Rebirth Game Tycoon

Hearing this sentence, even Zhou Xingchi was stunned for a moment. Could it be that the other party is my fan and just wants to protect me?

Didn't he know that it is extremely dangerous to go to the ring now, the kind of death or disability?

Zhou Xingchi hesitated for a moment, and instinctively wanted to shake his head to refuse.

I didn't know that after the young man in front of him had finished speaking, he couldn't let him refuse, and he turned and walked towards the ring.

"Hey, are you looking for death?" Zhou Xingchi blurted out suddenly, this sentence obviously did not carry any maliciousness.

"Yeah! I'm looking for death." Lu Menglin didn't look back, but after hearing Zhou Xingchi's shout, he raised his arm high and shook it.

The unusual movements of the two men in the front row quickly attracted the attention of the surrounding audience.

In this moment of effort, many people recognized Zhou Xingchi's identity and didn't understand his strange behavior.

Zhou Xingchi looked at the young man's back, and for some reason, he felt a little excited, as if a miracle was about to happen.

He originally thought that he would go on stage to fight the Muay Thai king, maybe the other party would be scrupulous because of his movie star status, maybe he could win back the Chinese Kung Fu.

Even if he knows that hope is very slim, as someone who loves kung fu, he wants to try his best.

But when he plucked up the courage to overcome the fear in his heart, and was about to take the stage, he met that person.

That person seemed to be able to see through his thoughts, which not only made Zhou Xingchi feel familiar, but also gave him an inexplicable sense of security.

That young man is like a protagonist from a movie, who can bring hope and light to people in desperate situations.

Therefore, Zhou Xingchi sat down again, put his hands on his knees, and stared meticulously at the back who walked toward the ring with the most serious attitude.

Lu Menglin strode towards the ring, ignoring the stunned look behind him.

Below the ring, the Xingyiquan master sitting in a wheelchair saw Lu Menglin, his eyes widened, and he couldn't believe what his eyes were seeing.

"You...you...he...should not come!" The Xingyiquan master frowned and said incoherently.

Master Ye Tian also saw Lu Menglin, his expression was the same as that of the Xingyiquan master, and the expression on his face was exceptionally wonderful at this moment.

To be precise, the two old boxers had only three points of excitement in their hearts, but more of them were sad.

Because they knew very well that although this young man possessed Wudang internal skills, he didn't understand martial arts at all. Even if he took the Xingyi Boxing Book, he only had four days to practice, let alone practice. Confronted Tony Feng on the ring.

If one and a half years later, he might still have a chance to challenge Tony Feng, then he is now on stage, purely looking for death.

As long as they think of this, the two old boxers will naturally feel sad, and the expressions on their faces will no longer be excited.

Lu Menglin obviously didn't care what others thought. He walked to the ring honestly, and under everyone's surprised eyes, he braced his arms and climbed to the edge of the ring.

To be honest, his movements are a bit ugly, at least not like a martial arts master, not at all.

But it is this seemingly unpretentious action on stage that has ignited hope in many people's hearts.

Could it be that the young man is a master at pretending to be pigs and tigers?

Definitely is!The more expert he is, the less unusual he is, he is deliberately paralyzing his opponent.

In any case, under Tony Feng's fierce flames, there are people who dare to climb the ring. This action itself is a great encouragement.

Tony Feng also saw this young man climbing into the ring, and he couldn't help but frown, because at his level, a fighter at his level would know the level of strength only by looking at a person's movements.

Although this guy who climbed into the ring is not clumsy, he definitely doesn't look like a master of martial arts, just an ordinary person who doesn't live or die.

"Are you the last challenger?" Although Tony Feng had already made a judgment, he still didn't dare to be careless and shouted in a deep voice.

Lu Menglin shook his head, first reached out and touched his chin, and then said with a smile, "Almost!"

"Okay! I will kill you!" Tony Feng was too lazy to talk nonsense with the other party, put on a Muay Thai posture, and said to himself.

"Wait a minute!" Lu Menglin quickly raised his hands and said loudly.

Perhaps because of his exaggeration, the surrounding audience booed suddenly.

I thought this was a real warrior. Who knew that he would raise his hand and surrender as soon as he came to power. He turned out to be a clown who was a grandstanding.

Many people cursed secretly in their hearts, and some even screamed on the spot.

"I came up to tell you that Chinese Kung Fu is very powerful. They can't beat you because they are not good enough, not because they are not good enough. Can you understand me when I say this?" Lu Menglin asked with a smile.

Tony Feng frowned. Of course he understood, and he didn't think he needed a little boy to teach himself such a superficial truth.

"You? Why tell me this? Kill you!" Tony Feng said angrily.

Facing the anger of the Muay Thai King, Lu Menglin didn't have the slightest fear, he still kept a smile on his face, and said with a small smile: "Don't worry! Listen to me to finish."

