"Okay!"
As soon as the word "okay" came out of his mouth, the Burmese fighter moved!
His speed was extremely fast, and he had the ferocious pressure of Mt. Tai. He leapt into the air, his arms were like two iron balls, bringing with them a strong gust of wind as he smashed towards Qian Fengnian's head!
"Good timing!"
With a roar, the Qian Fengnian actually jumped up, and his hands brushed against the Burmese fighter's iron gut-like arms.
As soon as they came into contact, his hands were like boneless snakes, and he cleverly avoided the pressure of the thousand-pound arm strength. His left hand blocked the Burmese fighter's arms, and the index and middle fingers of his right hand were like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, stabbing toward the opponent's eyes like lightning!
The arms were slow, but the fingers were fast. If he wanted to hit the Qian Fengnian's body, he would inevitably be stabbed in the eyes first. In desperation, the Burmese fighter could only change from offense to defense, and he withdrew his arms to block the two fingers of the Qian Fengnian's right hand.
"Pa!"
The two sides instantly separated, and then the Burmese fighter let out a strange cry, and fiercely and continuously attacked the Qian Fengnian. The two sides were instantly in a fierce fight.
At this time, two figures appeared at the entrance of the Ancient-Pine Villa — Pei Feng and Chang Xiaoe finally arrived.
"It has already begun."
As soon as they entered the Ancient-Pine Villa, they saw the fierce fight between the Burmese fighter and the Qian Fengnian. Chang Xiaoe immediately entered the gambling mode, and her eyes began to shine.
"Mr. Pei, are we still gambling tonight?"
Pei Feng glanced at the two people on the stage, and he recognized one of them was the Qian Fengnian.
After a few glances, he suddenly frowned, and his eyes swept to the audience. Soon, he saw Du Jiuye and Luo Sanli.
"Let's go sit over there."
"You still haven't answered me, are we still gambling tonight?"
Following closely behind Pei Feng, Chang Xiaoe asked again.
"Suit yourself, I'm not gambling tonight."
At this moment, the atmosphere in the arena had been completely ignited. The fight on the stage was exciting and intense, and the shouts of the audience were even more earth-shattering.
Pei Feng had changed into the black Chinese tunic suit that Luo Sanli had prepared for him. He still looked like a student, while Chang Xiaoe had changed into a rustic red and blue outfit. Most people in the stadium did not notice them, but some people did.
Opposite side
Zhuang Kaigang frowned when he saw the two of them.
Xu Lu and Luo Yixing also saw the two of them. One of them was as cold as frost, staring fixedly at them, while the other's gaze was malicious and filled with hatred.
Yu Qian didn't see Pei Feng, but Ma Yunbiao did.
As soon as he saw Pei Feng's familiar figure, Ma Yunbiao's body suddenly trembled, and his face instantly turned pale.
"Mr. Yu, look —!"
"What are you looking at? Don't bother me! The fight is exciting, and I've placed a big bet! "
"It's … it's that Mr. Pei!"
As soon as he said that, Yu Qian was so scared that he almost fell off his seat.
"Where … where is he?!"
Looking in the direction of Ma Yunbiao's finger, Yu Qian's pupils suddenly contracted, and his face turned pale.
After a long while, he came back to his senses. Taking a deep breath, he stared at Pei Feng who was walking towards Ninth Master Du and the others. Enunciating each word, he said fiercely, "Sure enough, they came … Good, good! Ergou, hurry up and inform Mr. Jiang that the main character is here. Tell him to wait for my WeChat message and get ready to enter the arena at any time —! "
"Yes, Boss!"
Ma Yunbiao stared at Pei Feng, gritting his teeth so hard that they made cracking sounds.
In terms of hatred, he hated Pei Feng more than Yu Qian.
Yu Qian had only lost money, but what he had lost … was his hard-earned cultivation and a future that could have allowed him to soar to the top, become rich, and be admired by tens of thousands of people!
…
"Mr. Pei?"
"Mr. Pei!"
"Mr. Pei, you're finally here!"
"What happened to Sunspot?"
Before Pei Feng sat down, he saw Sunspot, whose face was covered with blood and was unconscious.
"Alas, he was defeated in the arena challenge just now!"
"He's dying, why didn't you send him to the hospital?"
Pei Feng said coldly.
Sunspot's breath was very weak, and he was on the verge of death.
Luo Sanli and the other two were stunned.
"Sunspot has a good foundation, he should … should be fine, right?"
Luo Sanli was stunned.
Du Jiuye also said, "Sunspot was only kicked in the chin, Mr. Pei."
Pei Feng didn't want to talk nonsense with them. He thought for a while, took out a Lesser Vitality Pill, and stuffed it into Sunspot's mouth.
The Lesser Vitality Pill was very precious, and not everyone could use it. But it happened so suddenly, and Sunspot was a person who was loyal and righteous. He didn't want to let him die like this.
The Lesser Vitality Pill took effect immediately after entering his mouth.
"Cough! Pei … Pei … "
As soon as Sunspot opened his mouth, blood splattered everywhere.
"Shut up, calm your mind and regulate your breath. Don't open your mouth, recover your strength, and let the medicine circulate through your meridians."
Pei Feng said lightly, "Otherwise, you may be disabled for life."
Sunspot immediately stopped talking, and closed his eyes with a painful expression.
Beside him, Du Jiuye's eyes flashed, and his breathing became rapid. Luo Sanli and Yun Moshan were dumbfounded.
"Did he lose to that little guy in the ring?"
He glanced at the ring and asked in a low voice.
"Yes! F * ck him, it's a Burmese boxer, and he's too ruthless! Curator Qian will avenge Sunspot! "
"Avenge what?"
Pei Feng shook his head and said indifferently, "Qian Fengnian can't win."
As soon as this was said, Du Jiuye and the other two were stunned, and none of them could say a word — at this time, Qian Fengnian had completely turned into a defensive position in the ring. In other words, he was struggling to hold on.
In fact, from the beginning to the end, Qian Fengnian had been on the defensive, and had never turned into an offensive position.
For them, Pei Feng's words were the truth. If he said Qian Fengnian couldn't win … then Qian Fengnian definitely couldn't win.
Sure enough, a prolonged defense was bound to lead to a loss. In less than two minutes, the Burmese fighter found a flaw in Qian Fengnian's defense. With two powerful elbows and a high whip kick, Qian Fengnian was kicked out of the ring.
Under the ring, Qian Fengnian's face was pale, and he struggled for a while before he could stand up.
"Thank you."
With another strange Chinese sentence, the Burmese boxer bowed to Qian Fengnian — it was obvious that he respected Qian Fengnian as an opponent.
Qian Fengnian's eyes were wide open, and he stared at him. After a while, his body slightly shook, and he forced himself to say, "I lost … puff —!"
Before he finished his words, he spat out a mouthful of blood. He couldn't hold on any longer, and fell to the ground on his butt.
If he was 20 years younger, he would definitely be able to compete with this Burmese boxer.
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