One punch calms the storm, no gods in the world

Chapter 54 I’ll kill you in ten seconds! (4600 words)
The next day.

night.

Diwang Building.

It’s the same arena and the same audience as last time.

Li Zonggao sat high up in the host's seat.

Now a month has passed and the day of the last scheduled duel has arrived.

Li Mingsheng stood beside Li Zong. He was about 1.9 meters tall, with a wolf-like back and a wasp waist. He looked very fierce. He twisted his neck and spoke.

"Father, a simple competition is meaningless. We still have to find a way to make that kid fight me to the death. Then I can kill him on the stage myself and avenge my third brother."

In fact, Li Mingsheng didn't care whether he took revenge or not, but Li Zong's request to the two brothers was that whoever could kill Su Ti would become the next president of the Death Fist Club and inherit everything from Li Zong.

However, the duel that was verbally agreed upon last time was just a simple martial arts competition, not a life-and-death fight, and Suti could admit defeat.

Although Su Ti's surrender would bring shame to Longmen Martial Arts School, he could still save his life. Li Zong could actually accept such a result, but Li Mingsheng could not accept it. As long as Su Ti did not die, he could not succeed Li Zong.

He wanted to kill Su Ti in the ring and fulfill Li Zong's wish, so that he could become the next president of the Death Fist Club.

"That guy is very smart. It's unlikely that you can get him to fight you to the death."

Li Zong glanced at Li Mingsheng and said.

What was Li Mingsheng thinking? He knew it very well. No one knows his son better than his father. He could fully understand and agree with Li Mingsheng's ambition.

If you want to lead a gang organization, you can't be a sheep. You must be a greedy, powerful, sharp and aggressive wolf king to unify a group of ambitious wolves.

Last time, Su Ti killed Moshan in front of him, which made the Death Fist Society lose face. Coupled with the blood feud of his third son Li Mingyuan, Li Zong could no longer suppress his murderous intent.

But no matter how unrestrained he is, he is also a self-made gangster tycoon.

Long Yuanzheng was so protective of his son that he was even willing to fight with him to protect Su Ti. If Su Ti was forced to be killed, Long Yuanzheng would never agree.

Li Zong wanted revenge, but didn't want to fight to the death, so he compromised and agreed to this non-life-and-death duel. But this didn't mean that he didn't want to kill Su Ti, he just had no choice.

"Father, I came up with a good idea these days."

"Oh?"

Li Zong actually didn't quite believe that Li Mingsheng, a martial arts fanatic and stubborn person, could come up with any good ideas.

In terms of martial arts talent, Li Mingsheng inherited his genes 100%, but when it comes to strategy and cunning, Li Minggui is better at this.

"That Suti has an adventurous spirit in his bones, so we will use this method to lure him into the trap."

Li Mingsheng laughed and said confidently when he said this.

"Doesn't he like gambling? I'll make a bet with him. I'll take out another 30 million and bet with him. The condition is that he can't surrender within ten seconds. If he can hold out for these ten seconds, the 30 million will be his."

When Li Zong heard this, he immediately understood what Li Mingsheng meant. He wanted to promise him a huge reward in exchange for a chance to kill Su Ti, but
Li Zong shook his head: "Do you think he will gamble with you?" He thought his eldest son could come up with some good tricks, but he didn't expect it to be just this.

3000 million is indeed a lot of money, enough to make many people take risks and gamble their lives. But when the probability of death is as high as 99%, who would agree to it except a real fool?
Li Mingsheng said confidently.

"I think there's a good chance that he will agree. That kid is different from the comfortable modern people in his bones. Otherwise, he wouldn't have killed his third brother and still accepted the Mountain's challenge."

"You have to know that in the last life-and-death fight with Moshan, although this kid made a breakthrough in his inner training, if Moshan hadn't lost due to intelligence, the two of them would have been evenly matched in strength. That kid had a 50% chance of dying on the ring. He dared to go on stage like this, which shows that he is an uneasy gambler at heart. I have seen many such people when I was managing boxing matches."

