At the boxing competition site, Zhuge Yao, who was only facing away from Kurosawa at the beginning, stood for more than ten minutes, finally lost his energy and sat down. He scratched his head and clenched his feet. It didn’t seem like he was here to participate in a boxing competition. It was obvious that he was coming to this underground boxing ring to enjoy the cool air.

Kurosawa and Zhuge Yao fought, but the previous situation was not as difficult as today. Compared with that day, this guy seemed to have changed a lot. He was not panicked or caught off guard. All he had just felt calm. Although he was behind his back, the powerful aura emitted from his body still made Kurosawa feel worried.

"Is this guy a fraud last time? He deliberately exposed his flaws to get himself on the bait, and then when the real game is in the game, he will give himself a fatal blow?" The more Kurosawa thought about it, the more he felt uneasy.

"Shhhh! Woo!" The audience on the field had long been impatient. The sound of reversing colors kept coming. They spent a lot of money to come here to watch a high-level, bloody and violent death battle. But now they only saw two people pretending to be wood. Not only did they not fight, but they were also so far apart.

General Sato in the VIP room was also a little impatient to watch. He came here by himself to enjoy Kurosawa's murder of Qishiro, but after watching for a long time, neither of them fought head-on.[

"What the hell is this bastard doing? Go and tell the host, if they don't start fighting, I will kill them both!" Sato's face changed and he greeted the guards beside him. The soldier immediately trotted and ran off the field.

"Hmph, Sato was also a special forces soldier, but why didn't he even understand such advanced fighting techniques? This is psychological warfare, and the fighting psychology is comparable! It seems that Kurosawa is in a state of peace, but Qishiro is as stable as Mount Tai. It is already clear who wins and who loses!" Natasha looked at Zhuge Yao who was already lying on the ring off the court and said lightly. With her understanding of this guy, he always wins by surprise.

A moment later, amid the booing of everyone, the host appeared under the ring: "Dear viewers, it seems that today's game is indeed a bit unexpected. The two big names used advanced fighting techniques of fighting spirit and courage. Our Mr. Kurosawa, the Black Square, has always maintained high fighting spirit, and Mr. Kurosawa, seemed to be so scared that he fell asleep!"

As the host said, he held the microphone and walked around Zhuge Yao's side, gently handed the microphone to his mouth: "Mr. Qicilang, can you talk about what tactics are you using? Or what kind of unique skills that have been lost for a long time?"

"Hu...hu...hu...lulu..." Zhuge Yao's snoring echoed in the huge underground boxing ring through the microphone. The sound was clear and silly. When people heard the sound, they could think of this guy's saliva and sleepy eyes. Damn, this guy was not playing psychological warfare at all, but was really asleep. The night before the battle, he had insomnia and dreams and did not sleep well. He actually ran here to make up for his sleep. It was so weird that he was home.

Hearing the snoring sound, the boxing ring was quiet, followed by an uproar. Natasha also felt her face shining. She thought it was a profound psychological warfare. It turned out that she had fallen asleep. Kurosawa also let out a long breath, clenched his fists, and prepared to come forward to meet the enemy.

"Hey, Qishilang, wake up, wake up! You are in the competition, the life-and-death boxing match, you will be beaten to death if you don't get up!" Zhuge Yao said, while anxiously giving Zhuge Yao a few moves.

Everyone was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, but Zhuge Yao slowly opened his sleepy eyes and stretched comfortably: "Ah, what's the hurry, what's the hurry? Since they are going to be beaten to death, don't let me sleep for a while now! I'm now..."

Before Zhuge Yao could finish his words, Kurosawa had already taken a battle step and kicked Zhuge Yao quickly and grabbed his storefront. The host felt something was wrong, and threw the microphone casually and flashed to the side.

"Huhh!" Before the flying foot was reached, the wind had arrived. Zhuge Yao instinctively lowered his head and avoided the disaster. Then a beautiful carp thrust and stood up straight.

"Damn, you dare to sneak attack me? You're so unprofessional! " Zhuge Yao glared at Kurosawa and complained loudly.

"Stop talking nonsense, profession is nothing, my profession is your life!" Kurosawa smiled coldly, clenched his fists and attacked him again. He had been played by this guy for so long before, but now he can finally let go of the battle. His fist speed and murderous aura seemed to be stronger than usual.

When the soldiers came to block the water and soil, Zhuge Yao did not take the initiative to attack, but instead played a cat and mouse game with Kurosawa. Kurosawa's fists and feet were fierce, and he used all his strength to move. After a moment, he saw sweat beads oozing from his forehead and his breath was a little disordered. Zhuge Yao only used three points of his strength to dodge and preserve his strength. He seized the opportunity and attacked with a punch.

