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Tourists entered the arena one after another, and they saw Lin Feng under the ring, shouting his name loudly.

There was no expression on Sang Lai's face at all, and this wave-like shout made his expression even more gloomy.

Listening to the shouts coming from all directions, Lin Feng felt that the blood in his body was slowly boiling, and there was an urge to immediately take the stage and fight against Sang Lai.

Is this the cheer?

Sang Lai tightly wrapped the cloth around his palm and forearm, making the already knotted muscles stronger and more powerful.

"With three minutes to go, the second fight will begin."

Zhang Kai stared at the time, just a few minutes ago, they had each gone to the bathroom.

This time, they gritted their teeth and decided to gamble that Lin Feng would win.

Tiger Shark, Wang Shan sat in the technical department, watching the data in the background.

A minute ago, the data on the Tiger Shark platform was 20 million.

Now, that number is skyrocketing.

In just one minute, it has skyrocketed to 24 million.

Fortunately, Wang Shan had foresight and added a few more servers yesterday.

Otherwise, depending on the current skyrocketing trend, with the original several backup servers, it is very likely that they will not be able to bear the load.

Half past ten.

"Real-time online traffic has exceeded 30 million!"

The technical staff shouted.

30 million!

This is the first time Tiger Shark has reached this data since its establishment.

And all of this is due to "Battery List", and even more to Lin Feng!

He really raised the upper limit of the live broadcast industry by himself.

Wang Shanyou felt that the outside world's evaluation of Lin Feng was still low.

His ceiling is definitely higher than most people imagine.

Much more than that!

...

"Lin Feng, it's time to play." Cui Guanghui said.

"Um."

Lin Feng was still the same as yesterday, dressed in a training suit, and slowly walked into the arena sealed by the octagonal cage.

He stood on the stage, opposite San Lai.

Face to face, Lin Feng felt it.

Today's opponents are far from what Chen Hao can compare.

Sang Lai has a suffocating aura on his body, and those eyes are like beasts ready to hunt anytime, anywhere, making people dare not look directly.

"start!"

The referee said loudly and stepped down immediately.

The gate of the octagonal cage is closed.

The audience of 9800 pairs of eyes, all staring at the ring.

More than 30 million netizens and viewers in Daxia are also watching this boxing match.

In the overseas live broadcast room, after Lin Feng's first boxing match, and now it's only after ten o'clock in the evening overseas, the online number has also reached a terrifying 15 million.

At this time, more than 40 million people around the world watched this boxing match regardless of national borders or time difference.

This is the unique glory of Lin Feng.

It is a height that Sang Lai has never reached.

"I heard you know Tai Chi?" Sang Lai said in unskilled Mandarin.

Lin Feng responded in fluent Thai: "I know a little bit."

Sang Lai was stunned for a moment, his fists collided and said: "I watched the boxing match yesterday, you can win, not because you are so good, but because Chen Hao is too weak."

"He is indeed weak." Lin Feng nodded in agreement, looking at the offensive and defensive stance he slowly posed, and lightly brushed his hands down: "I hope you can bring me some surprises."

Sang Lai said: "Taijiquan, it's a slap in the face!"

"Really?" Lin Feng smiled: "Unfortunately you can't see it today."

After that, he bent his upper body slightly, put one hand in front of his forehead, and raised one leg.

Under the astonished gaze of the crowd, he also assumed an offensive and defensive posture of Muay Thai.

Zhang Kai wondered: "Is he... Muay Thai?"

Yan Peng frowned: "What is he doing? Do you want to confront him with Muay Thai?"

Yesterday, the video of Lin Feng fighting with Chen Hao, he watched it many times after he went back.

Lin Feng moved and remained silent, and every move came naturally. Naturally, he obviously integrated the essence of Taijiquan into his bones.

It is precisely because of this that he was able to apply this seemingly fancy Tai Chi in actual combat.

But now, he actually gave up Taijiquan and fought Sanglai with Muay Thai.

"Are you humiliating me?" Sanley's eyes almost burned.

Lin Feng smiled and did not respond.

When he played against Chen Haochu yesterday, he found that Chen Hao deliberately withdrew his strength.

He guessed that Chen Hao might be trying to fight fake punches and lose to himself on purpose.

After all, the odds of 30 are worth the risk.

After today's odds came out, he guessed that Sang Lai might still have to fight fake punches in this match.

Instead of letting the opponent hold back the fight, it is better to provoke the opponent to let go of the fight.

The result is the same anyway.

Since standing on the ring, we must respect this ring.

If you want to win, you must win in an upright and upright manner!

He wants to let the people behind Sang Lai understand a truth, without the need to fight fake punches, Sang Lai will still lose.

No matter who comes, there is only one winner in the end, and that is Lin Feng!

"drink!"

