Ye Tianlong and Han Jing followed the middle-aged woman, after passing through several barriers in the manor, they came to an underground boxing arena where they had to take an elevator.

This boxing arena is set up in the abdomen of the mountain. Except for acquaintances who recommend acquaintances, outsiders do not know its existence, and the boxing arena does not allow outsiders to enter.

The boxing arena is not small. The middle ring is three times the size of a regular game. There are more than one hundred comfortable places around, and there are four hidden rooms on the roof.

Today's confrontation obviously attracted a lot of people's interest. It was almost full of seats. Nearly a hundred men and women shouted excitedly with barcodes for betting.

One by one is just like being beaten up.

Ye Tianlong quickly caught the uncle's top three coat in the crowd. It was placed on an empty sofa in front of him, with several men sitting next to him.

On the sofa on the right, there is a petite pipe woman with a bright smile, but there is a sense of hiding a knife in the smile, which makes people shudder.

There is also a team of men on her side, all black women.

The two sides are very close, but they are separated, and full of hostility.

Ye Tianlong guessed that the woman holding the pipe might be what the middle-aged woman said, the leader of the 13th League this time.

"Top three!"

When Ye Tianlong and the others walked to the front, the ring was already half kneeling with two boxers.

Han Jing found that the boxer with "Butcher" on the left was the most eye-catching.

His bronze skin reflected the dazzling light, and his python-like muscles covered his whole body in patches.

The abdominal muscles were like marble carvings, and as his breath was still shaking, he roared, and the audience was ravaged by wild beasts.

Just this size, just this muscle, just this courage, really can afford the title of'butcher'.

Half of the butcher's face was swollen and bleeding, but he didn't care much. He stood up slowly while licking the blood stain.

Han Jing also saw the smug smile on the pipe woman's face, and the pipe snapped at the corner of her mouth. It was obvious that she was full of confidence in the butcher.

And the uncle Sanjia opposite him also had a blue nose and a swollen face. He shook his head, rubbed his abdomen, and stood up from the ground.

The two gave each other a kick just now, so they fell at the same time, making the situation difficult to distinguish.

"Taijia, come down!"

Wearing a mask, Han Jing ignored the risk of being recognized, and rushed to the ring and shouted: "Don't fight."

Ye Tianlong stared at the butcher blankly, his mouth wide open... butcher? This guy is called a butcher?

Afterwards, he shouted to the middle-aged woman: "Hurry up and end the game, the three youngsters are ill, and the butcher is fierce. This round is too bad."

The middle-aged woman hurriedly ran to negotiate, and then ran back: "It can't be stopped, all the bets are finished. At this time, it stopped and the boxing field was taken apart."

Han Jing subconsciously wanted to rush over the fence to take the stage, Ye Tianlong's eyes quickly grabbed: "Don't go!"

Han Jing angrily said: "He will die!"

Ye Tianlong let out a long breath: "I'll figure out a solution."

Han Jing stared at Ye Tianlong: "You?"

While Ye Tianlong nodded lightly, the butcher was roaring, rushing towards the top three of his uncles like a rainbow, like a crazy beast.

"Boom boom!"

Uncle Sanjia didn't face the opponent head-on. With his agility, he moved and avoided in the ring, preserving his strength.

When the butcher saw that the uncle's top three was difficult to capture, his expression became even more angry, and his fists blasted out again and again.

After the uncle Sanjia avoided for a while, he raised his hand to resist.

"boom!"

Seeing the uncle's top three are so tenacious, the butcher yelled, his body swiftly turned, and his elbow broke through the blockade of the uncle's top three.

The tip of the elbow mercilessly slammed into the forehead of the uncle's top three.

Tai Shu Sanjia narrowed his eyes, bent his elbow and raised it, breaking the elbow with the elbow, blocking the butcher's elbow.

It's just such a block, the butcher pressed over.

"Boom boom!"

The huge fist head was pointed out like a cannonball, and it was like mercury that permeated the uncle Xiang Tai San Jia over the past, and the wind did not stop.

The joints are wrapped in the most aggressive and domineering power.

The uncle Sanjia didn't jump away again, stretched out his palms, patted continuously, and calmly sealed the butcher's mercury-like attack.

"Boom boom!"

The palms of the fists continued to intersect, making a muffled sound. The two sides collided for more than a dozen rounds without winning or losing, and the expressionless butcher frowned slightly.

He didn't expect his uncle's top three defensive capabilities to be so strong. After a long attack, he didn't make a punch and he was a little surprised.

Right now he gave up his fist and stretched out his right hand, trying to pinch his uncle's top three necks.

Uncle Sanjia flashed his head, and the butcher swept over.

"call--"

Tai Uncle Sanjia moved away, then suddenly shot forward and rushed out with a punch.

Thunderbolt!

The butcher was also shocked by the punch of Uncle Sanjia, but he didn't give in at all. On the contrary, he cried out with excitement.

With a punch, head-on.

"boom!"

The two fists collided in the air, making a piercing sound, and the butcher retreated three steps with a thump, almost falling on his back.

Tai Shu San Jia's punch was different from the previous one. On the surface, it appeared to be a straight strike, but the force was downward, causing the butcher to lose his body's center of gravity.

The butcher's blood hadn't calmed down yet, and the second punch of Tai Shu San Jia followed him like a shadow.

The punch hit the butcher's chin firmly.

"boom!"

