Chapter 448

Just as Liu Cheng and No. 9 were ready to fight again, the windbreaker turned back. He waved his hands and saw the air engine flashing, suppressing the voices of these people in the box.

"Dear guests, the boss has already given instructions!" The windbreaker man said in a loud voice. With the surging of the air engine, his voice came into these people's ears.

At this time, the box was quiet again.

Just listen to the windbreaker man said: "the boss said, let the two on the field continue to fight, continue this championship battle!"

Once the words came out, the box was boiling again, but this time it was not complaints and discontent, but more support and shouting.

When the voice in the box gradually died down, the windbreaker man said with a smile: "the boss, in order to make everyone have a good time, specially increased the bet three times this time."

With that, he left the stage for Liu Cheng and No. 9.

In the past, the lowest gambling capital of the king's court was 30000, but now it has increased by three times, and naturally it has become 90000.

After hearing this sentence, Gangzi could not help but be stunned, "lying trough, it's like robbing money!"

Of course, it's just Gangzi who is shocked. For the spectators in the box, they are all hundreds of thousands or even millions. The starting point of 90000 is nothing.

At this time, No. 9 looks at Liu Cheng, and his Qi rises again. The fierce light in his eyes is even worse. It's just like a wild animal, crazy to the extreme.

Liu Cheng was slightly stunned. He didn't understand why this guy would kill himself.

Is it really for a so-called champion?

When he didn't understand, No. 9 roared and rushed directly. His hands were grasping wildly and his fingertips were surging. There was no fancy move. It was just like a child fighting.

Liu Cheng just glanced at it and saw that there were at least a dozen flaws in his moves. He knew that the reason why No. 9 was able to beat others just now was because of his own strength. Naturally, the strength of Qi was much stronger than brute force.

Even those who are in the first level of metaphysics can easily defeat the first master in the secular world.

I can't help it. It's from the bone.

No. 9 is just like this. In terms of moves, he may not be as good as an ordinary layman disciple in Shaolin Temple, but his strength of Qi is strong enough to compete with the second class master.

At this time, No. 9's hands had been seized.

Liu Cheng frowned slightly, sidestepped away and didn't move.

When No. 9 saw that the first move failed, he turned his body, took out his hand again, and grasped wildly with both hands. For a moment, the air engine fluctuated too violently, as if he could hear the sound of the air colliding with his fingertips.

Sonic boom!

Liu Cheng drinks lightly, flies to get up, dodges a sweeping leg of No. 9.

He just didn't want to argue with No. 9, but the spectators in the box couldn't bear it. What they wanted to see was exciting and bloody fighting, not this kind of evasion.

For a moment, there was a surge of laughter in the box.

Naturally, the windbreaker also noticed this. He saw that Liu Cheng's ability was unusual, so he quickly checked Liu Cheng's information.

"Liu Song, a native of Nanjing, is 26 years old this year," said the windbreaker. Looking at the records, he frowned slightly. It's the same as nothing written on it. Even his name is not true. After all, those who can come to the underground boxing field can't use his ID card. Even if they use it, it's fake.

At this time, the windbreaker man saw the following record.

"What, beat King Kong in one move?" The windbreaker man was shocked. He knew the strength of King Kong. He was a serious master of Yipin, and even was in the later stage of Yipin.

The reason why King Kong is allowed to stay in the ordinary field is to select these basic and talented talents.

Since the establishment of this underground boxing ground, King Kong has almost never lost a game in the ordinary field. If ordinary people can support 50 moves in his hands, they can be selected into the king's field.

But this young man defeated King Kong in one move!

It's hard to imagine. The windbreaker stares at Liu Cheng's action and says, "is this man himself a metaphysician?".

Just when he was shocked, the spectators in the box were already very dissatisfied, and they began to quarrel.

"Damn it, call me. I don't spend money to watch you jump around!"

"If you don't, just give it to me, and your boss will call it out!"

"What the hell are you going to see?"

The man in the windbreaker frowned as he listened to the shouts of these people in the box. He said in a low voice: "what a bunch of pigs!"

Although he was scolding, the windbreaker knew that he didn't dare to offend these people. Then he flew up and said to Liu Chenghe No. 9: "No. 9 and No. 14, show your real skills. This time, the champion can get a bonus of three million yuan and the holy medicine to improve his real strength!"

It seems that he heard the word "holy medicine". The heat in No. 9's eyes was more obvious. He roared wildly in the field and hit the ground with his fists. The high platform cracked and a crack several meters long appeared.Liu Cheng could not help but be stunned, "holy medicine? What kind of elixir? Is it because of this holy medicine that No. 9 gas engine is so weird? "

He thought a lot of things at one time, and it was related to the previous speculation. It seems that if he wants to investigate these things clearly, he must defeat the No. 9.

After thinking about it, Liu Cheng suddenly came to No. 9.

No. 9 has been unable to beat Liu Cheng, not to mention how anxious he was. Seeing him appear in front of him, and within reach, he was ecstatic for a moment.

He roared and grabbed Liu Cheng's head with both hands.

Liu Cheng frowned slightly, and his face was full of disgust. At the moment, No. 9 was no longer a person in his eyes.

It's a beast!

"Boom!" It's just a simple move. Liu Cheng flies No. 9 directly. The latter bumps into the ground heavily, spouting blood.

For a moment, the box was shocked.

For the first time, when they saw such a crisp fight, they managed to solve each other.

Even the windbreaker man in the distance was shocked. He stared at Liu Cheng and said in his heart: "this guy has only one level of strength. Why can he beat No. 9 in one move? Is there anything wrong with the fourteenth? "

At this time, Liu Chengjian on the stage had defeated No. 9, and then walked over. He looked at No. 9, and saw that his chest was full of blood, but he still roared. He was obviously defeated by his own move.

"You are not my opponent, don't struggle!" Liu Cheng said faintly that he had found out clearly that No. 9 was obviously overdraft potential. Although he didn't know what he had experienced, this degree of overdraft could hardly survive for a year.

"This underground ring is really frightening!" He looked up at the windbreaker man in the distance and said in his heart.