Chapter 136
Boom—!
Someone couldn't help but swallow hard, trembling inside.
Too strong!
These two guys, how can their strength be so terrifying!
One leg clashing head-on, it could be called explosive, his Heavy Leg Limit Explosive Power absolutely exceeds one ton!
How can one person's leg strength reach such a level?
Many weak 'Piglets' only felt their heads humming.
Qilin stomped his foot, stabilizing his retreating momentum.
He took a deep breath, glaring fixedly at Chen Jie, and said in a deep voice:
"I started martial arts at six, killed a man at twelve, and at twenty I swept through the Northeast with no equal!"
"Until now, I have never lost!"
"In the Domestic Martial Arts Circle, I challenged Tong Baichuan and Yue Hailong, but unfortunately they cared about their reputations and disdained to accept my challenge."
"But I, Qilin, have never put those two in my eyes, what 'Twelve Heavenly Kings' are all stepping on horses, mere fame-seekers, not worth a single blow!"
"But that kick of yours just now, I, Qilin, have to admire!"
Qilin did not obtain a Professional Boxer License, so he could not participate in the professional boxing matches of the Domestic Martial Arts Circle.
"Haha... coming to the 'Wa State Concentration Camp' this time was indeed the right choice! This is the life I want!"
What is he trying to do?
To be honest,
On the entire Evaluation Plaza, including the five 'Stewards', were all present.
But the aura erupting from Qilin at this moment, and his terrifying combat power, made everyone around not dare to speak!
"Haha... not gambling with me? Then today I'll kill you, or you kill me!"
"If a person isn't reckless in youth, it's a waste to come to this world! I must conquer the entire 'Wa State Concentration Camp', and trample all six 'Stewards' under my feet."
But to be honest, Qilin's strength is indeed very strong.
No... should say it's outrageously strong.
But unfortunately,
"I won, from now on you are my little brother, I tell you to do something, you do it."
Only to see Qilin acting like a madman, his whole person appearing extremely domineering, giving people a terrifying sense of oppression.
"You tell me to go east, I will definitely not go west!"
At this moment Qilin appeared extremely domineering, arrogant, and looking down on everyone.
"You win, I, Qilin, from now on will follow you, you are my big brother!"
"A Long, shall we open the 'Blood Arena' and bet on a match?"
"The killing intent on you makes me feel a terrifying sense of crisis, from the moment I saw you last night, I have been observing you!"
At this time Qilin's tone was aggressive and pressing.
"A Long! Just now I observed everyone on the entire Evaluation Plaza, those qualified to fight me, no more than ten!"
As a result,
Qilin had top-level kung fu but his fame was pitifully low.
Chen Jie naturally could not avoid the fight.
Qilin laughed wildly.
Perhaps because his personality was too arrogant and too conceited, his combat power was too fierce, he struck without restraint, and had beaten people to death!
So even in underground boxing, many people hearing his name refused to fight him.
At least before this, Chen Jie had never heard of the name 'Qilin'.
After saying that,
So,
In the Domestic Martial Arts Circle, Qilin had no fame at all.
Additionally,
Qilin's strength absolutely reached the level of Yue Hailong and Tong Baichuan, the heads of the Domestic Martial Arts Circle's 'Twelve Heavenly Kings'.
But seeing Qilin at this moment, Chen Jie realized he seemed to have underestimated the top experts of the domestic circle.
A warlike madman like Qilin, whoever provokes him, whoever is unlucky.
If possible, no one likes to provoke such a madman.
Chen Jie said calmly: "What do you want to bet with me?"
With the combat power Qilin just displayed with that Heavy Leg Killing Move, he is one level stronger than the Nichi Island person Funakoshi Masao!
That is to say,
Bet on lives?
Is your life so worthless?
"I want to conquer the 'Wa State Concentration Camp', you will become my greatest obstacle!"
To be honest.