The speed of the top three of the uncle's was too fast. Although the butcher retreated with all his strength, he was still half a beat, a sharp pain in his jaw and a bit of blood.

Han Jing subconsciously yelled: "Okay!"

There was a slight frown on the Thirteen League, but there was not much panic. It seemed that the butcher's trick was just a small matter.

Sure enough, the butcher who had hit one move immediately tightened his chin, gritted his teeth tightly, and digested most of the impact of the uncle's top three.

At the same time, he took a quick kick.

Uncle Sanjia's hands were wrong, blocking the opponent's foot, and his body floated back several meters.

When Han Jing and the middle-aged woman had some confidence in Tai Uncle San Jia, Tai Uncle San Jia who stepped back a few meters suddenly shook his body and almost fell to his knees.

He has an inexplicable cramp in his abdomen.

"call!"

In this gap, the butcher didn't waste the opportunity, he spun up without rubbing his blood, flew with his hands, repeatedly attacked, and beat his uncle back.

Uncle Sanjia gritted his teeth to block the opponent's attack, but when he blocked the thirteenth move, he had another colic in his abdomen, and his strength was mostly lost.

"boom!"

The butcher threw the Tai Uncle's top three with a punch, followed by a beautiful round kick, and the one hundred and seventy-eight jin body of the Tai's top three was kicked out directly.

Falling five or six meters, his chest collapsed, blood was spilled, and he fell tragically to the railing of the ring, making it difficult to stand up.

The audience was silent for two or three seconds, and then burst into a frantic shout: "Okay, good!"

At this time, Han Jing clearly saw that the pipe-smoking woman from the 13th League made a severely disabled gesture to the butcher.

"Roar--"

The butcher moved and jumped up high, roaring and rushing down, his fist hit the half-kneeling uncle Sanjia.

Han Jing subconsciously shouted: "The top three—"

"flutter!"

The butcher's vigorous fist stopped abruptly in mid-air. It was not that he wanted to stop, but that Ye Tianlong didn't know when to appear.

Those arms that were not too strong, locked the opponent like iron hoops, as stable as Mount Tai.

In the pale light, one big and one small confronted each other strangely.

What surprised Han Jing, who was good at capturing details, was that the butcher's face was not only surprised, but also a touch of joy and excitement...

When the butcher wanted to open his mouth subconsciously, Ye Tianlong turned his head and looked at the camp of the 13th League: "In this round, the uncle's top three losers."

"You can make the top three of the uncle give up."

Among the thirteen leagues, the pipe-smoking woman gave a smile: "But there will be an extra match in the boxing field, and another person will be sent to fight the butcher. The bet is still one billion."

"The butcher gave the third master a chance to step down, and the third master should also make the butcher happy."

She was obviously going to crush the boxing field so that it could never go on.

Uncle Sanjia coughed and vomited blood. Ye Tianlong smiled when he wanted to speak, "Yes, I will come for this playoff."

"And one billion bet is too small, come two billion."

The pipe-smoking woman snorted coldly: "The stakes are okay, but who are you? What you say can represent the Third Young Master?"

Ye Tianlong faintly said, "I think, I can call the shots for the three young masters."

He looked at his uncle Sanjia, his eyes blinked, seemingly meaningful.

Uncle Sanjia was startled first, then wiped off the blood on the corners of his mouth and nodded: "Be careful!"

He announced to the audience: "I accept the challenge. In this round, Tianlong will fight the butcher and bet 2 billion."

There was an uproar in the audience, and he didn't know where his confidence came from. If he believed in Ye Tianlong so much, the staff were even more worried about losing their jobs.

Han Jing also felt that he was playing a bit big, but he was a little confident seeing Ye Tianlong's appearance.

The pipe-smoking woman smiled: "San Shao, according to my information, your assets are worth 2 billion. If you lose, you are really going bankrupt."

The third wife of the uncle was helped by Han Jing to step down: "If you have the ability, win this manor."

The woman with the pipe tilted her head slightly: "Place a bet, sign an agreement."

The two parties quickly signed a betting agreement.

Looking at Ye Tianlong on the ring, Han Jing was worried about him for the first time. She suddenly realized that this guy was actually not that annoying.

She yelled: "Tianlong, be careful."

Ye Tianlong nodded: "Don't worry, wait to count the money."

The audience all sat down and watched the **** battle that was about to take place on the ring, but no one placed any more bets. The loss of the first three of the uncles would be bankrupt.

Bankrupt, the money was taken by the 13th League, where is their share? So this round is no longer betting.

"Both sides are ready!"

At this time, the referee asked Ye Tianlong and the butcher to stand aside, and then slammed his hands and let out a loud noise: "Start!"

Ye Tianlong and the butcher stared at each other with murderous aura, and they kept getting closer, trying to kill each other.

"Ah-boom -"

When Ye Tianlong pulled closer to three meters away, he suddenly drew a circle with both hands, then gathered together and pushed forward, shouting:

"Pegasus Meteor Fist!"

This blast is very powerful, making people look like a stream of air, blasting out in the air.

"Damn--"

The butcher suddenly shook his body and let out a scream, the whole person fell backward and flew out, fell heavily under the ring, still spouting a mouthful of blood...

He wanted to struggle to sit up, but he fell to the ground with a plop when he climbed halfway, and pointed his finger at Ye Tianlong, trembling: "You are so amazing!"

Then, he hit his head on the ground and fainted.

"After the fight, take your work!"

Ye Tianlong put his hands down and waved to the audience: "I won!"

The audience is confused!