God of War: My Best School Girlfriend

At this moment, the game was about to start, and a burst of deafening music sounded.

As expected of a top ten player, there is also special music for the appearance.

A blond young man with a cold face and muscles all over his body stood on the arena without saying a word and with a cold face.

He is about 190cm tall, has curly blond hair, and looks a bit like Rocky.

His body was covered with explosive muscles, he was wearing a pair of blood-red shorts, and his fists were wrapped with bandages.

"Caesar, Caesar!!!"

As the blond young man appeared, loud and uniform cheers rang out from around him.

Apparently this fighter named Caesar is very popular.

"As a talented boxer who won 30 consecutive fights in just one month and climbed to the top ten of the honor list, Caesar should have no problem dealing with him..."

Lin Tianyang murmured to himself, but he couldn't get rid of the worry in his eyes.

"Next, let's invite another fighter, the prodigal Yan Qing, to appear!!!!"

There was no doubt that Ye Xingke was greeted with bursts of boos.

However, he had already been mentally prepared and it had no impact on his state.

What follows is a familiar process, with the referee letting both sides take their places.

The young man named Caesar looked at Ye Xingke opposite him coldly without saying a word. His cold eyes made people feel chilly.

He is obviously not the same type of person as Herzlov. He is the kind of character who is ruthless and doesn't say much.

"Oh? Another foreigner!"

"Don't look so bitter and angry! Relax!" "Hello, mynameislangbchickenblue!! Howareyou?"

Ye Xingke smiled and gave a cordial and friendly greeting to the international friends in front of him.

His proficient English made the referee next to him tremble.

Facing the powerful ones on the Honor List, this person can still be so calm and calm, which is absolutely extraordinary! !

"Are you stupid? I can speak Chinese!!"

Caesar, who had always had a cold face, cursed coldly.

"You don't play your cards according to the routine!"

“Generally speaking, shouldn’t you reply to me, i＇mfine, thank you, and you???”

Ye Xingke spread his hands and said.

"You two, can you still have a good fight?"

The referee suppressed his smile and said that this was the first time he had seen a fighter like Ye Xingke who didn't take life and death fighting seriously.

"Game start!"

With the order of the referee.

Caesar rushed over quickly and launched a violent storm of attacks towards Ye Xingke.

Fierce jabs came one after another, forcing Ye Xingke to retreat continuously.

With such a fearless offensive, it is no wonder that he is called a berserker.

"Caesar, come on!!!"

"Fuck him to death!!! Show that little bastard how good he is!!!"

The onlookers began to cheer for Caesar crazily.

"boom!"

Finally, Caesar hit Ye Xingke's chest with a straight punch.

Ye Xingke's body flew out uncontrollably.

"it is good!!!"

When the gamblers saw this, they all cheered, with happy smiles on their faces.

He was worthy of being one of the top ten masters on the glory list. He suppressed the rampant prodigal Yan Qing and gave him no chance to fight back.

"Sorry to disappoint you."

Ye Xingke jumped up from the ground as if nothing had happened and dusted himself off.

There was a look of shock in Caesar's eyes. No matter who it was, they would not be able to survive a punch from him!

"I was really looking forward to it because I could meet such a formidable opponent."

"Who knows, it's probably at an average level."

Ye Xingke shook his head and sighed.

The attack just now was entirely due to him deliberately exposing his flaw and being hit by Caesar, which made the gamblers happy in vain.

"Insanity!"

Caesar uttered two words coldly and continued to attack Ye Xingke.

This time, Ye Xingke did not evade, but faced him head-on.

Caesar's punch was fast enough, and the onlookers could only see an afterimage.

But Ye Xingke's fist was faster.

Before Caesar could react, he was punched more than a dozen times in a row, as if he had been hit by the Pegasus Meteor Punch.

Moreover, the punches hit the flesh and hurt the bones. The force of each punch was as if it was punched by a heavyweight boxer.

For a moment, the two of them turned around, and Ye Xingke suppressed him until he was unable to fight back.

Seeing such a situation on the court, Lin Tianyang, with a cigar in his mouth, couldn't sit still.

There was an inexplicable look in his eyes, and he gave instructions to the female secretary.

"Go and invite Mr. Leibao here! Call some of the people from the Black Dragon Society to watch the scene."

Afterwards, Lin Tianyang stood up and straightened the collar of his suit.

Walk towards the lounge where Fatty Huang is...

As the person in charge of the gambling boat, Lin Tianyang still has a good sense. He knows that Caesar cannot win this game no matter what.

But Ci doesn't have soldiers, so his gambling boat naturally has a special method for dealing with "cooks" like Ye Xingke.

"Caesar, please, don't lose! I paid a lot of money for you to win!!!"

"Fuck!!! Is this brat that strong??? His opponent is a strong man on the list!!! He's being beaten down too???"

"Amitabha, I have lost two games in a row. If I lose again, I will go bankrupt. Buddha bless me and let Caesar win!!!"

At this point, the gamblers' attitudes changed and they began begging for a miracle.

Any fool can see that Caesar's condition is getting worse and worse, and he may collapse at any time.

His face was covered with bruises from being beaten, and he struggled to avoid Ye Xingke's attacks, receiving two heavy punches from time to time.

Every offensive attack Ye Xingke made seemed to hit the hearts of the gamblers.

Once Caesar lost, it meant that all their money was in vain.

"Next time, when someone tells you How are you, remember to answer politely!!!"

Ye Xingke performed a beautiful turning round kick, which hit Caesar hard in the face.

This berserker, whose attacks were ferocious and violent, and whose men never left alive, didn't even make a blister.

"Ten...nine...eight..."

Based on the experience last time, this time, the referee did not need to rush and started the countdown automatically.

The faces of the gamblers in the audience were pale.

Blindly trusting the strong ones in the Honor List has caused many of them to die.

Many people burst into tears and cried bitterly. Some people invested all their income in one bet, preparing to make a fortune, but who knew that they would lose all their pants.

But a few people cheered.

Among them was the middle-aged gambler who provided Ye Xingke with a lot of information.

He obeyed obediently and spent a lot of money to buy Ye Xingke to win, making a lot of money.

No miracle happened, Caesar lay on the ground obediently for ten seconds.

Compared with the previous Russian White Bear, the only difference may be that Caesar lasted a little longer in front of Ye Xingke.

“The winner, the prodigal Yan Qing!!!”

The referee raised Ye Xingke's hand high and declared victory.

This time, there were no boos, replaced by howls from the gamblers.

They regretted that they did not follow Ye Xingke and did not make any money. Instead, they paid themselves a large amount of money. .

However, there is no regret medicine in the world, and Ye Xingke will not sympathize with these low-character gamblers.

"Fat Huang will be extremely happy when he sees that I have won."

Ye Xing was thinking unconsciously.

What he didn't know was that at this moment, in the lounge, Fatty Huang was tied up and thrown to the ground.

Next to him, the barrels of more than a dozen Thompson submachine guns were all pointed at him.

A group of guys who looked like mafia were waiting for Ye Xingke's return in the lounge.

For the sake of profit, Lin Tianyang chose to take action. There was a dragnet waiting for him in the lounge.

But Ye Xingke didn't know anything about it.