"Mars"

The audience was confused at first, followed by booing sounds, overwhelmingly.

"Is this man crazy? He is also a war god? He thinks he is invincible."

"Oh, I just went up with a whisper, and then went up with a shitty God of War. We are going to lose all our faces in Donghai City."

The indigenous people in Donghai City were filled with roars.

Three rivers and three cities, Donghai City is the weakest city. After finally having some fantasies, he thought that an awesome person could appear and could unite all the forces in Donghai City into one rope and work with other places.

Who would have thought that another mouth cannon like Zhang Xiaolu appeared, and their faces looked ugly like they were eating shit.

But the bosses in Fuyang, Hangzhou and Jiangbei suddenly let out a long breath of air conditioning.

What a shitty God of War, I heard this name as a coward.

At this time, Chen Qiye was wearing a plain white mask and was already standing on the ring, without any sorrow or joy.

Huang Yanjun was stunned for a moment and looked at Jiang Mengmeng, "Mengmeng, do you think this God of War looks familiar?"

Jiang Mengmeng casually robs the lie and the broken bones of the horse. She is frustrated and sways. She is fucking the vinegar league.

Huang Yanjun said with a certain expression, "Chen Qiye."

puff

Jiang Mengmeng burst into tears and laughed wildly, "Yan Jun, how could he be Chen Qiye?"

"He lied to us to join the army for ten years. In fact, he has been lying outside for the past ten years. He has no ability to go to Dongxing's arena."

Of course, Jiang Mengmeng didn't believe it. Although this person who is a God of War is very good at hearing the name, it is a hundred times stronger than Chen Qiye.

At least, they still have the courage to stand on the ring, and Chen Qiye people have long been scared to death by Zhang Xiaolu.

"But, don't you think the back of this God of War looks very much like Chen Qiye?" Huang Yanjun believed in his intuition.

Jiang Mengmeng patted Huang Yanjun's shoulder and said, "Yan Jun, I know that Zhang Xiaolu's incident has a big blow to you, but you don't have to be so hungry, just let me introduce my second brother to you another day."

Chen Changsheng has three descendants, Shen Minghui, Shen Mingchao, and Chen Qiye.

When talking about Shen Mingchao, Jiang Mengmeng immediately walked out of the shadow.

Jiang Mengmeng knows more than anyone else about how much Shen Minghui is. The future of the Shen family still depends on Shen Mingchao. She will become the captain of the special forces brigade at a young age. In the eyes of Sanjiang and three cities, they are all excellent.

However, Huang Yanjun was embarrassed and said angrily, "Mengmeng, don't pull the red line for me, otherwise I will break the relationship with you."

Jiang Mengmeng hit her and haha. She knew that Huang Yanjun had a shadow. After all, Shen Minghui was ahead, but he believed that Shen Mingchao would definitely be able to get into Huang Yanjun's magical eyes.

"Okay, okay, this God of War is a scumbag at first glance. Even if I swipe my credit card today, I will earn back the 100,000 I lost."

While the game did not officially begin, Jiang Mengmeng ran to bet again.

"Since you have no objection, I'll talk about the rules."

Bai Yunfei saw the reactions of all forces, and then introduced the rules. Chen Qiye emerged and wanted a city's territory at once. The previous rules must be changed.

"The God of War in the East China Sea is willing to accept the challenges of all forces. Either he loses, or you will admit that he is the king of the underground forces in Donghai City."

"For fairness, God of War only accepts one challenge per day."

Bai Yunfei has been hosting Dongxing for so many years, and what he said is very fair.

The bosses of each city nodded in agreement.

Bai Yunfei said, "Who will play the first game?"

People in various cities were indifferent to interest. They came here to see the monkey today. They didn’t have any masters around them, but one of them couldn’t wait to walk towards the ring.

"I'll do it" said Zhong Qiu.

Chen Qiye shook his head, "You just played two games, so you might as well go back and rest."

He said in Mandarin that he was not standard in his pursuit, "I heard that he won three consecutive games and had a large bonus. I have made up your soft persimmon."

With a bang, everyone laughed wildly.

"I'll go, this foreigner still understands idioms, picking persimmons and pinching them."

"Oh, seeking truth is a waste of luck, and it actually made him meet a strange guy."

"I'll kill him quickly, I'll suppress my property certificate."

When Zhong Qiu was in full swing, Chen Qiye didn't take him seriously, let alone when he had just played two games and was spending most of his physical strength.

But seeing that he strongly requested, use him as a stepping stone.

Chen Qiye looked at Bai Yunfei and said, "It's OK to start."

Before Bai Yunfei left, he looked at Chen Qiye and smiled and said, "Mr. War God, I buy a hundred yuan, you lose."

