Chapter 50: Damn it, give me back my money! [Please bookmark and read! ]

The fourth game begins.

After the burly man's gloves touched Sang Biao's, he immediately took a defensive stance.

But Sang Biao had been fighting for so long that he had lost his patience a long time ago. When his temper came up, he had no time to play house with the opponent.

He suddenly jumped up like a swift cheetah and punched the burly man in the face with a fierce punch.

The punch was thrown so fast that it even made a sound of wind in the air!
The burly man's face changed slightly. He didn't expect the other party to be so fierce. He hurriedly stepped back and tried to avoid it.

But Sang Biao's strength is still far beyond imagination.

That punch was just a test, the right hook that followed was the real killer move!
This punch was as powerful as thunder, hitting the burly man's left shoulder heavily.

"Crack!"

The burly man's face turned pale with pain and he almost fell to the ground.

Although Sang Biao is famous for judo, he is better at kicking and Muay Thai.

He ignored the approaching referee, rushed forward wildly, and swept out with a whip-like kick again.

The sturdy man's calf felt like it was electrocuted. The severe pain made him unable to stand. He groaned and fell heavily to the ground.

Before the first round was over, the sturdy man was pinned down and hit hard.

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, he lay there unable to get up again.

There was a sudden booing at the scene, and some drinkers who lost money angrily threw paper balls.

The humiliation and the curses made the sturdy man's face turn red and he felt ashamed.

Those boxers who had originally planned to take advantage of the situation suddenly lost their ideas.

"In the fourth battle, Sang Biao wins!"

The host announced the result and waved his hand for someone to carry away the burly man with red and swollen cheeks and broken leg bones.

However, it takes a hundred days to heal a broken bone. He can't leave bed for a month and a half like this.

"Damn it, give me your money back!"

"It's a fixed match, this is definitely a fixed match!"

"Fuck you, I haven't even had one round, why would I hit you?"

"..."

Compared with the drinkers who wanted to buy big odds for upset, Fatty Tan, who made a fortune again, was all smiles:
"Sang Biao, come to Yuzu City later, it's my treat!"

Sang Biao did not reply. His eyes were fierce and he scanned the audience as if in protest. Then he spat out his braces and jumped off the stage.

If he hadn't been cooperating with the other party to set up a trap to catch water fish, he would have finished fighting this kind of rubbish long ago.

As for match-fixing?
I totally disdain it!

"Who else is there in the fifth game?!"

The referee standing on the boxing ring, Feng Kuzi, who was the leader of the Crocodile Gang, shouted arrogantly.

You know what, the atmosphere is getting lively.

Ma Yaowei didn't want to be robbed again, so he rushed to the cash box and threw the money in, cursing:
"His luck has run out! Next game—

My brother is coming!"

Everyone thought that this defeated general was going to go on the field to restore his glory, and they booed when they heard the words.

Have some shame!
Ever since he lost the fight, Ma Yaowei has lost all shame.

After paying, he placed two large stacks of red banknotes in front of Fatty Tan and said with a squinting look:

"Are you still opening? Hurry up!"

Fatty Tan glanced at Du Sheng who stood up, and did not answer immediately. Instead, he looked at Sang Biao.

Although Sang Biao is arrogant, he is not a fool.

He carefully examined this final opponent.

He weighs at most 73kg, his chest muscles are not noticeable, his biceps are average, his palms are not calloused, and his body is not as solid and bronze as that of someone who exercises regularly...

He looks more like a pretty boy.

Sang Biao retracted his gaze and said indifferently:

"Since someone is offering money, don't refuse it."

Fatty Tan then chuckled and rubbed his hands:
"Open, of course!"

Soon, after evaluation by the other two boxing gym coaches, the odds were presented:
Sang Biao VS Liang Sheng (nickname)
1.62 VS 2.38
Like the previous few games, Sang Biao has a good chance of winning.

If you bet on it for 1620 and win, the final amount including principal and interest will only be .

If you bet on Du Sheng to win, you will get 2380, and the pure entry is 1380. "Zheng Shao, do you want to continue betting on the upset? This is the last game!"

