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Yang Yi also felt a little cold in his heart. Da Zhuang didn't kill Dao Scar, but he completely turned him into a useless person. It's cruel to kill him, it's heartbreaking!
On the stage, Da Zhuang raised his arms high, countless people in the stands shouted Da Zhuang's name, and Da Zhuang smiled brilliantly!
"Your Highness, you must be careful!" Pan Dawei said solemnly.
Now that Scar is down, if Yang Yi loses again, his loss will be immeasurable, even Kong Tianba and Tie Yuanming will take the opportunity to attack him.
The two big brothers joined forces to attack him, and with the loss of Scar, his right-hand man, Yang Qingyi might not be able to resist.
Now, only if Yang Yi wins the final victory can these two people be deterred.
It can be said that now Pan Dawei's entire net worth is 303 on Yang Yi.
"Invite the final four to the ring!"
As the host's voice sounded, everyone in the stands cheered.After waiting for so long, the final showdown finally came, and everyone's faces were filled with excitement.
Da Zhuang was already standing on the ring, and then the muay thai champion also walked onto the stage slowly. When he was five meters away from the ring, he jumped directly, and his whole body seemed to take off, and then landed gently on the ring.
Seeing this scene, everyone in the stands cheered even harder.
Then, the giant Hercules walked slowly towards the ring, instead of soaring into the air like a Muay Thai king, he stood on a pillar in the corner of the ring, and then jumped towards the ring.
【533】What are you talking about, I will let you buy it!
There was a loud bang, and the arena was directly trampled by him.
The audience cheered again, stepping on the ring, what a power it is.
Then, everyone turned their attention to Yang Yi who appeared on the stage. The first two aids were so amazing, so what about Yang Yi?
"Is he also a seed player?"
"Is there no one to be found?"
The eyes of Da Zhuang, Muay Thai King, and Hercules all fell on Yang Yi. They were stunned for a moment, and then a look of disdain flashed in their eyes.
"Yang Qingyi sent you to play, isn't Yang Qingyi alone?" Da Zhuang sarcastically said.
The muay thai champion said indifferently: "No matter who you send, you will lose, but I think the other party is very wise!"
The strong man stretched out his little finger and said, "Boy, I can crush you to death with just one little finger. If you meet me later, you should just kneel down and beg for mercy, quack quack!"
Yang Yi's eyes were calm, facing the ridicule of these people, there was no wave in his eyes, and then he said in a calm voice: "After the lottery is drawn, can you go and wash your face?
When you slap your face later, I'm afraid that your face will be too dirty and my hands will be dirty' ‖. "
"No, you guys are thick-skinned, alas, I hope you don't hurt my hand when you hit the face!"
"What did you say, little thing?" Hercules asked with a serious face.
"Can't you understand human language, but I can't speak bird language, and I don't like dealing with trash." Yang Yi shrugged, looking helpless.
"There's no need to talk to him. When the free liquidation comes later, everyone should draw lots."
With a wave of Da Zhuang's hand, the host brought up a lottery box. There were four small balls in the box, two with one and two with two.
The two people who draw one will start the duel first, and the two people who get two will start the duel after they have finished the competition.
"I'm number two!" Da Zhuang said, raising the ball in his hand.
"Me too!"
The muay thai champion was a little regretful. Among the few, only Yang Yi was a soft persimmon, but it turned out to be cheaper than a strong man.
The Hercules raised his little ball, then looked at Yang Yi with a playful face, and said cruelly: "Boy, we are really close to each other, and I actually let me meet you. How do you think I should deal with you?"
Hercules was very happy, even he himself didn't think that he was so lucky to get the softest persimmon, and this guy provoked him just now, and God gave him a chance to take revenge.
"It's over, that kid is over, and he was actually drawn into a group with Hercules, I'm afraid Xiang will be hammered out."
".~ It seems that there is hope for him to draw another person. Now I just hope that this guy doesn't lose if he can't take a move. When the time comes, even we will be ashamed."
"Just now he dared to provoke the Hercules. If he didn't die, he wouldn't die. If he committed evil, he wouldn't live!"
Everyone looked at Yang Yi with pity, and no one thought he had a chance. Zihua Boxing immediately offered various odds against the two of them.
The most outrageous thing was that Yang Yi's handicap for winning was actually 1:20.
In other words, if (good, good) buy Yang Yi to win, you can win 20 by betting [-].
In Yang Qingyi's room, Yang Qingyi said to the people below: "Go, buy 4000 million Yang Yiying!"
"Yang Qingyi, do you really think Yang Yi can win?" Someone beside him asked.
"What nonsense, I will let you buy it!"
Yang Qingyi's face turned cold, and he naturally knew that Yang Yi's chances of winning were not too high. After all, Kong Tianba and Tie Yuanming teamed up, and it was too difficult for Yang Yi to win the final victory.
【534】Yang Yi is not stupid enough to confront a strong man
But Yang Qingyi can only gamble!
Bet on Yang Yi to win!
Once Yang Yi loses, he will probably be eaten by the other two together, so even if he loses the bet, his loss will not be big, but if he wins the bet, his gains will be very large.
At this time, there was a knock on the door of the box, and Yang Qingyi opened the door to see Kong Tianba and Tie Yuanming coming hand in hand.
"Tsk tsk, Yang Qingyi is a good person. At this time, he actually gave money to the Zihua boxing circle, and every time he gave it, it was a hundred million coins!"
As soon as he entered the door, Tie Yuanming said strangely.
"What [-] million coins, I don't understand your words!" Pan Dawei said with a straight face.
