153: C153 Ants Don't Care about Taking Action

C153 Ants Don't Care about Taking Action

Four of his ribs were broken. Luckily, his internal organs were not heavily injured. If he hadn't been kicked off the stage just now and continued to fight … Hei Zi might die in this arena today!

Returning to his seat, he saw a deep purple area on Qian Fengnian's left rib. It was obvious that it had caved in. Is it serious? "

"Four of his ribs are broken, so his life is in no danger."

Qian Fengnian's expression was gloomy, as if he suddenly aged by ten years. Ninth Master, I'm really sorry, I've let you down. "

"Don't say that, do your best, Sect Leader Qian."

Ninth Master Du sighed and slowly shook his head.

"That's because your cultivation is too weak. You haven't truly stepped into the Dao."

A calm voice suddenly came from the side: "To a true Cultivator, there has never been such a thing as a fist being afraid of a young and strong."

"Pei..." Mr. Pei? "You're here?"

Seeing it was Pei Feng, Qian Fengnian pressed his left rib cage and struggled to stand up.

"No need. Sit down and recuperate."

At this moment, Fatty Zhao's arrogant voice sounded from the other side.

"Thank you, Master Luo. Your 6 million, Ninth Master Du's 1 million, it's a good start! Do you have anyone else? Continue attacking. In any case, I've already shamed myself to this extent, so I'm not afraid of losing another match, right?

"This bastard is f * cking Fatty Zhao!"

Luo Sanlee's face was livid, but he did not continue Fatty Zhao's line of questioning.

Even Qian Fengnian, the strongest, was defeated, so it was even less likely for the rest of them to go on stage.

As for Pei Feng …

He didn't even dare to think about it, much less go up and ask.

On the last day of the Annual Competition, every match would be a tacit agreement — the loser would have a base of 1 million, it could be added, but it would not reach the peak.

Hei Zi was his man and Qian Fengnian was Ninth Master Du's man. After two rounds, each of them lost 1 million, and he even bet 5 million on Qian Fengnian's match … A total of 7 million is gone!

Losing money was secondary, but this time he really lost a lot of face.

From the very beginning, Fatty Zhao had suffered a crushing defeat in both matches … This matter would become a joke after meals for a year or even a few years in the future. It would be widely spread throughout the circle!

On the other side, Fatty Zhao had already gotten carried away.

"Hahaha, how is it? The master I invited must be powerful, right? This master is called Min Dan, the current number one of Maine Killing Fist, the famous' Iron Arms King 'of the Southeast Asian underground black fist world, has lost more than 100 black fist participants to him! "

Some of the elders were envious, some sneered, some remained silent, and some even frowned. This' Iron Arms King 'Min Dan was indeed very troublesome, but Fatty Zhao's insolence was, to be honest, very annoying.

The following match was very important.

Those who appeared had to win against him, or else this Agility Pill would achieve three consecutive victories!

The rule of Annual Competition's finale day was — players with three consecutive victories could freely enter the stage, and they even had the chance to continue onstage. Moreover … Regardless of victory or defeat, he would eventually be able to take away 1 million from the bonus pool.

The big bosses definitely wouldn't let him win three times in a row. The players definitely wouldn't let him take away 1 million in bonuses. All of them … The third battle, this Agility Pill must be defeated!

Min Dan stood at a corner of the arena, adjusting his breathing to restore his strength. He quietly waited for the third challenger to come onstage – his battle with Nian Feng had consumed a lot of his strength.

High up in the viewing gallery, the elders were all conversing with each other, or conversing in low voices with the masters they had brought with them.1

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A slender and graceful young woman holding a cigarette in her hand slightly tilted her head and asked, "That Qian Fengnian is the Sect Leader of the Eight Immortal Sects of the Southern Sect. He is also a famous martial arts master in Eastsea City, but he was actually defeated by that Maine Boxer Min Pill?"

She wore a yellow cheongsam that ran from her underwear all the way to her thighs. She wore a pair of red carved ancient high heels, a large translucent jade bracelet on one wrist, and on the other wrist, there were strings of glass buddhist beads. Her appearance was gentle and her eyes were clear.

Plus the cigarette in her hand... Her temperament was very special, possessing the charm of a Chinese beauty. However, there was a faint sense of wildness and wildness to it.

"Eldest Miss, you don't know this."

Behind her, a smiling, middle-aged man with a crew cut said respectfully, "This Min Dan is definitely not an ordinary Maine Boxer. He must have cultivated some kind of special Ancient Maine Killing Fist technique that can stimulate the limit of the human body's power, so at such a young age, his strength has already surpassed the limit of a normal human body, and his defense is extremely strong.

"Qian Fengnian is old, and his cultivation level in the Xing Yi Six Paths is not strong enough, so he can't really control the Agility Pill …" At the end of the day, their martial arts cultivation should be about the same level. However, their fists were not as strong, and Qian Fengnian had no confidence when he entered the arena. That was the reason why he lost. If he had gone all out and decided to attack instead of defending, he might not have lost to this Min Dan. "

The girl in yellow smiled and blew out a smoke ring. "Second Uncle, how are you compared to this Agility Pill?"

The middle-aged man turned around and glanced at Elder Hee, who was sitting beside Zhuang Kaigaang and resting with his eyes closed. He slightly smiled and said: "Rest assured Young Miss, other than Zhuang Kaigaang, that old ghost from Hee Family, the other people who came today … I really don't think much of it. "

"As for that Agility Pill, if I go on stage, I will definitely take his life within ten breaths!"

As he said those words, each of his words was filled with a domineering aura. There was no doubt about it either.

"Then I'll have to trouble Second Uncle later."

"First Miss, don't worry. Since your Pingjiang has invited me to act, tonight I will definitely assist you in seizing the chief's head with all my strength."

Saying this, he gave a deep glance at Elder Hee, who was in the distance, and said in a low voice: "Although this Elder Hee Gui is the direct disciple of Taishan Province, he is the weakest out of the six siblings in his generation. I have an 80% chance of winning! "

At the same time, Zhuang Kaigaang turned to look at Elder Hee beside him.

"Elder Hee …"

"Director Zhuang, don't be impatient. An ant is not worthy of my help."

Zhuang Kaigaang was slightly shocked: "Then let's wait a little longer?"

Elder Hee nodded. "Most of those who came this time were of the initial stage of inner strength. There are only a few who have mastered their inner strength..." "Don't worry, I will only help those few people who have reached the Large Success of their inner strength."

Zhuang Kaigaang revealed a faint smile: "Elder Hee, with your words, I am relieved."

"..."

The last person to go on stage was a master hired by a big boss of the Nanjiang Province, a direct descendant of the Sun family's Taiji Fist.

In the end, Maine Boxer Min Dan was unable to achieve the three consecutive victories.

The Taiji Fist of the Sun family was also known as the Eight Trigrams Taiji Fist, and the Master Sun on stage was a rare Taiji Fist master.

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