Chapter 433

The black leopard's eyes flashed fiercely. You should know that his strongest skill is leg skill. He can easily kick and break a stone pillar. In front of him, this man wants to fight with him leg to leg. Isn't this looking for death?

His heart was so fierce that his legs were a little faster, and his two legs collided with each other with a bang.

Strong to strong, legs touched, and then there was a click. The two stopped all their actions and stood on the stage like a statue.

"Broken leg, broken leg, I heard the sound of fracture?"

"Whose leg is broken? Weak chicken or Panther?"

"Of course, it's a weak chicken. I've seen the leg skills of the black leopard. Even the stone pillar can be broken with one leg..."

"Are you blind? Can't you see that the Panther's leg has broken?"

In the boiling noise, people were surprised to find that the black leopard's lower leg had been kicked into a V-shape by Chen Fugui. The steel sweep leg, which had kicked countless opponents' heads, was kicked off!

Since its debut, the Panther who has never failed has failed! And it was still a move to beat him from his strongest point!

Feeling the intense pain from his legs, the Panther couldn't believe it was true. His strongest steel sweeper didn't compete with the Chinese in front of him. How could this be possible?

Chen Fugui slowly took back his right leg. His current cultivation has reached the second grade of dark strength. His shin full of genuine Qi can be broken, not to mention the stone column, even the steel column. Besides, it is a leg of the Panther.

"I fought with you!"

After the failure, the Panther had lost her mind, propped up on the ground with one hand, and kicked down the left leg towards Chen Fugui.

As a proud boxer, he can't say the word "admit defeat". Moreover, he knows what kind of mission he shoulders today. If he admits defeat on the stage, I'm afraid he won't live long after he goes down and will soon be shot to death.

Facing the Panther's dying blow, Chen Fugui flashed a touch of contempt in his eyes again, raised his hand and punched out.

Generally speaking, the fist is not as powerful as the leg anyway, but the cultivation gap between the two people is too large. One is just a black fist boxer, and the other is a master of dark strength, which is really incomparable.

Soon, there was another click over the ring, and the Panther's left leg was interrupted by another punch from Chen Fugui.

After losing both legs, the Panther could no longer stand. She fell down on the challenge arena and struggled several times without getting up.

At the end of the game, Chen Fugui won again.

There was a burst of cheers at the scene. Gamblers betting on Chen Fugui celebrated their victory one after another. The waiter in bikini almost jumped up happily and won two consecutive victories, bringing her an income of $100000.

She turned and looked at Qin Haodong. It was because she bet with this man that she changed her life.

"Thank you, sir!"

She said respectfully to Qin Haodong.

Qin Haodong smiled. "It's your own decision to bet on who. Don't thank me."

The waiter said, "Sir, you won the game again. Will you win the bonus or continue to bet?"

She trembled inexplicably at the thought that the man had won 100 million dollars.

"I continue to bet, as usual, all give me a weak chicken win." Qin Haodong glanced at the waiter who was ready to move, and said, "there are not many opportunities. If you want to bet, hurry up. There will be no shop after this village."

"Sir, do you think this weak chicken will win?"

The waiter hesitated. She wanted to put all her $100000 up and fight again. She had no bottom in her heart. She would accept it if she wanted to see it.

Qin Haodong said with a smile: "believe me, I'm right. I'm betting 100 million dollars. What are you afraid of?"

The waiter is right to think about it. People don't hesitate to press up $100 million, which shows that they have sufficient confidence in this weak chicken.

Coupled with the previous three victories, she was completely convinced by Qin Haodong's eyes and decided to gamble again.

"Thank you, sir."

After the waiter finished, he put all the 100000 dollars in his hand out.

On the ring, the panther with broken legs had been dragged down. Although the referee was very reluctant, he finally announced that Chen Fugui had won the game.

Chen Fugui glanced at him and said, "is there anything else to challenge?"

"This..."

Up to now, the referee can't decide at all. He turns his head and looks at the manager of the ring.

The manager is also anxious with a cold sweat on his face. Even the strongest panther in the audience has been kicked off. Who dares to challenge this terrible Chinese?

Just then, a cold voice came from the gate of the ring: "Chinese, I'll challenge you."

Everyone looked along the source of the sound and saw a white man with a height of two meters appeared at the gate of the ring. This guy weighs more than 200 kilograms and looks much stronger than King Kong. He is like a walking white bear. Every step will cause tremor in the boxing field.

The man had a yellow mossy head on his head and looked like a hippie gangster in a western film, but at this time, his face was very serious and his whole body exuded a powerful murderous spirit.

He is the chief instructor of the blood suit team, Anthony from Siberia training camp, nicknamed the great white bear.

Seeing Anthony coming out, Qin Haodong's face changed a little. This guy doesn't have any internal mental skills. It's very rare to improve his cultivation to the peak of Mingjin Jiupin only by crazy training to stimulate his personal potential.

