When the director came forward, Wang Xingxiong immediately promised in front of everyone: If Lu Yunying wins the boxing match tonight, he will never embarrass Xiaoyan and his daughter, and he will not secretly take revenge on Yunying.

Of course, not many people believe Wang Xingxiong's words. However, it is certain that if Yun Ying really wins, even if Wang Xingxiong wants to deal with him, he will not do it blatantly. At the very least, he will find an excuse or take action secretly.

At 8:40 in the evening, two men entered the underground arena with great swagger. One of them was Sun Wu, the master of Bagua, and the other was more than two meters tall, naked and wearing only a pair of boxer briefs.

The hair on this man's heart, arms, and thighs is particularly developed, and the color of his eyes is relatively light. You can tell at a glance that he is not from China. He stands in the crowd, like a big mountain, giving people a heavy sense of pressure.

He Xuelan pointed at the man and whispered to Yun Ying: "This is the Russian Hercules. It is said that he can kill a bison with one punch even without using all his strength."

Yun Ying looked at the man carefully, then smiled lightly and said confidently: "It's just a stupid cow, definitely not as powerful as Liu Huaguo. If you trust me, bet a little more, and I will help you win money."

At this time, Mo Chonglin walked onto the ring with a loudspeaker and said loudly: "Due to Liu Huaguo's own reasons, he can't box tonight, so we have to invite another person."

He pointed at the very tall foreigner and said with a smile: "He is the boxer who replaced Liu Huaguo. His name is Yelufu. He is a Russian and can lift a motorcycle weighing several hundred kilograms with one hand, so

Everyone calls him the Russian Strong Man. Tonight is still the same as Monday night, no matter who it is, the odds are 1:2. Time is running out, everyone hurry up and place your bets."

Then, the audience placed bets one after another.

The one who betted the largest amount was He Xuelan, who actually bet 10 million. The second was gambling king He Jingang, who also bet 6 million. Of course, they all bought Lu Yunying. With the two of them taking the lead, most of the audience

I also bought Lu Yunying.

In just ten minutes, the amount of bets reached more than 90 million. Moreover, 80 million was actually for Lu Yunying.

"Brother, you must show off the prestige of our country and beat the so-called Russian strongman to the ground!" He Jingang walked up to Yun Ying and said solemnly.

When Yun Ying thought of the scene in the TV series "Huo Yuanjia" where Huo Yuanjia and foreigners were fighting in the ring, he immediately felt as if he was actually there, his blood boiled and his pride surged to the sky, and he loudly said: "Our Chinese martial arts are broad, profound and all-encompassing. I

Although I only know a little bit about it, I have enough confidence that I will definitely win this game!"

"good!"

"Chinese martial arts will last forever!"

Below the ring, waves of cheers and applause suddenly erupted, like a tsunami, flooding the entire arena.

The Russian strongman's expression changed. He felt humiliated. His face swelled up and his eyes stared at Lu Yunying, full of hatred.

Before Mo Chonglin could speak, the Russian strongman rushed onto the ring. Every time his feet fell, a "rumbling" sound came from the floor, like a hammer hitting the earth, which was simply shaking.

human heart.

After entering the ring, he glanced at the audience, his eyes were like lightning, extremely sharp, and immediately silenced everyone. Then, his eyes fell on Yun Ying, then he hooked his index finger and said in English: "

Boy, come up!"

Yun Ying didn't say anything, and jumped directly, like a dragonfly touching water, and he was on the ring in an instant.

The Russian strongman sneered and walked over step by step, making the ring seem to shake. Then, he quickly pumped out his fist, which was bigger than an ordinary person's thigh, and the veins were bulging, which was scary to look at.

Yun Ying quickly got lucky, turned his palm, used the force to push upward diagonally, and collided with the fist of the Russian strongman.

Bang!

Yun Ying felt his palm hit a big mountain, causing him to take two steps back.

But the Russian Hercules remained motionless, with a cold and cruel smile still hanging on his lips. He glanced at Lu Yunying and mocked in English: "People from China all have several common characteristics. They are small in stature, weak in strength, and the things below

It’s also small! In short, everything is small!”

Although Yun Ying didn't read many books, he still understood what the Russian strongman said. He suddenly turned cold and burst out with frightening murderous intent: "What's the use of your things? I will crush your things myself today!"

"

Before the words left his mouth, Yun Ying had already rushed in front of the Russian strongman, stretched his right hand to his crotch, and then lifted it up, preparing to use a monkey to pick peaches!

The Russian strongman's face darkened, he bent down and pressed down with his palm. His strength was so great that he blocked Yun Ying's hand.

Unexpectedly, Yun Ying suddenly bent his leg backwards, his body bent into a big bow, and his foot hit the Russian Hercules' forehead.

Snap!