"Why is this happening? Why are you... suddenly amazing?" Kurosawa attacked a few fists and retreated to the corner of the ring. He wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth and asked in confusion.

"Tsk, don't you know that we have a magical skill on our east coast? It can make people's strength greatly increase over a period of time!" Zhuge Yao said jokingly with a gentle boxing step under his feet.

"Is there really such skill? Is it... what?" Kurosawa asked.

"Haha, of course there is, that is, to collect yin and replenish yang! As long as you find a few more girls to play with, your skills will increase immediately." Zhuge Yao said as he clenched his fists and put a standard movement of a bodybuilder showing his muscles. The blue veins burst out and the lines were bright, which was indeed very different from a few days ago.

"I didn't expect you to have such evil kung fu, but I..."

"Silly x, you believe whatever I say. I said I took your wife's evil spirit. Do you believe it?" Zhuge Yao interrupted Heize and teased her coquettishly. He knew very well that if he really fought with this guy, he would definitely be twice as hurt. If he wanted to win by surprise, he had to anger him and make his team messy so that he could take advantage of the situation.[

Zhuge Yao's plan really worked. Although Kurosawa had many practical skills and good skills, he had never encountered a "four" opponent like Zhuge Yao who was ashamed, dependent, moral integrity, and lower limit. He was caught up with the trap, but he was completely unaware of it. In a rage, his moves were obviously slowed down, and his flaws were one after another. Zhuge Yao seized the opportunity, served him with his old fists and feet in turn. Although he also got a few punches and his nose was bleeding, he didn't know how many advantages he had taken than Kurosawa who was unstable.

"How is it, Kurosawa, I think you should give up. If we continue to fight like this, at most I will break one arm and three legs. No one will feel good! If we shake hands, the best of both worlds will be! Zhuge Yao held the stake in the arena behind him and preached earnestly.

Everyone in the VIP room saw the battle situation just now. It was clear who was better. Natasha's expression was relaxed, and she was obviously no longer worried about Zhuge Yao's safety. Sato had a dark face and wanted to come to teach the guy a lesson.

At this moment, a soldier rushed into the VIP room and said a few words gently in Sato's ear. The old man flashed a severe cold light, and the corner of his mouth raised, showing a humble smile: "You are doing a good job, just do what Ren Bin wants!" Sato waved his hand and supported the soldier away.

"General Sato, the Kurosawa you are optimistic about is not even standing firm now. Do you think he can continue the competition?" Natasha was unstoppable. Whenever she had the chance, she wanted to ridicule Sato and kill him.

"Haha, is that? The game is not over yet, everything is full of variables. I saw that Qijiro had suffered a serious internal injury. In the following game, Kurosawa's victory was at all suspense!" Sato smiled and said confidently.

"You can't fall off the coffin without seeing it..."

"Natasha is enough! Stop talking, concentrate on watching the game! I am also optimistic about this Kurosawa, and I hope he will not disappoint General Sato and me!" Gale glared at Natasha and smiled.

Just as Zhuge Yao and Kurosawa were resting, Ren Bin and a few people carried Xiaohui and ran into the boxing ring in a blink of an eye. He stopped on a higher terrace opposite the VIP room. There was a boxing security personnel who were capable of observing the boxing ring. The field of vision was wide, and those on the ring could easily see the situation above. Due to the different nature of this boxing match, Yamaguchi did not arrange security personnel in the field. The small terrace was empty.

Everything was ready, Ren Bin violently pulled Xiaohui's hair and pulled her to the ground. Then he called a little brother and secretly ran to the ring to ventilate.

Soon, Zhuge Yao received the news, and his eyes turned away from Kurosawa. He kept searching in the audience. His whole body trembled nervously. After a few seconds, his eyes fell on the high terrace.

Ren Bin waved to Zhuge Yao with a smile on his face, and then slapped Xiaohui in the face with a backhand. The girl was petite and beaten by such heavy hands, and she rolled down beside her. Xiaohui's mouth was tightly sealed, and she wanted to scream but couldn't make a sound. The huge pain made her sweat all over her body and her clothes were quickly soaked.

Ren Bin slowly pulled the cold sharp knife from his waist and gently placed it on Xiaohui's neck. Then he pointed to Kurosawa on the ring. Although there was no word, Zhuge Yao also understood what he meant. It was clearly to let himself give in. Otherwise, this bastard would have killed Xiaohui.

Zhuge Yao clenched his teeth, clenched his fists, and his black eyes instantly turned red. Under the chasing light on the top, he was as terrifying and bloodthirsty as a wild wolf.

"What's wrong with this guy?" Kurosawa, who was closest, felt that horrifying momentum. He couldn't help but take a few steps back freely. Zhuge Yao's cold face like a god of death surprised him. Is this the Qishiro who was knocked down by himself?
Chapter completed!