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Chapter Thirty: Pride Destroys People(1/2)

Crazy.

The iron cage door opened, and a staff member from the boxing ring came in to drag Lu Zheng's body away and cleaned the ring.

Xu Qingquan walked out with the cleaning staff.

The young man who jumped from the second floor had already stood on the ring. He was now holding his hands in his chest and glanced at Jiang Shang, who looked like a wooden man opposite him:

"I don't care about Lu Zheng what method you used just now, but in the face of absolute strength, you will know how ridiculous your tricks are.

But today you can die at my hands, it is your honor.

Remember, my name is Jing Wei. When you go down to the underworld and meet the King of Hell, don’t be an unjust deceased person.”

Upon hearing this, Jiang Shang said lightly: "Are you finished speaking?"

Jing Wei was stunned: "What?"

"I've finished speaking, then die!"

As soon as he spoke, Jiang Shang didn't give him a chance to talk nonsense, and his figure had already moved.

Although the iron sand palm is called palm technique, it is a complete set of exercises that integrate practice, fighting and footwork.

At this moment, Jiang Shang used the footwork that comes with the iron sand palm - eight-step quick-moving.

It can quickly approach the enemy within eight steps, and then quickly put out its palms, and the attack is like a storm, making the enemy completely unable to react.

But after seeing Lu Zheng's fate, Jing Wei dared to step down with confidence, so naturally he didn't come to die.

Seeing that Jiang Shang dared to take the initiative, he seemed to feel offended and said furiously:

"Since you want to die sooner, let me send you back!"

After saying that, he rolled his hands and the air around him suddenly stagnated. Then the sound of waves sounded, as if a river of Canglan appeared behind him, and the waves slammed the shore.

This trick is the unique skill of his master Zhang Baili's fame - "Baili Jingtao Palm".

However, Baili Jingtao Palm is an innate martial arts. He cannot fully master his realm, and has not learned it completely. Therefore, now he uses this move, but it has nothing to do with his form and has no reality.

But even so, he still carries a bit of innate power under his palm power, which is not comparable to ordinary acquired martial arts.

This is also the reason why Jing Wei looked down on Lu Zheng and Jiang Shang.

In his opinion, under the innate martial arts, their so-called Boxiong Hands and Iron Sand Palm are just children's things.

Facing this palm, Jiang Shang was the one who felt the deepest.

It was clearly him who took the initiative and took the lead.

But Jing Wei arrived first. With a palm, he felt as if he was in a surging river and was struggling to move forward.

In order to resist this invisible pressure, his strength in his hands was 30% gone.

But Jiang Shang had no intention of fighting with Jing Wei at all.

If he competes for his strength, he may not even be his opponent, let alone Jing Wei, who is vaguely better than Lu Zheng.

I saw him looking straight at Jing Wei, and suddenly he fell deeper, his golden pupils emerged, and familiar power emerged again.

"Certainly!"

Jing Wei's expression changed suddenly, and he wanted to shout something, but at this moment he could no longer help.

I could hear the continuous waves suddenly lost their momentum, as if someone had built a dam in the middle of the river, intercepting all the wild waves.

Jing Wei's movements slowed down.

Jiang Shang gritted his teeth tightly, blood was already gushing out of his nose, and blood was covered in the depths of his eyes.

This kind of power is also a huge burden for him, otherwise he would not have used it as a trump card at the last moment.

At this moment, it is a great test for him who has used his ability once.

At this moment, his brain seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer, as drowsy as if it was a paste.

But his movements suddenly accelerated, rushing towards Jing Wei like a ghost.

Dong!!!

Another palm!

Jing Wei repeated the plot of Lu Zheng again, and was hit on the chest by Jiang Shang without any resistance.

The feminine body-transparent dark force exploded directly in his heart, and the clothes behind him exploded, bursting into a small hole.

Looking at the clothes that exploded from behind, you could vaguely see a large piece of his body suddenly sank.

Compared to Lu Zheng, who focuses on tempering his physical strength and can be called steel and iron bones, Jing Wei's muscles and bone strength is not far from that of ordinary acquired ninth-level warriors.

Facing Jiang Shang's palm, his heart burst, and he was absolutely unavoidable.

Unless his heart has gone skewed.

So after Jiang Shang finished his slap, he not only did not stop, but instead repaired his head.

If the previous palm was feminine and dark, then this palm was really strong and powerful.

Pang!

It was as if a big watermelon was crushed by a passing truck, red and white burst out all over the ground, and a headless corpse fell to the ground with a bang.

Jiang Shang's body shook and he was subjected to the remaining half of the palm of Jing Wei.

Innate martial arts is indeed extraordinary, but he is too arrogant.

If he chooses to test first, waste his strength, and then attack him, even if he has this ability to force hypnosis, he will not have the chance to kill him with one blow.

Unfortunately, there is no if.

Arrogance destroys people.

All this is a long time, but in fact it is just a blink of an eye, and there is no time for people to react.

So many viewers just turned around and found that the battle was over.

They wanted to say something, but no one dared to say the first sentence in the depressing atmosphere that suddenly came at this moment.

They just stared blankly at the silent figure on the stage, as if they were waiting for something.

Jiang Shang's eyes moved away from the body at his feet, looked at Xu Qingquan under the ring, looked at the spectators hiding behind the bead curtain in the box on the second floor, and looked at the gamblers who were still shocked and excited on their faces.

His voice was faint and he said with a little hoarseness:

"Who else thinks it was a fake game just now? Come and try it out."

The plain tone, combined with the corpse under her feet, now had a terrifying magic that made people silent.

No one dares to mention the fake match again.

Even though the second senior brother had just died, Zhang Jiujin, with a pale face, sat down and looked at the second senior brother who fell down on the stage. He murmured to himself, not knowing what he was saying.

The second senior brother is his father's favorite disciple, otherwise he would not have been passed down to Baili Jingtao's palm.

This time, he died of anger because of his gambling boxing.

Zhang Jiujin could already think of his father's angry look after he went back and his miserable life began in the future.

Even if he wanted to give other brothers an explanation, his father would not spare him easily.

Zhang Jiujin began to regret it.

Xu Qingquan looked at Jiang Shang's blood-red eyes under the bronze mask, and somehow felt a chill in his heart, and a thought emerged involuntarily.

This person must not be kept!

I have offended him today, so I can't give him another chance to rise.

Once he has the opportunity to break through the innate world, the one who is unlucky will be him Xu Qingquan.

But it's not now.

Now in public, if he dares to attack Jiang Shang again, and does not mention the bad reputation in the boxing ring, it is Jiang Shang's way of killing Jing Wei just now. If he counterattacks before his death, he may not be able to escape unscathed.

As the saying goes, a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. Now he is a big manager in the boxing ring. Some of the black market are outlaws who take action for him, so why do you have to do it yourself?

Let him be proud for a while.

With the thoughts, Xu Qingquan restrained all his emotions and took the lead in walking towards the arena.

"Everyone, the winner has been decided, and the Blue Cat is the real winner.

Mr. Xu has long said that for so many years, the Red Leaf Boxing Stadium has never been a matter of fraud or harming customers.

Grandmaster Zhang’s disciples have paid the price of their lives to verify this fact. We also expressed great regret for this.

I wonder who has any objections now?"

As Xu Qingquan finished speaking, everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a moment.

As for the fake match, we have to mention it again. It is obvious that they were misled just now.

Why are there anyone who doesn't accept it?

Then you can go up and fight another game by yourself.
To be continued...
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