City Overlord

Chapter 149 Iron Fist Was Softened

Chapter 211 Iron Fist Was Softened
With a move of KO, the poisonous dragon spurted out a mouthful of blood, and there was no more movement, lying on the ring with eyes closed, completely passed out!
The gamblers who bet on Qinglang were already cheering at this time. After the referee came to the stage, he glanced at the poisonous dragon on the ground and announced the winner of the first game.

"It's boring! Dulong is usually so good at fighting, but he lost to Qinglang. It's really disappointing!"

Chen Yuan shook his head dejectedly, and sat down on the sofa beside him.

"That Poisonous Dragon may be able to beat Qinglang with his endurance, but don't forget that this is the King of Fighters Championship. The boxers who can win the title of boxing champion with ten consecutive victories are all ruthless people. Qinglang will never follow him. Poisonous dragons are stronger than stamina!" Di Yang analyzed to Chen Yuan with a smile.

Under the watchful eyes of all the gamblers, it is impossible for a boxer in the ring to surrender or give in. He will either knock down the opponent in the ring or be killed by the opponent.

This is the bloody rule of the clubhouse. In order to compete for the King of Fighters, they can only do their best. Every shot is a killer move. As long as they are not careful, the opponent will seize the opportunity and push themselves to a desperate situation.

Just now Dulong gave Qinglang a chance to fight back because he was too confident. He lost the opportunity from the very beginning, and it will be a matter of time before he loses.

The unconscious Dulong was carried down by two big men in black, Qinglang also stepped off the ring, and the first match ended in such a bloody way.

Although the two hadn't fought for a long time, they still mobilized the atmosphere in the hall.

The gamblers continued to place bets, and the two boxers in the second match also walked out of their lounges and entered the ring...

An hour later, the competition of the first four groups of players was over, and it was finally Di Yang's turn to play. When he stepped onto the ring, the gamblers around immediately started whispering to each other!
"This is the kid who kicked the Tyrannosaurus flying in less than a minute. He is a dark horse this year!"

"What's the point of defeating the tyrannosaurus? His opponent is Chen Ming, who is known as the mad tiger. I don't think that kid can hold on for a long time!"

"If Chen Ming's Iron Fist ranks second in the clubhouse, no one will dare to say that he is number one. That kid is actually ranked with him. He deserves to be unlucky!"

Although Di Yang had easily knocked down the Tyrannosaurus before, in the eyes of these gamblers, he was still a rookie who had just come to the clubhouse and hadn't participated in a few games.

And his opponent, Chen Ming, is very powerful with a pair of iron fists. Most of the gamblers have bet on him, and they are not very optimistic about Di Yang!
Mad Tiger Chen Ming came up from the other side of the ring, causing cheers from the surrounding gamblers. Di Yang looked him up and down, and nodded slightly at him.

Although Di Yang has never watched Kuanghu's matches before, he still knows his information very well. He has played 57 matches in the clubhouse, with a winning rate of 90.00%. He claims to be the most capable seed player to win this year's King of Fighters.

At this time, Chen Ming was also staring at Di Yang coldly, looking at his small body, and sneered disdainfully.

"Boy, are you the one who defeated the Tyrannosaurus?" Chen Ming asked Di Yang in a cold voice with a distance of five meters between the two.

"Just a fluke!"

Di Yang's face was flat, although the other party's disdainful eyes made him very disgusted, but Di Yang knew that the other party did have the capital to be proud.

"Tyrannosaurus is just a waste, it's nothing special if you win him! If you don't want to lie down for a while, just surrender obediently, and I will keep your hand!" Chen Ming was very arrogant, his face was full of arrogance when he spoke color.

"Really? Then I want to see if you have crazy capital!" Di Yang sneered, his eyes gradually turned cold.

After the referee announced the start of the match, Chen Ming stepped forward first, raised his fist and slammed Di Yang's chest fiercely. This powerful punch was as powerful as a hundred catties. If you don't die, you will be seriously injured.

Even if he raised his hand to block, Chen Ming still had the upper hand in terms of strength. In his opinion, Di Yang had no choice but to retreat. As long as he could seize the opportunity, he would be able to fight against Di Yang.

But what Chen Ming didn't expect was that after he punched, Di Yang stood there without moving, his face still calm...

"Hmph, I must have been scared to death!" Chen Ming snorted lightly, without stopping at the slightest speed, his fist hit Di Yang's chest in an instant.

"boom!"

Just when Chen Ming thought he could end Di Yang's life with one punch, he suddenly felt a pain in his arm. Di Yang leaned forward and easily caught his punch with his palm.

"hiss……"

Not only Chen Ming was stunned, but even the gamblers around the ring could not help but gasp at this moment.

"He...he actually took a punch from Chen Ming, what a lot of strength!"

"I must have read it wrong. How could that kid be Chen Ming's opponent? Chen Ming's punch is enough to send him flying!"

"Could it be that the kid has been hiding his strength before?"

Amidst the discussions of the gamblers around, Di Yang raised his mouth slightly, sneered and said to the shocked Chen Ming: "It seems that your iron fist is nothing more than that!"

After finishing speaking, a cold light flashed in Di Yang's eyes, and he pushed out with his right hand. Chen Ming felt a huge force coming from his arm, his body moved suddenly, and he retreated three or four meters in a row before he stabilized his body.

"You also try to take a punch from me!"

Di Yang didn't take advantage of the situation to make a move. After Chen Ming stabilized his body, he swung his fist.

The distance between the two was five meters. Although Di Yang's punching speed was not fast, he was in front of Chen Ming in the blink of an eye.

The shock in Chen Ming's eyes flashed away. There were so many gamblers watching, he didn't want to show the fear in his heart!
"boom!"

Chen Ming also swung his fist, mobilizing almost all his strength, his punch was enough to punch through the wall!

But the moment he came into contact with Di Yang's fist, there was a muffled sound, and Chen Ming felt his right arm tremble suddenly, followed by a piercing pain that instantly spread throughout his body.

"what!"

At the same time that Di Yang's arm fell, Chen Ming began to scream violently while clutching his arm.

When entering the seventh layer of inner qi, Wu Bo once told Di Yang that if he wanted to achieve the most powerful effect while punching, he should use dark energy.

There was no scar on Chen Ming's right hand, but when he was about to receive two punches just now, Di Yang's dark force broke his arm. At this time, Chen Ming's right arm was already useless.

"Impossible, how could that kid Di Yang be Chen Ming's opponent!"

"Chen Ming is known as the Iron Fist. The match started less than half a minute ago, why did he cover his arms and scream!"

"The Tyrannosaurus persisted in Di Yang's hands for a minute anyway. Could it be that Chen Ming is not as good as the Tyrannosaurus?"

(End of this chapter)