He is the master of Dongxing. Even if he is not optimistic about Chen Qiye, it can be seen that no one in the audience can be optimistic about it.

"Chen Qiye, I hope you can get off the ring alive. Because of your life, I, Chen Biao, will be settled." Chen Biao stared at the ring tightly, thinking cruelly in his heart.

Zhong asked to pray again, Chen Qiye stood quietly in the middle of the ring.

Three minutes later, Zhong begged to stand up, "You are a civilized person, I will not traumatize you."

"Same thing, I'll give it to you." Chen Qiye smiled.

"What do you mean?" I can't recover, after all, his Chinese level is not very high.

"I said, I won't let you fall out of the ring."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Qiye's momentum suddenly rose by a point, but this point made Zhong Qiu feel like he was facing a great enemy.

Unparalleled

Muay Thai is strictly trained and has rich practical experience.

In their local area, every boxer has to undergo a series of rigorous training since childhood and participate in dozens or hundreds of tests of the competition.

Zhong Qiu is the best in their local area. He started practicing Muay Thai at the age of eight, and at the age of thirteen, he fought all over the country and had no opponents. Finally, he entered the local black boxing market, also known as the six-armed arhat.

Because his fist is matched with knees, knee is matched with head, and head is matched with legs, he can make six punches in a second. This title is extremely glorious in the local area and is almost a myth.

But he saw the threat of death from Chen Qiye and immediately became furious.

"Chinese, go to death."

Crack

Zhong Qiu's punch hit Chen Qiye's face, like a fast tractor head. If this punch is hit, ordinary people will probably fly backwards five or six meters away and their intestines will be spit out.

But in Shen Qiye's eyes, it was still not enough to see.

"If you can punch eight punches in a minute, I will still be afraid of you with three points. Unfortunately, you are just a six-armed arhat."

With a bang punch, the punch of Zhongqiu roared in words, but was firmly grasped by Chen Qiye and could not move.

"Chinese, you are very good." Zhong Qiu frowned slightly. It was not until this moment that he realized that his intuition was true.

Chen Qiye was called "God of War".

Because he had this confidence, no more than five people could catch his punch, and only Chen Qiye could make his fist hurt.

He could deform the invisible cover of the car with one punch, but was shocked to the pain by Chen Qiye's recoil, which showed that the opponent's strength was far above him.

Seeing that Chen Qiye didn't respond, a sense of shame suddenly arose, and a roar was like asking, "Chinese people, then I'll let you see what a real six-armed arhat is."

Crack crackle

The head, feet, knees, fists, and elbows are perfectly integrated, with points leading to the surface and covering everything.

In the eyes of outsiders, Zhongqiu is not like boxing, but dancing.

However, in the eyes of Zhao Long and Chen Biao and other insiders, Zhong Qiu's attack power was extremely terrifying. His moves were fatal, and each strike was directed to the vital points of Chen Qiye.

Three seconds later, Zhongqiu had already discharged eighteen fatal blows, covering every key point of the human body, but every time it was avoided by Chen Qiye.

The whole audience was in chaos.

He was almost crazy when he was so angry that he didn't believe it, and he didn't believe it even if he was beaten to death. In a place like the East China Sea, someone actually avoided his full strength for three seconds.

He is not, he is God

Chen Qiye said, "It's my turn now."

"What" kind of asking for a moment was stunned.

"hand"

With a bang, Chen Qiye was generous in his body. As the captain of the five special brigades in the northwest, his aura was not something that a small black boxer could resist.

When Chen Qiye slapped out, Zhongqiu felt that the air around him had frozen, and the five fingers pressed over like five mountains and rivers.

When he realized it, the slap was magnificently thrown on Zhong Qiu's face, bleeding from his mouth and nose in the air, hitting the edge of the ring, and bounced back again.

"Thank you for showing mercy"

With a wow, Zhong Qiu vomited a mouthful of blood, and he did not forget to bow to Chen Qiye ninety degrees, because he knew that Chen Qiye could slap him with one slap, and then a punch could kill him.

The site of Dongxing, which is thousands of square meters, suddenly fell into a dead silence.

The slap looked like a slap in Zhong Qiu's face, but it actually hit the faces of all the big guys on both sides of the Sanjiang River.

Gudong, Chen Biao vomited a hard saliva. When he thought about him trying to kill Chen Qiye, he admired his courage.

"Brother Long, how strong is Mr. Chen?" Chen Biao was so nervous that he didn't dare to mention Chen Qiye's name.

"If the combat power of the two of us plus one piece is 5,000, then Mr. Chen's combat power will be at least 10,000." Zhao Longxin convinced him.

Because Bai Yunfei had the words first and only had one fight a day, until Chen Qiye left, everyone still recalled the slap for a long time.
Chapter completed!