"Just now someone bought your aid to win, among which 5000 million can win the first game, and the other 5000 million can win the first game at 303."
"I'm afraid Yang Qingyi is the only one who has so much confidence in the assistance you asked for? One hundred million coins is really a big deal!"
Kong Tianba smiled and said: "I think Yang Qingyi is very courageous, if you think about it, if Yang Qingyi wins, there will be at least hundreds of millions of coins.
This time most of our Zihua boxing circle's income will go to Yang Qingyi, this is the real way to make a big difference with a small one, Yang Qingyi's move is really beautiful! "
Tie Yuanming also had a face full of enlightenment, he gave Pan Dawei a thumbs up and said: "Yang Qingyi is tall, really tall, Tie admires it!"
Pan Dawei had a strange expression on his face, he obviously only bet 4000 million, and he just called someone to go, even if Kong Tianba and Tie Yuanming knew it, it would be impossible for them to be so fast.
Moreover, the number is wrong!
Is there anyone else betting on Yang Yi?
Suddenly, Pan Dawei thought that Yang Yi had gone out for a while before and came back with a smile on his face. Could it be that this guy bet on himself?
He remembered that Yang Yi seemed to be short of money, and now he was almost sure that Yang Yi bet on himself.
Even he admires Yang Yi a little bit, he is decisive, confident, and the key is that his handwriting is big enough!
If he can really win this time, then he is the winner of all!
"Yang Qingyi, you made such a big deal this time, if you lose later, can you still take out two hundred million coins? Don't be out of money by then, we won't agree."
"No one can be an empty-handed white wolf, Yang Qingyi, what do you think?"
"Hmph, do you think that I, Pan Dawei, can't even take out two hundred million coins? Since you don't believe me, everyone will take out two hundred million coins.
Put it into an account, and when the final winner is decided, the money will belong to whoever! "Pan Dawei remembered Yang Yi's confession.
These two people are afraid that he will renege on his debts, so why is he not afraid of these two people's repudiating their debts!
"Okay! Then follow what Yang Qingyi said!"
Soon, they asked someone to bring an anonymous card issued abroad, and then each of them transferred two hundred million coins into the account.
Then put the card on the table, and when the following competition is over, whoever wins this card will get it!
"Yang Qingyi, can you tell me who is the person you invited? Tell us too?" Kong Tianba began to inquire about Yang Yi's background.
Pan Dawei smiled and said: "You will know soon, I believe he will surprise you."
"Stop talking, there's a fight in the arena."
Several people stopped talking and looked towards the ring!
In the arena, Yang Yi was dodging the opponent's constant attack power.
Yang Yi's intuition told him that the opponent's punch could knock him out, and if he dared to fight the opponent head-on, he would die a miserable death.
Of course, Yang Yi was not stupid enough to face a strong man head-on.
【535】In order to block the powerful force from stepping down, he used all his strength
In his mind, thoughts were running rapidly, and he kept thinking about how to deal with the crisis in front of him.
Head-to-head is impossible, but the opponent's speed is not weaker than him, and he even deliberately sold a few times, and he almost fell for it.
Strength is not enough, what about endurance?
Yang Yi quickly gave up this idea, because he may not be able to beat the opponent in terms of endurance.
Besides, even if he beat the other party to death in the end, he would probably be exhausted. Then how would he compete with the other person for the first place?
Head-to-head is not enough, not head-to-head is still not enough!
Yang Yi has a headache!
In the end how to do it?
While he was thinking, the Hercules slapped him ~ over.
Yang Yi also felt the danger, so he quickly came to his senses and raised his hands to block himself.
boom!
He felt a huge force acting on him, and then his whole body was pushed into the air, and then fell heavily to the ground.
pain!
Yang Yi felt that all the bones in his body were about to fall apart.
But before he could take a breath, the Hercules' huge foot stepped down again. This foot was as fast as lightning. It was still in the void just now, but it reached Yang Yi's chest in a blink of an eye.
Even Yang Yi didn't even have a chance to dodge.
Yang Yi's pupils contracted sharply, and the black pupils were only the size of a pinhead in an instant. The fear of life and death lingered in his heart, and he seemed to see the god of death approaching him.
It turns out that I am not as strong as I imagined!
Before, Yang Yi had a smooth journey, which also made him feel that he was very good, and he even thought that he could easily win this competition.
But when he fought against the Hercules, he realized that he had underestimated the heroes of the world.
Maybe he is not weak, but others are not fools either.
Moreover, these people are more vicious than him, and their reaction speed is faster, and there is even a faint bloody aura on their bodies, which is accumulated in their life-and-death fights.
They use the blood of the enemy to forge their own strength.
Now, he is very likely to end up like those people!
Am I going to die?
Do not!
I don't want to die!
Between life and death, Yang Yi raised his hands to resist the big feet that fell from the great force.But that big foot was like a mountain, even if he exerted all his strength, he couldn't stop the big foot from falling, and it was even difficult to slow down the big foot.
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"Weak! Too weak!"
"Are all yellow monkeys this weak?"
Hercules' face was full of disdain, and he looked down at Yang Yi condescendingly, with a cruel smile on his mouth.
Seeing that Yang Yi was still dying, the strong man shook his head and said: "It's useless, you are already a sacrifice of the god of death, and you can't escape the scythe of the god of death, so why struggle when you wait obediently for death?"
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While speaking, the strength under the Hercules' feet became heavier, and Yang Yi kept sinking his hands, only one centimeter away from his chest.
Once he still has no way to stop the Hercules, the opponent's feet will step on his chest, and his chest may be crushed inch by inch.
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