272: C272 A Tiger Head and a Snake Tail

C272 A Tiger Head and a Snake Tail

Just as Hao Chuan had expected, after adding in their previous exchange, the number of bets placed on Heihu's body began to increase.1

After Xu Chao finished placing the bets, Zeng Cheng and Heihu stood on the platform. This became the center of attention for the guests. However, in the eyes of most of the guests, what they were paying attention to now was not why the two sides were fighting on the platform. Instead, it was the one who had invested money on the stage, the one who had placed their bets on themselves. They were giving the most passionate and passionate cheers and screams.

"You are not my match. Admit defeat." Heihu looked at Zeng Cheng with a calm expression and said, "You should know in your heart that the reason you were able to escape unscathed from me during the last underground black house competition was not because of your strength, but because your background played an important role."

Zeng Cheng nodded and said, "You are right. It was indeed me who did not learn well that time. But there is an old saying that a scholar should be treated differently after three days. Maybe I can give you some surprises today?"

"Okay, come on." Heihu did not say any more nonsense. He displayed a classic fighting stance, his entire person's aura. At this moment, he had condensed his energy to the limit. Once he entered the fighting stage... His attention was naturally focused on it. His eyes shot out an eagle-like cold gaze. He stared at Zeng Cheng with a very invasive look.

Zeng Cheng had always been decisive and direct. He directly rubbed his body and pushed forward.

If it was Zeng Cheng who hadn't learned the Ancient Martial Arts, then he would have faced Heihu. Zeng Cheng's heart might still be unsettled, but ever since he learned the Ancient Martial Arts... After the mysterious "air mass" appeared in his body, Zeng Cheng's spirit, qi, and Qi had undergone a huge change. Now that he was facing Heihu, who was once invincible, there was almost no change in his emotions. His mentality was somewhat indifferent. This was something that could be directly determined by one's eyesight and level.

It could be seen that Heihu had made great progress in these three years. Compared to three years ago, Heihu's movement speed was more agile and flexible, and his control of rhythm was also quite precise. His strength had increased by more than one level, and his attack and defense were more diverse. However, Zeng Cheng was no longer an ignorant person.

In the eyes of ordinary people, Heihu's combat skills had reached the peak. The audience below the stage could not even see the changes in Heihu's movements, but in Zeng Cheng's eyes, the flaws in Heihu's movements were naturally put to the greatest extent.

The Ancient Martial Arts versus the modern fighting technique was an extremely unfair competition in itself. Therefore, after just three to five breaths of time, Heihu's facial expression had clearly changed.

His facial expression was a little shocked. After a short period of contact, he suddenly realized that he couldn't understand Zeng Cheng.

It wasn't that he couldn't understand Zeng Cheng's movements. Zeng Cheng's movements were simple and natural. It contained a natural and fierce force. Not to mention, in the eyes of Heihu, who was a fighting master, even the ordinary audience below the stage could clearly see the trajectory of Zeng Cheng's moves. The key was that his moves were obviously not fast. However, after Zeng Cheng used it, it made Heihu feel very uncomfortable. This made Heihu have a feeling that he couldn't understand Zeng Cheng.

As the saying goes, the insider sees the skill, while the layman watches the show.

The bald, middle-aged man smiled as he watched Heihu and Zeng Cheng exchange punches and kicks. He naturally saw the difference between the two of them at first glance. He smiled arrogantly at Hao Chuan, who was standing beside him, and said, "Did you see that? Heihu's movements are so fast. Completely unpredictable. On the other hand, this little brother of yours... Tsk tsk, the speed of their punches and kicks are not on the same level... "

As the bald middle-aged man excitedly said that, the sudden change on the stage caused his smiling face to instantly freeze.

Zeng Cheng swung his fist at Heihu's chest. He also saw Heihu block the two punches, but when the two fists came into contact, Heihu was sent flying by Zeng Cheng's fists as if he had been shocked by electricity.

Hao Chuan stretched his body and yawned with his mouth wide open. There was a look of disdain on his face. He looked at the middle-aged man and smiled. "It's just adults playing with children. It's not interesting. Do you think the 30 million yuan is for a check or a bank transfer?"

"It's not over yet. Why are you in such a hurry?" The middle-aged man shouted angrily. At the moment, he still looked shocked. He did not understand why Heihu, who had always been strong, was sent flying.

Hao Chuan shook his head and said with a smile, "I said it's over, and it's definitely over. It seems like employees of a large company like the Central State International Bodyguard Company don't have good taste."

After sending Heihu flying, Zeng Cheng didn't even turn his head and walked down the stage.

What Hao Chuan said was right. This was indeed an extremely boring competition. In Zeng Cheng's heart, Heihu was without a doubt an insurmountable mountain. But now, in front of Zeng Cheng who had true inner strength, whether it was his strength, speed, or eyesight, Heihu was no longer on the same level as him.

The scene of Heihu flying away was too sudden. After flying two or three meters away, he laid on the ground motionlessly, showing no signs of getting up. The excited guests below the stage opened their mouths in unison and were stunned. They never would have thought that the match would end just like that.

Why did they feel that it was absurd to have a tiger head and a snake tail?

This was almost everyone's true thoughts. Xu Chao was the happiest person at this moment. He was counting the bets excitedly as he counted. He even muttered proudly, "As expected, boss is not a fool. The results of their previous exchange are out. Damn it! Almost all of them are buying Heihu's victory! It's a pity that we still have to give half to Boss... " When he thought of Hao Chuan's domineering actions, Xu Chao felt a little unhappy in his heart. He also felt a slight pain in his heart.

Zeng Cheng had already walked off the stage. The middle-aged man hastily ran to the side of Heihu, who was lying on the ground. When he saw the pale and tightly shut eyes of Heihu, the middle-aged man's face turned extremely ugly. He could naturally tell that Heihu had fainted.

"Hao Chuan, how dare your subordinate hurt someone?" The middle-aged man was very angry. Previously, he had secretly told Heihu to kill him in the fight, but now, it was Heihu who had killed him.

Hao Chuan shrugged his shoulders indifferently and said with a smile. "Both of our fists and legs have no eyes. Where did this rumor come from? Cut the crap. Are you giving me a cheque or transfer the money directly? "

30 million was not a small amount. If he won, he would naturally enter the middle-aged man's private treasury. But now that he lost, the middle-aged man could not bear to let him take out thirty million at once.

He turned his eyes and looked at Hao Chuan. He had an idea in his mind.

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