The Richest Man in the DC World

There are more than 50 people, dozens of sects, and the total number is over a thousand.

What does Luke Shaw want so many people to do?

Lian Qigong said condensedly,

"We don't do anything illegal."

"Don't worry, just shout slogans and make a big splash, don't kill people, don't set fires, how are you, answer or not."

Lian Qigong couldn't decide, looked at the others, and everyone gathered together to discuss in a low voice. After some exchanges,

"As long as we don't kill people or set fires, we can agree."

"Then it's settled."

Dirk laughed, and the task given to him by the young master was completed.

After the conditions are set, the competition officially begins.

Ah Jiu and Chen Feng walked onto the makeshift arena and stopped four meters apart. The reporters took out their cameras one after another, and several local radio stations broadcast live.

There was some noise around, but it didn't affect Ah Jiu and Chen Feng.

The former is pure-hearted and only knows how to eat and fight, while the latter is a pure boxer who spends half his life practicing martial arts, sometimes without saying a word for several days.

After confirming that both sides are ready, the referee waved,

"The competition begins!"

When the words fell, Ah Jiu landed on all fours and rushed forward quickly. Chen Feng put on an ancient fist technique, his eyes were steady, and he stared straight ahead.

Ah Jiu was extremely fast. When he reached Chen Feng, he suddenly turned around and waved his claws from the right.

The claws ripped apart the air, which was frighteningly fast, but Chen Feng seemed to have expected it long ago. He moved his left leg backwards, avoiding the claws, and suddenly charged forward, punching straight at the gap.

boom!

The fist was blocked by the arm, and the powerful force made Ah Jiu retreat again and again.

"it is good!"

The crowd cheered loudly, the smile on Dirk's face disappeared, and his eyes were full of seriousness.

"What a solid basic skill, what a hard fist!"

After taking advantage of it, Chen Feng didn't pursue him, he still kept his horse steady and stood still.

Ah Jiu's eyes became fierce, and he circled around the opponent, landing on all fours like a beast in a prey state.

After four laps in a row, he suddenly rushed forward and stopped strangely two meters in front of Chen Feng.

The yellow-faced man's complexion changed slightly, and he quickly stepped back. The young man pressed closer, not far or near, always keeping a distance of two meters.

Ah Jiu grew up in barren mountains and knows how to deal with prey in the simplest and most effective way, but these methods may not be effective for humans, but he is a guy with great fighting talent. The way humans fight.

Distance is a weak link for human beings. Due to the lack of explosive power, two meters is already the limit of ordinary people's attack, but for Ah Jiu, it is just the beginning.

Chen Feng was forced to feel uncomfortable by him. He couldn't help shouting loudly. The iron fist that wrapped his inner breath smashed forward with all his strength.

Ah Jiu hurriedly dodged.

When the punch failed, Chen Feng turned his fist into a claw and grabbed it towards the door.

This trick is a tricky trick, and it falls on the position where Ah Jiu will retreat.

boom!

The arm raised, blocking the claws, Chen Feng's eyes shone brightly, and he burst out with all his strength, his fingers rattled, as if he was about to crush Ah Jiu's arm.

In the next second, a huge force rushed out.

Ah Jiu broke free with her strength, and grabbed the opponent's wrist with her backhand. That hand was even more terrifying. With just one blow, the entire arm was twisted.

The right hand was in severe pain and could not lift any strength.

Chen Feng's pupils shrank, and he was shocked and angry. For this battle, he repeatedly watched the video and studied Ah Jiu's fighting style.

He is also a ruthless man, he simply gave up his right hand, clasped the opponent's shoulder, and hit him with his head.

Boom!

The two heads collided heavily, not to mention the parties involved, the onlookers felt pain.

Ah Jiu's head was dizzy from this blow, and her body shook. Chen Feng was slightly better. He had practiced iron head skills and could withstand the shock force. While the opponent was still awake, he added his fists and feet to beat the boy back continuously.

The cheers were deafening, and several old people couldn't help leaning forward.

Dirk's expression changed slightly,

"This kid won't lose!"

next moment,

Hu Xiao exploded in mid-air.

The tragic murderous aura swept across the stadium, and everyone couldn't help but stand on end, like encountering a vicious tiger that devoured people.

A Jiu who fell to the ground suddenly burst out and punched Chen Feng in the chest.

Snapped!

The clothes cracked inch by inch, and the latter flew out directly, with a fist mark on his chest, and the surrounding purple blood vessels were like cobwebs.

The air was eerily quiet.

Everyone was stunned, and Lian Qigong said tremblingly,

"Tiger...Tiger..."

Ah Jiu walked towards Chen Feng step by step, her blood-red eyes exuding murderous intent, and when she stared intently, she could vaguely see the phantom of the tiger.

Wave after wave of murderous aura swept all around, and a few timid audience members collapsed to the ground, the corners of their mouths trembling, and liquid came out from their lower bodies.

At this time, Ah Jiu was human on the outside, but inside he began to turn into a beast.

Chen Feng vomited blood, and the calm in his eyes disappeared, full of despair,

"I admit defeat, admit defeat."

He used all his strength to roar, but Ah Jiu didn't say anything, every step stepped on his heart.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Zhao Cheng said sharply,

"Quickly stop your people, we will admit defeat."

Dirk sneered in his heart: Stop Ah Jiu? What a joke, no one dares to stop him except the young master and Miss Danvers.

The kid went crazy, but the six parents didn't recognize him.

At the same time, in the restaurant, Linda, who was watching the battle through the screen, frowned.

"Can he make it through?"

"Difficult, almost impossible."

Ah Jiu's temperament is that of a beast, and she can't control herself, let alone anything else.

Linda sighed, "I shouldn't have listened to you. It's alright now. With so many cameras on, once he starts killing people, it's up to you to deal with it."

"Don't worry, he won't kill anyone."

"Eva."

"Understood, young master."

The clothes Ah Jiu was wearing burst out with strong biological pulses, which acted on the nervous system and stunned him directly.

The boy fell to the ground with a bang, and the murderous aura that permeated the surroundings disappeared.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief in unison, Zhao Cheng looked at Dirk inexplicably,

"This is……"

The latter spread his hands, "You said, let me stop him, that's the only way."

"What about the result of the match?"

Zhao Cheng's eyes were hopeful, and several old people also became eager.

Ah Jiu was in a coma. Although Chen Feng was seriously injured, he still remained awake. In principle...

Dirk sneered,

"Why, I want to go back and regret, okay, I'll wake him up now, let's continue to compare."

After speaking, get up and go down.

Everyone was in a hurry and could only say bitterly,

"We lost, we admit it, but there is something I want to ask, is the tiger howl just now the rumored tiger evil mantra."

The voice fell, and all eyes gathered, showing strong curiosity.

Dirk was proud of himself, coughed a few times pretending to be serious, and then said calmly,

"That's right, Ah Jiu has practiced exactly the Tiger Demon Classic, a top-level exercise that is rumored to be comparable to Tian Shi Ce."