Time flew by, and there was only half an hour left before the match.
Everyone sat down under the ring, and a host came to the ring and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, the match between the world-famous Mr. Xiao and Mr. Matsumoto is about to begin. Not only are they going to determine the winner, but they are also betting 100 billion US dollars. Whoever wins will get the other party's 100 billion US dollars. We see that there are many world-famous super-rich people here. I wonder if everyone is interested in betting? "
A super-rich man wearing glasses said, "How do you want to bet?"
The host said, "You are all rich people. I believe that you won't do something like not admitting defeat. Therefore, those who have a check can register it, and those who don't have a check can write an IOU. Our staff is already in place. If you choose Mr. Xiao to win, please put your check or IOU in the red box. If you choose Mr. Matsumoto to win, put it in the blue box. After everyone is done, we will do a tally and announce the names and amounts of the people who bet in public. After the match is over, our Yamamoto Group will be responsible for handing the check to the winner within three days. However, we will charge a 5% commission. Does anyone have any objections? "
"Yes, 5% is already considered a small amount. I bet 5 billion US dollars on Mr. Matsumoto. "
"I bet 2 billion US dollars on Mr. Matsumoto."
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The host gave the staff next to him a look, and six beautiful women holding red and blue boxes walked in front of the rich people.
Chen Jiahong said, "Wan Qing, aren't you going to bet on Yunhai?"
Zhao Wanqing smiled and said, "There's no rush. Let's wait and see."
Twenty minutes later, the host read out the sum of the bets and said, "Did I read it correctly? Does anyone have any objections? "
Seeing that no one spoke, the host said, "Okay. After the final calculation, the total bet on Mr. Xiao is 43.2 billion US dollars, and the total bet on Mr. Matsumoto is 93.8 billion US dollars. Is there anyone else who wants to bet? If not, we … "
"Wait." A voice as pleasant as an oriole's sounded. Everyone looked over and saw that it was Zhao Wanqing who spoke.
The host asked, "Miss Zhao, do you have any questions?"
Zhao Wanqing said, "I just heard that the difference between my husband and Mr. Matsumoto's bet is 50.6 billion USD. I will make up for the difference. Who has a pen? Please lend it to me. I want to write an IOU. "
"Wow, no wonder you're Mr. Xiao's woman. You're so generous."
"In order for her husband to not lose to the other party in terms of imposing manner, she forcibly evened out the difference in the bet. It seems that the rumors are true. Miss Zhao really does have the right to control Mr. Xiao's wealth. "
Zhao Wanqing handed the IOU to the host, and the host threw it into the red betting box. Then, he gave Zhao Wanqing a thumbs up and said, "There is a saying in Hua Xia that women are not inferior to men. Today, I have seen it from Miss Zhao. With Miss Zhao's 50 billion USD, our odds are now exactly 1: 1. Alright, the competition is about to begin. The rules are very simple. Whoever falls down first and can't get up will be considered the loser. See you later. "
At 15 o 'clock sharp, Matsumoto Takahata and Xiao Yunhai appeared in front of everyone at the same time as if they had discussed it beforehand.
Xiao Yunhai came to the ring, and Matsumoto Takahata walked straight to Chen Jiahong.
Xiao Yunhai instantly understood what he meant, so he sat cross-legged on the ground and closed his eyes to rest.
Matsumoto Takahata came in front of Chen Jiahong and bowed deeply to him, saying, "Mr. Chen, I finally get to meet you."
Chen Jiahong looked at him and nodded, saying, "Mr. Matsumoto Kazuki can die in peace with a grandson like you."
Matsumoto Takahata's eyes flashed and said, "Mr. Chen, back then, you killed my grandfather in the ring with your cultivation at the peak of Covert Power, making the Matsumoto family the shame of Japan's martial arts world. I want to know what the situation was like at that time. "
Chen Jiahong said, "Aren't you afraid that your momentum will be affected if you know?"
