing Xiao Yi's words, the Zhang Sang-chang lying on the ground wriggled slightly. Then, with a wail, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Now, can we announce the results?" Xiao Yi looked at the judge beside him and started to urge him.

The referee looked at Xiao Yi who was beaming with happiness, and finally straightened his clothes. After taking a step forward, he opened his mouth and announced in a loud voice, "In this session of the Underground Arena of Fist Kings, the winner will be the young fighter Xiao Yi by my side."

Following that, the judge raised Xiao Yi's arm.

The entire boxing ring was instantly in an uproar. Everyone stood up from their seats and shouted loudly. Some others quickly pressed on the shutter.

The spotlights shone all over Xiao Yi's face.

Wearing extremely small numbers of sexy girls, they all quickly ran up to the stage and then danced excitedly around Xiao Yi. Furthermore, Xiao Yi's request to the King of Gamble to enter the stage sounded out.

Xiao Yi enjoyed this moment very much. Looking at the excited faces, he said leisurely: "Remember, my name is Xiao Yi. "Don't look at how thin I am. My entire body is made of muscle …"

Hearing Xiao Yi's thunderous slogan, the audience burst into laughter.

Immediately, reporters swarmed over and began interviewing the new generation of underground boxing kings.

"Sir, may I ask which city you came from? Is he a professional fighter? " A pretty female reporter rubbed her eyes and asked a question.

"I come from Jianghai, not a professional fighter. The reason why I came to participate in the competition today is merely to play around. " Xiao Yi replied indecently.

If this had happened before the finals. Then, Xiao Yi would definitely be drowned in his saliva. However, Xiao Yi had used his absolute strength to subdue all the spectators. No one else dared to look down on such a young man and mock the wrong words that Xiao Yi had said.

After all, Xiao Yi was participating in the Fist King Tournament. From beginning to end, it was indeed like he was playing around.

"Then Mr. Xiao, what do you normally do? "How did you learn such a great skill?" The female reporter obviously wanted to grab this opportunity to interview Xiao Yi in more depth.

"I opened a shop in Jianghai. It sold words. Ordinary, I make a living selling words. My greatest specialty is not fighting, but writing. If everyone is interested, then welcome to my Jianghai's store, Pen Hall. "

Xiao Yi seized this opportunity and shamelessly began to promote his own Pen Hall. Unknowingly, he had finally revealed his true identity.

"Sir, according to your words, your writing is better than your punching routine?" The female reporter obviously could not turn her head, and continued to ask while looking at Xiao Yi with uncertainty.

"Of course." Xiao Yi nodded confidently, and spoke in a magnanimous manner: "The price of the words I have written starts at three million. After wasting so much time, he could only earn five million from a battle of fist techniques. "Think about it, am I better at writing or are my punches?"

Xiao Yi's promotional words to his Pen Hall immediately caused a thousand ripples. Everyone began to whisper among themselves. They were all interested in this generation's King of Fighting's eccentric calligraphy shop.