Maoshan Ghost King

The buddy who practised the Eight Immortals Fist was very tall, a full circle larger than that of the mustache. Everyone thought that the mustache would definitely defeat Sun Shan, but he was the big one. The buddies who practiced Baxianquan failed miserably and were directly knocked off the ring. Those rich people who put their money under the disciples of Baxianquan suddenly sighed and felt incredible.

Jiang Haixiao has already broken through the realm of the grand accomplishment of the inner family's exercises. He only needs to distinguish the body method and look at the appearance of people walking, and then he knows the level of his skill. As a master like him, he is like the finale. It is impossible for Jiang Haixiao to participate in the junior competition.

He sat next to Tan Ye, constantly whispering comments on the masters who took the stage to compete, commenting on who lost and who won, and then asked Tan Ye to bet, and at the same time, he also bet a part of the money on it, so that Tan Ye won several times. One million, Tan Ye was immediately very happy and greatly admired.

From the beginning to the end, Ge Yu watched silently, without saying a word.

At the same time, his gaze was constantly sweeping around, to see where the master of the Guan family was hiding, but this old movie theater was too big, and there were too many people in this place. Ge Yu never found that. Peerless master invited by the Guan family.

However, Ge Yu glanced over, and found that Chen Yueqing’s three sons were all present. It seems that the masters who had also invited to participate in this martial arts competition must have placed a lot of bets, and they blushed with excitement. .

What's more interesting is that a few days ago, Mr. Zhao, who Ge Yu helped him to collect two infant spirits, also came here. It is estimated that his health is much better, his eyes are full of red, and there is a beautiful woman beside him, but it is not before. That one.

This seems a bit interesting. The four big families in Jiangcheng City, Chen, Guan, Zhao, and Lei, came three times at once, but I don't know if Lei family members have come.

The members of the Lei family belong to the Yin-Yang family, and they practice magic techniques. The skills at their hands are also good. I don’t want to come to participate in this kind of martial arts competition. If the Lei family personally come to the court, they will show their faces for a mere 10 million. Not so much.

There are five small arenas in the arena, and many masters take turns to play. The game goes on very quickly. People are constantly being defeated and walked down from the arena with their heads shrugged.

Some people were injured and disabled, even lost their lives, and were lifted off the ring.

In short, the more the game progressed to the end, the more tragic it was. Everyone who participated in the game had red eyes. Naturally, there would be no importance in starting the game. These people who came to participate in the competition had all killed themselves and wanted to kill their opponents with one blow.

If you die here, you don’t have to bear any responsibility, because from the first time you play, both parties have to sign the life and death status. As long as the contest, life and death are all voluntary. Those who are afraid of death and want to win money Don't come to this place.

Two short hours have passed, and the wealthy people watching under the ring are all red-eyed betting and throwing large sums of money. This kind of game is simply too exciting. It is a hundred times and a thousand times more exciting than gambling on Pai Gow. Every punch and every kick can be seen in the eyes. Whenever a person is seriously injured and his nose and mouth are bleeding, these local tyrants are even more excited and yelling, and the noise of the whole field becomes a piece of noise. .

The further forward, the master naturally gets better and better, and the fewer people can stand on the ring.

The moustache who had practiced the fist in the past had bleeding from his mouth and nose as early as the third game and fell to the floor.

Now standing on the stage is a master invited by an underground boss in Dongcheng City, Nanjiang Province. This person is an elder over half a hundred years old. The practice is a kind of Tai Chi-like method, which is suitable for movement and static. When you move, it is like a virgin, and when you start it, it is thunderous, fierce and powerful, like a cannonball. Once you are entangled by this old man and hit by a move, the whole person will be blown out and fainted on the spot.

And this elder who is over half a hundred years old has overturned three masters who advanced to the third round one after another, standing on the stage as steady as Mount Tai, motionless waiting for someone to challenge him.

The big man of the underground forces in Dongjiang City, who invited this too high person, was so proud that he won many games in a row. I am afraid that it is not already ten or twenty million. This person is called Zhang Peng. The people in Dongjiang City call him. For La Shoupeng, because he has always acted cruelly and without mercy. He was on the same level as Tan Ye, and his financial resources were about the same. He was sitting not far from Tan Ye.

At this moment, the master invited by himself has won several games in a row, and La Shoupeng's proud mood is not mentioned. He turned to look at Tan Ye, hehe smiled, and said: "I said Tan Ye, you What about the master I invited? But I specially invited it from outside. I heard that your general Crow's methods are good, dare you to go up and try it, how about I bet with you with 20 million?"

The crow standing behind Tan Ye shook his body in fright. The old man practicing Tai Chi in front of him saw that he was a master of the inner family exercises. With his own means, he was not enough to give him. He turned to Tan Ye. It can be seen that as long as Master Tan gives orders, even if he is dead, he will go up and fight the old man.

The two big guys looked at each other. Tan Ye saw La Shoupeng's sore appearance, and the boss was upset in his heart, so he laughed and said: "La Shoupeng, to deal with the master you invited, why use me? The general Crow, I can send someone out at random to destroy it easily."

"Lao Tan, do you brag about it? It's a mule or a horse drawn out, I want to see how you killed the master I invited, 20 million! Dare to bet?" La Shoupeng looked contemptuous He looked at Tan Ye.

Tan Ye snorted sullenly: "Dare, why don't you dare? I'm afraid that you won't even have any pants left. If you go back to Dongjiang City by yourself, this Dongjiang boss has the face Lost it all!"

"Hahaha...joke, Lao Tan, do you think that in your Jiangcheng city, I am scared of you? I have money, and a mere 20 million is a fart!" Lao Shoupeng retorted.

At this time, Ye Tan turned his head to look at Ge Yu, who actually wanted to ask Ge Yu to come forward and settle the master that Hot Hand Peng had invited, but Ge Yu sat there unmoved at all and didn't seem to want to sell it to him. His face, however, Ge Yu and Tan Ye are only a cooperative relationship, and there is no employment. Tan Ye naturally does not dare to instruct Ge Yu to do it for himself, so he can only pin his hopes on Jiang Haixiao around him.

"Master Jiang, do you dare to fight that master?" Tan Ye asked.