"He wants to gamble deep down, so I'll give him a chance. He asked for appearance fees twice, which means he's short of money, so I'll raise the price and lure him in."

After hearing this, Li Zong thought about it for a moment. It seemed that what Li Mingsheng said made sense.

"Okay, you can give it a try."

There was no harm in giving it a try, so he let Li Mingsheng go.

"Yes, father!"

At 7:50, Long Yuanzheng also entered with a group of people.

He still brought his group of disciples with him to this competition. Except for the eldest sister Yao Juan who was in seclusion and the elder Liang Bo who stayed at home to look after the house, everyone from Longmen was there.

Different from the warm welcome last time, this time Li Zong just sat on the chair and didn't even get up, as if he didn't even see Long Yuanzheng.

As for this competition, Li Zong had actually already determined the result in his mind. Su Ti would definitely admit defeat as soon as he got on the stage, or even admit defeat and surrender without even going on the stage. Doing so would certainly make Longmen Martial Arts School lose face, but Su Ti would be able to escape with his life.

"President Li, how are you?"

In stark contrast to Li Zong's indifference, Long Yuanzheng greeted him, smiled and sat on the chair.

Su Ti has already entered the Hunyuan realm, and he broke through another level of internal training yesterday. Now he has reached the Hunyuan realm of the sixth level of internal training!
In the sixth level of the all-round internal practice of Bodhisattva, Su Ti's skills are even better than Li Mingsheng's, but Li Zong was injured in his early years and could not sense it.

Therefore, today's competition cannot be said to be 100%, after all, there are still various unexpected events that may affect the outcome of the battle, but in Long Yuanzheng's heart, Su Ti has already won most of the way!
It was yet another battle for face, how could Long Yuanzheng be in a bad mood?

He couldn't wait to see Li Zong's expression when he discovered that Su Ti had reached the Hunyuan realm. It must be very exciting.

"Humph"

Li Zong snorted coldly without even looking at Long Yuanzheng. He thought that Long Yuanzheng had come to terms with it. Today, Su Ti went on stage to admit defeat, and although Longmen Martial Arts School lost some face, overall, Dead Fist would lose more face, and neither the face nor the dignity lost could be recovered!

"Brother Suti, before the game starts, I have an idea."

There were still five minutes before the start of the game. Li Mingsheng stood up and said to Suti with a smile.

"I want to upgrade the competition to make it more interesting. What do you think?"

"Oh, how do you want to upgrade?"

Su Ti also looked at Li Mingsheng with interest.

Li Mingsheng had only mastered 50% of his internal training and an intermediate level of his fighting skills. He had not yet reached the perfect state of both internal training and fighting skills. Therefore, he naturally could not sense how powerful Su Ti's aura was at this moment.

Li Mingsheng continued with a humble smile on his face, like a wolf hiding his murderous intent.

"Ordinary matches are too boring. How about upgrading the match to a life-or-death match? Of course, you may think it's a bit unfair. Let me tell you, the life-or-death match only lasts for ten seconds. You cannot admit defeat within ten seconds, regardless of life or death."

"And this competition system is not upgraded for nothing. I will compensate you."

Li Mingsheng laughed.

"Your appearance fee of 10 million remains the same. If you can hold on for ten seconds, I'll give you an additional 30 million in bets. How about that?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in Longmen Martial Arts School looked at Li Mingsheng with strange expressions.

Second senior brother Wang Gengyuan and third senior brother Yan Jun both felt that Li Mingsheng must have become stupid from practicing martial arts to be able to say such words.

One is at the fifth level of internal training, and the other is at the first level (they didn't know about Su Ti's second level of internal training, and always thought that Su Ti had just broken through the internal training). Let alone 30 million, even if it was 100 million, they wouldn't go on stage for ten seconds. 30 million, although this is a huge sum of money, but you have to be alive to spend it.

