Hong Kong General: The Departed? No, I am the Hong Kong Island Tyrant

Chapter 255: While the game is going on, a storm is coming!

The next day, the second match of the third round of eliminations began.

261 people competed, one person was given a bye, and 130 people advanced.

Today's game is obviously more interesting than the previous ones.

As the number of participants decreases, more and more masters remain.

After the draw results came out last night, several groups of popular players will have a final battle today, so many viewers are looking forward to it.

"Dear audience, today's first elimination match will begin in ten minutes. Please be ready..."

Following the host's announcement, the first group of contestants appeared one by one on each stage.

Among them are two hot favorites, the previous American boxing champion Eric and the Japanese sumo master Musashimaru Izumo.

There was a burst of warm cheers in the stadium.

At the same time, this grand scene was also broadcast through the camera.

Countless viewers in front of the TV were also filled with excitement and anticipation.

Chung On Street, Tsuen Wan.

Big D was sitting in his own field, holding a cigar in his hand, watching the live broadcast on TV. He then turned to look at his younger brother and asked, "Did you find out? Who are the opponents of those underdogs we bet on today?"

"Still checking, Brother D." The younger brother looked carefully at the list broadcast by the TV station last night and said casually.

"hurry up!"

Big D urged impatiently: "I've put all my money into this. If I lose, you'll all be left with nothing!"

"Yes Yes!"

……

at the same time.

All the leaders of the Hung Hing faction in various parts of Hong Kong, Kowloon and the New Territories temporarily put aside their current affairs and watched the competition nervously.

After getting the betting list from Di Qing, each of them bought some more or less, such as Xiyan, Ji Ge and others, who even directly invested money to set up external handicaps, and there were quite a few people placing bets.

If we win, we will get lobster and abalone. If we lose, we will probably be out of money for a long time!
……

North Point, Ren Ai Group.

King Guili was also sitting in his office, staring closely at the live broadcast on TV.

And next to him, there is another person at this moment.

It was Eiji Tsukamoto, the heir to the Tsukamoto Group.

"We found the boss!"

At this time, Wu Guohua walked in from outside, handed Guili Wang a piece of paper, and said, "These are the information of the players who have the most bets on our handicap and their opponents."

King Guili took the list and took a quick look at it. He immediately smiled and said to Eiji Tsukamoto, "Don't worry, Mr. Tsukamoto. I promise there won't be any problems!"

"The opponents of the players who received the most bets are not very strong, so we are sure to win!"

Tsukamoto Eiji remained calm and said, "What about those unpopular players that the United Winners bet on?"

King Guili glanced at the list of contestants again and said, "That's no problem!"

"Feng Yuxiu and He Liwang, who have placed the most bets, will face the Huo Family Boxing Gym owner Huo Huan's most powerful disciple Zheng Wei, and the head of the Hong Fist Martial Arts Gym Zheng Weiji."

"I've followed Zheng Wei's matches before. He's very strong. Not to mention Zheng Weiji, the leader of the Hung Gar style, he's even stronger than Huo Huan!"

"I've never heard of Feng Yuxiu and He Liwang. They won't stand a chance against Zheng Wei and Zheng Weiji..."

"No, Boss!" At this time, Wu Guohua said quickly: "I have heard of this Feng Yuxiu. He seems to be the coach of Qinglong Martial Arts School. I heard from the people in Qinglong Martial Arts School that he is very capable!"

"Shut up!"

King Guili glared at him, then quickly looked at Tsukamoto Eiji and said with a smile: "Mr. Tsukamoto, don't listen to his nonsense. Even if Feng Yuxiu can win, King Heli will definitely lose. Besides, this is only the second game. We still have time."

Tsukamoto Eiji glanced at him and said calmly, "It's best not to have any accidents. Otherwise, you know the consequences. We at Tsukamoto Group will not cooperate with trash."

King Guili felt a chill in his heart, and nodded repeatedly with a smile: "Don't worry, Mr. Tsukamoto, there will be absolutely no accidents!"

"Boss, the game has started!" At this time, Wu Guohua shouted hurriedly.

Everyone was shocked and their eyes were focused on the game on TV.

……

The scene of the game.

"Dear audience, the first group of contestants on stage number one are the American boxing champion Ari and the Japanese sumo master Musashimaru Izumo..."

"Arena No. 2..."

Following the host's introduction, the competitions in ten arenas started simultaneously.

The competition situation is also broadcast to the televisions of thousands of households through the main cameras of each arena.

The two popular contestants in the No. 1 ring naturally received the most shots.

Under the expectant and tense gaze of countless people, the battle between Airi and Musashimaru Izumo was very intense.