Sang Lai Li shouted, and quickly approached with small steps, and a jab hit Lin Feng's face at half a meter.

The punches are so fast that normal people can't react.

And Lin Feng didn't dodge, and even hit him with a jab.

Sang Lai's eyes were even more angry, is this bastard provoking me?

Yan Peng frowned and said quickly: "Muay Thai is known for its ferocity. For a Muay Thai boxer of Sang Lai's level, every part of his body is a weapon, his fists and feet are comparable to steel, and the speed of instant punches can even Leaving dents on the steel plate, Lin Feng he..."

"Bang!"

Before a complete sentence could be said, the fists of the two had already collided.

Lin Feng stood still, but Sang Lai quickly closed his fists and took a few steps back.

At the moment when the fists collided, Sang Lai felt that his fist had hit a rock harder than steel.

The fist was almost split open, and the pain caused him to keep shaking his arms, trying to relieve the pain.

"Good... so strong々ˇ!"

"Hold the grass, Brother Lin is too strong!"

"Fight hard and beat Sang Lai back?"

"Brother Lin, is that Muay Thai?"

Everyone in the audience stood up excitedly, and this punch made their blood rush to their heads.

The cheers rose from wave to wave, constantly sweeping over.

Zhang Kai couldn't believe it: "Lin Feng actually learned Muay Thai?"

"That's not Muay Thai." Yan Peng, who recovered from the shock, shook his head and said, "That's ancient Muay Thai!"

"Ancient Muay Thai?"

"Yes, ancient Muay Thai!" Yan Peng stared at Lin Feng on the screen: "Compared to Muay Thai, ancient Muay Thai is more fierce and faster, and it is similar to the fighting skills learned by modern armies. Pursue one-hit kill! Ancient Muay Thai makes every part of the martial artist's body the most perfect killer, and can kill the enemy at almost zero angle!"

...

Sang Lai raised his left arm and swayed his right arm by his side, staring at Lin Feng.

His mood at the moment, like a calm lake, was thrown into a torpedo and exploded instantly.

This guy has practiced Muay Thai?

How is this practiced?

That fist is so hard, that strength is stronger than mine!

The last one came first, but he was able to catch his fist in an instant...

Could it be... Ancient Muay Thai!

Sang Lai's pupils shrank slightly, thinking of some possibility, the already disordered state of mind, at this moment, can't calm down.

He suddenly realized one thing, the opponent in front of him who was asked to only lose, not win, might not be inferior to him.

Lin Feng's face was expressionless, but his tone was flat but like a sharp knife: "Show all your strength!"

"Respect yourself, respect me, and respect the ring!"

Sang Lai was stunned for a moment, and then slowly lowered his left arm. Under everyone's puzzled eyes, he put his hands together and bowed gently to Lin Feng.

Then he said solemnly, "Please enlighten me!"

His eyes regained his fighting spirit and slowly approached Lin Feng.

At one meter, he walked quickly, and swept his legs towards Lin Feng's calf with a low sweep, his legs were as fast as a gust of wind.

Lin Feng seemed to have anticipated his actions, stepped on the ring and jumped up, his body was like a slashing knife in midair, he raised his three fingers and stabbed his left shoulder.

The speed was so fast that Sang Lai could clearly see it, but couldn't make any response.

He could only watch helplessly as the stabbing fingers attacked.

"Boom!"

"Crack!"

Sang Lai took a few steps back, and he knew that his shoulder blade was split.

Lin Feng's strength was far beyond his expectations.

Once he succeeded, Lin Feng moved forward instead of retreating, approaching him again, wrapping his left hand around the back of his neck and pressing down hard.

The momentum is like a tiger descending the mountain, breaking Sang Lai's heart defense in an instant, and he can only barely cross his arms in front of him to resist Lin Feng's upcoming knee strike.

"Bang!"

Pressing it for a moment, Lin Feng hit his knees.

The power like a mountain made Sang Lai feel that the bones of both hands would be split open.

Ancient Muay Thai!

The real ancient Muay Thai!

There is nothing on the body that is not a weapon!

Flesh like copper, bone like steel, combined with superb and neat skills, it can easily kill any enemy standing in front of it.

Lin Feng raised his knees several times, then suddenly let go of his neck, and then his fists came like a storm.

The sound of bang bang bang to the flesh made all the audience's blood boil.

From start to finish, Sang Lai was holding his head in defense, and he couldn't find Lin Feng's flaws at all, let alone counterattack.

"Bang!"

With another punch, Sang Lai stepped back several steps, and finally hit the octagonal cage with a bang.

There was a gap for a moment, allowing Sang Lai to look up and observe, and everyone could see clearly that his mouth and nose were already covered with blood, and his eyes were dazed and full of horror.

Lin Feng stepped back half a step, his eyes were fixed, his left leg was a point, his right leg was raised and swept out, and a strong whip leg swept his head straight away.

