"Is it necessary to play so big?" Dahu said with an ugly face.

"Come on, who is afraid of whom? Anyway, my brother dares to eat shit!"

Erhu came forward and said to Feng Yuxiu.

"Go away, no, I don't dare!"

Dahu glared at Ergou fiercely and sat down quietly.

On the ring, the Taekwondo master was seen spinning kicks at Xiahou Wu 360 degrees.

Xia Houwu raised his arms, blocked it, and kicked the master in the abdomen before he landed.

"Ugh~" The Taekwondo master's eyes popped out and he flew out of the ring.

The entire boxing gym fell silent, followed by thunderous applause.

"What's the situation? One move?"

Dahu looked at Xia Houwu on the stage in surprise.

The whole audience shouted, "Xia Houwu!"

Xia Houwu on the stage smiled faintly, waved his hands, then hugged his fists around and walked off the ring.

Finally, he arched his hand in the direction of Li Qing.

"How is it? Can we win?" Li Qing glanced at Xia Houwu and asked Feng Yuxiu next to him.

"Too few shots, nothing can be seen." Feng Yuxiu shook his head and said to Li Qing.

"We won't know until the actual fight."

There was a hint of excitement in Feng Yuxiu's eyes, and he wanted to have a fight with Xia Houwu right away.

"Let's go, there's nothing to see behind."

Li Qing stood up and led a group of boys out of the boxing gym.

He had other things to arrange, so in order to prevent the old guy from failing to keep his words, he always had to prepare some backup plan.

"Brother, if you lose, you should stand on your head and eat shit!"

"Get out of here, fuck me!"

...

The boxing match lasted for three days. After one day of competition, the clubs that were merely superficial were basically eliminated.

Now that there is a powerful club, New World did not play and passed the first round directly. This can be regarded as He's show of goodwill to Li Qing.

The next day, the first game in the new world.

What a coincidence, it happened to be the Southern boxing champion Mai Rongen.

Feng Yuxiu stood on the stage and bowed his hands to Mai Rongen, "I have heard of the name of the Southern Boxing Champion for a long time, and I came here today to ask for advice. We are not only divided, but also life and death."

Mai Rongen looked at Feng Yuxiu's left leg with disdain, "Disabled person? Don't worry, I will give you a breath."

He didn't even bother to do the courtesy of handing over his hand.

Feng Yuxiu squinted his eyes and glanced at Mai Rongen.

His appearance is indeed not as good as that of Mai Rongen. He has no strong muscles, is short in stature, and has congenital disabilities. No one would think that he is a master.

"There is no one left in the new world? Why send a cripple to die?"

"It's impossible. New World is famous for being able to fight."

"..."

Among the audience in the audience, some who didn't understand were talking about Feng Yuxiu.

"You have to thank my boss. If it weren't for him, I would have found you long ago."

Feng Yuxiu licked his chapped lips and showed a strange smile.

"Haha, the cripple should receive the relief fund honestly!"

Mai Rongen emphasized the word "lame" very strongly, which was obviously meant to be sarcastic.

Feng Yuxiu's eyes became more and more fierce, "I'm going to beat you to death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he touched the ground with his right foot and shot up, his body like a flying bird.

In the blink of an eye, he was more than two meters away, and his ordinary straight punch made a "pop" sound.

Mai Rongen, who was opposite him, never expected that this lame little man could be so flexible.

Listening to the sound of breaking through the air in his ears, he knew that he could not stop it and could not stop it after practicing martial arts for many years.

His feet quickly retreated, but it had to be said that Mai Rongen still had a few tricks up his sleeve.

When ordinary people couldn't react in time, he narrowly avoided Feng Yuxiu's fist.

But is Feng Yuxiu's fist so easy to hide?

The fist instantly turned into a palm and brushed against the tip of Mai Rongen's nose.

When Mai Rongen stood up again, a small section of his nose had become bloody and bloody, and it was obvious that a piece of it had been slapped off.

