Xiao Feng looked at the madman on the ring and smiled admiringly: "It's almost perfect to sweep his legs. If he can stand to the end, I think I should meet him and talk to him."

"Why, I have a desire to love talent." Zhang Yu asked with a smile.

Xiao Feng nodded: "Well, I look forward to his next battle, and I hope he can continue to stand."

"I had known it, I would have challenged him just now." Zhang Yu muttered.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense. It's your turn to the next game, go and prepare." Xiao Feng patted Zhang Yu on the shoulder: "I won't say anything extra. I'll just say one sentence. I'm pointing at you to win money."

"Damn." Zhang Yu rolled his eyes wildly, "Treat me as a tool to make money."

"Hey, Brother Yu, I decided to bet five million." Xiao Yun said with a smile next to him.

"Come on, I'll give myself five million." Zhang Yu threw out a bank card: "Damn it, I have to fight for this five million in a while."

Fang Dong and the other two were also very confident in Zhang Yu. Each of them bets two million. In their words, Yu Shao had to sponsor at least two million to play when he was on the court.

The waiter looked at the amount on the controller, and the muscles on his face kept twitching. Well, the bet of a private room alone exceeded 20 million.

Zhang Yu left the private room and was taken by a special person to prepare. The host also informed the ring that the challenger would fight against the Timberwolves in the next game, and the odds were issued.

The visitors around them still like to have challengers on stage because the challengers are strange faces and everything is unknown, so the result is even more unexpected, and this is the most exciting thing.

In fact, there are many tricks in the so-called challenger. Sometimes, the boxing ring will arrange people to act as challenger, and then raise the odds and make a big profit.

"Brother Feng, there is no problem with Brother Yu playing with this Timberwolf." Xiao Yun was a little worried.

Xiao Feng shook his head: "It's nothing. Although the Timberwolves are quite strong, they are not Xiao Yuzi's opponent."

"That's good."

"Even if there is any danger, I will rescue you in time." Xiao Fengcai, no matter what the boxing rules are, his brother's life is the most important. If an accident really happens, he will jump directly from the second floor and head straight to the ring.

About twenty minutes, after the host gave a brief introduction, Zhang Yu and the Timberwolves walked onto the ring amidst screams.

When everyone saw Zhang Yu, they all exclaimed because in terms of body shape, he was too far from the Timberwolves and was not of the same level at all.

The Timberwolves is 1 meter tall and weighs 113 kilograms. Look at Zhang Yu, who is 1.81 meters tall. As for his weight, he is only 80 kilograms. The difference is too big, regardless of height or weight.

Standing with ordinary people, Zhang Yu can also be called strong, but compared with these boxers, he will be a little thin.

In the past, whether it was a real challenger or a challenger arranged in the boxing ring, his figure and weight were not much different from those challenged, and belonged to the same level.

So, as soon as Zhang Yu came on stage, many people immediately felt that this kid had no brain problems, would he go up and seek death?

Even the Timberwolves stared at Zhang Yu with contemptuous eyes. Where did this kid pop out? He would blow his head, twist his neck, and break his limbs.

Zhang Yu naturally noticed the tirol's gaze, and a sneer appeared on his face. Do you look down on me? Wait a minute, I will let you lie down from the ring.

"Not even cats and dogs can get on this arena. Are you looking for death?" The Timberwolf looked at the sneer on Zhang Yu's face and asked in a deep voice.

"I came up to do something."

"What's up."

"Twisted your neck.

The Timberwolf's face turned cold: "Okay, very good, then let's see if I beat your head or you twisted my neck."

"I think it should be the latter."

"Then try it." The Timberwolf clenched his fists and walked forward slowly.

Zhang Yu shook his neck, looked up at the private room, showed a charming smile, and made a unique battle gesture.

"Challenge, start." The host's voice rang through the loudspeaker.

"Kill." The Timberwolf's eyes were red, and his huge body was as strong as a wolf. His right fist rushed straight to Zhang Yu's head.

Zhang Yu's body retreated, and at the same time, he swept his legs and kicked straight to the Timberwolf's arm.

‘Bang’, Zhang Yu’s right leg hit the Timberwolve’s arm. The latter’s face changed slightly, and he frowned into a palm, so he wanted to pinch Zhang Yu’s right leg.

"Looking for death." Zhang Yu sneered, his right leg did not retract, but raised his left leg and kicked the Timberwolves hard in the heart.

The Timberwolf's face changed again. He didn't expect that the "little monkey" in front of him would be so difficult. Every blow was no weaker than their boxers, and even more ruthless.

There was no way, the Timberwolve had to take a step back. He felt that he should not be able to withstand Zhang Yu's attack, and this kick could only knock his heart.