One is a boxer and the other is a sumo master. Their fist-to-flesh fight stimulates the hearts of countless people.

Of course, most of the people who got beaten were Musashimaru Izumo.

Although Musashimaru Izumo was big and strong, even obese, and weighed almost twice as much as Airi, he lost his flexibility and was soon beaten black and blue by Airi.

But surprisingly, Musashimaru Izumo had a strong ability to withstand blows. He did not fall down even after being hit by dozens of punches. Instead, before the end of the first round, he seized the opportunity and directly threw Ari off the ring.

There was a sudden burst of loud cheers from the stands, but at the same time there were also a lot of boos and insults.

In the guest seats, Huang Bingyao and others could not help but exclaim in amazement as they looked at Musashimaru Izumo who was raising his fists to show his muscles on the ring.

"I have to say, although the Japanese are hateful, they do have a unique martial arts culture..." Huang Bingyao said with emotion.

Upon hearing this, Di Qing just smiled and said nothing.

This Musashimaru Izumo, relying on his body advantage, has a very strong ability to withstand blows, and ordinary Ming Jin warriors probably cannot break through his defense.

But this is a ring match, and the rules prohibit hitting the vital parts. Otherwise, if it were a fight without rules, Musashimaru Izumo would have to lie down as long as he was hit in the vital parts by a Ming Jin warrior.

If it were another dark power warrior, with the help of dark power, after being hit by dozens of punches, this Musashimaru Izumo would have been lying down long ago.

All I can say is that the situations and levels are different, and Chinese martial arts and sumo each have their own advantages.

Of course, that Ari was also very powerful. His fists were very powerful, almost as strong as those of a martial artist who had achieved great success in Ming Jin. He was also very able to withstand blows, but his speed was slightly lacking.

The level of boxing achieved through modern science and systematic training does have its merits.

But if we look at it from a long-term perspective, Chinese martial arts still have more advantages.

Amidst countless discussions and cheers, the first match soon ended, and the two popular players in ring No. 1 also decided the winner. Japanese sumo master Musashimaru Izumo defeated American boxer Airi with a score of 2 to 1.

Ari was eliminated and stood on the stage roaring angrily. It was obvious that he was very unwilling to accept this.

If it had been any other opponent, he would have won long ago, but his opponent happened to be this sumo wrestler who was as fat as a pig, which made him feel like he had no strength to use. He was thrown off the ring and lost twice, which was really frustrating.

But no matter what, this is the rule of the competition. Whoever falls off the stage loses.

No matter how unwilling he was, the ending was already determined.

The first player leaves the stage and the game continues.

Today, 260 people are divided equally into ten arenas, with 26 people in each arena, and there are only 13 matches in total.

Therefore, under the deliberate arrangement of Di Qing and others, there will be one or two groups of popular players competing in each game, and the audience's high emotions have never subsided.

Today Di Qing no longer slacked off, but carefully observed the strength of each group of contestants.

Although he has great confidence in Feng Yuxiu and others, there will inevitably be some unpopular players as strong as He Liwang among them.

It would be bad if something capsized in a ditch.

However, after carefully observing several games, he did not find any situation that was beyond his expectations and control.

The strength of the popular players is still in line with their fame, such as Japanese kendo master Yamamoto Kazuo, Iaido master Suzuki No, Duan Shuiliu master Matsushima Takeshi, etc., as well as Thailand's two-time boxing champions Jack Ja and Naimi, American boxing champion Elliott and others, who have advanced one after another.

Unpopular players such as Liu Jing, He Jinyin, and Tony also won one after another.

Finally it’s game seven.

"Dear audience, the next contestants to appear on stage number one are Zheng Wei from the Huo Family Boxing Gym and Feng Yuxiu from the Qinglong Martial Arts Gym. Please get ready!"

……

"The two contestants on stage number four are Gao Gang, the instructor from the Qinglong Group's bodyguard department, and Tian Mojing, the boxing champion from Hong Kong..."

Feng Yuxiu and Gao Gang were in the same competition, and their opponents were both popular players.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the field became more heated.

In front of the TV, countless viewers who had placed bets were also excited and stared at the live broadcast with great anticipation.

"here we go!"

In the office of Ren Ai Foundation, Guili Wang and others were also staring at the TV.

The person who had the most bets on their outside handicap this time was Feng Yuxiu. With odds of 1:1, that bastard Big D actually bet 20 million directly, and some retail investors who came from nowhere also bet on Feng Yuxiu. Adding up the total, the number of people betting on Feng Yuxiu's advancement exceeded 30 million.