Regardless of the injury to his nose, Mai Rongen punched back. The kite turned over and punched from bottom to top, trying to break Feng Yuxiu's jaw.

How could Feng Yuxiu let him get what he wanted? His left foot, which was wearing a high-top leather boot, turned nimbly and kicked his wrist hard.

"Crack~" The bones of the wrist were broken.

Feng Yuxiu didn't stop, and Li Qing's most familiar Xingyi Fist came out in the tiger shape, and hit Mai Rongen's forehead with a unique split punch.

Only a muffled sound was heard, and Mai Rongen fell straight on the ring, lifeless.

Blood was still flowing out of his mouth, nose and ears, and it looked like he was already dead.

Feng Yuxiu glanced at it, took a few steps back and leaned against the pillar of the ring, smiling contemptuously.

The referee quickly stepped forward, felt for his pulse, shook his head regretfully, and made a cross gesture with his hands.

Thunderous shouts rang out in the boxing gym. This was the first time since the boxing match that someone died in the ring.

In the audience, both men and women seemed to have fallen into madness, and the dead aroused their enthusiasm even more.

Those who bought the title of Yuxiu and won it all waved the bills in their hands.

"Not bad!" Li Qingxi smiled widely, and at a ratio of 1 to 4, he bet 10 million to win.

After making a small profit, there was also a shrewd younger brother who directly outshone his instructor Feng Yuxiu to win with all his wealth and made a fortune.

At this time, the boxers in the club did not dare to underestimate Feng Yuxiu, and the fierce man who did not know where he came from beat the Southern Boxing Champion to death.

You must know that the Southern Boxing King is not an unknown person. Anyone who can be called the king in the martial arts world has two tricks.

Such a master only lasted a few moves under Feng Yuxiu, which shows how powerful Feng Yuxiu is.

In the next match of Feng Yuxiu, Feng Yuxiu defeated the North Leg King Tan Jingyao and the Grappling King Wang Zhe respectively.

At this time, everyone recalled what he said before the game, "Today we will not only decide who is better, but also decide life and death!"

He really did what he said. In the last few games, the opponent almost gave up without even fighting.

"Brother Feng, please show mercy." I don't know when Xiahou Wu walked to the side of Feng Yuxiu and persuaded him.

Li Qing looked at Xiahou Wu's elegant and chivalrous appearance, and couldn't help laughing secretly in his heart. Others may not know, but how could he not know?

This person is a person who can break the bottom line in order to get out of prison, but he has done a good job on the surface.

Feng Yuxiu wanted to say something, but was blocked by Li Qing.

"Xiahou Wu, show mercy? You showed mercy back then, and you still had to go to jail? In order to get out of prison, you actually helped someone like Jiang Sheng." Li Qing smiled and teased.

Li Qing's words made Xiahou Wu choke for a while, and he was speechless for two minutes.

"Aren't you also making money from illegal means? What qualifications do you have to say that about Mr. Jiang?"

Xiahou Wu thought about it, and the person opposite seemed to be the boss of New World, who was comparable to Xinji.

"Don't talk nonsense, be careful or I will sue you for defamation. Our New World is a formal company, involving entertainment, real estate, and... ahem trade, and we are all paying taxes normally."

Li Qing said with a perfunctory argument while counting his fingers.

"Damn, if the boss hadn't said it, I wouldn't have known that our company is so awesome!" Crow, wearing a white suit, staggered to the younger brother next to him.

"Brother, can I dance to liven up the atmosphere?"

"Get lost!"

"......"

"Brother Feng, take care of yourself." Xiahou Wu bowed to Feng Yuxiu and turned away.

Li Qing chuckled and looked at Xiahou Wu's back. Yes, he did it on purpose. This Xiahou Wu always criticized others from a moral high ground.

He even used his hypocrisy to build a good network of contacts in the martial arts world. It seems that he has great ambitions.

‘Then let me use true evil to tear off his hypocritical face. Haha, his junior sister, well, she is still pretty good~’

Li Qing’s train of thought suddenly went astray.

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