Taking advantage of the Timberwolve's retreat, Zhang Yu turned over and landed on the ground, looked at the enemy opposite him coldly, and began to slowly use the ancient martial arts teachings taught to him by Xiao Feng.

A stream of air as thin as a trickle of air slowly wandered along the meridians. Zhang Yu took a deep breath, and the energy sinked into the Dantian, and the force of his limbs began to surge.

Although I haven't practiced for a long time, the mental method provided by Mr. Jing is obviously not a street product. In addition, Zhang Yu's root bone is good and can be used initially.

In front of a real ancient martial arts master, Zhang Yu's cultivation level is nothing. He probably crushed it to death with one finger. However, in front of ordinary people, this little energy is enough to affect the situation of the battle.

"You have already made me angry. I want to kill you." The Timberwolf grinned his teeth, and shot Zhang Yu directly with his legs.

The wolf has strong and powerful hind legs, and the Timberwolves is called the Timberwolves. He is the same. His sharpest attack is not a pair of fists, but two legs.

"Come on, today, let you verify what I have learned recently." Zhang Yu's aura rose and his murderous aura was majestic.

"Kill." The Timberwolf rushed forward, swept his legs hard, and headed straight to Zhang Yu's head.

In the black market boxing arena, most boxers prefer devastating leg techniques, and sweeping legs is one of them.

Many experts in black market boxing are good at sweeping their legs. When facing the enemy, they often end the battle with just one sweep.

"Break it for me." Zhang Yu let out a long roar, his right arm was raised, obviously trying to fight against the Timberwolve's sweeping leg.

In the private room, Xiao Feng stood up and stared at the ring. How could Zhang Yu fight head-on?

‘Bang’, the wielding leg sweeps collided with Zhang Yu’s arm, and the tibia showed a hideous smile on the face. It seemed that this was really a rookie, and he actually tried to use his arms to fight against his wielding leg sweep.

But the next second, his face changed completely because he did not hear the sound of bone breaking, but instead his leg bones hurt severely.

You know, the Timberwolves could sweep the iron rod with a strong kick, but they kicked Zhang Yu in the arm, but they did not kick his bones.

Zhang Yu sneered, his arms raised, his shoulders held the Timberwolf's legs tightly, and punched them out.

‘Bang’, the Timberwolf’s face changed drastically and she let out a scream of pain.

"You're finished." Zhang Yu shouted loudly, and a critical strike like a storm, smashing towards the Timberwolves in the face.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang...

A series of critical strikes made the Timberwolves unable to even scream. Zhang Yu punched and saw blood in his fist...

Everyone around them screamed and even stood up. What was going on? The thin monkey who was not optimistic about it actually knocked down the Timberwolves down.

In the private room, Xiao Feng looked at Zhang Yu on the ring, and the worries in his eyes disappeared. Instead, he was replaced by a smile. It seemed that this guy could already use his internal energy initially.

As for whether it is dead or disabled in the forest, Xiao Feng is indifferent. To put it bluntly, does this guy have a dime to do with him?

Since you choose to fight black boxing and have chosen to stand on the ring, you must have the awareness of sacrifice. Everyone is not sure to win. Every killing will sooner or later, and you will be killed on the ring.

Just as the saying goes, I will pay it back sooner or later.

After experiencing a cruel and bloody promotion battle, coupled with the training on the Golden Triangle battlefield, Zhang Yu is now not a street gangster, ruthless and does not give his opponent a chance at all.

Because, on the battlefield, giving the enemy a chance is to make yourself uncomfortable, and being kind to the enemy is to be cruel to yourself.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang...

Zhang Yu's critical strike was still continuing. He did not use too much strength. He was simply venting his anger that had been contemptuous just now. If he wanted this big guy to know that if he contempt him, he would be life and death.

The timberwolve's head and body were already bloody, as if it had been raked and pears. Blood splattered along the wound, and there were also bloody spots on the ground several meters around.

The Timberwolve had completely lost consciousness, his eyes were blown up, his nose was broken, his teeth were falling off, and his bones were broken inch by inch, just like a human sandbag, enduring the anger from the enemy.

"It's over." Zhang Yu roared, put his hands on his head in the forest, shook his arms hard, and with a "click" sound, his neck was twisted by him.

"Ah..." There was another scream around, and some people kept shouting "Demon King" and "Demon King". In their eyes, Zhang Yu was a cruel demon king at this time.

The title of Demon King is a praise in the city of Heicheng. Only the most powerful person can be called the "Demon King".

Zhang Yu shook the blood from his hands, stood up slowly, his eyes swept across the audience, and his powerful aura actually calmed the audience down.

But the next second, Zhang Yu made a move that made the audience dizzy. He raised his head, looked at the private room, smiled, stretched out two fingers, and formed a V-shaped: "Yeah, I won the money."
Chapter completed!