When Long Yuanzheng heard this, he grabbed the handrail with one hand, his face trembling slightly, and his heart was almost unable to hold back.

Looking at Li Mingsheng's confident expression, his younger brother Li Minggui secretly cursed him as an idiot.

Only a fool would agree to a ten-second life-and-death fight for thirty million.

Su Ti was at most at level one of internal training, while Li Mingsheng was at level five of internal training, so even if there were only ten seconds, the chances of him surviving were very slim.

Seeing the expressions of the crowd, Li Zong also turned his head away and shook his head in his heart.

But to the surprise of most people
"Ten seconds? Thirty million is not enough. I also want your Gangju Shaka Kungfu."

Suti suddenly smiled and spoke.

Longmen Martial Arts School only has three first-rate external skills, and in order to achieve the tenth level of Arhat status in external training, four first-rate external skills are required at most.

Unfortunately, Li Mingsheng happened to have such a first-rate external skill, so Su Ti took this opportunity to speak up and include this skill as part of the bet.

The others didn't know what Suti was thinking and they all looked surprised. Although it was a price increase, he actually agreed to it.

Li Mingsheng was delighted when he heard this, and agreed without thinking too much.

"No problem. If you can hold on for ten seconds, I will give you the thirty million in gambling money and my hard and soft Shaka Kungfu!"

"But remember, it's ten seconds. You have to hold out under my hands for the full ten seconds."

Li Mingsheng was afraid that Su Ti had heard it wrong, so he suppressed the joy in his heart and confirmed it again.

"no problem."

Su Ti looked at Li Mingsheng's expression, who was trying hard to suppress his excitement, and couldn't help but start to ponder.

I wonder how long it would take to kill Li Mingsheng with his current strength. It should take less than ten seconds, right?

Hearing Su Ti's agreement, unlike Li Mingsheng who was overjoyed, Li Zongze, a gangster tycoon, smelled a conspiracy and couldn't help but look at Long Yuanzheng with suspicion.

Long Yuanzheng's face was trembling slightly, and he sat there motionless. A strange feeling came over him.

"Is there a trick? But these are all my people. I am watching them personally. Long Yuanzheng should not be able to use any tricks. So how can Su Ti be sure that he can last more than ten seconds in Mingsheng's hands?"

Doubts and confusion surged into Li Zong's heart. Before the game started, he walked to the corner, called Li Mingsheng and whispered in his ear.

"Su Ti actually accepted your challenge, and Long Yuanzheng didn't stop him. Something is wrong. Don't waste time when you get on stage. Kill Su Ti as quickly and fiercely as possible. I'll be watching you from the backstage."

Li Zong's eyes flashed coldly. Although he didn't know what trump card Long Yuanzheng had kept, he was confident that his disciple, who had only practiced the first level of internal training, could last more than ten seconds against Li Mingsheng, but he could not miss this good opportunity for revenge.

"Don't worry, father. I will use all my strength to kill this guy within ten seconds and avenge my brother!"

A cruel arc appeared on Li Mingsheng's lips. No matter what conspiracy or tricks the other party had, they were useless in front of his absolute strength.

The break was over quickly and it was time to go on stage for the competition.

Before going on stage, Li Zong specially sent someone to announce the news of the change in the competition system.

It changed from an ordinary martial arts competition where one could admit defeat to a life-and-death duel where one was not allowed to surrender for ten seconds.

The prize for the gambling fight is 30 million and a first-class ancient martial arts external skill "Gangrou Shajia Gong".

As soon as these words were spoken, the audience was in an uproar.

This match was held a month later, and after making inquiries from many sources, the strength of the two players had been clearly investigated.

After learning about the huge gap in strength and the conflict between Longmen and the Death Fist Society, they originally thought that today's competition was just a formality to allow the Death Fist Society to regain some face. Unexpectedly, there were unexpected gains, and everyone became excited.

"Haha, this is much more interesting. Let's see how long this kid from Longmen Martial Arts School can survive the hands of Blood Fist Li Mingsheng."