"As for me, I happen to know a little bit of kung fu, so I came up. However, the kung fu I practice is different from them. Do you know what inner strength is?" Lu Menglin said frankly.

Tony Feng frowned when he heard it, and didn't seem to be interested in listening to this kid.

The moment Tony Feng was about to take a shot, Lu Menglin suddenly took a deep breath.

The sound of this hissing breath was extremely loud, as if a long whale was absorbing water, long and powerful, and there was a humming between his chest and abdomen, extremely weird.

Under this suction, Tony Feng stopped on the spot with a suspicious face, and did not immediately attack.

Because anyone can hear that this sound is too unusual, how can a normal person inhale such an exaggerated effect in one breath?

Lu Menglin took a deep breath into his abdomen, and then slowly vomited it out.

This exhalation sound is like a mountain breeze blowing through the pine forest, slowly walking, rustling, implying a very harmonious rhythm in it, and it makes people feel comfortable.

Just between the breath and the breath, he heard so many movements, which made Tony Feng even more suspicious, and he didn't dare to act rashly.

Finally, Lu Menglin's breath ended, and his lower abdomen became flat and returned to normal.

"This is the method of tuna in Chinese Kung Fu. How about it, don't you? Do you want to learn it?" Lu Menglin laughed.

"Are you willing to teach me?" Tony Feng blurted out with a smile on his face.

He is an expert in martial arts. He is a master of Muay Thai and has practiced extremely advanced yoga skills. Only then can he dominate the fighting world. Of course, he can hear that this breathing method is extremely special and the path is not simple.

"Ha! Didn't you say that Chinese Kungfu is all fake handles? Why do you even want to learn fake handles?" Lu Menglin's words were like a knife, and he immediately grasped the other party's loopholes and laughed loudly.

With his smile, the Chinese around him also burst into laughter, suddenly confident.

This young man was right. Although Tony Feng had been depreciating Chinese Kungfu, his first reaction was to learn when the fun of Kungfu appeared, indicating that Chinese Kungfu was by no means as useless as what he stepped on.

Tony Feng was flushed with Lu Menglin's smile, and his face was suddenly pulled down, clenching his fists.

"You're looking for death! You are dead!" Tony Feng gritted his teeth angrily.

"Wait a minute. Don't do it! I still have something to say!" Seeing the other party's anger, Lu Menglin quickly stepped back and waved his hand again and again.

"What are you waiting for?" Tony Feng said with a sullen face.

"If you really want to learn this breathing method, I can actually teach you. But before that, how about letting you experience the power of this breathing method?" Lu Menglin shouted.

Among the martial arts masters in the audience, there are many people with brilliant eyesight. Hearing what Lu Menglin said, they were secretly anxious in their hearts.

This child clearly has internal breathing techniques, but he doesn't seem to know how to fight. If he really passes breathing techniques to Tony Feng, it will be over.

At this moment, Ye Tian and the old Xingyi boxer sitting in the wheelchair were also extremely worried, for fear that the kid on the stage would do something indignant.

"How do you want to experience it?" Tony Feng shouted with a sullen face.

Of course he understood that the brat's breathing technique was not bad, and it was normal for a martial artist to see Lie Xinxi in the face of clever techniques.

"Let’s say okay first, I’m not very good at martial arts, I only practiced for a few days. Otherwise, we will join hands, I will attack you to block, let you feel the power of inner strength, let’s stop by, give it a try, do you think How is it?" Lu Menglin smiled.

Tony Feng pondered for a moment, then thought for a while and said, "Yes."

He really wanted to give it a try. What kind of power would this kind of powerful breathing technique be used in actual combat? Moreover, he relied on himself with a copper skin and iron bones. It is also unimpeded.

"Okay! I only hit a punch, you can stop it, even if I lose. If you can't stop it, hehe! Of course it doesn't count as a loss." Lu Menglin smiled.

Everyone listened to him like tongue twisters, but after thinking about it carefully, it was indeed the case.

If he could really knock Tony Feng down with a punch, even if he didn't admit defeat, the opponent would have no face to stay on this stage.

So this boxing gambling, seems to be a real bet!

"If you lose, give me this breathing technique." Tony Feng said cheeky.

"Okay! Anyway, I don't know Kung Fu. If you win, I will pass it to you." Lu Menglin said with a smile.

Such a simple exchange between the two is considered to have settled the rules of gambling.

Tony Feng nodded and closed his elbows. The elbow bones were like an iron shield, easily blocking the door.

Human elbows have always been the hardest, and the elbow bones of Muay Thai fighters have been specially tempered, far exceeding the hardness of ordinary people, let alone Tony Feng’s elbows.

Under normal circumstances, even if it is hit hard with a hammer, there will only be a sound of golden and iron humming, which is difficult to shake.

Tony Feng's elbow-covered face is also called in the Muay Thai fighting technique, called the iron shield face, which is indestructible.