As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar. Although several hours had passed, no one had recovered from the fierce competition.

The underground ring match held tonight was extremely fierce. Several people were beaten to death, and countless others were injured. It was really hard to fight, and there was blood everywhere. There was a faint feeling in the whole place.

The smell of blood.

It's really a hundred times more exciting than any game I've seen before.

Some people made a lot of money by setting up a gambling bureau, while others almost lost everything because of the losses. Some people were really happy and some were sad.

Master Chen invited some Indian masters from nowhere, and completely crushed the masters invited by Master Tan, immediately pushing the game to its hottest moment.

Soon everyone will face the biggest gambling game to determine who is the strongest tonight.

However, this means that there will be more brutal fighting, and it is also the most exciting final few games.

Everyone's eyes widened, their blood was racing and their eyes were red. Many people had quietly started to place heavy bets on the Indian master.

Everyone had seen the strength of the Indian master just now. Jiang Haixiao was so powerful that he could break the pillars on the ring with one punch, but he was knocked over by the Indian master in just a few blows, and all the bones in his body were broken.

It broke. It is estimated that if this Indian master can win the first place tonight, he will not run away.

Then you don't have to bet all your money on this Indian master, you will definitely make a fortune.

Under the leadership of the host, the Indian master was brought to the largest arena that had not been used tonight.

All the spotlights are gathered here.

The host looked very excited while holding the microphone, and said in very encouraging and stimulating language: "Everyone, welcome friends from all over the world to participate in this martial arts competition. Now the martial arts competition is about to come to an end, but we fought out

A dark horse is Singh, a jiu-jitsu master from India! Everyone welcomes Singh with the warmest applause!"

At this time, the stands were already overcrowded, with thunderous applause and everyone in the stadium gathered here. Even though there were no seats left, some wealthy people would rather stand than move their eyes away.

The most exciting and brutal competition is about to begin. No one knows that there is no one who can compete with Singer. Many people have begun to place bets on Singer, preparing to make a fortune.

After a pause, the host then continued: "Dear friends, and friends who came to participate in this challenge, who dares to challenge this jujitsu master Singh from India? If not, then 10 million

The bounty will fall into the hands of Singer. Whoever defeats Singer will be the leader tonight. Ten million is at your fingertips, friends!"

As soon as the host finished speaking, everyone's eyes glanced around to see who dared to stand up and challenge the Indian jiu-jitsu master.

Mr. Chen was sitting at the front of the ring, always maintaining a calm smile on his face. He was really proud of himself.

The various masters who participated in the competition just now have also seen the cruelty of the Indian Jiu-Jitsu master here. The result of being defeated by him was so tragic that even if he gave in on the spot, he would not let him go. All the bones in his body were broken.

Even if he survives, he will probably be disabled for life and lie in bed for the rest of his life.

The price is too high. For 10 million, no one dares to go up and die.

People in the martial arts world in China still have some rules to speak of. Although the fights are fierce, they also know the principle of keeping a line in life so that they can meet each other easily in the future. Unless two people are equally matched, they will kill someone as a last resort.

But this Indian master obviously won't do this, and he won't show any kindness to others. After making money, he will go directly back to his hometown in India, and there will be no place to take revenge.

The host shouted several times, but still no one dared to come on stage, and immediately said: "Well, it seems that I am dissatisfied with China. There is not a single heroic son or daughter who dares to come up to challenge this Indian master. Then tonight's

The leader is Singer..."

"I come!"

Before the host could finish his words, someone in the crowd suddenly shouted loudly and walked towards the ring. The spotlight immediately swept towards that person. Only then did everyone see the man who dared to go on stage to challenge Singer.

The person in question turned out to be a young man in his thirties, with short hair, wearing a blue-gray top, gray trousers, and a pair of cloth shoes with thousand-layer soles. He walked towards the ring with light steps.

He went straight to the opposite side of the Indian master and stopped only three meters away.

"Okay! It seems that we Chinese people are not willing to be humiliated, and we don't want to let these ten million fall into the hands of this Indian master Singh. Who will win and who will lose? Friends, please wait and see. You can start placing bets now."

With that, the host quickly walked off the stage.

At this moment, the only challengers left on the huge ring were the challenger who had just taken the stage, and the Indian master Singh.

The atmosphere was unusually solemn. Everyone stopped their movements, did not dare to make a sound, and stared at the two people on the stage in shock.

At this moment, even Mr. Tan didn't dare to place a bet, because Jiang Tsunxiao had been beaten to death by Na Xing and was taken away by his own people. No one told him who would win in this fight.

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Therefore, at this moment, Mr. Tan could only turn his head and look at Ge Yu behind him as if asking for help. From the beginning to the end, Ge Yu sat there motionless, not saying a word, nor making any remarks to anyone.

In my opinion, I only open my eyes occasionally to look at certain people, such as Mr. Chen in the field and the Indian master who came just now.

Ge Yu is still waiting, waiting for the peerless master behind the Guan family to come to power. These people are still not in Ge Yu's eyes, not even Singer, who is currently in the limelight.

Seeing that Ge Yu had no reaction, Mr. Tan couldn't reveal Ge Yu's identity because Mr. Chen happened to be sitting next to him, so he coughed dryly and asked in a tone like a boss asking his subordinates: "Xiao Yu, look

Let’s see who can win this competition?”

Ge Yu raised his head and glanced at Mr. Tan, and after a while he said: "Indian Asan."

Although the voice was small, Master Tan heard it. He still believed Ge Yu's words. After all, he had seen his methods with his own eyes. He was finally relieved and hurriedly followed one of his subordinates.

Said: "Give me a bet on that Indian master, 20 million!"

The subordinate got Master Tan's order and quickly left here to place bets.
Chapter completed!