Chapter 23 Eight-ring Baji Fist, ghost shadows and traces
“No. 9 is dead!”
“This, I’m afraid this is not good!”
"It's such a pity that he died so young!"
No. 9's body hung motionless on the iron net, with a mixture of white and red flowing from his temples, filled with an incomprehensible feeling. Abstract art sense.
The bloody scene made the spectators calm down one by one. They, including the referee above, were dumbfounded. No one knew what to do now.
Everyone thought about various endings, but they never thought that No. 9 would be directly kicked to death!
It’s still such a miserable way to die with your brains kicked out!
But the underground boxing ring never cares about what is decent or not. The underground boxing ring only recognizes who loses and who wins.
The referee finally reacted after his brain shut down for seven or eight seconds, and rushed forward and said, "Congratulations to the old boxing champion No. 7 for successfully defending his title! He is indeed a real boxing champion who has won the gold belt! As expected, It’s not something these young people can match!”
"At the same time, our largest prize pool today is about to be drawn! The odds are 10 to 10. Friends who bet on the No. 7 boxing champion are rich this time!"
"The biggest prize pool for betting on the boxing champion this time is 10 to 10. A sum of money is a deposit of 800,000 from Mr. Zhang San! He will receive a reward of 8 million and the opportunity to meet the old boxing champion alone!"
"Congratulations to Mr. Zhang for becoming the winner of this roulette game! The luckiest guy! Let’s give applause to No. 7 and Mr. Zhang. Please take Mr. Zhang and the old boxing champion to the reception room to meet!”
“Next, No. 3 and No. 8 are from! Longnan area! No. 8 is from Longdong area! "
"No. 3 is known as the young man with no defeat in thirty-eight games! Let's dry our eyes and prepare for this battle between dragon and tiger..."
In the referee's passionate voice, several hot concierge girls surrounded Qin Feng. The fragrant wind blew on his face, his arms and legs were moisturized, and he was charming. This made Qin Feng enjoy it very much. He really knows how to deal with men. The school belle is not as good as the vixen in society.
"Brother, you are so generous! Your eyes are so sharp that you are fascinated by it!"
"Brother, you are so powerful!"
All the girls and stars are surrounding you. He was obsessed with Qin Feng and even took the initiative to seduce Qin Feng.
Qin Feng hugged him from left to right and walked towards the box where he met the boxer.
Here we have to mention the rules of the boxing ring, the individual meetings between boxers and the biggest profiteers.
This meeting shows the wisdom of the boxing ring boss.
In order to maintain profits, underground boxing rings give boxers very little money, but they provide the biggest profiteers with opportunities to meet the boxers.
According to the rules of the boxing ring, the person who makes a profit must give a portion of the money to the boxer. After all, you are relying on others to make a profit!
Does Qin Feng know the plan of the boxing ring?
Know!
The door is very clean!
Then Qin Feng didn’t run away, but went to meet others stupidly?
There is a reason for this!
Qin Feng knew the other party’s secret. The other party was invited by No. 9’s father to be a sparring partner. As a result, you killed the sparring partner’s employer’s son. This secret is worth a million at least!
Yes!
Qin Fenglai’s only idea of meeting the boxer was to explode the opponent’s gold coins!
Maybe the boxing ring didn’t expect that the guy they wanted to explode the gold coins actually wanted to explode their own gold coins!
This can only be lamented, Dragon City of Wuhua Tianbao, excellent matching mechanism.
Before the private room, Qin Feng reluctantly kissed the vixens goodbye one by one, then opened the door and entered the private room.
In the private room, the old boxing champion No. 7 has put on a brand new and spacious martial arts uniform, and has been waiting for a long time.
The old boxing champion looked at the seventy-year-old man in front of him and smiled politely, "Congratulations, my friend, for winning the biggest prize!"
Qin Feng was sitting on the sofa, with a pretended expression on his face. The deputy, who had seen countless ups and downs, said calmly, "It's only a small amount of money, but it's a lot more fun over there in Xianyang than here!"
The old boxing champion's eyes flashed, "Listen to the old gentleman's tone, Are you from Xianyang?"
Qin Feng said with a smile, "I am from all over the world, I can't tell you where I am from! But my friend Mizongbu is good at it. How many years have you been practicing Mizongbu?" >
The old boxing champion said, "About ten years!"
Qin Feng said with a smile, "Have we already fallen into a bottleneck? Can't break through?" The old boxing champion thought thoughtfully, "Senior, do you have any clever tricks?"
Qin Feng said with a smile, "Well, you stand up, and I will show you the Mizong Step!"
The old boxing champion looked at the old man in front of him suspiciously, what the hell, you Want to cast Lost Step? Will you lose track of your steps? Could it be that you want to use your empty hand to trick me into a trap?
As for Qin Feng, Qin Feng had no such idea at all.
Qin Fenggang watched all the steps of Mizongbu in the audience, and simulated Mizongbu’s breathing frequency, heartbeat, body movement patterns, and even the secret of Mizongbu!
