Chapter 411: Taking the Stage

Qin Yang really needs the spiritual source to strengthen himself now.

However, he did not put the spiritual source away, but whispered in Zhao He's ear: "Go to Uncle Dong and borrow some spiritual source tonight."

"Borrow as much as you can, and then bet it all on me."

This is his real purpose tonight.

Zhao He is his good friend, and betting on him will not arouse any suspicion.

"This" Zhao He hesitated.

"Don't believe me?" Qin Yang asked.

"Okay!"

"I'll bet with you once!"

Zhao He nodded in a deep voice.

Although he had never seen Qin Yang fighting with bare hands.

But for some reason, Qin Yang had such an aura that made people choose to believe him.

"Don't worry. I will definitely win."

"Because I, Qin Yang, have never lost."

Qin Yang said softly.

"Didn't you lose your memory?"

"How do you know that I have never lost."

Zhao He asked curiously.

Qin Yang's eyes froze for a moment, then he shook his head and said, "Although I don't remember, I am so confident."

"Okay."

"I really want to know what kind of person you were before."

Zhao He was very curious.

"I will definitely know."

"I will tell you when I recover my memory."

Qin Yang smiled.

"Yeah."

"Then I look forward to it."

Zhao He laughed.

The next day.

The competition Qin Yang was going to participate in was naturally a low-level boxing match, which would only be held during the day.

There were only a few thousand people sitting in the huge arena.

Zhao He came over naturally.

Not only him, Dong Dahai also sat next to Zhao He.

"Zhao He, why did Qin Yang suddenly want to participate in the boxing match?"

Dong Dahai asked in confusion.

Yesterday Zhao He came to him to borrow a large amount of spiritual energy.

Dong Dahai did not lend it out immediately, but kept asking questions.

He was afraid that Zhao He had gone to the casino.

Under his repeated questioning, Zhao He had no choice but to tell the truth.

Dong Dahai only learned that he asked him to borrow spiritual energy to bet on Qin Yang.

In the end, he still lent out the spiritual energy and followed Zhao He to watch Qin Yang's match.

"I don't know either."

"Anyway, he suddenly wanted to go."

Zhao He smiled bitterly.

He really couldn't figure it out.

"I hope he can win."

"I lent you all my coffin book."

Dong Dahai said helplessly.

"Uncle Dong, don't worry."

"Qin Yang will definitely win, and I'll give you a share later."

Zhao He smiled.

"It's easier said than done."

"The people participating in the boxing match are all desperate criminals."

Dong Dahai said in a deep voice.

"But Uncle Dong, didn't you lend me the money?"

"It shows that you still have confidence in Qin Yang."

Zhao He saw through Dong Dahai's thoughts.

"Then you must have seen the scenes of him killing people before. You know he is not simple."

"Even if it is a tiger that has lost its memory, it is still a tiger after all."

Dong Dahai said seriously.

"I also want to see how strong Qin Yang is in fighting."

Zhao He's eyes were also full of expectations.

But Qin Yang was not the first to appear today.

He was scheduled for the third low-level boxing match, and could only sit in the lounge and wait quietly.

More than an hour later, the first two matches were finally over.

After a short break, the match started again.

This time, it was finally Qin Yang's turn!

"Okay!"

"Everyone, welcome back to the match."

"This match is going to be great, with Blood Tiger Fist Shen Wen fighting Qin Yang."

"Everyone should know that Blood Tiger Fist has accumulated 19 wins so far."

"He only needs to win one more match to be promoted to the middle-level boxing match!"

"And his opponent Qin Yang is a newcomer, but his boxing skills are also very superb and his strength is not bad."

"It must be another exciting match."

The host introduced the situation of both sides passionately.

"This guy doesn't even have a nickname. He looks like cannon fodder, paving the way for Shen Wen."

"I think so too. Even a blind man knows who to bet on."

"Hehe, this is good. I can make a little money."

Listening to the conversation of the audience nearby, Zhao He and Dong Dahai's eyes became ugly.

"It seems that Qin Yang's opponent seems to be very powerful."

Dong Dahai frowned.

"Uncle Dong, I have bet on Lingyuan."

"We have no way out."

"Besides, everyone is optimistic about Shen Wen, so our odds will be better."

Zhao He thought this was a good thing.

"Yeah."

"I hope Qin Yang can win."

Dong Dahai also became nervous.

At this moment, Qin Yang's figure suddenly appeared on the big screen.

He was seen wearing a black sportswear and walked directly onto the ring.

His opponent, Blood Tiger Fist Shen Wen, also appeared at this time.

He was a tall and thin man with a fierce face, and his eyes were even more brutal.

"I didn't expect that there would be a new guy willing to fight me."

"Boy, admit defeat now."

"Otherwise I will tear your neck apart."

Shen Wen grinned.

"Then you have to work harder."

Qin Yang smiled.

"Interesting."

"It seems like another guy who is not afraid of death."

Shen Wen narrowed his eyes.

"Begin!"

The host announced the start of the match directly.

Swish!

Shen Wen started to fight while the host was talking.

This behavior is similar to false start.

But in this kind of boxing match where the rules are not very strict, no one will care about these.

Generally, only veteran boxers will use this kind of trick to directly suppress the opponent.

Shen Wen's attack speed was extremely fast, and his left hand was like a bloody tiger claw, grabbing Qin Yang's neck diagonally.

Bang!

Qin Yang's body slightly raised back, and he narrowly avoided Shen Wen's attack.

At the same time, he punched with his right hand, hitting Shen Wen's ribs with great force.

Shen Wen was shocked. He didn't expect Qin Yang's counterattack to be so fast. He swung his left hand down violently, trying to grab Qin Yang's wrist.

But Qin Yang's punch was just a feint, and he didn't use any force at all. He directly put away his right fist, raised his left elbow, and pushed forward fiercely!

Arhat hits the bell!

This posture is very full of force.

The fierceness of the Arhat Fist was like a bell pestle, smashing out fiercely!

Bang! !

Shen Wen screamed, his chest collapsed fiercely, and was knocked five or six meters away.

"Cough cough cough~~"

Shen Wen vomited blood and tried to struggle to stand up.

But it was useless to struggle, and he couldn't stand up at all.

"This kid is so fierce!"

"I misjudged him. I thought he was a cannon fodder, but he turned out to be a big tiger."

"Shen Wen is in trouble this time!"

"My spiritual source just now is pitiful."

The audience at the scene sighed.

They didn't expect that a newcomer could solve Shen Wen so easily.

Zhao He and Dong Dahai were naturally ecstatic.

"Uncle Dong, I said Qin Yang would win!"

Zhao He was so excited that he almost cheered.

"I didn't expect that in addition to his accurate gun skills, his boxing skills are so powerful!"

Dong Dahai was shocked.

He didn't understand the moves that Qin Yang and Shen Wen competed with.

But judging from the scene, Qin Yang completely crushed him. (End of this chapter)