There were also more than 20 million people holding Gao Gang hostage.

Moreover, the odds for Gao Gang's match are even higher, one to three, because his opponent is Tian Mojing, the boxing champion of Hong Kong Island.

Eiji Tsukamoto also put away his calm and composed look and stared at the TV.

In fact, he didn't care too much about the odds of over 100 million on the King of Gamblers' side.

What King Guilty didn't know was that other clubs that he was working with also had bets on unpopular players like Feng Yuxiu and Gao Gang, and with even more money. All the betting together amounted to almost 500 to 600 million yuan.

The man behind the scenes, Eiji Tsukamoto, also conducted a secret investigation, and it was also with Liansheng, as well as some people from the Hung Hing Society.

Obviously, the confrontation between the two sides has already begun in this round of eliminations.

That's why Eiji Tsukamoto took it so seriously and came over to King Guilty to keep an eye on it in person.

He wanted to see what kind of confidence the other party had to dare to spend so much money on betting outside?
……

Hong Kong Island Sports Centre.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, the seventh game also began.

Arena No. .

The referee Zhang Tianzhi looked at Feng Yuxiu, who looked unremarkable and calm, and then glanced at Zheng Wei from the Huo Family Boxing Gym, who looked arrogant and looked down on everyone in the world. He couldn't help but shake his head secretly.

But he didn't say much. After announcing the rules of the game, he stepped aside and shouted, "Start!"

Zheng Wei walked forward slowly and looked at Feng Yuxiu opposite him, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

He was also present on the day when Qinglong Martial Arts School opened. Naturally, he knew Feng Yuxiu and knew that Feng Yuxiu was the coach of Qinglong Martial Arts School.

Thinking of the scene that day when the entire martial arts community surrounded Di Qing and praised him, he couldn't help but feel a little jealous.

That Di Qing was just luckier. He looked like a pretty boy and was not even older than him. How could he have achieved such success?

Why should everyone respect him?
Thinking of this, Zheng Wei became more and more unwilling to accept it. Looking at Feng Yuxiu opposite him, a hint of cruelty and violence appeared in his eyes.

As a businessman, you don't do your business properly, but open a martial arts school and organize competitions under the name of promoting Chinese martial arts.

Today, I will cripple the coach of Qinglong Martial Arts School in front of everyone, and see if you can still be so arrogant!

Feng Yuxiu naturally didn't know that Zheng Wei's psychological activities were so rich. To be honest, he had never paid much attention to Zheng Wei. It was only after he learned that Zheng Wei came from the Huo family boxing gym that he began to take him a little more seriously.

He was still very interested in the Huo family boxing passed down by Chen Zhen.

"Feng Yuxiu, please teach me!"

Seeing that Zheng Wei was hesitant to take action, Feng Yuxiu took the initiative to step forward, clasped his fists and said.

"Please teach me? You are not worthy!"

Zheng Wei snorted coldly, rushed out suddenly, and kicked Feng Yuxiu in the head.

This kick was so powerful and heavy, and came with a sharp gust of wind. If you were hit by it, you would be crippled if not killed.

Seeing Zheng Wei's attitude was so bad, Feng Yuxiu couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. At this time, seeing that Zheng Wei's first move was a killing move, no matter how slow his reaction was, he realized that Zheng Wei was intending to cripple him.

Although he didn't know when he had offended Zheng Wei, he was not a good-tempered person.

People are going to kill him, so why would he hold back?

Feng Yuxiu's eyes turned cold, and he no longer had the desire to have a serious discussion with Zheng Wei. He just stared coldly at Zheng Wei's movements, motionless.

When Zheng Wei's foot was almost reaching his ear, he stepped back slightly to avoid the kick, then quickly stepped forward and punched Zheng Wei in the abdomen before he landed.

Zheng Wei's body arched, his heart and liver were about to burst, his eyes widened: "Hidden force..."

He finally understood where Feng Yuxiu's confidence came from!
But now it was too late.

"Oh!"

Zheng Wei was knocked flying. Just as he was about to land on the ground, he saw a black shadow flash in front of him. Feng Yuxiu actually caught up with him and kicked him in the chest. He fell off the stage and fainted.

The enthusiastic cheers from the stands came to an abrupt end.

The next moment, even louder cheers and shouts rang out!

But there were also boos and insults mixed in:
"Fuck you! Give me your money back!"

"What a crap Huo family boxing, it made me lose 20,000 yuan!"

"Waste! Lese..."