The Russian strongman took two steps and almost fell to the ground. His face was swollen like a balloon, and his heart was full of anger.

"good!"

"continue!"

"Crush his testicles to pieces and see if he still dares to be arrogant!"

The audience were all from China, and they were offended by the Russian strongman's words just now. Now that they saw Yun Ying defeating the Russian strongman, they felt very relieved.

When the Russian strongman heard the words of the audience, he became even more angry. Several veins as thick as his little finger popped up on his forehead, and his face twitched violently, like a wolf about to go crazy.

He gritted his teeth and approached Yun Ying step by step. Then, with a condescending attitude, he punched downwards, the wind of the fist roaring!

Yun Ying was two heads shorter than him, like a nimble ape. She turned around and instantly turned behind him. Then, Yun Ying used all her strength to put her feet on her feet and kicked the Russian Hercules on the butt.

The Russian strongman almost fell and ate shit!

"You're tall, what's the use of being big? You're just a stupid pig." Yun Ying clapped his hands with a confident smile on his face.

"Looking for death!" the Russian strongman yelled, then turned around and kicked Yun Ying in the crotch.

Yun Ying tiptoed, jumped up, then stepped on the Russian strongman's foot with his left foot, used the force to bounce, and hit his chin with one knee of his right foot.

Bang! The Russian strongman lost his balance and fell backwards. The back of his head hit the floor directly, and bright red blood flowed from the corners of his mouth and nose.

"Fuck him!"

"Don't let him breathe, just fuck him to death!"

Under the ring, shouts came out again.

However, the faces of Mo Chonglin and Wang Xingxiong were ugly. Especially Wang Xingxiong, with his eyes narrowed like sharp swords, he stared at Lu Yunying on the ring, as if he wanted to eat him alive.

On the ring, the Russian strongman shook his head to wake himself up quickly, then flicked his feet and stood up again.

Yun Ying quickly rushed over, his hands shaped into claws, grabbing the opponent's throat with one hand, and grabbing at the heart with the other.

"Humph!" the Russian strongman shouted coldly, quickly stretched out his hands, and unexpectedly grabbed Yun Ying's wrist, and then raised his hands upwards, lifting Yun Ying's entire body.

This action seemed awkward, but the audience was sweating coldly. Because Yun Ying had been lifted up, and his feet were not touching the ground, so he lost his center of gravity and made it difficult to move. If he was thrown off, he might

His spine was broken.

Just as the audience feared, the Russian strongman used this trick.

I saw him tightly grabbing Yun Ying's hands and throwing them to the ground, like whipping a whip, with infinite force.

At this time, the audience's hearts were beating fast and they didn't dare to breathe. Even the director's expression changed, his eyebrows were furrowed tightly, obviously he was frightened.

On the ring, with a roar, Yun Ying's body was about to be thrown to the ground by the Russian strongman!

At this time, Yun Ying's legs suddenly tilted back, as fast as lightning, and his body bent into a big bow again, and his legs suddenly clamped the Russian Hercules' waist from behind.

This time, Yun Ying was not thrown off!

He was like an iron vice, tightly embedded in the back of the Russian Hercules.

The audience finally took a long breath.

However, the Russian Hercules has a new means of attack!

I saw him lying back, trying to use his body, which was as strong as an ox and weighed three to four hundred kilograms, to crush Yun Ying into a meat pie!

This time, the audience's hearts are in their throats again!

Suddenly, with a whooshing sound, Yun Ying's body turned in mid-air, turning from behind the Russian strongman to in front.

With a bang, the Russian Hercules' body hit the floor hard, and several shocking cracks appeared on the floor. However, he himself let out a heart-rending scream, and scarlet blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

Come.

This time, not only did he not hurt Yun Ying, but he brought it upon himself!

Yun Ying quickly opened his hands and broke free from the Russian strongman's hands with a snap, then stepped aside and said indifferently: "You are so stupid, hit the floor by yourself!"

"You..." The Russian Hercules was so angry that he didn't care about his own injuries. He stretched out his hands, quickly jumped up, and then rushed towards Yun Ying.

He knew that his skills were not as flexible as Yun Ying's, and all he had was brute force. So, he threw himself behind Yun Ying, and used his hands to hoop Yun Ying and strangle him to death!

Yun Ying sneered and struck back with an elbow, like the tip of a spear striking out, hitting the Russian Hercules' heart with a bang, causing him to spit out another mouthful of blood and loosen his hands a little.

Immediately afterwards, Yun Ying turned around and reached down with his right hand, like a snake's head reaching into the crotch of a Russian strongman, and pinched it suddenly.

Puff!

A pool of blood splashed out from the Russian strongman's crotch, and the fishy smell hit his nostrils. His testicles had been completely crushed!

His eyes turned white, his whole body trembled, and then he fell to the ground and never moved again.
Chapter completed!