"call!"

The whip leg swept out, and the leg wind whistled loudly.

Sang Lai couldn't do anything, just stood there like a lamb waiting to be caught, passively facing the final fatal blow.

There were nearly 10,000 people in the audience, and they clenched their fists. At this moment, they didn't dare to make a sound, and their eyes stared at the octagonal cage.

They had a hunch that a bloody scene would happen later.

"Bang!"

With a violent sound, the entire ring shook violently.

Sang Lai, who was leaning on the octagonal cage, was kicked off by Lin Feng's head, a cage column fifty centimeters away from his head!

Lin Feng's right leg swept out, passed through the broken cage, and stopped three centimeters away from Sang Lai's left cheek.

The destructive power caused by this huge force shocked everyone.

The right leg that stopped abruptly and the wind brought by the extremely fast leg speed made Sang Lai's hair flutter.

Sang Lai's teeth collided, and fear had already filled his heart.

Under everyone's attention, Lin Feng slowly retracted his legs and looked at him quietly.

"thump!"

Sang Lai's knees softened, he knelt on the ground, his hands were against the ring, and his voice trembled: "I...I admit defeat."

This time, the referee responded very quickly and immediately opened the octagonal cage. The coach went up to help Sang Lai, and kept bowing to Lin Feng: "Thank you, thank you."

This foot even kicked off the cage column directly, the strength is evident!

If Lin Feng doesn't pull back, no matter how big Sang Lai's life is, he can't escape the fate of being half-crippled.

At that time his boxing career would be completely over.

"I look stupid on the horse! The cage column was kicked off!"

"Brother Lin, what is this calf bone made of? It's like steel!"

"It's terrifying, this is going to replace me, it's estimated that it will scare the urine directly!"

"I didn't buy this ticket for nothing, it's so worth it!"

"It's so cool, I'm so happy to see it!"

Everyone instantly recovered their senses, and there were crowds of people in all directions, everyone cheered and shouted Lin Feng's name loudly.

Lin Feng watched indifferently, he knew very well that this kind of scene would continue to be staged in the next sixteen boxing matches.

"It's too strong, Brother Lin is too strong on horseback, he can even know Muay Thai!"

"Lai Sang is such a strong boxer, he is like a younger brother in front of him, how perverted is my brother Lin?"

[Duck King]: I know I have the element of gambling, but this time, I won!

"I'm crushing Brother Lin too!"

"This is definitely the last chance. If you don't get on the boat, you won't have the chance to get on the boat!"

"As far as Brother Lin's two boxing matches are concerned, the odds for the next match are estimated to be reset to zero!"

Netizens watched the whole process, and they could intuitively feel how big the gap between Sang Lai and Lin Feng was.

As they said, after this game, Lin Feng's odds will inevitably be adjusted to the lowest, or even no odds to buy.

Judging from his performance today, almost no one on Fight Island dared to say that they could win him steadily.

Can't even do 55.

"[The Emperor of the Octagonal Cage] triggers the reward, congratulations to the host for obtaining the [Weapon Master Purchase Channel], this reward requires 10 million reputation points, do you want to buy it?"

This voice suddenly sounded in my mind.

Weapon Master?

Lin Feng's eyes lit up: "Buy."

"[Weapon Master Purchase Channel] Purchase was successful!"

[Weapon Master Purchase Channel]: The only authentic purchase channel certified by the system, knives, guns, sticks, sticks... Each weapon book driver's license sells for 1 million reputation.

This trigger is a good reward.

He stepped down from the ring, and Cui Guanghui looked at him with an expression he didn't recognize.

"I'll go back first, and tell me about the next game."

Lin Feng said casually and left with Lord Wolf.

And behind him, the shouts were like waves.

Lin Feng calculated in his heart that according to the current rhythm, if it was a match every other day, it would take him more than a month to finish all eighteen boxing matches.

It's a pity that he can't control the schedule, otherwise he wouldn't mind playing it all in one day.

He didn't know that in the presidential suite of the hotel, the faces of the middle-aged people who had just watched the boxing match were not very good-looking.

"It's a little troublesome."

"What is the origin of this Lin Feng?"

"Damn, fifty million wasted!"

Knowing that Lin Feng is so powerful, they wouldn't let Sang Lai fight fake punches at all.

There's absolutely no need for that.

"What should I do now?" A bald fat man frowned and said, "Sang Lai was defeated so easily by him, can the boxing field still find an opponent?"

"Find a fart! He even kicked off the cage post!"

Even the number one boxer in Fighting Island today could not defeat Sang Lai in such a relaxed and freehand manner.

And beat a muay thai fighter with ancient muay thai.

This is simply a dimensionality reduction attack.

The man with glasses pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, looked up and said, "I have an idea..."

...

