"He dares to challenge Han Junxi even if he is like this,"
"Yes, I want to die early and be reincarnated. None of Han Junxi's opponents before were not strong men, but they were all killed or seriously injured in front of Han Junxi. Now this guy is nothing to expect at first glance, haha, tonight again Gotta win a lot,”
"Did the boxing ring intend to give us money? They actually arranged for such a loose egg to fight Han Junxi. Haha, luckily I stood firm and continued to bet that Han Junxi would win."
"Actually, I am a patriotic person. I support and hope that our Chinese people will win, but I can't live with money, so I bet one million on Han Junxi as always,"
"This boy has great courage. Okay, Lin Ying, I support you, so I firmly place my bet on Han Junxi. As long as you can win Han Junxi, my 100,000 yuan will be donated to the country, haha …”
"I think it's impossible for the boxing ring to let Han Junxi win like this. I heard that the boxing ring has hired a master who paid a lot of money to come back. Will it be like the five games just now, where all the sticks are abnormally lost?"
"This guy can win over Han Junxi. If he can win, he will probably win with a black gun,"
"Don't talk nonsense, or I'll kill you if the boxing ring crosses the province,"
"Whatever, I have placed a heavy bet on Han Junxi anyway,"
Although the atmosphere was enthusiastic when Lin Mo appeared on the stage, judging from the opinions of most people, no one was optimistic about Lin Mo at all.
Amidst the many disdainful and disdainful arguments, Lin Mo has calmly stood on the ring.
The boxing ring is not too big, but it is not too small either. It is at least half the size of a basketball court. The ground is made of blue-grey cement with many dark red spots and streaks, which are obviously the result of countless fights. The blood stains underneath settled.
The layout of the boxing ring shows that the duel on this stage is a rough, brutal, killing, and cruel duel. There is no humanity, only victory and defeat, only life and death.
"Have you found out this person's background?" In the dark distance, the old Korean steward asked softly.
The middle-aged man next to him shook his head: "There has never been a young master named Lin Ying in China."
"That might be a young genius secretly cultivated by the Chinese military." The old steward frowned slightly, but then he raised his brows and said with a smile: "Young Master Junxi's strength is something we don't need to worry about. Look at this Chinese boy. There’s nothing special about going up there, we’ll just wait to return home in triumph,”
"Yes," the middle-aged man nodded, looking excited, thinking that he would return home in triumph, make great achievements, be promoted and make a fortune. This is for sure, and his seven mistresses would be well nourished.
"But we can't be careless. The gunmen are ready. If anything goes wrong, they will shoot immediately. All reputations are fake. Life is the most important thing," the old steward said.
"Understood, everything has been explained," the middle-aged man responded.
"That's good..." The old steward's eyes suddenly lit up, and Han Junxi appeared.
When Han Junxi appeared on the scene, the atmosphere of the scene immediately reached its peak, and screams continued.
"Han Junxi, I love you,"
"Honey, fuck me quickly, just think you are Han Junxi, I love him to death, I am willing to fuck him every day,"
"Bitch, I will fuck you to death. I will be Han Junxi from now on. I will fuck you to death every day."
"My dear, look at how fierce they are, you also speed up, Gao.
"The God of Wealth has appeared, and I am rich again tonight,"
When Han Junxi came out, he also had a calm expression on his face and stared at Lin Mo as soon as he came out.
Lin Mo's eyes were also fixed on Han Junxi when Han Junxi appeared on the stage.
The two of them stared at each other, ignoring everything around them. They stared at each other as if they were staring at the prey of the eagle.
In an instant, in the two people's perception, all the surrounding sounds, environment, and colors disappeared completely, and only each other was left in their minds, eyes, and ears.
At first glance, both of them felt that this was a real opponent.
Han Junxi finally stood on the stage.
"You will be beaten down by me like the people in front of you," Han Junxi stood firm, his eyes suddenly became extremely sharp, and his voice was low.
Lin Mobi smiled disapprovingly, but in his heart he had to praise his opponent for his good looks, with a high nose, eyebrows like swords, eyes like stars, regular facial features, and well-proportioned bones all over his body. Standing there, both in terms of body and temperament , all give people a perfect artistic conception.
But although Han Junxi spoke with confidence and seemed a little disdainful of Lin Mo, he did not dare to be careless in his heart. In his eyes, Lin Mo's hands were empty and hanging naturally, but he also had a powerful momentum.
"I know who you are, but since you were young, you have combined the strengths of the three schools into one, and your cultivation has reached the heavenly level that you ancient Chinese warriors said. Will you be my opponent?" Han Junxi looked relaxed and showed tranquility. , the Chinese dialect he spoke was clear, and in such a noisy scene, his voice could be clearly heard in Lin Mo's ears.
"Heaven-level, so what? A battle between you and me is different from a duel between ordinary warriors. It is impossible for you to break my mind and will in words, so we should start quickly. It is a waste of time. Bad behavior," Lin Mo said with a smile.
