Hearing the fat man's words, Xiao Yifei was suddenly full of curiosity about the Bitter Buddha, because he could know from the fat man's words that this Bitter Buddha should be an ordinary person with a stronger recovery ability than others, and he had not received any professional training, and from Xiao Yifei's eyes, he also saw the answer.

And in this way, if the Buddha of Suffering can win twice, you will know how much risk this Buddha really has taken to have this result.

"Alas, it's also that his opponents in the first two games are not very strong, he won those two games with his own flesh and blood, but right now, I think the bitter Buddha is going to be abandoned, the clown is too strong, maybe Dream Heaven now wants to push the joker to be the first ten wins to take 50 million dollars. ”

The fat man shook his head and said sadly: "No wonder this game didn't do much warm-up, it turned out to be a game that knew the result, but it was just a pity for this bitter Buddha, their fighters have the right to refuse the game, I don't know that the bitter Buddha knows that he may not be able to survive this game, why does he still play, it's not easy!"

Xiao Yifei's eyes looked at the Bitter Buddha tightly, and the Bitter Buddha still had that sad face, and there was no trace of waves in his calm eyes with his eyebrows raised, so that people couldn't understand what he was thinking at all.

And just after the two boxers came on stage, the voice of the man in gold rang out again.

"Let's welcome our gold medal fighter from Dreamheaven with the warmest screams and applause, Joker!"

In an instant, a thunderous scream sounded suddenly, and the sound was deafening, as if it could overturn the entire underground space, and it could be seen that everyone knew a lot about the 'clown', and they also knew the strength of this clown, and the clown was also recognized by everyone!

"By the way, there is also our tenacious fighter 'Bitter Buddha', who is really worthy of his title, and in today's situation, he still has a sad face and has not changed. ”

A slightly ridiculous voice came out of the mouth of the man in gold, and then the audience's sparse and sparse laughing voice appeared, in the eyes of the onlookers, it seemed that the Bitter Buddha didn't even have the interest to make them laugh, and it was obvious that everyone was not optimistic about the Bitter Buddha at all, and the odds on the big screen above their heads had already explained everything.

Half a million to one

That is to say, if you spend a dollar to buy the bitter Buddha to win, you can get a return of 500,000 yuan, but, obviously, no one will be stupid enough to bet on the bitter Buddha, and the audience is not interested in this game whose strength is completely different from the same level, and they are too lazy to bet at all.

The glamorous and much-anticipated eight-win boxer clown is in stark contrast to the unassuming and seemingly mediocre bitter Buddha.

However, the bitter Buddha still did not have the slightest effect, his face was full of sorrow, his eyebrows were lowered, and his eyes were unusually calm.

Xiao Yifei looked at the Bitter Buddha who didn't know what he was thinking, and sighed softly.

"Brother, I don't need you to say this one, I can guess who wins in the end this time, it must be the clown, right!"

The fat man raised his head and smiled at Xiao Yifei: "Although you are very accurate in your opinion, brother, if you say that this bitter Buddha wants to win, I will definitely not admit it, because it is impossible! I will not be stupid enough to be that wronged leader!"

The fat man swore to Xiao Yifei and said.

And this time, Xiao Yifei didn't speak, just shook his head slightly.

"Okay, let's not talk nonsense, let's have the next game!"

The man in gold gave the order, and the boxing match began.

The clown with long hands and long feet moved lightly, his eyes flashed with cruel light, and the corners of his mouth were sneering with disdain, he actually walked to the center of the ring at random without protection, and stretched out his finger to hook the bitter Buddha defiantly.

"Quick fix, I don't want to waste too much time on you. ”

The words of complete ignorance and ridicule reached the ears of the bitter Buddha, who was not affected at all, his eyes were still calm with a sad face, but he slowly clenched his fists to protect his cheeks, revealing his signature defensive moves.

Seeing the appearance of the Bitter Buddha, a trace of disdain flashed in the clown's eyes, and a trace of hideous look suddenly appeared on his rather strange face, but in an instant, the clown moved and came to the side of the Bitter Buddha.

'Whew-'

The clown's lightning-fast fist actually made a shocking sound that broke the air, indicating that although this punch was very fast, it was also full of strength, and the clown was worthy of being a clown, and his strength was indeed amazing!

The Bitter Buddha had no ability to see the Joker's movements at all, let alone whether he could defend against this blow, he just used his instinct to protect his head tightly, but it was completely useless, the Clown's fist smashed on the Bitter Buddha's fist with all his strength, and a huge force came from his fist, and the Bitter Buddha flew out directly.

At the same time, scarlet blood erupted directly from the mouth of the bitter Buddha.

For the first time, a different look appeared in his calm eyes.

"Sure enough, the difference in strength is too big!"

What appeared in the eyes of the bitter Buddha was not fear, not fear, but loss!

Xiao Yifei's unusual eyes looked down on the feelings coming out of the eyes of the Bitter Buddha, and his heart was full of curiosity, not knowing why the Bitter Buddha had such emotions.

But then, a flash of firmness flashed in the Buddha's eyes, and then he regained his composure.

The bitter Buddha directly gave up the desire to stand up, he stretched out his hand to hug his head, and tried to curl up to protect himself, but Rao was like this, and the bitter Buddha still did not say the words of admitting defeat and wanting to end.

"You don't admit defeat, you think it can exhaust me to death, right?"

Seeing the bitter Buddha lying directly on the ground without saying a word, a trace of anger from being insulted suddenly flashed in the clown's eyes, and he rushed forward again and kicked out fiercely towards the bitter Buddha!

"Bitter Buddha, aren't you? You're amazing, aren't you?"

Kick after kick with all the clown's full strength to make more blood spill from the mouth of the bitter Buddha, but he still didn't say a word when he lay on the ground, his eyes were still full of determination, but now it was obvious that the bitter Buddha couldn't support it anymore, and his eyes rolled slightly.

"You can't be killed, are you? After two fights, you think you can't die in the ring, do you?"

When the clown saw the performance of the bitter Buddha, he became a little crazy, and he kicked the bitter Buddha harder, the bitter Buddha gritted his teeth tightly, and his nails sank deep into his palm, but he still didn't say a word.

Next, the clown intensified his treatment of the bitter Buddha who was lying on the stage and did not resist at all.

Finally, the audience couldn't stand it anymore, what they wanted to see was a confrontational bloody duel, not a one-sided massacre, and the current Gangjin seemed to them a bit cruel! After all, beating people to death was not what the audience wanted to see.

"Okay, okay, stop fighting, it's almost okay, it's obvious that the Joker won!"

The audience's cries gradually increased, and under pressure, the man in gold had no choice but to stop the clown.

"The winner of this boxing match!"

The clown raised his arm with a relaxed smile on his face.

The man in gold rolled over and went straight into the ring and announced the result.

And right now, the bitter Buddha who has obviously been beaten to the point of only one breath is being carried off the field by the staff who came up, this kind of worthless boxer, it is not certain that Dream Heaven will not give treatment!

However, the Bitter Buddha, who was already unconscious, suddenly opened his eyes at the moment when he was about to be taken off the stage.

"Money... money..."

The bitter Buddha repeated his words with scarlet blood stains on the corners of his mouth.

"Don't worry! No penny of money will be lost to your account!"

(End of chapter)