As soon as Number Nine finished her words, a beautiful blonde girl holding a megaphone shouted from the spectator stand.
"As a hero, you must speak politely! You must call him Master! "
The megaphone was extremely loud with an ear-piercing screech, causing the security guards to run over and take away the girl's tools.
Number Nine coughed twice and corrected herself.
"Master, please continue."
Li Fan was dumbfounded in the contestants' seating area. F * ck, was this the Number Nine he knew?
The current Number Nine was not domineering at all. Instead, he looked like a bronchitis. F * ck, he was a man cloned with his own genes. How could he be a bronchitis? He should be like me, domineering and unparalleled, making women obey him. Look at me, Li Fan. When have I ever listened to a woman's manipulation?
"Li Fan, if you and I fight later, you must use all your strength. No mercy. Do you hear me?"
Li Fan was filled with righteous indignation when he suddenly received a voice message from Murong Ying on his WeChat.
"Yes..."
Li Fan replied obediently.
The competition was still going on. Although Number Nine was provoking him, Master Yu Xu had a high state of mind. Naturally, he would not fall for it.
"Amitabha, almsgiver has a strong body. It's like becoming a Buddha or a saint. This old monk admires you."
"What Buddha? What saint? It's all bullsh * t."
Number Nine said, "What Buddha? What saint? It's all bullsh * t."
Because the contestants were all wearing microphones, their words could be heard clearly by everyone in the audience. Therefore, Number Nine's words caused the fans to scream again. Each of them was extremely excited.
"Amitabha, if almsgiver has no Buddha in his heart, he is either good or evil."
"What is good? What is evil? "
Number Nine said, "I once saw a drug lord who killed countless people. In order to save his old mother, he was willing to sacrifice his organs even if he lost his life. Tell me, is such a person good or evil? "
"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha. Since he has the heart to repent, that is good."
"But in order to find the remaining organs that could be used, he captured a hundred undocumented immigrants and gave them their hearts one by one. Was that good or evil?"
"..."
Even Yu Xu was speechless for a moment.
"In Huaxia, a man named Han Feizi once said that human nature is evil, so people can't be weighed by good and evil. They can only be restrained by the law!"
Number Nine said loudly, "Those who break the law must be punished. Even if it was a small evil, he couldn't let it go! Some people were good at exploiting loopholes in the law. After all, the law was dead. But I am alive. I am Number Nine, and I am also the Punisher. "
Li Fan thought, Why does Number Nine speak so smoothly? Could it be that the female reporter named Windsor taught him these words?
At this time, the host also spoke, "Number Nine's discussion with Grandmaster seems to have some reason. Our Huaxia is also a country governed by law, but the law must be enforced by the law enforcement department, and justice cannot be proclaimed by one person. "
The host's words did not receive the approval of most people, but what he said was the most basic truth.
In this place, the individual cannot be greater than the law. Even a national hero like Li Fan had to be restricted. This was different from Number Nine. He was in the United States, and the people there pursued heroes and freedom.
Everyone naturally had their own values. In other words, they had their own gods and buddhas. Grandmaster Yu Xu didn't bother arguing with Number Nine. Instead, he continued to use his Thousand Buddha Palms to fight Number Nine.
Number Nine was still hugging his arms like an iron man, allowing the old monk's iron palms to land on his body.
Peng peng peng!
Explosions rang out continuously, and a strong energy exploded from Number Nine's body, striking the surrounding area. But no matter how Yu Xu attacked, Number Nine was perfectly fine, as if he wasn't injured at all.
"Amitabha …"
The old monk finally saw something and couldn't help but sigh.
"I am not your match, I admit defeat."
This Shaolin Abbot, the leader of the martial arts world, admitted defeat after a few blows! Everyone around was shocked, but those who bet on Number Nine to win all laughed out loud.
"Look, Number Nine is still the strongest!"
The Bank of the World's boss nodded his head in satisfaction. "My previous actuary must have gone mad. If I followed his plan, I would have lost everything!"
"Chinese people can't be trusted, so I can help you earn so much money."
The German actuary said confidently. In his prediction, Number Nine and the fierce white tiger would meet in the finals, and the person who would win would definitely be Number Nine!
But as a bet, there had to be a way. Otherwise, if everyone favored number nine and bet on it, they would lose miserably. So, for such a competition, they would usually use time as a way to increase the fun of the bet.
For example, if Number Nine defeated the fierce white tiger, they would give him a handicap of ten. What did this handicap mean? It meant that Number Nine had to defeat the fierce white tiger within ten minutes for it to be considered his win. If he didn't win within ten minutes, then it would be considered his win. In this way, there would be people betting on the fierce white tiger.
This time, Number Nine won by a handicap of seven. After all, the Shaolin Abbot, Master Yu Xu, was the leader of the martial arts world, and his strength was recognized. So, the bet was for Number Nine to defeat Master Yu Xu within seven minutes. Many people thought that Yu Xu was an expert, and Shaolin had been the strongest sect in China since ancient times. Wasn't there a saying that all the martial arts in the world originated from Shaolin? In the past, there was a Shaolin Temple movie that was popular all over the world!
So, a lot of money was spent on Yu Xu. Seven minutes. Didn't the Shaolin Abbot have some Golden Bell Shield and Iron Shirt? He should be able to hold on, right? Who would have thought that he would admit defeat within two minutes!
A large sum of money entered the bank, and the boss was overjoyed. Many gamblers cried on the rooftop.
"Number Nine is a well-deserved hero of the United States. He defeated the leader of the martial arts world, Master Yu Xu."
The host was also promoting Number Nine for the sake of the atmosphere.
"Many people in the arena are still shouting Number Nine's name. I wonder if the Huaxia expert who will face him in the next battle will be able to turn the tables."
Li Fan sat in the contestant's seat and fell into deep thought. Number Nine's strength seemed to have increased a lot. At least, he was much stronger than the last time he went to Li Family Island to find his clone. He was indeed a comrade with his own genes. It made sense that he was strong!
"The name list for the fourth round is out. It's Li Yun from China's Valiant Sect against our black boxing champion, Bai Sen!"
The crowd cheered again, and the information of the two appeared on the big screen.
At this time, the bank also started operating. According to the actuary's calculations, the boss gave the two a handicap.
Bai Sen defeated Li Yun, handicap of three!
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