"The opportunity has come!"

Ning Tao's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he immediately drank down the glass of wine in his hand. He stood up, took off his coat and handed it to Li Bingbing, before walking backstage.

"What are you doing!"

Seeing that Ning Tao was about to go on stage, Li Bingbing seemed to understand something and quickly reached out to hold him, her heartstrings tightening.

She had clearly seen the tragic situation of No. 10 just now. Although she had confidence in Ning Tao, caring about it would make her confused, and she felt a little worried.

"Da Lei, now that you're here, you can't miss it. There are still benefits to be gained!"

Ning Tao knew what the other party was thinking, so he shook Li Bingbing's catkin with one hand as a comfort, paused, and said again: "Don't worry, trust me!"

"Why don't you wait any longer."

Li Bingbing glanced at the arena and still refused to let go.

"Are you worried about me?" Ning Tao raised the corner of his mouth slightly, moved closer to Li Bingbing, and said rather ambiguously: "Of course, I am helping you. If something happens to me, you will be responsible in the future.

people."

Before the other party could react, Ning Tao turned around and went backstage.

Li Bingbing stood there stiffly like a piece of wood, feeling strange in her heart.

After Ning Tao came to the backstage, a person in charge explained the rules in a few words.

The game is divided into two games, and finally the ultimate PK is held, and the one who wins ten games is the battle king.

High risks bring high rewards, and the bonuses for boxers are also generous. The first game is 2,000, and the bonus will be doubled for each subsequent victory.

For boxers, as long as they win one fight, they will get 5,000, and if they win two games, they will get 10,000!

Of course, this money is not easy to get. The winner cannot quit unless he is in trouble. In addition, if he does not advance to the battle king, only half of the final bonus will be paid.

In a word, there is no free lunch in the world. When you step on this stage, you only have one belief, and that is to win.

Ning Tao put a mask on his face, signed a life and death certificate, got a number 15, and came to the waiting area under the guidance of a horse boy.

There are not many men who are not passionate. He planned not to use spiritual power today and really compete with the strong.

He is a half-way monk and has not learned any systematic boxing or Sanda skills, but even if he has no spiritual power, his advantages are quite obvious.

His body is as strong as an ox, and his muscles have amazing explosive power. Coupled with the physical strength nourished by spiritual power, not everyone can block his fists.

Soon, when the scene was over, Ning Tao came on stage.

"My friend, I think your small body is not big enough for me to punch you, so you might as well give up!"

In front of Ning Tao was a bare-backed, muscular middle-aged man with eyes as big as bells, who said with evil intentions.

He had already won two battles, and his sweat-soaked muscles shone in the light like medals, all showing off his own strength.

Faced with this guy's arrogance, Ning Tao just stretched out a palm, hooked it disdainfully, raised the corner of his mouth and said: "I can win you with one hand!"

Wow!

Wild, as soon as these words came out, the audience immediately became excited, and a small group of people who suppressed Ning Tao immediately whistled and started shouting.

Among boxers, verbal attacks are also an effective method. Ning Tao completely angered the middle-aged man with just a few words without saying a word.

"Boy, please let me take off your arms."

The middle-aged man laughed angrily, stamped his feet on the ground, and rushed towards Ning Tao like a tank. He raised his casserole-sized fist and struck directly at Ning Tao's face.

In the middle-aged man's opinion, this punch was enough to defeat Ning Tao. Seeing this man's attacks like the wind, many timid women below began to scream.

Ning Tao's expression remained unchanged, and even his body remained motionless, as if he was frightened. The strong wind blew his hair and spread it back.

When the fist was about to touch his face, Ning Tao was shaken. He simply tilted his head to avoid it. At the same time, he raised his right hand and took action.

The shot was simple and uncomplicated. It was the same punch as the opponent's, hitting the opponent's armpit like lightning.

Bang!

It seemed like an asymmetrical punch and a muffled sound at first, but when the result came out, something shocking happened.

The middle-aged man, who weighed nearly two hundred kilograms, staggered and fell directly on his back.

Plop!

The huge landing sound shook the entire stadium. The middle-aged man covered his armpit with one hand and made a sound like killing a pig.

In the audience, everyone was dumbfounded.

It’s not that there aren’t such awesome boxers, but this is an exaggeration. The two are not proportional at all, but the ending has such a huge contrast.

Many people in the audience even pushed the middle-aged man to win and ordered some red wine to celebrate, but now the glass was shattered on the floor.

"Number 15 wins!"

The referee didn't think too much. Seeing that the middle-aged man had no strength to fight anymore, he came to the stage in time to announce the result. At the same time, he waved and two security guards quickly pulled the middle-aged man down.

"Won?"

"Shady!"

"No, this must be a shady story!"

"That silly big guy is too good!"

…

The audience came back to their senses, and all kinds of noisy voices suddenly started pouring in.

"On the 15th, you can choose to take a break or continue the game."

The referee turned around, took a deep look at Ning Tao, and said.

"I choose to continue playing!"

Ning Tao didn't hesitate and spoke immediately.

"What? Continuous challenges?"

Hearing Ning Tao's voice, the people in the audience stopped yelling and scolding, and their eyes became suspicious.

After all, if it was a shady case, naturally you wouldn't choose to do this.

"Okay, next one."

The referee was shocked, and then without any nonsense, he called the next boxer.

"Let's take action, I'm in a hurry!"

What appeared in front of him was a bald man with a similar build to Ning Tao. As soon as he came on stage, before he could speak, Ning Tao impatiently interrupted him.

In his opinion, just fight if you want to, grinding and grinding is a waste of time.

With a victory, Ning Tao was determined. He had the clairvoyance and could discover the weaknesses of others in time. This alone would put him in an invincible position.

The punch just now may not seem strange to outsiders, but it is actually not that mysterious. Under the armpit of the middle-aged man, there is an old wound. The bones inside have not yet healed. If he breaks it open with one punch, it will naturally destroy the opponent's body.

Combat strength.

"Boy, your arrogance has come to an end!"

Those who can stand here are all licking blood from the edge of the knife, regardless of life and death. Although he realizes that Ning Tao is not simple, the bald head will not be afraid of it. With a loud shout, his body quickly bounces up, and a whip leg is straight.

Comes from the chest of Ben Ningtao.
Chapter completed!