Qin Feng now wants the other party to comment on himself, how effective is the Lost Tracking Step he simulated with his invincible brain.
The old boxing champion and Qin Feng stood at each other's side with their own motives. Qin Feng squinted his eyes and said, "It's starting!"
The next moment, Qin Feng in front of the old boxing champion disappeared!
The old boxing champion was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile, "Isn't this the starting move of the old senior good? There is no prelude of jumping left and right to blur the opponent's vision, but jumping up and down, which is interesting!"
Behind the old boxing champion, Qin Feng's voice came, "Then can you catch me?"
"Of course!"
The old boxing champion took a step away, leaning his figure into a 45-degree carp stance. He suddenly turned around and struck the black tiger to take out his heart!
But what surprised the old boxing champion was that there was nothing behind him!
how so!
The old boxing champion has been practicing Mizongbu for many years and is very clear about the characteristics and breakthrough points of Mizongbu. That is, when the body twists in a small range, it can increase the range of vision and catch the opponent!
At this moment, the old boxing champion’s field of vision reached 270 degrees, which was twice as much as 180 degrees!
But, even so, I still didn’t see the old man!
This, how is this possible!
The old boxing champion laughed and said, "Senior's Mizongbu is really powerful! It's comparable to the Ghost Shadow Muzongbu!"
Qin Feng said, "It's okay. If you try again, you might be able to find me, but I don't know for sure!"
The old boxing champion put one hand on the ground and then performed a 720-degree volley reversal!
The old boxing champion's figure is crazy, but Qin Feng, who has his back turned to the old boxing champion, is faster, spinning around the blind spot of his vision almost at the same time!
At this moment, on the glass door of the box, the old boxing champion saw Qin Feng’s figure. Qin Feng’s shadow was reaching its extreme. As he walked, it was almost impossible to see Qin Feng’s face clearly. He could only see him Blurred figure!
The old boxing champion was convinced in his heart that the old man's mizunbu was already better than his own, and he would not be his opponent in another place.
According to the rules of the boxing ring, the biggest profiteer and the boxer meeting in private are actually for the boxer to profit!
This old man showed me this skill, undoubtedly telling me that he can escape my control and does not need to pay me!
Now it seems that this is really the case. Qin Feng is also telling the old boxing champion, I can run away at any time. When I tell you to secretly blow your gold coins later, you'd better be honest. Really give me gold coins!
Don’t think about killing people and silencing them, you can’t kill me at all!
Unfortunately, Qin Feng was still new to the world. Qin Feng didn't know that his early exposure of his strength had already made the old boxing champion murderous.
From the perspective of the old boxing champion, I should take the money. If you don’t give it to me, then don’t blame me for taking it!
As long as I kill you!
Those eight million are all mine!
I have to admire the excellent matching mechanism!
Suddenly, both sides wanted to blast each other's gold coins!
At this time, a simple discussion has turned into a robbery!
Whoever is more skilled can explode the opponent's gold coins!
Wanting to understand this, the old boxing champion stared at Qin Feng's figure on the mirror, turned around suddenly, and used his left hand to grab the heart of the black tiger, and grabbed the back of his right arm and armpit!
Qin Feng realized something was wrong at this moment, and the old guy fell out!
Qin Feng said angrily, "You committed a foul! You actually used a mirror to find me!"
"Black Tiger ripped out your heart! This move is very cruel!"
It's too late to say that, then Soon, he was caught off guard and with a move, the black tiger directly grabbed Qin Feng's body and pinned him to the ground!
At this moment, the old boxing champion was already murderous. He stepped on Qin Feng's heart and punched Qin Feng's Tianling Gai!
Qin Feng's eyes flashed fiercely, and he raised his right arm, thinking about the secret of Bajiquan No. 7. He only heard the five crisp sounds of Qin Feng's five finger joints on his right hand. The arm bones are ringing, the shoulders are ringing, and finally it is accompanied by the surging and muffled sound of the heart!
One blast, two blasts, three blasts, four blasts...eight blasts!
Bajiquan sounded eight times!
The old boxing champion’s face changed drastically and he lost his voice and said, “Eighth level eight ringing! Who are you!”
The old boxing champion’s right fist collided with the eight level eight ringing Baji Fist. Together!
Everything is too late!
All I saw was that the sleeve on the old boxing champion's right arm suddenly twisted and exploded. Each of his muscles began to twist together counterclockwise. A stream of blood exploded from the folds of the skin, and the blood-soaked bones were sunk. The sound of explosion resounded, and the hidden wounds of the tightening explosion spread all over the body in the blink of an eye. The old boxing champion's body seemed to be twisted into a humanoid cannabis flower. His eyes widened. He did not believe that he would actually die in an unknown place. In the hands of his seniors, he didn't even believe that anyone could perform the Eight Rings Baji Fist!
(End of this chapter)