Fatty Tan was leisurely smoking a cigar, and did not forget to tease Zheng Zetao.

Zheng Zetao motioned for the hot woman to sit aside and said expressionlessly:
“Since this is the last game, why not go all in and have some fun.

60, do you dare to accept it? "

Fatty Tan was a little surprised and looked at Du Sheng again.

Before, Zheng Zetao only bought a maximum of a few hundred thousand. Is he really confident this time, or is he just losing his mind?
In Hong Kong, a bet of 60 is not a big deal, but ten years ago, there were people betting tens of millions on black boxing matches in Kowloon Walled City.

But in the mainland, it is already quite large.

He thought about it, since he had made a lot of money tonight, he didn't believe Sang Biao would lose, so he said with a smile:

"No problem, anyone under a million is welcome anytime!"

Although the betting time was only five minutes, the drinkers and the wealthy who were having fun were not in a hurry.
Instead, they gathered around the ring, listening to the analysis of professionals while sizing up the two players who were about to take the stage.

Du Sheng and Sang Biao!
In terms of appearance, Sang Biao who practices Muay Thai and Judo is undoubtedly better.

His exposed upper body had clear muscle tones, his six pectoral muscles bulged out, and his two muscular arms were wrapped around his chest, as if they were cast in iron, full of power.

Coupled with the fact that he had won four games in a row tonight and was known as the 'Boxing Champion of Northern Myanmar', just standing there without moving had already made many wealthy ladies nod their heads in secret.

In comparison, Du Sheng is far inferior.

He is too handsome and doesn't look like a boxer. Instead, he looks more like a support.

That’s right, fist support!
All kinds of people are present in such occasions, and it is common for some defending boxers to find someone to help them in order to be on the safe side.

Therefore, some bias has emerged in the eyes of those who place bets.

"Brother Biao, I bet 10,000 on you to win!"

"Sang Biao! This is my coffin. If you lose, I will not let you go even if I become your puppet!"

Another man who was obsessed with gambling also followed suit and placed a bet, betting his entire fortune on Sang Biao.

Although a few spectators like to bet on an upset, most people are still more optimistic about Sang Biao.

Du Sheng, who was standing in the contestant area, was not disturbed by this.

Because his mind at this moment has already been focused on the field of vision panel.

"Bajiquan lv2/blue", "Dou Zhuan Xing Yi lv1/purple", "Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung lv1/blue"...

In order to make a steady profit from investing, adding some points is essential.

If you want to quickly improve your combat power, these three skills are the best.

But Du Sheng's gaze kept wandering.

After weighing the pros and cons, his eyes finally settled on the Dragon Elephant Prajnaparamita Kung Fu.

Because Bajiquan is enough for now.

The reputation value is not enough to improve it to perfection, at most it can only improve combat skills or experience.

As for the purple skill "The Change of Stars", I currently have no internal energy so I can only use it for appreciation.

But the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu is different.

Although it is only blue at present, it is a supreme skill!

It is known for its unparalleled ferocity and immense strength.

In Du Sheng’s mind, he currently ranks first!
Just look at its introduction and you will know.

First level: The dragon elephant awakens
The toughness of the meridians in the whole body is strengthened, the muscles are tempered, the physical fitness is enhanced, and the endurance is prolonged.

Once attacked, the pain will be reduced by half, as if wearing soft armor.

Second level: Dragon and elephant rise and fall
Internal energy gradually grows and strength increases.

As swift as a rabbit, as quiet as a mountain, with both strength and defense.

The third level: Dragon and elephant merge into one
The reaction is quick and the body coordination is greatly improved.

The muscles gradually develop strong resistance, the copper skin is formed and the iron bones will become apparent, and the sensitivity to pain is greatly reduced.

……

Even a great master like King Jinlun, who only practiced to the tenth level of 'Dragon Elephant Extinction', was enough to dominate the martial arts world.

As for the thirteenth level, 'Dragon-Elephant Prajna', it is a legendary myth.

The power of the dragon and elephant is endless and inexhaustible, and can self-repair and regenerate.

The weaknesses will completely disappear and the practitioner will have an indestructible body and eternal youth.

(End of this chapter)