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In the VIP room No. 6 on the second floor of the fighting arena, a young man wearing white casual clothes was looking at the fighting stage. To be precise, his eyes were fixed on Xiong Xingxing, who had the gorilla captain. The young man was very beautiful, slightly

His slender cheeks were as white as a girl's, and the corners of his mouth were slightly curved, as if he were smiling, but not quite. He was very comfortable, holding a wine glass in his right hand and shaking it gently.

Inside the wine glass was a small half cup of purple-red liquid, swaying slightly.

Not far from the young man sat a middle-aged man, holding a thick and long cigar in his hand, but he did not light it because Mr. Gao opposite him did not like others smoking in his place.

"Master Gao, how are you thinking? The competition is about to start." After a long time of silence from the young man, the middle-aged man finally couldn't help but speak.

Hearing this, the young man showed a faint smile, took a sip of the purple-red liquid in the wine glass, and then said slowly: "Two million."

The middle-aged man felt slightly happy when he heard this, but the next moment his face froze because the young man added two more words, "Tiger King."

"What..." The middle-aged man's face turned into a pig-like color instantly. In his mind, the opponent should have chosen the chimpanzee, because every time the opponent came to the fighting arena, he always bet on the side that was not favored. Why did the opponent choose the chimpanzee today?

What if the wind direction suddenly changed?

The young man kept a faint smile and repeated, "I bet two million on the Tiger King."

"Yes, Master." A man in black standing behind the young man immediately took the order and left VIP Room No. 6.

The middle-aged man stood up, adjusted his ugly face slightly, forced a smile that was even uglier than crying, and said politely: "Mr. Gao, the game is about to start, I won't disturb you anymore."

The young man nodded and continued to look at the center stage of the fighting arena.

The middle-aged man took a breath and walked slowly towards the door. However, when he just stepped out of the door, a young man's voice came from behind him.

"If you don't bother me, I think the two million will be pledged to Captain Orangutan."

The middle-aged man's steps slowed down, and his face immediately became extremely complicated. He wanted to come over to remind him, but he didn't want to backfire. For a while, he didn't know how to describe his mood.

…

Zhu Chang, Qi Jian and Yongping originally planned to bet five hundred Xingluo coins each, but when the host reported the odds, they angrily bet a thousand Xingluo coins. Yes, they were a little angry.

The odds on both sides are obviously not optimistic about Xiong Xingxing.

"***, how dare you despise our gorilla captain."

"Brother Bear, come on, beat that tiger king into a pig-headed king."

…

Fang Shi shook his head helplessly. He was not interested in betting on gambling, but out of the mentality of a friend, he also bet, but the amount was still the predetermined five hundred Xingluo coins.

Soon, the fight on the stage began at the referee's command.

Tiger King Tiger roared angrily and punched Xiong Xingxing almost instantly.

"So fast!" Xiong Xingxing's pupils shrank slightly, he immediately took a step with his right foot, bowed, exerted his strength, and also greeted him with a fist that showed no weakness.

"Bang!"

Fists collided with fists, and the dull sound of impact echoed in the center of the stage.

Under the impact of strength and power, the two of them took several steps back, but Tiger obviously took one step less than Xiong Xingxing.

Looking at the instant attack between the two people on the stage, Fang Shi narrowed his eyes slightly. Judging from the results, Tiger King Tiger was obviously stronger than Xiong Xingxing, but he knew that real fighting does not rely solely on strength.

, it also depends on the fighting skills of both parties.

Soon, the two of them were fighting together again. Their fists were like waves, hitting each other one after another; their legs were like strong wind, interlacing, showing off their respective leg skills. The two people's fighting styles were quite similar.

It is strong and neat, with almost no sloppiness. Every blow seems to be a powerful combination of speed and power.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes...

After a fierce battle, the strength of the two seemed to be about the same, and neither side seemed to gain any benefits. However, Fang Shi knew that the battle between the two was not as simple as it seemed on the surface, and Tiger was establishing his advantage bit by bit.

, once the accumulation reaches a certain level or Xiong Xingxing makes a big mistake, Tiger can seize the victory. This style of play seeks to achieve stability and win step by step. It is a style of play with the least risk and is also a very smart style of play.

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Indeed, as Fang Shi thought, Xiong Xingxing realized that with constant consumption, the space he could play was being compressed little by little by the opponent. If he could not break this continuously deteriorating state, when the space for play was compressed to a certain extent, he would fail.

It's destined to be him.

"Dang, Dang..."

At the tenth minute, the referee finally rang the bell for the first node. This kind of fighting match has a node every ten minutes, allowing one minute of rest to adjust the state.

The sweat on Xiong Xingxing's cheeks was like water. A high-intensity battle is the most physically demanding, not to mention that it lasted for ten minutes. Ordinary people would be close to exhaustion if they continued to fight for ten minutes. However, the stamina of soldiers is much better than that of others.

Ordinary people are much stronger.

Fang Shi, Qi Jian and others were already waiting under the ring, and Zhu Chang even went up to the stage to help the staff massage Xiong Xingxing.

"Boss Xiong, can you do it? If not, just give up." Zhu Chang reminded Xiong Xingxing while massaging him. At this time, he naturally saw that Xiong Xingxing was obviously at a disadvantage. He had also heard that

With Tiger King's reputation, it would be bad if he was injured.

Xiong Xingxing gasped and said: "Bullshit, I haven't been beaten to the ground yet."

One minute passed quickly, and before Xiong Xingxing could recover from his heavy breathing, he once again entered into a fierce battle with Tiger.

At this time, the movements of the two men were obviously a little slower than at the beginning of the battle.

With the continuous consumption, Xiong Xingxing became increasingly powerless. Not long after the start of the second quarter, he suffered a joint attack from the opponent. Fortunately, the hit part was only the shoulder. He quickly adjusted

In the past, if he had been attacked to a key part, he would have probably lost. In the subsequent battles, he completely switched to a defensive state, defending more and attacking less, and his space for performance was further compressed. Unless the opponent made some major mistakes, it would be difficult to win.

Tiger King Tiger became more and more courageous as he fought, gradually gained the initiative in the battle, mastered the basic rhythm of the battle, and his advantage was growing at a faster rate.

Not long after, Xiong Xingxing was hit by two more attacks in succession. They were not critical parts, but he could barely hold on.

Fang Shi frowned slightly in the audience, with some doubts in his heart. From the two attacks just now, he had noticed that Tiger had a chance to defeat Xiong Xingxing with one blow, but the other party seemed to have missed the opportunity deliberately. Could it be that
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