Yang listened to Lan of course make a mess of things.
As soon as she came to the arena today, the entire Twilight Boxing Tournament’s major powers have been very silent, especially Qi Feng, a bit crestfallen, not saying a word for more than ten minutes, a pair of eyes squinting and not knowing what they were thinking about, while everyone else was talking with each other, discussing nothing more than the old topic of how Qin Hai does not know how high the sky is and how he must die.
“What has Qin Haihai done today?” Yang heard Lan ask one of her men.
The subordinate didn’t dare to be slow, so he reported truthfully: “He spent the whole day on the beach today, picking up girls.”
“Still having fun?” Yang Ji gave a shameful laugh.
The subordinate nodded his head and said, “Yes, he even had a conflict with a few people.”
“What happened?”
“This eyeless B*****d seduced more than ten men’s girls, but he scolded them and ran away, this B*****d was eating and drinking with more than forty women on the beach all day today.”
“Over forty?” Hearing the report from his men, the few yakuza bosses next to him all stared in disbelief.
This is F**king unbelievable!
I’ve never even played like this before, forty plus, N*gga, even his B**bs can bury him, right?
I’ll go back one day and have fun with forty women too! No! Fifty!
Although he hated the B*****d for messing with the young lady and the young master, he couldn’t help but admire Qin Hai’s feat on the beach, he had taken most of the women on the beach all by himself.
You’re a vulgar woman! B*tch! You’re blind!
After a day of watching the eyes are red, this man is also a scolding.
“Hmph, it’s just a death wish!” Yang Ji grunted coldly.
But a few of the mob bosses swore in their hearts: how could they hear a bit of jealousy in their ears?
Of course, they couldn’t say this, but their mouths echoed Yang Ji’s, saying that with Young Master Yang’s help, Qin Hai would definitely die. As they were talking, there was a burst of laughter from outside, and when the gangsters looked towards the door with dark faces, their faces turned even darker.
They saw Qin Dahai with one on his left and one on his right, followed by three or four hot beauties with frivolous smiles on their faces as they came hanging on.
“Xiao shi, why is your skin a bit darker, let me take a look.”
“Nasty, I’m your little Yan!” The pretty girl pouted and twisted on Qin Hai Hai’s body, “Take a quick look, what’s going on with my skin.”
“Oh? Let’s see, hehe, the group’s faces are too dark, absorbing light and causing bad lighting.”
F**k you!
Son of a B*tch! B*****d! B*****ds!
The group of mob bosses all had wonderful faces too, and each of them wanted to skin Qin Hai.
But the audience were all excited, shouting that Qin Dahai was a great fighter and could pick up girls, and saying all kinds of things that made the people on stage gnash their teeth.
After he sat down, he turned around and looked at the group of mob bosses, smiled playfully and said: “You don’t have to tell me, I’ll definitely be the first one on the stage tonight, so tell me guys, who’s going to send his men to die? I guarantee a painless descent into hell.”
“Rampant!”
“How dare you!”
“Who are you to talk to us like that? Do you know who we are! A single finger can kill you!”
Listening to this group’s nonsense, Qin Dahai shook his neck and said, “One finger, and I’ll stomp you to death, believe it or not?”
The mobster who was pointing at Qin Dahai shivered and withdrew his hand, flicking his sleeve and saying angrily, “You don’t know how big you are, do you really think we are nobody? Tonight you will be splattered with blood.”
“Then I’ll be waiting.” Qin Hai stretched his back.
But at this time, the host also said directly after talking nonsense on the stage, “Next, please invite Qin Dahai to take on Xiao Ruoyang!”
Qin Dahai froze at once.
He looked at the Yang family members, but Yang heard Lan and Yang Ji did not even look at him, but it was the middle-aged man surnamed Xiao who sneered.
Xiao Ruoyang, ah.
Qin Dahai had seen his performance in the ring, a hand of Bagua Fist is perfect, in the entire twilight boxing tournament belong to the top, in Qin Dahai’s eyes, strong strength than Yang Jie is no less than.
At this time his whole body was sweating slightly Xiao Ruoyang had already entered the ring, his whole body was trembling slightly, seems to be some excitement, his eyes burning looking at Qin Dahai, that anticipation speaks for itself, Qin Dahai stroked his hair, then took a deep breath and barged in, soon the gatekeeper locked the iron cage to death.
“Been looking forward to a fight with you.” Xiao Ruoyang was doing a minimal warm-up exercise as he said, “I didn’t expect to get the chance today.”
“Quite fast indeed.” Qin Hai Hai said.
Xiao Ruoyang’s warm-up exercises were quick and his whole body had been adjusted to its peak condition, he gave a fist clasp salute, “Bagua Sect, Xiao Ruoyang.”
“No Sect, Qin Dahai.”
Qin Dahai similarly returned a salute.
His salute was very standard, it was a sign of respect for the other party. Xiao Ruoyang first smiled, but quickly collected his smile, a face serious, set up a starting stance, obviously extremely attentive to this battle, a cat or a dog’s goods he was three punches and two kicks to end the fight directly. And
Qin Hai only took a slight step, seemingly at random, but the first step of the Dragon Leap Seven Steps was already poised for release.
“Drink!”
Xiao Ruoyang gave a deep drink.
This sound was like thunder, but he saw his feet stepping on the Eight Trigrams Steps, and he quickly came forward, and his qi even soared. The Eight Trigrams Palm has three forms and three potentials, namely: walking like a dragon, moving like a monkey, and changing potentials like an eagle.
But in terms of momentum, Qin Hai had never been behind others, and he did not just sit back and wait for death, he used the Dragon Leaping Seven Steps to meet him.
Xiao Ruyang was not careless, his feet turned like a monkey, and he dodged the powerful punch.
To put it bluntly, it was a circular strike.
“Xiao Ruoyang’s talent is truly beyond the ordinary.” Yang Ji’s eyes narrowed as he said indifferently from the stage, “He only formally trained in the internal martial arts three years ago, but he has already reached the point where his tendons and bones are now flushed together and his strength has entered the marrow… Unfortunately, if he had been given the Pure Yang Fist, I’m afraid he would have achieved even more.” After a pause, he glanced at Qin Hai again and grunted, “There is no path.”