Matsumoto Takahata said, "If just a few words can affect my martial arts competition, then I, Matsumoto Takahata, would be too useless."
Chen Jiahong laughed and said, "Matsumoto Takahata, you're indeed qualified to be my grandson's opponent. Since that's the case, then I'll tell you what happened back then. "
Although Chen Jiahong was over ninety years old, his voice was loud and full of confidence, without the slightest trace of old age.
"Matsumoto boy, your grandfather is a real warrior worthy of our respect. That year, when Japan invaded Hua Xia, Matsumoto Kazuki, as the military martial arts instructor and the number one expert in Japan, set up a ring in Shanghai and challenged our martial arts world. At that time, his martial arts had already reached the peak of Transforming Power, and none of us could match him. "
"But at this time of the country's destruction, how could we, the martial arts practitioners, let your grandfather do whatever he wanted in Hua Xia? Therefore, even though everyone knew that they were no match for him, they still launched suicidal attacks on your grandfather one after another. They would rather have their heads blown off by him to leave something on Matsumoto Kazuki. For two days in a row, there were thirty-three battles, and thirty-three martial arts experts from Hua Xia died. "
Hearing Chen Jiahong's words, everyone seemed to see the scene of Hua Xia's people defending their home and country, and would rather die than submit.
Matsumoto Takahata slightly narrowed his eyes and said, "And then? You went on stage? "
Chen Jiahong shook his head and said, "I was originally the thirty-fourth, but a Transforming Power expert from the north beat me to the stage. That expert didn't even leave his name and directly used Bajiquan to attack your grandfather. Unfortunately, he still died under your grandfather's fist, but he succeeded in injuring your grandfather before he died. "
"I have to say that your grandfather's heart was very big. After he was injured, not only did he not retreat, but he used the momentum of his victory to challenge us again. He even wanted to rely on his own strength to suppress the martial spirit of our entire Hua Xia people. At that time, the martial arts experts in Shanghai were bleeding like rivers, and no one cared about their own lives. "
"I was only twenty-six years old at that time, and I didn't care about death. So, I went up to the ring and fought your injured grandfather to a standstill. During the battle, I accidentally broke through to Transforming Power and finally killed your grandfather. That was the whole process of the incident. To be honest, if your grandfather hadn't been injured first, the person who would have died would have been me. Speaking of which, I took advantage of your precarious situation, but I have a clear conscience. "
Everyone, including Matsumoto Takahata, didn't speak, as if they were all in that era of war, and saw those heroes use their own lives to write a heroic elegy.
Matsumoto Takahata took a deep breath, bowed to Chen Jiahong again, and said, "Thank you for speaking frankly, Mr. Chen. My grandfather didn't do anything wrong back then, and neither did you and those thirty-four heroes. When martial artists fight, life and death are determined by God. However, no matter what, my grandfather lost to you back then. Since Mr. Xiao is your grandson and successor, then as long as I can defeat him today, it can be considered as fighting for my grandfather's honor. "
Chen Jiahong said, "Then you have to be careful. I don't think there's anyone in this world who can compete with my grandson. "
Matsumoto Takahata smiled and said, "Then, Mr. Chen, please wait and see."
After that, Matsumoto Takahata walked onto the stage and bowed slightly to Xiao Yunhai, who had just stood up, and said, "Mr. Xiao, please enlighten me."
Xiao Yunhai clasped his fist and said, "Please."
As soon as his voice fell, Matsumoto Takahata's eyes lit up, and he stomped his right foot on the stage. His entire body was like a giant beast, carrying a suffocating aura as he rushed toward Xiao Yunhai.
The two of them were originally more than twenty meters apart, but Matsumoto Takahata seemed to have shrunk the distance into an inch, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of Xiao Yunhai. His right hand was like a knife, and he directly chopped toward Xiao Yunhai's shoulder.
This hand knife was as fast as lightning, and it made a whooshing sound in the air, no different from a real knife. If it hit, Xiao Yunhai's arm would be gone.
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