In just half an hour, the bet amount has reached an astonishing number: 1.37 billion!

Judging from the amount of bets, most of the people are optimistic about Liu Huaguo. The amount of money to buy Liu Huaguo is 1 billion! The amount of money to buy Luo Wanzhong is only 370 million!

"Just because Liu Huaguo is the successor of Huo Yuanjia, I must support Liu Huaguo!"

This is what most people say!

Liu Huaguo is the descendant of Huo Yuanjia, and Huo Yuanjia is a national hero of China. Ninety-nine percent of the people present are from China. They support Liu Huaguo with respect for Huo Yuanjia!

When Lu Yunying saw this scene, a warm feeling rose in her heart.

Liu Huaguo looked at the audience under the ring and was moved for the first time and shouted loudly: "I am not very good at speaking. Since everyone supports me and believe me, I will do my best to not disappoint everyone!"

"The mysterious fist will last forever!" The gambling king was the first to shout, cheering for Liu Huaguo.

Others agreed.

"Liu Huaguo will win and defeat the fake Japanese!"

"Down with fake Japanese!"

...

When Luo Wanzhong heard the three words "fake Japanese", he changed color slightly, but did not occur.

Time flies, and it is nine o'clock in a flash.

Wang Xingxiong walked to the ring, pressed his hands to calm everyone down, and shouted loudly: "Nine o'clock is here. The boxing race will begin soon!"

Then, several people carried a few pieces of transparent glass and surrounded the ring in the middle. The glasses were very hard and would not easily hurt when broken. The glasses were blocked around the ring in order to prevent Luo Wanzhong's darts from flying.

Come out and hurt everyone.

With these glasses, the safety of the audience can be best protected and the duel on the ring can be accurately seen.

"Brother Hua Guo, you must win!" Lu Yunying shouted loudly, clenching his fists.

"Liu Huaguo, you must carry forward the mysterious fist..." The gambling king also shouted loudly.

"I must win!" Liu Huaguo glanced at everyone, as if he had made a great wish.

Luo Wanzhong said with a smile: "In this world, you can't win just by wanting to win! To win, you have to show enough strength and you can't just talk about it!"

Then, Luo Wanzhong waved his right hand and eight darts flew out from his sleeves.

These eight darts lined up in a strange pattern, attacking Liu Huaguo's eyes, eyebrows, throat, heart, crotch, and two thighs.

These eight parts are the most important parts of the human body.

The two were ten meters apart, and these eight darts were as fast as lightning. In the blink of an eye, they arrived at Liu Huaguo's side.

Under the arena, those who were optimistic about Liu Huaguo clenched their fists and were worried about Liu Huaguo.

Especially Lu Yunying, she was more worried than anyone else. Her eyes were almost narrowed into a line, and she silently shouted in her heart: "Brother Hua Guo, you must win!"

Just as everyone was holding their breath and calmly, Liu Huaguo suddenly disappeared from the spot, leaving only a afterimage.

The eight darts flew past the afterimage and finally hit the transparent glass, making a "dongdongdongdong..." sound.

Seeing this, the audience under the ring let out a long sigh and felt relieved.

Lu Yunying wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said to himself: "It seems that Brother Hua's martial arts are deeper than before. Even if his thigh is injured, he has such speed. He actually avoided Luo Wanzhong as fast as lightning.

Darts.”

At that time, on the ring, Liu Huaguo's figure suddenly floated to Luo Wanzhong's side, and his fists came out together, like two dragons going out to sea, rolling up a strong wind ten feet, whistling. Even the audience outside the glass seemed to be

I could feel a chill passing by.

However, Luo Wanzhong not only did not panic, but even sneered, and said proudly: "The Mizhi Fist is mainly a word fast, confusing the enemy and making the enemy unable to see the truth and reality! However, your move is useless to me!

”

Before his words could be dissipated, Luo Wanzhong pushed his palms upwards, clamping his forward momentum, and gravity hit Liu Huaguo's wrist.

A snap!

Liu Huaguo was as stable as Mount Tai, but Luo Wanzhong took a step back and his palms were red.

"You are wrong. The mysterious fist is not only fast, but also fierce and heavy!" Liu Huaguo stepped out while speaking, and his feet were like an ancient demon mountain falling, falling heavily on the ring. The ring made a "boom".

Smoke and dust are everywhere.

Seeing this scene, Xiang Huasheng was the first to stand up and said in shock: "Thousand-pound heavy legs! But it's a bit different... Huh? His leg was bleeding? Could it be that he was injured, so he didn't use Thousand-pound heavy legs.

The power of it?”

Lu Yunying stared at Liu Huaguo's thighs and saw blood leaking from Liu Huaguo's thighs. He couldn't help but worry again and prayed silently.

On the ring, Liu Huaguo once again launched his double palms.

This time, the speed was not very fast, but it was like a rush of mountains and rivers. The palms were lined up side by side, and the space around it was violent and irritating, as if it was about to collapse.

From this we can see how powerful this move is!

Luo Wanzhong changed color instantly and quickly bent down. At the same time, he waved his right hand diagonally upward and issued three darts, two of which shot straight towards Liu Huaguo's legs, and the other flew towards Liu Huaguo's throat.

Liu Huaguo frowned, twisted his head, and the dart flew past his neck, which was really dangerous and dangerous.

At the same time, his hands sank down, slapped Luo Wanzhong's back with a condescending force.

However, his feet did not move and were hit by two other darts!

Blood gushed out!

Especially the right foot, which was originally injured, but now it was hit by a dart, and the injury was even worse, making the blood flowing so shockingly.

His feet trembled for a moment, as if he couldn't stand firmly and was about to fall down softly.

However, he gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain, and continued to pat Luo Wanzhong's back with his palms.

Due to these small actions, it delayed for a few seconds.

Luo Wanzhong had already raised his hands and supported him hard, shaking Liu Huaguo's palms.

A snap!

Liu Huaguo was so shocked by the huge force that he leaned back and almost fell to the ground. His feet were shaking even harder, as if he was unable to stand firmly.

Luo Wanzhong was kneeling on the ground with his knees. The fabric on his knees had been shattered and blood was flowing out of his knees, which was obviously not good.

"Brother Hua Guo, you must win!" Lu Yunying shouted loudly: "Luo Wanzhong has used a dart, and you have also used a weapon! Take out a nunchuck!"

"Liu Huaguo, use your nunchaku!"

"Take out your weapon and knock Luo Wanzhong down!"

Amid the shouts of everyone, Liu Huaguo pulled out a black nunchaku from behind, and the cold light shone.

I don’t know what material is made of Nunchakus, but it is solid and heavy. Every time Liu Huaguo waves, he makes a "whimper" sound, like a ghost shouting next to him, which puts a lot of pressure on people.

A bang!

Liu Huaguo held a nunchaku in his right hand and slapped Luo Wanzhong hard in the head, but unfortunately he was dodged by Luo Wanzhong.
Chapter completed!