Chen Jie frowned, saying in a deep voice: "What if I don't bet?"
"But you, you are the most special one, I can't see through you!"
Originally Chen Jie always thought there were no experts in the Domestic Martial Arts Circle.
Qilin took a deep breath, and said loudly:
"Bring out your peak combat power and fight me."
Chen Jie felt speechless; this guy was indeed a madman.
On the plaza of nearly ten thousand people, experts were as numerous as clouds, and ruthless characters were too many to count!
He actually, in front of everyone, shouted that he would sweep away the stewards of the six districts, wanting to trample the six great 'Stewards' underfoot!
Too arrogant.
Taking on a little brother would be fine too; although this little brother was a bit fierce, he was single-minded and wouldn't have any ill intentions.
Thus,
Chen Jie said calmly: "Although I never thought of being a big brother, but... since you want to be my little brother so much, today I accept your challenge!"
"Come... fight! Today I'll fight until you're completely convinced!"
Clatter...
As soon as the words fell, everyone around was invigorated!
There was a good show to watch!
Spectacular!
Just now Chen Jie clashed with Qilin in a hard exchange of leg techniques; that powerful force made everyone tremble with fear.
In everyone's heart, they were secretly assessing the two's peak combat power.
Not to mention anything else, just based on Chen Jie easily killing the Fifth District's 'Steward' Ruan Mingjue, his peak combat power absolutely wasn't weaker than the six great Stewards!
Qilin was the same, decisive in killing, actually exchanging a hard leg technique with Chen Jie, evenly matched!
So,
Their two combat powers weren't inferior to the six great Stewards.
However, who was stronger or weaker between the two, that was hard to judge; one had to fight to know.
A peak showdown of this level was rare even in the 'Wa State Concentration Camp'.
At this moment.
When hearing that the two were about to start a spectacular peak showdown.
The two great Stewards Wang Hou and Park Jintae, who were originally angry, both brought their subordinates and quickly retreated!
Others also retreated, making room for a wider space.
"Haha... interesting! I haven't seen such a spectacular peak showdown for a long time!"
"Taking advantage of having time today, I'll come join the fun too, haha...!"
At this moment, a loud laugh rang out.
Only to see a middle-aged man with a resolute face, wearing local armed forces 'General' clothing, followed by two rows of fully armed armed personnel, walking over.
From the clothing on his body, it could be judged that this person's status in the entire 'Wa State Concentration Camp' was not low.
Although his laugh was hearty, giving people a very generous feeling.
But.
Everyone around saw this person appear and retreated several steps again, not daring to make noise.
These armed personnel behind him were tall and mighty, with sharp eyes; every one was a ruthless character who killed without blinking, elites among elites.
South Korean Park Jintae, after seeing the middle-aged man wearing the 'General' uniform, laughed and said with a fawning face:
"Being able to watch the fun with Chief of Staff Sir is our honor!"
The middle-aged man wearing the 'General' uniform raised his head and glanced at Park Jintae.
The smile on his face grew even more, seeming to be very pleased with Park Jintae's flattery!
"Someone, bring a few chairs for the Stewards; today everyone enjoy watching a peak showdown!"
After speaking,
The middle-aged man turned his head to look to the side, smiling and saying:
"Tony, Watanabe Ichiro, Amrahan, Wang Hou, come over and sit!"
A moment later,
Only to see a tall and mighty man, with a cold face, like a fierce tiger, come to the middle-aged man's right side and sit down.
Tony!
Wa State Concentration Camp's First Strongest, and also Thailand South's most mysterious Muay Thai King, combat power unfathomable!
Another person, similarly tall and large, but appearing gloomy, like a wild wolf, sat at the middle-aged man's left position.
Watanabe Ichiro!
Wa State Concentration Camp's second-ranked Ruthless Person, and also Japan's top 'King of Fighting' among them, said to be one of Japan's largest organization 'Yamaguchi-gumi's' Gold Medal Fighters.