"Ten seconds? I bet he would be beaten to death by Li Mingsheng in five seconds!"

"Who is Li Mingsheng? He is the top fighter in the black boxing rankings of the five surrounding cities. This Suti is overestimating his own abilities and accepting this kind of gambling fight. I think he is also blinded by his last victory."

"That's right, Li Mingsheng is not the Mountain!"

The audience was talking about it, and the public opinion was almost unanimously on Li Mingsheng. Although Li Mingsheng was one of the organizers of the death fight, he had also participated in the competition. He just rarely attacked, only a few times. But with these few times, he established a great reputation in the black boxing arena. He was the recognized number one black boxing champion in the death fight controlled by the Death Fist Society, and was known as the Bloody Fist.

It would have been fine for Su Ti, a newcomer who had just joined Longmen Martial Arts School a month ago, to kill Moshan, but to fight a life-and-death battle with Li Mingsheng was clearly seeking death.

Amid the expectant, bloodthirsty and excited eyes of the crowd, Li Mingsheng and Su Ti walked onto the ring. The iron cage that was broken by Su Ti last time has now been repaired, and even the steel bars have been reinforced.

The referee pointed a timer with a countdown of ten seconds at everyone. With the referee's order, the numbers on the timer began to jump and the competition on the stage officially began.

boom!
Almost the next moment after the referee shouted "start", Li Mingsheng moved.

He was tall and slender, with a wolf-like back and a wasp waist. He stomped the ground with his feet, making a loud bang. His hair was blown back by the strong wind, and he rushed towards Suti like a leopard.

Li Mingsheng put one hand on his waist, without making any movement. His whole palm was covered with a layer of hazy black, which was a sign that he was launching his full-strength Black Evil Fist, a qi and blood fighting method.

Finally, when he arrived in front of Suti, he punched out with all his strength.

"Die!"

The power of this punch was extremely fierce. Li Mingsheng's fifth level of internal training fully exploded. A fist as big as a black sandbag pushed away the air and slammed heavily into Suti's head.

The Mountain's Black Evil Palm is actually evolved from the Li family's Black Evil Fist.

It’s just that in order to control his subordinates, Li Minggui deliberately did not teach them the whole thing. No matter how much they practiced, they could only achieve minor success and could never achieve medium or major success.

The power of Li Mingsheng's punch was several times more than that of the Mountain. Both his internal training level and his proficiency in fighting were incomparable.

Li Mingsheng threw a punch with a grim smile on his face. No matter what conspiracy or tricks the other party had, he didn't care and didn't want to care. All he had to do was to kill Su Ti Su Ti with the strongest, fiercest and most brutal means within ten seconds. That's all!

But the next second his hideous smile froze on his face, because a hand that was larger than his fist, dark blue, and as big as a palm leaf fan, firmly grasped his Black Evil Fist.

One of Su Ti's arms swelled to the thickness of his thigh, with veins bulging from his arm to his palm, all black and blue, like the arm of a ferocious python. He grabbed Li Mingsheng's Black Evil Fist with just one hand without even taking a step back.

Li Mingsheng's eyes widened instantly. He had thought of many possible cards that Suti might have, but he had never thought that the other party could take his punch head-on!
Looking at Li Mingsheng who was shocked, Su Ti kindly reminded him.

"Remember, you have nine seconds left before you can surrender."

As soon as he finished speaking, he pulled Li Mingsheng's fist and used the Overlord Drawing Bow boxing stance, pulling with his left hand and suddenly punching out with his right hand.

This punch exploded the air, and the blue-black fist was as big as a bowl. Visible air flow escaped from the fist and hit Li Mingsheng's head like a falling meteor!
Facing this punch, Li Mingsheng's pupils shrank to the size of a needle tip, and a strong breath of death hit him in the face.

He had no time to dodge, and no way to dodge. One of his hands was still under the opponent's control. Facing the opponent's punch, he could only stretch out his palm to collide with it.

(End of this chapter)