Chapter 112
Half a minute has passed since the match, and the situation on the ring still hasn't changed in the slightest.

There were basically excited cheers below. Most people thought that Li Chunmin could win, and they all bet on him.

Jiang Hao and Jiang Tian were probably the only ones who could focus on Basong at the scene. Even if the others bought Basong and won, they no longer had hope.

After all, Bassong has been passively defending from the beginning until now, and has never counterattacked once. It is hard to believe that he still has a chance to come back.

Suddenly, Jiang Tian noticed a slight change in Basong's indifferent expression, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

"Huazi, I'm about to win!"

He instantly became happy, and violently grabbed Bai Hua and shook it twice.

On the boxing ring, Li Chunmin's face gradually turned wild, as if the victory was already in his pocket.

He kicked sideways again, and after knocking Basong back, he kicked his legs hard, and he jumped up from the ground.

In mid-air, his right leg was quickly raised above his head and straightened.

"Chop down!"

Jiang Tian's pupils shrank, and he stood up abruptly.

This is a more powerful move in Taekwondo. The whole body's strength is concentrated in the legs, and it bursts out in mid-air, showing the momentum of Mount Tai.

The scene fell silent instantly, everyone held their breath and stared straight at the stage.

"puff!"

"what--!"

"what--!"

"........."

The first scream came from Li Chunmin.

When his right leg was chopping down, a fist hit the roots of his legs as fast as lightning.

Chicken and egg beat!

Immediately after Li Chunmin's howling in pain, there were female audiences present. They covered their eyes with their hands and screamed, heartbroken for this handsome Oppa.

As for the male audience, they were mostly speechless.

Just now, Li Chunmin's operation was as fierce as a tiger, but someone stole the peaches at the door, so he was too speechless.

Basong was the only one left on the ring, looking coldly at somewhere below the stage.

His punch just now directly knocked Li Chunmin out of the ring, and now he has stopped crying, with a painful expression close to his eyes, as if he passed out from the pain, but his crotch has been stained red with blood, and his lower body occasionally twitches Well then.

"Congratulations to Basong Chalumphong for winning this game. Now take a 10-minute break and please prepare for the next game."

The loudspeakers broadcast around the underground boxing ring, reminding those guests who didn't watch the match seriously and got hit that they can go to the bar to collect their bonuses.

Of course, there were not many people going to the bar this time, just a few.

Most people were deceived by Bassong. He declared that he was only Muay Thai seventh-dan, and that the gap between his opponents was not too big in every match, so he didn't arouse everyone's suspicion.

For those who are weaker than him, he can simply entangle them and directly knock out the opponent.

As for those who are stronger than him, he chooses to focus on defense, seizes the opponent's flaws during the game, and defeats the opponent in one fell swoop, making the opponent no longer able to fight back.

"Let's go, let's get the money!"

Jiang Tian rushed towards the bar in a bluff, followed by Bai Hua, only Jiang Hao remained calm and walked towards the bar without haste.

"Sir, congratulations, this is the bonus has been transferred to your account, please pay attention to check."

It's still the staff member just now, Chao Chen.

Betting in the boxing ring is like this. Someone wins and someone loses. Everyone's money is used to make cakes together. Those who win share the money, and those who lose get farts.

He took the electronic cards of Jiang Hao and the others out of the machine, put them in the cabinet, and said:
"Several gentlemen, the upcoming competition will be very exciting. One is a boxing veteran, a [-]-dan karate master, Master Matsumoto Asaki, and the other is a new star from our country, a mysterious Sanda [-]-dan master. Said it was Jiang."

"Are you interested in betting on another game?"

Jiang Hao glanced in Jiang Tian's direction, and he nodded in the direction of him. Only then did he know that it was time for him to play in the next game.

"That's okay, just buy a player surnamed Jiang, 7000 million!"

Jiang Hao is very confident in himself. Just now Basong won the match, buy 7000 and pay 7000. After deducting the service fee of the boxing ring, he still has [-] million, which is equivalent to a net profit of [-] million in one match. .

Deduct your own 7000 million, put all [-] million on it, and have another grand slam. After all, the strong wind is not in vain.

"Okay sir, I'll do it for you right away."

Chen Chao's breathing was a little short, and the staff next to him were almost drooling with envy.

After dealing with Jiang Hao, Jiang Tian and Bai Hua followed suit.

As for Jiang Hao's strength, Jiang Tian had certified it by vomiting blood, so naturally he would not think that he could not beat a [-]-dan karate master.

For competitive events such as karate, taekwondo, Sanda, and Muay Thai, the level certification is almost measured at the same level.

Therefore, the [-]-dan karate and the [-]-dan Sanda are comparable, which is recognized all over the world.

"I'm the same as him. Buy the player surnamed Jiang to win, 500 million. Let's cheer for the heroes of Huaguo!"

Jiang Tian laughed and transferred the money over.

Bai Hua was much more stable. He only bet 200 million and bought Jiang Hao to win.

Although Jiang Hao had predicted the outcome of the match between Li Chunmin and Basong just now, he didn't think Jiang Hao could guess it right this time.

After all, Matsumoto Asaki is a veteran [-]-dan master of karate in the island country, and the guy surnamed Jiang is just a novice in the underground boxing arena. Although they are both [-]-dan, there is still a gap.

I was a little impulsive just now, and made 350 million, but now I have to keep my money bag tight.

When Jiang Hao and the others came back and hadn't sat down yet, Qing Ya and the others stood up bluffing and looked towards the door.

"Fuck, Matsumoto Asaki, this game is stable, my brothers, I'll go to bet first."

Qing Ya had just gone two steps, when Jiang Tian pulled her back fiercely, and the others stopped quickly, looking at Jiang Tian puzzled.

"Brother Tian, ​​what are you doing? That's Master Matsumoto Asaki, a [-]th-dan karate master, and the next round will be a sure win."

Jiang Tian slapped him on the head, sneered, glanced at several people, and said:
"If you guys listen to my advice, don't buy Matsumoto. Wait for his ending. It's not much better than Li Chunmin."

He still remembered that when Jiang Hao fought against him, he was quite similar to Ba Song, and the real attack was only one move.

One move to control the enemy, so that the opponent has no room to turn around.

He wasn't sure if Jiang Hao kept his hand back then, but he couldn't even make one move, even if Matsumoto Asaki was a veteran nine-dan, he probably couldn't beat Jiang Hao.

"Fuck, I remembered. Just now I looked at the list of matches at the bar. The one who faced Master Matsumoto Asaki was a novice from Huaguo named Jiang and a [-]-dan Sanda master. It must be you, my brother!"

Only then did everyone realize that Jiang Tian was supposed to play in this round, but he gave up today's spot to Jiang Hao, and they all looked at Jiang Hao suspiciously.

(End of this chapter)

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