Indian Amrahan's height didn't appear tall, but he was very cold, giving people a 'strangers keep out' sense of distance.
Except Fifth District Steward Ruan Shixiong went to the hospital and wasn't here.
The other five districts' Stewards all sat by the middle-aged man wearing the 'General' uniform.
Thus it can be seen, this middle-aged man's status in the 'Wa State Concentration Camp' was extraordinary.
Chief of Staff!
Equivalent to the second-in-command of the entire 'Wa State Concentration Camp' private armed force.
Speaking of which,
The private armed forces in Southeast Asia were relatively disorganized in their establishment.
Don't think that just because someone is called 'General', they are a commander leading a hundred thousand troops.
Actually, they might just be a private armed force within a village, with over a hundred people and over a hundred guns combined, and they dare to call themselves 'General'!
Of course,
Being called "Chief of Staff" inside the "Wa State Concentration Camp," his identity and status were naturally not low.
After Fat Man Wang Hou sat down, a signature smile appeared on his face, and he said with a smile:
"Chief of Staff, this Peak Showdown is a rare sight; the combat power of these two guys is something to look forward to!"
"Taking advantage of this opportunity, how about a game?"
"Anyway, being idle is being idle!"
The fat man's smiling appearance always gave people a very comfortable feeling when he spoke.
Upon hearing this, the Chief of Staff burst into laughter.
"Fat man, you're still thinking about my newly opened Jade Mine? Fine, I also want to stimulate myself today; I'll bet one-tenth of the equity of the new mine!"
Hiss!
Upon hearing this, the five Stewards around them couldn't help but take a deep breath, their eyes shining.
One-tenth equity of the Jade Mine!
Such a big hand!
Betting so much, how to follow?
Several Stewards fell silent all at once, not daring to speak again.
The Chief of Staff's one-tenth share of the new mine was worth at least over one hundred million!
And it was Mei Yuan!
Although several Stewards were quite wealthy, where could they come up with so much money?
In everyone's eyes, the Chief of Staff was a BOSS; their wealth couldn't compare.
Seeing several Stewards embarrassed, the Chief of Staff burst into laughter.
"Haha... alright, I won't tease you anymore; a small bet of one million Mei Yuan, I'll be the banker."
Fat Man Wang Hou and the other four Stewards immediately became interested.
South Korean Park Jintae said with a smile:
"Good! Since the Chief of Staff is the banker, I'll place my bet first! One million Mei Yuan, I bet on... that guy, what's his name? Qilin... yes, Qilin! I bet on him winning!"
Tony and Watanabe Ichiro said little, and both bet on Qilin winning.
Fat Man Wang Hou laughed and said: "Why are you all betting on Qilin? I have no other skills, but I'm quite accurate at judging people; I bet one million Mei Yuan on 'A Long' winning."
The Chief of Staff's face remained smiling.
As the banker, looking at the betting ratio of the five Stewards, it was one to four.
If Qilin won this Peak Showdown, the Chief of Staff would lose three million Mei Yuan.
Once 'A Long' won, he would win three million Mei Yuan.
Although this amount of money meant nothing to him, it gave him a bit of interest.
On the Evaluation Plaza,
Qilin and Chen Jie both did not strike first.
Swish!
Qilin stepped diagonally half a step with his foot, his gaze becoming solemn.
His center of gravity sank, his feet bent slightly, his arms hung naturally, his whole body leaned forward, his gaze diagonally staring at Chen Jie's Middle Line.
Simultaneously,
the toe of his other leg hooked up, like the posture of a leopard pouncing forward, looking very strange.
However,
in an instant, his whole body's aura suddenly changed.
No longer sharp-edged, no longer frenzied.
Accumulating Momentum!
That's right, at this moment Qilin began Accumulating Momentum, his Fighting Spirit Reaching Peak.
Hiss!
Everyone around, even dozens of meters away, couldn't help but take a deep breath after feeling Qilin's aura.
