Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 422: The Northern Leg Master, you are his sponsor, right? (Monthly ticket plus more)
"I...I don't know!" Brother Qiang was confused.

I just wanted to brag a little bit because I was suppressing the different amounts on both sides and wanted to balance the amounts, otherwise I would lose money.

Unexpectedly, this "Xiao Gao" knocked You Lei down in less than 5 seconds after he came on the court.

The younger brothers all showed a look of disbelief.

You do not know?

Then why is this guy the same as what you just said?
When Brother Qiang saw the looks in his younger brothers' eyes, he of course knew what they were thinking. He also felt like crying but had no tears at this time. If this guy won, it would be a six to one chance. In the end, he lost even more.

Just out of Mr. Cheng's two hundred dollars, he had to hand over twelve thousand immediately.

Adding the miscellaneous amounts from other people, it would be several thousand more.

Thinking of this, he immediately felt the urge to run away with the money.

But after thinking about it, he didn't dare.

There are so many people watching him. If he runs away now, his little brothers won't be able to stop him with so many people.

What's more, Mr. Cheng's men are here, and he will be beaten to death if he can't get out of the workshop.

"What the hell... is this monster..." Brother Qiang looked at the stage, his whole body numb.

These words also seemed to express the thoughts of others.

Suddenly, everyone around the ring began to exclaim in amazement.

"Hiss... Oh my goodness!"

"Fuck!"

"Brilliant!"

"Too fierce!"

At this time, Shen Gaowei, You Lei's financial sponsor, stood up on the stage. Looking at the scene on the stage, he asked with a puzzled look on his face:

"What's going on? Can anyone tell me what's going on?"

"Why did You Lei fall down?"

No one answered him, and then he shouted to the field:

"Leizi, get up!"

At this time, Mr. Cheng San said:

"Don't worry, Xiao Shen. It's useless to worry. Your Lei Zi can't get up."

"If I'm not mistaken, he was hit by a bone-breaking hand and his legs were broken. You should rush him to the hospital."

Shen Gaowei immediately flew into a rage when he heard this:
"Bullshit bone-breaking hand, that guy's initial move was clearly Xingyiquan! Do you think I can't see that?"

Seeing Shen Gaowei's rage, Master Cheng smiled and said calmly:

"Look at you, you're angry again. Anger is bad for your health."

At this time, Xiao Li on the stage stood up and asked the audience:

"Where's the referee? Now that he can't move, I still can't be considered the winner?"

The confused referee finally reacted, blew the whistle, and said loudly:

"Xiao Gao! Wins!"

As soon as these words came out, the people who had just bought Xiao Li in the audience cheered and shouted his nickname loudly:
"Little Gao!"

"Little Gao!"

"Little Gao!"

"Xiao Gao..."

For a moment, the whole scene was filled with cheers and applause.

Everyone waved the receipts they had bought.

Everyone's face was filled with an expression of having made a huge profit.

It's six to one, everyone is regretting not buying more.

At this time, those who didn't buy anything held their heads and cried out in amazement:
"No, what Brother Qiang said is true? He really doesn't lie!?"

"Fuck, this guy is a real master!"

At this time, someone also said:

"What a huge loss! Why didn't I buy more? Hahahaha..." He laughed again when he said this.

Twenty yuan was enough for him to exchange for one hundred and twenty.

Then a group of people who bought Xiao Li rushed to Brother Qiang:
"Brother Qiang, it's time to redeem the prize!"

"Brother Qiang, congratulations on your prosperity!"

"Brother Qiang..."

At this time, Wang Yitang also took their notes to exchange them.

Each person changed ten dollars, and all became sixty.

Brother-in-law Zhu Lang couldn't hold back his smile. He didn't have to hand over the money, and his private money suddenly increased. Xiao Li also came down from the stage at this time.

He was surrounded by a group of people who had won money, and some even gave him tips. Everyone hoped that he could play another game.

Xiao Li collected several dollars and said to everyone with a smile:
"Yes, I will, but I'm a novice and can't choose my opponent, so you have to let Brother Qiang arrange it for me."

So everyone immediately went to Brother Qiang to arrange a duel.

Fangyan handed over the clothes and asked Xiao Li:

"how do you feel?"

Xiao Li took the clothes with a smile, nodded and said:

"It works very well, much better than the trick I came up with myself."

"As expected, only when you use it on humans can you experience the mystery inside. Now I have a new understanding of this method of breaking tendons and dislocating bones."

He just finished the battle, and it wasn't even a warm-up.

Didn't even break a sweat.

He said:
"Next, I'll see how many more games he arranges for me. I guess I can still perfect it."

At this moment, this practical style has made Xiao Li obsessed.

He found that only in this kind of actual combat situation could his martial arts improve faster.

Just that one move was enough to completely replace an entire afternoon's practice.

Fang Yan nodded and looked towards Brother Qiang.

I guess he must have a headache right now.

At this time, on the other side of the stage, Cheng Sanye's godson Xiaobai asked him:
"Godfather, that kid clearly started with Xingyiquan, why is his fighting style completely different afterwards?"

Master Cheng San looked at Xiao Li and Fang Yan and the others in the audience, frowned slightly, and said:
“I’ve never seen this genre before.”

"I have seen Xingyiquan combined with Baguazhang, which was created by Zhang Zhankui. But this is the first time I have seen Xingyiquan combined with the tendon-breaking bone-breaking hand."

"Moreover, this person's first move is to kill, which is completely different from the concept of most people who start with a test. There must be an expert behind him."

"But I have never seen such a master in the capital."

Then he smacked his lips:

"Tsk tsk... After all, this place is the capital, full of Crouching Tigers, Hidden Dragons!"

As he spoke, his gaze shifted to the audience, and he saw Fangyan, who was wearing a mask and talking to Xiao Li.

At this moment, he was almost certain that this man was Xiao Li's financial backer.

When Xiaobai heard the praise from Mr. Cheng Sanye, he was a little unhappy.

He immediately clasped his hands and said:

"Godfather, I want to fight him."

Hearing Xiaobai's words, Master Cheng San asked with a smile:

"Aren't you afraid of ending up like You Lei?"

Xiaobai said:

"My lower body kung fu is more stable, and it's different from You Lei's Western boxing."

"If he dares to pounce on me like that, I can kill him with one kick right away."

After saying that, he kicked a brick on the ground.

With a "bang", the brick was broken into pieces by him at a very close distance.

Seeing this scene, Master Cheng San immediately clapped his hands and laughed:
"Good! Good! Good!"

"As expected of the Nine-fold Mandarin Duck Kick of the Northern Leg Master. In that case, I will go and help you arrange it!"

Xiaobai bowed to Master Cheng San:
"Thank you godfather!"

……

Brother Qiang has almost paid out all the money he had saved.

He suppressed his grief and arranged the third game.

As soon as the arrangements were made and people started placing bets, Cheng San found him.

Soon the news reached Fangyan and his group.

In the fourth game, let Cheng Sanye’s Xiaobai and Xiaoli fight.

Moreover, Mr. Cheng Sanye sent someone to deliver 600 yuan to Fangyan, saying that it was the money Xiao Li helped to win just now, and he had to give half of it.

I also want to make friends with dialects.

Please invite Fangyan to the stage for a chat.

PS: I got another hundred monthly tickets, so after finishing this chapter I still owe you 28000 words.

There will be more updates later.

(End of this chapter)