"Dong dong dong!"
The gong rang three times.
"The eighth round of the ring has officially begun. Do you dare to challenge me?" Liu San'er asked loudly.
Because it is a wheel battle, it doesn’t matter whether you sign up or not. Just do it when you have the ability. It’s simple and crude.
There are a few men wearing leggings and waistbands in the audience, but look at me and look at you, everyone wants to wait until the man in black has exhausted his strength before defeating him in one fell swoop.
"What? No one dares to come on stage to challenge me?" The man in black challenged the audience.
"I come!"
Let's hear a sweet shout.
A man in white jumps onto the ring.
it's him.
"Hey, why is it him again? We are really destined to meet him tonight." Jiang Yuntian exclaimed.
Song Che and Liao Heng looked at each other, shook their heads, and smiled.
"What? Are there no men in Suzhou City? There is a child here."
The man in black taunted loudly: "Little brother, your fists and feet have no eyes. Even if you hit the target, you may still be injured. In my opinion, you should just get down. This round does not count."
"Don't look down on others, take the fight!"
The man in white jumped up and kicked the man in black.
The man in black used his hands to block and took the blow forcefully. Unexpectedly, this humble young man's kick was so powerful that he made the eight-foot-tall man in black take several steps back.
"It turns out he's a practicing master! Now it's really interesting!"
The man in black charged like a wild bull, taking the initiative to rush towards the man in white, punching with wind and full of strength.
The man in white didn't take hard punches, and used his flexible body skills to dodge left and right with ease. Only seize the opportunity to fight back.
Although the man in black was burly, he was still agile, and he blocked several attacks from the man in white.
But fighting like this is more beneficial to the man in white. In addition, the man in black has been dominating for seven consecutive rounds, and his strength is no longer as good as before. He punched in the air for several consecutive rounds, and his speed has obviously slowed down a lot.
The spectators in the audience were betting on the man in black to win, and they were all cheering for the man.
Jiang Yuntian clenched his fists, his face became increasingly bitter when he saw the situation in the ring, and he looked at Song Che: "Brother Song, can I still refund my money now?"
Song Che squinted and smiled, "How can I get my money back after I've made the decision?"
Liao Heng chimed in: "This is called 'There are people outside the world, and there are mountains outside the mountains'. If you don't listen to your brothers, you will lose money."
as expected.
The man in black was exhausted and gasped for air. Seeing that the opponent was weak, the man in white began to switch from defense to offense, attacking up and down the road, making it difficult for the man in black to defend himself. With the last slap, the mask flew off the man in black's face.
The man in black was stunned for a moment on the stage, gritted his teeth, and sighed: "I shouldn't underestimate you, I lost this time."
The audience was in mourning.
Geneva, get your money back! Get your money back!
The man in white picked up the fallen mask, patted the dust and handed it back to the man in black, "You are very powerful. If I don't fight for a few times in a row, I can't beat you, so I'll give in."
The man in black took the mask, clasped his fists in thanksgiving, turned around and walked off the ring.
Song Che poured a cup of hot tea at the plate, smiled and handed it to the man in black: "Happy New Year, Xu Dutou?"
Yes, this guy is Xu Xiao.
Xu Xiaoxian was a little ashamed. He was just an errand, but he came to participate in the competition. Then he smiled bitterly, took the tea and drank it in one gulp, "Brother Song, happy New Year..."
Song Che smiled and said: "Today's competition, you won seven rounds, thirty taels per round, that's more than two hundred taels, which is much higher than your salary as a errand."
I remember Xu Xiao said that he only had three taels of silver per month, and the money he won tonight was enough to save him for six years without eating or drinking.
"Just stop washing me."
"You tell me that I am short of money for my wife. I am not short of money, uncle."
"Go! Go! Go……"
"You made me lose ten taels of silver!" Jiang Yuntian came over and complained, but with a smile.
Liao Heng weighed nearly eighty taels of silver in his hand and said with a smile: "But he helped me win a lot."
The four of them laughed.
Song Che introduced them to each other separately, and they were all good brothers who were true-hearted and upright.
The champion changes positions again, and the odds of winning or losing in the next match are 1 to 1.
Most punters, after seeing the strength of the man in white, chose to bet on his success.
"Brother Jiang, come on stage and play with him this time." Song Che said.
Jiang Yuntian quickly waved his hand and refused, "Forget it, if I go up, wouldn't I be bullying him? Look at his waist, which is not as thick as my arms. Even if I win, he won't be able to win with force."
Xu Xiao said seriously: "Don't look at his femininity, his strength is ruthless and powerful. He has obviously practiced internal strength, so he should not be underestimated."
Jiang Yuntian smiled and said nothing.
"Oh, just go and do it. Brother, when have I ever tricked you? I can guarantee that you will be surprised when you take off his mask, and you will come back to thank me."
"Dong dong dong!"
"This guy in white is really a dark horse, but which hero dares to challenge him in the ring?" Liu San'er sounded the gong.
"Go, it's your turn, remember to be gentle, you straight man."
Song Che pushed Jiang Yuntian towards the ring.
"Oh, don't push me, I will leave on my own."
Jiang Yuntian jumped lightly and jumped onto the ring.
The man in white looked calmly at Jiang Yuntian and said softly: "You are indeed here."
Jiang Yuntian raised his eyebrows: "Are you waiting for me?"
"Why did you give me the golden fan and golden peonies?" The man in white said in a serious tone.
Jiang Yuntian shrugged: "I don't care about that stuff. Besides, your poems are indeed very good. And just now you sacrificed yourself to save others on the street. Let it be considered as your reward."
"I don't care about things I didn't win. You can take those things back."
"Okay, if you beat me, I'll take it back."
Jiang Yuntian put his right hand behind his back and made a "come here" gesture with only his left hand.
The man in white clenched his fists and said in a deep voice: "Use both hands, I don't need you to give in!"
Jiang Yuntian smiled and said: "I'm not asking you, but I'm dealing with you. One hand is enough."
"Hey! Do you want to fight? You want to flirt and go home!"
The audience didn't buy it.
"I will teach you a lesson tonight for this arrogant person!"
The man in white took the lead in attacking.
Jiang Daxia is really strong, and ordinary people can't compare to him. Even with one hand or two hands plus a leg, the man in white can't beat him.
This competition was very boring. The man in white attacked all the time, gently and cruelly. He used all the moves, but he couldn't get a hit from Jiang Yuntian.
The more he fought, the more panicked he became, and the more he fought, the more anxious he became. In the end, Jiang Yuntian didn't take action, so he lost his position and plunged into the ring.
Jiang Yuntian hurriedly stretched out his hand to support his waist, but before he could hold him for a moment, the man in white looked back and sneered:
"You've fallen into a trap!"
Taking advantage of Jiang Yuntian's rescue, he grabbed Jiang Yuntian's face with his backhand.
Jiang Yuntian held one hand and held the other behind his back. Even if he released his left hand to defend, he could not avoid the sudden blow of the man in white. But if he drew his right hand to defend, he would have broken his promise to others. .
However, it would be too naive to regard Jiang Daxia as an ordinary person.
"Ouch!"
Jiang Yuntian was wearing half a mask, and his mouth was exposed. He didn't dislike it at all, and took the white and slender hand of the man in white into his mouth in one bite.
In that vague spoken language he said:
"Brother, don't talk about martial ethics."