The atmosphere became solemn, giving people an extremely strong Oppression.
Next,
everyone's gaze was fixed on the two, expecting the upcoming Peak Showdown.
Chen Jie also stepped half a step with his foot, unfolding the Xingyi Quan Attack and Defense Stance, without the slightest Contempt for Enemy.
Boom!
Just at this moment, Qilin's foot pedaled back.
His Accumulating Momentum Reached Peak, his whole body like a taut giant bow, instantly exploding, attacking first.
A Rush Step Kick, like a Battle Knife Unsheathed, aura like a rainbow.
His leg muscles suddenly exerted force, a powerful Leg Technique that destroyed everything in its path, kicking toward Chen Jie's Middle Line.
Terrifying Kick speed, fierce strength!
One leg exploded, Unstoppable, as if to destroy everything in front with one leg!
Chen Jie still maintained the Xingyi Quan Attack and Defense Stance, Center of Gravity Sink, Foot gripping the ground.
Woo woo!
The fierce strength whistled over.
Qilin's Kick speed was unbelievably fast, full of Explosive Power!
Just as his leg was about to approach Chen Jie, Chen Jie's foot moved!
His waist instantly twisted to generate power, simultaneously his foot stomped the ground, bounced, alternating repeatedly.
Xingyi Footwork — Cold Chicken Step!
Looking at it, Chen Jie's demeanor at this moment was just like a big rooster in the cold winter season, frozen so it supported its body on one leg, the other foot tucked into its feathers for warmth.
Both feet alternating repeatedly, treading forward on tiptoe, yet his body was Stable as Mount Tai.
One leg tops two legs, lateral clamping power, Accumulating Momentum ready to erupt.
The instant Qilin's Heavy Leg kicked over, Chen Jie's arm reached forward, then hooked!
Bang...!
A muffled sound rang out!
Leverage Counter-Shock, striking later but arriving first!
Chen Jie's feet didn't move a thread, Qilin's body Suffered Force Rebound, unexpectedly flying backward through the air.
However,
Qilin seemed to have anticipated this long ago, this Stomp Kick was originally just a Trial.
The instant his single foot landed, his foot bounced once.
Swish...!
Only to see his body borrowing the Rebound force, like a Cannonball leaving the barrel, an aerial Sweep Kick, kicking toward Chen Jie's Middle Line.
The move Fierce and Vicious, Fast As Thunder, making it impossible to defend against.
Chen Jie's face sank, his foot stomped, Cold Chicken Step instantly transformed into Locust Step.
Deng deng deng...
His feet rapidly retreated several steps, dodging Qilin's this fierce aerial Sweep Kick.
"Good... spectacular!"
Huala...!
Seeing the Two People erupt in a Peak Showdown, fierce and overbearing force colliding.
All the spectators around, couldn't help but shout and Scream.
"Ah...!"
Qilin let out a roar, state raised to the Peak.
His legs exerted force, waist shaking left and right, double fists, Double Claws, double elbows, double legs... powerfully erupting!
Sudden Rise,
His center of gravity suddenly sank downward, a Claw Technique, grabbing toward Chen Jie's crotch.
Move Fierce and Vicious, Heart Trembling Fear!
Black Dragon Eighteen Hands — Azure Dragon Probing Claw!
This was originally a move to seize a weapon, but at this moment in Qilin's hands, it became the most Terrifying fatal Killing Move.
Body leaning forward, using Leg Technique to feint, attracting the Opponent's Defense.
Immediately after right hand fiercely probed, a grab, straight at the other's Groin.
This moment.
Qilin's Attack Rhythm faster and faster, Whole Person starting to go crazy, like a violent storm Sudden Rain, Unstoppable.
He not sparing his Physical Strength, All Out.
Quick battle, quick decision!
He wants in the shortest time, to completely defeat Chen Jie...
(Chapter End)
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