If he is not worried, there is an essential difference between Ming Jin and dark Jin. After all, Chen Fugui is still several levels higher than this guy.

Moreover, as the former king of war, Chen Fugui will not lose to the big white bear in front of him in terms of killing skills and fighting skills.

Backstage of the ring, Ruan Chengfa breathed a sigh after seeing Anthony appear on the big screen, otherwise he really didn't know how to end today.

Just this game, Qin Haodong pressed $50 million. Although he has adjusted the odds to 1:2, he still has to pay a bet of $100 million.

Although he could get so much money from his daily advances in the boxing ring, I'm afraid Ruan Zhendong will immediately tear down his bones.

Now, he once saw Anthony's action. His skill was terrible and frightening. It was simply a killing machine, so in his opinion, the Chinese could not be Anthony's opponent even if he was powerful.

Anthony stepped onto the front desk step by step, looked at Chen Fugui fiercely and said, "I want to challenge you!"

Chen Fugui said indifferently, "yes, as long as you are not afraid of death."

Seeing that Chen Fugui accepted the challenge, the boxing ground manager breathed a sigh of relief and immediately played the two sides and the latest odds on the big screen.

According to Ruan Chengfa's arrangement, Chen Fugui's odds were adjusted to 1:1.5, while Anthony's odds fell to 1:2.

This is not to say that Ruan Chengfa has no confidence in Anthony. After operating in the casino for so many years, he knows very well about these gamblers.

At the moment, the lower the odds, the more these people will bet on Chen Fugui. When Anthony defeats the Chinese called weak chicken, he can not only get back all the money he just lost, but also make a lot of money on the contrary.

As he expected, these gamblers have seen Chen Fugui's terrible skill. They easily won three consecutive games with only one move per game. Although Anthony looks full of momentum, they still put all their chips on Chen Fugui.

Ruan Chengfa looked at the rapidly rising betting data on the electronic screen with a sneer on his lips. At the same time, he stared at Qin Haodong sitting in the VIP seat and expected him to press all the money in his hand.

What he is most afraid of now is that the Chinese will stop. If it is true, paying $100 million will hurt the muscles and bones of the boxing field, and not paying will greatly affect the reputation of the casino.

As he wished, Qin Haodong once again put all the $100 million he won on Chen Fugui.

Until now, Ruan Chengfa was relieved and sneered at the figure on the big screen: "boy, you can spit it out to me as you eat it."

Ten minutes later, the betting time ended and the boxing match began again.

On the ring, Chen Fugui glanced at Anthony and said, "you're better than those losers. Let's do it."

Anthony said murderously, "you do it first. If I do it first, you're dead."

"Over measure one's strength."

Chen Fugui shook his head and stopped talking nonsense to Anthony. He punched him in the chest.

As soon as Anthony's pupil shrinks, he reaches out and grabs Chen Fugui's fist. This is a trick he often uses. First break each other's arm, and then hit each other's head into rotten watermelon with his knee.

Chen Fugui's fist speed is not too fast. It doesn't seem to be too powerful. It's easy to be caught by Anthony.

Chen Fugui didn't even catch his fist for a moment, but he was surprised to find that Chen Fugui didn't even grasp his arm for a moment.

This fist looks very ordinary, but it contains very amazing power. In the blink of an eye, it broke through his hands and hit his chest.

With a dull bang, Anthony's body of more than 200 kilograms was hit in the air and hit the cage behind him.

Seeing that Chen Fugui punched Anthony away, the whole audience immediately boiling up. The gamblers who made heavy bets on Chen Fugui howled wildly:

"Good, weak chicken, you are good..."

"Kill him, kick his head, crush his eggs..."

The gamblers who bet on Anthony were blue in their intestines, and dirty words kept gushing out of their mouths:

"Waste, white is so big that he can't even stop a punch."

Backstage, Ruan Chengfa looked at the big screen proudly, but now the smile on his face froze like a stone statue.

How is that possible? Isn't Anthony a killing machine? How could you get kicked off by a punch?

Just when everyone thought that Chen Fugui locked the victory again, Anthony got up from the ground. Anyway, he was also a martial artist at the peak of Mingjin Jiupin and had rich fighting experience. Although he suffered some internal injuries just now, he didn't reach the point of breaking his muscles and bones.

He looked at the Chinese who was several sizes younger than him. His eyes were more dignified than ever before. He had never met such a strong person before, even stronger than the instructor in the Siberian training camp.

Chen Fugui looked at Anthony who got up again and said faintly, "you are really better than those people, but you are still a weak chicken."

After that, he punched Anthony again.

After trying his opponent's power, Anthony didn't dare to take it hard this time. He slipped under his feet and flashed about one meter to the side, ready to avoid the punch first, and then look for a chance to fight back.