Listening to the insults all around, the people in the Huo Family Boxing Gym in the stands turned pale. Huo Huan, the referee in the next ring No. 6, also had a dark face. He didn't even have time to watch the match in his own ring. He turned to look at Feng Yuxiu standing on the No. 1 ring, and then looked at Zheng Wei who was lying on the ground below the ring. He felt a little angry at their lack of fighting spirit, and also a little furious.

He knew that Zheng Wei was my disciple, but he still attacked me so hard. This Di Qing guy really didn't give me any face at all!

On the rostrum, Di Qing's expression was very calm, and he was not surprised by this.

He had been paying attention to Feng Yuxiu, so he naturally noticed how ruthless Zheng Wei's first move was. It was aimed at crippling Feng Yuxiu.

Although he didn't understand why Zheng Wei was so cruel, but since someone had stepped on his head, would he be waiting to die if he didn't fight back?
"As expected, narrow-minded people will never change..."

Glancing at Zheng Wei who had been carried away by the staff, Di Qing was too lazy to pay attention to such a small character and turned to look at the No. 4 ring.

On the ring, Zhang Tianzhi glanced at Zheng Wei who was being carried away, shook his head, and said nothing more. He turned to look at Feng Yuxiu on the ring and announced: "First round, Feng Yuxiu wins!"

As the cheers spread, most of the audience's attention shifted to other arenas.

Especially at the No. 4 ring where the battle is the most intense at the moment.

The Hong Kong boxing champion Tian Mojing, and the lesser-known boxer Gao Gang.

However, the title of coach of the Qinglong Group's bodyguard department also makes people realize that this young man is not simple.

Haven’t you seen how strong the coach of Qinglong Martial Arts School is on Arena No. 1?

As a member of the Qinglong Group, Gao Gang shouldn't be much weaker, right?
……

Renai Foundation.

The office was dead silent at this moment.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the live broadcast on TV, but their minds were still on the battle scene on Arena No. 1, and they had not yet reacted.

"I rely on!"

After a long while, Wu Guohua couldn't help but curse: "This Huo Family Fist is too erotic, isn't it? It collapsed in less than a minute?"

"What kind of person is Huo Yuanjia or Chen Zhen's descendant? I'm better than him even if I go up to him!"

King Guili came back to his senses and his expression suddenly became extremely ugly.

I was wrong indeed!

This Feng Yuxiu is a master!

No wonder that bastard Big D was so confident that he bet 20 million directly...

Thinking of this, King Guili suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

Last night, Big D bet on five underdogs, 20 million each.

Aren’t the other four also trying to play the pig and eat the tiger?

"Shit! Lost again?!"

At this moment, Wu Guohua's explosion sounded again.

King Guili looked up and his eyes went dark, and his face became even uglier.

On the live broadcast screen, as the fight lasted for two and a half minutes, Tian Mojing was kicked off the ring by the short Gao Gang.

Obviously, Gao Gang’s strength is no weaker than Tianmo Jing!

"What the hell is this Hong Kong boxing champion? He's not as good as me..." Wu Guohua's complaining voice echoed in the conference room, but when he saw the ugly expression of the loan shark king, he suddenly remembered about Big D's bet and quickly shut his mouth.

Don’t provoke my brother anymore!
The Guili King ignored the silly brother and turned to look at the silent Tsukamoto Eiji: "Mr. Tsukamoto..."

Before he finished speaking, Tsukamoto Eiji raised his hand to interrupt him, glanced at him, and said calmly: "You don't have to be in the ring to win the bet. You are a smart person, you should understand what I mean."

King Guili's heart sank, and then he gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, I know what to do!"

Tsukamoto Eiji glanced at the Japanese samurai sword on the desk beside him, picked it up and stroked it, then said calmly: "If you can't do it well, you can use this sword to kill yourself. We Japanese samurai swords are never given to waste!"

"Hey!" King Guili's heart trembled and he lowered his head quickly.

He didn't breathe a sigh of relief until Eiji Tsukamoto left.

Afterwards, he looked at the live broadcast of the second round on the TV screen again. His face changed for a while, and he gritted his teeth and looked at his eldest brother Wu Guohua: "Go and make arrangements. Let's do it tonight!"

"Yes, don't worry, brother. If this little Japanese dares to threaten you, I will help you kill him immediately!" Wu Guohua said murderously.

King Guili's face darkened, and he couldn't help but roar: "I'm talking about attacking the contestants. Are you a pig? Tsukamoto Eiji? Do you think we've lived too long?!"

Wu Guohua said awkwardly: "I thought you wanted to kill this little Japanese. Please explain clearly next time, boss!"

"Get out!" King Guili was furious.

I don’t know what sin I committed in my previous life that I have such a stupid brother in this life.

(End of this chapter)