...

"Lin Feng!"

A loud shout suddenly sounded from the side.

Lin Feng looked at the sound, and two familiar figures broke into his eyes.

"Grip the grass, is that Master Ma?"

"It's really Master Ma, what is he doing?"

"Nonsense, it must be to challenge Brother Lin, I can even guess it with my toes."

Master Ma and his assistant stepped forward, and the assistant said, "Mr. Lin, Master Ma challenges you!"

Lin Feng looked at him like an idiot, and left without saying a word.

Master Ma directly blocked his way: "Young man, in terms of seniority, I am an elder..."

"Go away!" Lin Feng scolded without giving face: "If you want to get away from the heat, don't get in the way of me."

He can treat Sang Lai with an equal attitude.

Because San Lai is a real boxer, he deserves to be taken seriously with a twelve-point attitude.

But this Master Ma is a grandstanding clown.

Under the banner of martial arts, he cheated money everywhere, and today he even hit porcelain on his head.

"Young man, don't be irritable, you fight with me and I'll leave." Master Ma was not angry at all.

How many years has he not seen any big storms and waves?

If he was so easily provoked, he wouldn't be where he is today.

Lin Feng stared at him: "Are you sure you want to fight?"

Master Ma smiled: "Let's learn from each other."

Lin Feng said: "If you want to fight, you don't have to talk about it. Fist and foot have no eyes, and a fight means life and death!"

This made Master Ma stunned for a moment, Lin Feng's eyes made him a little scared, and he looked at the assistant.

The assistant cast a reassuring look at him, afraid that he would not believe what Lin Feng dared to do.

[Mu Linsen] rewarded 88 rockets and left a message: This old thing is really a shame in the martial arts world.

[Chengbei Xu Gong] rewarded you with 88 rockets, and left a message: Brother Lin, let go of the hand and punch, I will give you 10 rockets!

"I lost it, a bunch of gangsters!"

"It's over, Master Ma is really going to be planted today!"

"I deserve it, I really don't like this old thing."

Lin Feng took a few steps back and looked at him: "Call if you want!"

"Then let's chat with you."

Master Ma put on a stance, and he had already made up his mind. After a while, he would punch two casually, and then he immediately called to stop.

As long as he shouted fast enough, Lin Feng couldn't hurt himself.

"drink!"

Master Ma shouted, and his hands changed and approached Lin Feng.

One meter away, Master Ma rushed up quickly and hit him with a punch.

Lin Feng didn't move his upper body. Seeing him attack, he lifted his leg and kicked him straight.

With a "bang", Master Ma flew out.

Throwing a beautiful arc in the air, and then hitting the ground with a "bang".

His body twitched twice, but he didn't move.

The assistant was so dumbfounded that he even forgot to check whether Master Ma was alive or dead.

The cameraman is also stupid.

Lin Feng is... what are you doing?

Aren't he afraid of making trouble?

"Lin Feng, he is a little impulsive." Zhang Kai said: "Master Ma is hateful, but he is too impulsive, alas, young and energetic."

Yan Peng said with admiration, "Aren't you young and vigorous or young?"

Jiang Haidao: "Lin Feng is not an impulsive person. Since he dares to fight against him, he must have considered the consequences."

Lin Feng glanced at it and said, "The whole process is live, if you want to cheat money, I'm not afraid of you cheating, but you'd better stay away from me in the future, don't dangle in front of my eyes, otherwise, if you are like this, I will see a fight. once!"

Leaving this sentence behind, Lin Feng turned and left with Lord Wolf.

The cameraman quickly followed: "Brother Lin, then Master Ma... he doesn't care?"

"I can't die." Lin Feng said without turning his head.

He was measured in his shot.

This kick looked so powerful that it even kicked him flying.

But they all avoided his main parts, and the power was dispersed with one foot.

Of course, you can't run with minor injuries.

He is not at all afraid that Master Ma will deceive himself. As long as he dares to deceive himself, Lin Feng will dare to do what he says.

See you hit once!

Back at the hotel, not long after Lin Feng sat down, Cui Guanghui knocked on the door.

"The schedule for the third boxing match is out."

Cui Guanghui handed him the schedule and said in a serious tone, "Tomorrow at half past ten."

"pretty good."

He thought it would take another day.

"I haven't finished speaking yet." Cui Guanghui said: "There is another one at 1:30 in the afternoon."

"Two games?"

"No... it's three games." Cui Guanghui said: "At nine o'clock in the evening, there is one more game."

He looked at Lin Feng with some sympathy, but instead of seeing anger on Lin Feng's face, he saw an expression called excitement: "Three games a day? Good!"

Cui Guanghui: "???"

Where is this horse riding?

There are three fights a day, and the boxing ring is not arranged by ordinary boxers, so it will be dead!

Do you really think you are a god?

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