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Furthermore, this set of Cultivation Methods was a lackey that only knew how to sell. Even though the name of this set of Cultivation Methods was the Mirage Fist, in reality, this set of Cultivation Methods was grown by its movement skills. Using the Phantom Movement Technique as a temptation, he could numb the opponent's vision and achieve the effect of a one hit kill.

The spectators in the stands were basically dumbfounded by the countless afterimages that suddenly appeared. After watching the match for so long, they had never seen a fighter perform so differently from normal players.

For a time, a sense of unease and nervousness began to spread through the audience stands.

However, there was an old saying that goes, "the professionals look for the truth, while the professionals look for the truth." The so-called Shadow Fist that Housekeeper Xun used seemed extremely powerful and demonic, but in truth, it had no power.

At least, that's what Tu Gang looked like on the stage.

As for Ye Qian, who was sitting upright in room number 5, he couldn't even be bothered to raise his head. He only gave a simple evaluation of the situation: flowery fists and fancy legs.

Along with the flickering of numerous afterimages on the stage, Tu Gang seemed to be surrounded by this butler. Once this lightning-like figure was unleashed, it would dazzle the eyes, making it impossible to distinguish between the real and the fake.

At the same time, Butler Xun's real attack also began.

Tu Gang saw Butler Xun's feet seemed to be covered in oil. That figure circled around him twice, followed by fists, palms, and feet. Tu Gang saw this butler Xun's feet as if they were covered in oil, that figure circled around him twice, followed by fists, palms, and legs.

Originally, Tu Gang didn't want to continue arguing with this Butler Xun, so he just stood on the stage and pretended to not know what to do.

Bang bang bang.

Steward Xun's fist, along with a huge kick from his palm, continuously landed on Tu Gang's body under the watchful eyes of the crowd.

However, very quickly, something happened that even Housekeeper Xun himself didn't dare to believe. Under his three moves, Death God Tu Gang's figure actually flew up from the stage, as if he was sent flying by Butler Xun's powerful strength.

Tu Gang's huge figure didn't just fly backwards, it also hit the iron cage on the four sides of the stage. The cage was immediately broken by the strong power, while Tu Gang's figure passed through the cage and landed heavily below the stage.

Of course, he had to act out the entire act. In order to show that he was severely injured, Tu Gang even spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot.

After swaying for a long time, Tu Gang finally stood up from the ground. Then, he said to Butler Xun on the boxing stage: "You won. To be able to meet such an expert like you in Linhai, I will truly accept my defeat. "

After he said that, Tu Gang turned around and left without looking back, leaving the audience at a loss and the boxing ring in shock looking for the butler.

Actually, he knew better than anyone else that Tu Gang had just shown his strength. Even if he could catch Tu Gang off guard and knock him out, he would not be able to directly send him flying. Not to mention that the remaining force could break the sturdy iron cage surrounding the boxing ring.

Standing on the stage in a daze, Housekeeper Xun had a strange expression. He couldn't help but think in his heart: [That guy just now … What was that thing just now?]

However, before they could find their way to the truth, the onlookers in the stands suddenly stopped what they were doing. Angry shouts suddenly surged like a surging tide after a short pause.

"Death God, you coward, come back. Come back and continue to fight. Continue to fight."

"My hard-earned money, my hard-earned money. Death God, you big liar, big liar, you have to pay me back for my blood. "

Weeping, wailing, and despairing, these negative emotions instantly filled the entire boxing arena. There were even groups of people who wanted to find trouble with the god of death, and countless of them were shouting about wanting to beat him to death.

Looking coldly at the fist arena that was about to erupt, Ye Qian, who was in room five, revealed a tragic smile: "Hehe, human nature, this is human nature. Greed, ignorance, all day long thinking of unearned gains, merit in oneself, sin in others. This is really a kind of sadness. "

As Ye Qian said this, he raised his head to look at Tu Gang, who had returned and was standing respectfully beside him. Ye Qian smiled and said, "It has been hard on you today."

Tu Gang quickly lowered his head and said, "To be able to serve Marshal Ye is my honor. If it weren't for Marshal Ye, we wouldn't be where we are today."

Ye Qian didn't really care about Tu Gang's flattery. At this moment, he was only coldly looking at this underground boxing ring, looking at the agitated crowd. After a long while, his mouth raised, "Hehe, I've played for an entire afternoon and I'm a bit tired. Now it's time to give them the proper questions."

Seeing Ye Qian's narrowed eyes, Xue Ningshuang, who was standing beside him, knew that this man was going to find the person behind this clubhouse and settle the score slowly.

As for the fist arena that had suddenly erupted, the one who was the most nervous and fearful was none other than the person in charge of the fist arena, Feng Yuansheng.

The moment Feng Yuansheng saw the results of the match, he knew that his entire life had been ruined.

Feng Yuansheng's knees trembled slightly. At this moment, he was kneeling in front of Pang Wenliang like a pile of mud in his office.1

Now, even his voice began to tremble, "B, boss, I, I..."

At this moment, Feng Yuansheng wanted to explain himself. However, he was unable to do so. He could only lower his head and endure the anger of his boss.

"You what you, aren't you very strong? [Didn't you just say that you won't lose any face at all? How about it now? How about it? I don't have any face at all. 25 billion, that's 25 billion. I'll give you 3 days, think of a way to wipe your ass. "

Twenty five billion was a difficult amount even for Pang Wenliang, much less Feng Yuan.

Seeing Pang Wenliang's appearance, Feng Yuansheng trembled with fear. He hurriedly crawled to Pang Wenliang's side, grabbed his pants and begged, "Boss, boss, I was wrong. I know I was wrong." "Please save me, please save me, boss …"

Pang Wenliang didn't even bother to look at the dog like creature lying on the ground as he kicked it to the ground.

Feng Yuansheng was still unwilling to give up. He once again crawled in front of Master Long and said, "Master Long, Master Long, please speak for me. Master Long, please speak for me."

However, just as Feng Yuansheng was begging the father and son pair in the office, the office door was kicked open with a loud bang.

He then heard Butler Xun's arrogant voice, "Mister Pang, if you're willing to accept the loss, then it's time for you to fulfill your promise."

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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