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This was one of the biggest casinos in southern China, with millions of dollars flowing in and out every day. If he could get it into his own pocket, it would be equivalent to catching a gold mountain.

Thinking of this, Brother Song revealed a greedy smile. He felt that the villa was already in his pockets.

As Chen Yong left the VIP area, with a mournful look on his face, Ye Shuang stood on the stage once again.

Just like last time, there weren't many who were optimistic about him. As the numbers on the screen continued to roll, his payout once again reached 1: 7. At the same time, the spectators around him booed.

"Get lost! "Go to hell!"

"Liar!" They are all scammers! "

"Kid, you even have the face to come!"

After all, in the previous match, Ye Shuang had won by a "fluke", and now, almost no one in the audience was optimistic about him. There were even some guests in the VIP seats that had already expressed their dissatisfaction with the villa and even threatened to refund them, which put a lot of pressure on Chen Yong and the others, and they even hoped that Ye Shuang would be able to stay on stage for a while longer.

At this moment, Ye Shuang's opponent had already walked up to the stage from the other side. He was a middle-aged man in his forties wearing a linen robe. Although he was thin, he looked energetic.

"So he's actually an inner strength expert. No wonder!"

Ye Shuang also saw through the other party's strength. He was actually an inner strength expert. Although he had only just stepped into the initial stage of inner strength, he was still considered quite strong.

"Young man, looking at you, you are simply courting death!" What's the matter? "

This person came to the arena and examined Ye Shuang a few times before speaking in a haughty tone.

Yang Zhentian was an outer disciple of a martial arts sect in Huaxia. His martial arts card had been at the peak of its strength for a long time, but a fortuitous encounter had occurred not long ago and he had just broken through to the inner strength realm. The organizers had spent a huge sum of money to invite him over.

He had also watched the match between Ye Shuang and Wild Wolf, but he realized that his opponent had changed. Therefore, he was a little disapproving of Ye Shuang at this moment and was even a little puzzled. Why did the host let such a trash fight him? The two of them were clearly not on the same level!

However, this was a good thing for him. After all, if the opponent became weaker, the difficulty would drop even further. In any case, according to the rules, the rewards for winning were the same.

"It's not certain who will win!"

Facing his opponent's mocking tone, Ye Shuang replied coldly. For some reason, this inner strength expert gave Ye Shuang a strange feeling, but he could not say anything.

"Humph, boy, since you are seeking death, then don't blame me for this!"

Hearing Ye Shuang's arrogant tone, Yang Zhentian felt a little annoyed. He had originally planned to show mercy, but since Ye Shuang did not know the rules, he would not be polite later on.

Just like last time, it was the same referee who stepped onto the stage. After introducing a few rules to the two of them, he quickly left the arena and announced the start of the battle.

"Brat, go and die!"

Yang Zhentian had just reached the inner strength state and knew that there were many powerful people in the VIP seats today, so he was eager to show off his skills. Upon hearing the judge announce the start of the competition, he immediately roared and threw a punch at Ye Shuang.

This person was, after all, an expert of inner strength. At this moment, his aura was very strong and his speed was very fast. His fist was striking towards Ye Shuang, accompanied by the sound of breaking wind, and it was full of power.

Feeling the other party's shocking might, Ye Shuang narrowed his eyes and began to think more highly of him. This Yang Zhentian was indeed quite strong, much more powerful than those in the Martial Arts Club. He was also the first inner strength expert he had met since his rebirth.

Thinking up to here, Ye Shuang stood on the tip of his feet against Yang Zhentian's powerful attack. Just as Yang Zhentian was about to hit him, he dodged to the side and dodged to the side.

All of a sudden, the entire audience was stunned. That's impossible, how did this guy do it.

Yang Zhentian was not an ordinary underground boxer. Although he had just reached the beginner inner inner inner strength stage, he was still a grandmaster level expert outside. That punch just now was as fast as lightning, how could it be easily dodged?

"Humph, I didn't expect that I was wrong!"

In the VIP room, Brother Song saw that Ye Shuang was able to dodge Yang Zhentian's attack, and his eyes revealed a look of surprise. He had bet a lot of money on Yang Zhentian just now, so he was a little displeased.

However, the pretty girl next to him heaved a sigh of relief. Brother Song was too busy paying attention to the situation in the arena. He had let her go temporarily, so that she wouldn't be insulted by Brother Song's perverted appearance.

"What do you think, brother? I told you to bet on Ye Hao this time right?"

In the room next door, that little sister called Yan Yan had a complacent expression on her face as she spoke to the stunned big brother beside her.

"Perhaps this fellow was lucky and got lucky this time!"

The older brother saw that Ye Shuang had dodged the attack and was also secretly surprised, but he still spoke with an unyielding tone.

An inner strength expert, even in his own family, was considered an expert. How could his punch miss? Could the organizer be faking it?

"Hey!" F * ck! "You're courting death!"

When Yang Zhentian realized that Ye Shuang had dodged his attack, he got a little angry and immediately cursed out. He followed up with another punch towards Ye Shuang.

This was his first time participating in a fight like this when he had reached the inner strength stage. He had wanted to show his face in front of the big figures in the VIP area and win a good future for himself in the future.

"Come on!"

Since the opponent was an inner strength expert, Ye Shuang could no longer hide his strength. Furthermore, the other party's vulgar words made Ye Shuang smile coldly. His palm turned into a knife as it struck towards Yang Zhentian's chest.

Actually, with his current strength, he would not have suffered much damage if he had taken the first punch head-on. However, that would have been too shocking. Therefore, Ye Shuang was still able to suppress her strength to the same level as Yang Zhentian.

"This is bad!"

Seeing that Ye Shuang did not retreat but instead advanced in his attack, Yang Zhentian's expression changed. He now truly understood that his opponent was an opponent on par with him.