I Am King

Chapter 281 The competition begins. Ends

The sound of "Knock, knock, knock" on the door stopped the cursing of several people in the room. Qin Feng walked over and opened the door.

There's no way around it. He hasn't gotten to the position yet, and he'll have to rely on the people in the private room to help him get to the position. At this time, he still has to behave himself according to the rules. Everything will be discussed after he gets to the position and can set the rules.

"Boss Lian is here, please come in."

After the door opened, Qin Feng saw that the person coming was Lian Haolong, and he immediately welcomed him in with a smile. However, Lian Haolong was not so happy to see him. He just learned from the bettor that the people from Dongxing had also placed bets, and they had 10 million bets on Gao Gang to win. Without Qin Feng's 10 million, he would have made a lot of money in this game, but now he can only tie the win and loss, which means that this game was a wedding dress for Dongxing.

"Your duel with Tian Hong is about to begin. Do you want to get ready?"

After entering the private room, Lian Haolong greeted Luotuo first before looking at Qin Feng again.

"No, I just want to warm up. Since even you are here, let's get started."

"what ever."

Seeing Qin Feng's indifferent look, Lian Haolong was secretly happy, thinking that as long as he didn't lose too badly, he had been training Luo Tianhong's martial arts in recent days, and thought of many ways to break Qin Feng's last knife on Huoshizhou. But seeing Qin Feng's arrogant look, he felt that if Luo Tianhong tried harder, he might not lose. If he could find Qin Feng's loopholes, he might even win.

After saying hello to Luotuo and Situ Haonan, Qin Feng walked out of the private room, went downstairs, took off his suit, threw it to Feng Yuxiu, and then strode towards the boxing ring.

When they arrived at the boxing ring, Luo Tianhong had not arrived yet. Qin Feng unbuttoned two buttons of his shirt and rolled up his clothes to his wrists. When he took off the gold watch on his hand, Luo Tianhong also walked to the bottom of the boxing ring. Without waiting for Qin Feng to say anything, this guy grabbed the guardrail rope with one hand and rolled over to the boxing ring.

[Fuck, it's just a boxing ring, but you're acting like you're in a movie. What's the point?]

Qin Feng cursed in his heart, not caring at all about how he was even more showy when he got on the ring just now. He just used the guardrail rope to gain some force with his kick, and he got on the ring almost like flying, causing exclamations from the people around him.

"I don't want to take advantage of you. I practice swordsmanship, so you should pick a weapon."

"Don't bother. Are you ready? If you are, just start right away."

Qin Feng replied lazily. In front of Luo Tianhong, he looked full of flaws.

"......In that case, if I win this duel, you can come back and take the knife and fight me again."

As he spoke, Luo Tianhong slowly drew out the eight-sided Han sword in his hand and casually threw the wooden scabbard under the boxing ring.

"let's start."

"it is good."

Qin Feng simply said a word, and as soon as he finished speaking, he rushed directly towards Luo Tianhong, and when Qin Feng moved, Luo Tianhong also rushed towards Qin Feng, and soon the two met in the middle of the boxing ring, in the direction of Luo Tianhong. Qin Feng's speed was really too fast, and most of Luo Tianhong's kung fu was on sword, so his steps were not as fast as Qin Feng's springy legs. When the two met, Qin Feng's strength had been accumulated, and Luo Tianhong's expected sword position had not yet arrived, but Qin Feng's man had already arrived in front of him and hit him in the chest with a palm. Luo Tianhong could only hastily swing his sword towards Qin Feng's arm. This sword was a feint, he didn't use much strength at all, and he didn't think he could hit Qin Feng. As long as Qin Feng stepped back and the two of them had enough distance, his next sword move would be a killing move.

Qin Feng also saw this sword, but he had no intention of dodging and retreating. He still struck Luo Tianhong's chest with his palm. Luo Tianhong's eyes suddenly condensed [What does he mean? Even if I get hit by this palm, I can only be seriously injured and recover, but his tendons will definitely be damaged by me. Even if I can recover, I may be disabled? ].

Thinking this in his mind, in a flash, Luo Tianhong increased the strength of his sword-wielding arm, and the fake move turned into a real move. The original lob turned into a diagonal chop. This time Luo Tianhong was confident that he could directly chop off Qin Feng's arm. He wanted to see whether Qin Feng's palm was faster or his own sword was faster.

It sounds slow, but all this happened in just a moment. What Luo Tianhong didn't expect was that as his strength increased, Qin Feng suddenly changed his moves, changing his palms into claws, and grabbed upwards. In Luo Tianhong's shocked eyes, he grabbed Luo Tianhong's Eight-sided Han Sword. Then Luo Tianhong felt a huge force coming from the sword. He subconsciously grasped the hilt of the sword, but he didn't expect this huge force at all. As he gripped the hilt of the sword, he was pulled towards Qin Feng's direction. After he was dragged forward two steps, Qin Feng's other hand swung out a palm, which had already imprinted on his chest. This time, Luo Tianhong felt that he could no longer hold the hilt of the sword. A sharp pain spread in his chest. He felt that his ribs should be broken, and a mouthful of blood unconsciously flowed into his throat...