"That being the case..." Han Junxi smiled slightly, then his eyes turned cold: "Then let's get started,"
Han Junxi moved before the voice could even finish. He was shaken all over, his figure was carrying the wind, and with a dull sound of breaking through the air, he rushed forward with a crash, and he shot with unreserved murderous intent and fierce momentum. , the powerful energy rushed towards Lin Mo, trying to kill him.
"Kill him, beat him to death,"
"Han Junxi, come on,"
"Lin Ying, beat the stick to death,"
Han Junxi's move was shocking and caused many people to scream. These people all bet on Han Junxi to win.
Of course, there will always be people who like to bet on longshots, because the odds for the battle between Han Junxi and Lin Mo are much lower for Lin Mo. However, there are few people betting on longshots, so there are not many people cheering for Lin Mo.
Here, there is no country, only casinos.
Facing Han Junxi who was coming to kill him, Lin Mo narrowed his eyes slightly. This person was indeed powerful, definitely superior to Dragon Wolf Song Changhan and others. Han Junxi despised the younger generation of China, and he did have his capital.
But Lin Mo now is not comparable to Lin Mo when he fought against Long Lang and Song Changhan.
Facing a strong attack, he made a prompt decision, stepped hard, jumped up out of the air with a swish, then threw down his hands, struck the sky with the eagle, grabbed, tore, and pulled... Many changes in the condor's attack were displayed in an instant.
Han Junxi smiled coldly, raised his toes into the air to meet him, like a demon god ascending, slapped Lin Mo's crotch with a palm, and hit Lin Mo's chest with a punch. His attacks were vicious and vicious, no matter which punch he struck. , if hit, Lin Mo will definitely lose.
"good,"
Han Junxi's reaction and moves made Lin Mo feel that this was a rare opponent. With a loud roar and a shake of his arms, Long Dong Zhan Ye Fist was finally released, and his fists were swung out instantly.
Immediately, a strong wind killed them.
Bang bang.
The four fists collided instantly, and the two men's bodies swayed slightly. Then Han Junxi stretched out his arms, suddenly changed, hooked his fingers inward, and fiercely clasped Lin Mo's wrists.
As soon as I saw Han Junxi's change of moves and Han Junxi's fingers, I immediately knew in my heart that Han Junxi's real strength was not his boxing skills but his grasping skills, which were the most powerful. If he was hit, the consequences would be disastrous.
So when the other party's fingers clasped at him, he didn't give in. He just shook his arm, like shaking a big pole. It loosened and softened, and the pores in the elbow joints opened and closed. Secret energy was erupting. When Han Junxi's fingers hit his, When I held my hand, it shook all of a sudden.
Han Junxi's face changed slightly. Lin Mo's secret energy actually made his fingers numb, but that didn't make him afraid. He opened his fingers suddenly, and at the same time, his body shrank and bounced, and he suddenly burst into flames. With strength, his ten fingers were like swords, thrust forward, and hit the vital points in front of Lin Mo.
Regardless of his reaction or fighting style, Han Junxi showed his ruthlessness and changeability to the fullest. He has dominated this underground boxing ring for so many days. His strength is really not comparable to that of ordinary warriors. Lin Mo even felt that if he hadn't broken through to If you are in the mid-level heaven level, it is really not easy to defeat this person.
Until now, Lin Mo has determined that Han Junxi's cultivation has reached the middle stage of heaven level, and is at the peak of the middle stage, not below him. In addition, Han Junxi has the strengths of the three schools, his fighting style is changeable, and his moves are cruel. , with such an opponent, Lin Mo felt that defeating Han Junxi would be of immeasurable benefit to him. This is really a rare opponent.
"It's actually a waste to come here to fight black boxing with your strength. If you stayed in your country honestly, you could really become the number one person in South Korea. It's a pity that you came to China instead." Come and run wild, so tonight will be the most glorious end of your life,"
Lin Mo's arms suddenly flashed, his fists shook and shot out several fist shadows, and Long Dong Zhan Ye Fist began to exert its full force.
"It's not certain who will end. If you, the younger generation of China, are the most powerful, then no one in China will be my opponent in the future. I can feel that if I defeat you, I can break through to the late Heaven Level,"
Han Junxi was not affected by Lin Mo's words. To say that it was affected, it aroused his fighting spirit. He could also feel that Lin Mo was a rare opponent on his path of cultivation. When the shadow of Lin Mo's fist filled the air, When he got up, he spoke faster and raised his hands quickly.
Bang bang bang bang...
On the ring, a strong wind suddenly picked up, and the sound of collisions continued. The two men's attacks became faster and faster, and every move and every move was completely natural. The strong wind blew, the power was fierce, and each move killed people.
"Stimulate,"
"So powerful,"
"come on,"
"Haha, this is just like in the movie. Even if you lose money, tonight is worth it,"
"Lin Ying, you have to strive for glory, glory for us Chinese people, and glory for my wallet. I have spent all my money on you,"
"I don't care whether it brings glory to China or not, I just want to win money,"
"Han Junxi, come on, you are invincible, you are my god of wealth, as long as you can win, you are also my god of wealth,"
The fight between the two became more and more intense, and they started to get really angry. There were screams in the stands, and the audience became more and more excited and excited.