Rebirth, the goddess system is super invincible

Looking at this scene, Sun Zhuang felt his heart tugging together.

"Ermao, come on, you must knock the opponent to the ground and get up quickly." Sun Zhuang was so nervous that his nerves were tense, and he was staring at every move in the boxing ring, unwilling to let go.

Er Mao fell to the ground, feeling the pain of his back rubbing against the ground, he suddenly jumped up from the ground and hit the opponent's nose with his fist.

Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, he waved his iron-like fists and greeted him directly, punching to the flesh.

The opponent was beaten back again and again, and for a while, he didn't have the strength to fight back.

"it is good!"

"It's great! Ermao is really powerful. Fortunately, I bet on him, and it didn't disappoint me."

"It's too early to say these things. No one knows what the final outcome will be until the last second." Some people hold objections.

"I think you are just jealous of Ermao's strength. You feel that your master is stronger. Let me tell you that those are all illusions. In the entire boxing ring, there are no more than three people who can beat Ermao."

"Are you so sure that the one standing in the boxing ring can beat one-third of Ermao?"

"Of course I'm sure. This person is just a little bit bigger. He's a fancy and useless existence. Ermao is just letting him in now. After a while Ermao gets tired from playing, he will suffer."

"Stop forcing Lai Lai, just wait and see, Ermao will definitely lose."

"You will lose!"

Several people paused the spat and continued to watch the battle.

On the boxing ring, Er Mao was sweating profusely. While Er Mao was wiping his sweat, the opponent directly lifted Er Mao to the top of his head and smashed it hard on the ground.

Immediately, the opponent bent his legs and pressed Er Mao with his calf bone.

Er Mao rolled on the ground and rolled to the side. He stood up abruptly, rushed to the back of the opponent, and strangled the opponent's neck with both arms.

"Boom", the man fell directly to the ground, pressing Er Mao under him.

Er Mao was in pain, but he didn't let go. He locked the other party like a lock. The man felt more and more suffocated. He couldn't get the arm around his neck, so he could only hammer Er Mao's body hard.

No matter how hard the opponent hits, Er Mao is still unwilling to let go.

"It has appeared. Er Mao's ultimate skill is to lock the opponent's body, making it difficult for the opponent to breathe, so that his whole body becomes weak and at the mercy of Er Mao."

"It's really shameless, such a bad move can be used, and you don't even need face in order to win."

"Hehe... No one in the boxing ring has a rule that you can't use this move. If you complain about your master, let him do the same move, but can he do it?"

"Obviously not."

"Hahaha……"

"You guys... are too abominable, it would be disgraceful to win!"

In the boxing ring, the referee called out the final countdown to the people who fell on the ground.

"three."

"two."

"One!" The referee's voice fell, but the opponent still did not stand up.

The referee grabbed Er Mao's right hand and raised it above his head, and announced emphatically, "Er Mao wins this match!"

"Wow! Ermao is really great!" Sun Zhuang was excited like a child, standing up from the spot, cheering nonstop.

It was the first time for Liang Zhichao to see him so happy. The former Sun Zhuang showed a more stable side in front of him.

Unexpectedly, he also had a childish scene.

Ermao couldn't be happier standing on the boxing ring.

Below the boxing ring, those who bet on Er Mao were all very happy, and those who bet on their opponents were all pale.

"Win, win again, Ermao has already won two games in a row, some people are still immersed in the impossible dream, what a pity, they will lose money again."

"Hahaha... I'm so happy. I bet all my money on Ermao. I'm sure I can make a lot of money this time."

"How much do you bet?"

"Two dollars, hahaha, developed."

"Everyone: "..."

Sun Zhuang went to collect the money, including Liang Zhichao's share.

Liang Zhichao went to the toilet to hide for a while, it was too noisy outside.

As soon as I entered, the toilet was filled with smoke, like a big chimney wafting out bursts of smoke.

"Big Mao? Why are you smoking here alone? You didn't go to the Ermao match just now?" Liang Zhichao looked curiously at Da Mao who was standing in the corner and was puffing.

Da Mao took a deep breath and continued to swallow, his eyes were dim, more like a marionette.

He flicked off the cigarette butt and continued to puff.

Da Mao didn't even raise his eyelids, and said mechanically: "He will definitely win, and the few contestants are not his opponents at all."

Liang Zhichao looked at Da Mao's state, which was very similar to his situation after being abandoned by Sun Yufei in his last life, except that Da Mao's girlfriend disappeared, and Da Mao must be very sad.

"Stop smoking, you're about to become a big chimney." Liang Zhichao couldn't stand it any longer, and went straight up to snatch half of the cigarette from Da Mao's hand, and snuffed it out in the ashtray.

"Now I can only relieve the depression in my heart by smoking, so don't worry about it."

Da Mao took out another cigarette as he spoke, and took out the matchbox to polish a match. Before he could light the cigarette, Liang Zhichao blew it out.

Da Mao was not angry, and continued to polish the second one, but it was still blown out, and then the third one was still blown out.

Da Mao's temper was ignited and he threw the matchbox on the ground.

"Liang Zhichao, are you going too far? I smoke my own cigarettes, not yours. Why do you blow out my matches again and again?"

"You can't smoke under my nose. After all, the toilet is a public place. For the sake of the environment, you can't smoke. You don't understand this? Elementary school children understand the truth, but you are doing these immoral things here. Is it too much?"

"Who is dissatisfied with me, I will use my fist to make him satisfied!" Da Mao raised his fist and threatened.

No matter how stupid Liang Zhichao was, he knew that Da Mao was targeting him.

Liang Zhichao stretched his muscles and watched the person across from him hook his fingers.

"I am very dissatisfied with you now, if you are not convinced, beat me to the ground, as long as you can knock me down, I will never interfere in your smoking, and I will personally light a cigarette for you. "

The conditions given by Liang Zhichao are very tempting.

A cigarette lit by Liang Zhichao himself?Da Mao wants to be the first to smoke this cigarette.

"That's what you said, don't blame me for being serious!" Da Mao accepted the challenge.

"No matter how hard you use it, if I beg for mercy, I will never set foot in Donghai City in the future."

"Row."

Liang Zhichao dodged behind Da Mao, took out a needle with his left hand and pointed it at Da Mao's temple. The needle tip was less than one centimeter away from the skin, and the needle could be inserted into it with breathing movements.