Chapter 237 Iron Fist Vs. Iron Fist

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"Cheng Feng, the bet you offered is too tempting."

In the Tianxuan Hall, Wang Bowen walked up and said, "I also want to go on stage and give it a try. I hope you don't mind."

"Senior Brother Wang, I understand."

But Cheng Feng didn't mind: "As a swordsman, it would be weird if you are not interested in the inheritance of the sword demon. Please come on stage."

Wang Bowen nodded, stepped on his feet, and jumped onto the Tianxuan gambling table.

"Is there anyone left?" Cheng Feng asked loudly after Wang Bowen came on stage.

"Cheng Feng, I want to have a huge bet of life and death with you. I wonder if you dare." A young man with his hands wrapped in cloth strode out.

"You are from the Ironwood family. How do you want to bet?"

Cheng Feng had seen this person before. He had been following Temu Zhengxiong. He was taciturn and rarely spoke.

"The bet is very simple. Go to the stage of life and death in Tianxuan. The winner will live and the loser will die." Young Man Bu said coldly.

"You want to bet your life with me"

When Cheng Feng heard this, he smiled coldly: "What qualifications do you have to bet with me? I have at least three billion low-grade Yuan stones in my body now. Why should I bet my life with you?"

Indeed, Cheng Feng is now worth a billion dollars and there is no need to gamble with others.

"You don't dare." However, Young Man Bu didn't seem to understand this and stared at Cheng Feng with cold eyes.

"Haha, I, Cheng Feng, rarely do things that are not worth the loss."

Cheng Feng pondered for a moment, then suddenly said: "But today, I will make an exception for you. Go to the Tianxuan Life and Death Platform and wait. xiangxiao."

"After I deal with the four guys on Tianxuan's gambling table, I will come and play with you."

After Cheng Feng said that, he tapped his toes on the ground and ran up to the Tianxuan gambling table.

"Wang Bowen, Li Shiji, Yu Moyu, and the Iron Fist Gang Yue Qian."

On the gambling table, Cheng Feng looked at Wang Bowen and the other four, and his eyes lingered on the young man with particularly thick fists for a moment.

This young man, Cheng Feng heard Wang Wanben mention it, was named Yue Yan, and he was the son of the leader of the Iron Fist Gang, a third-class sect in Longcheng.

Yue Qian has been gifted with extraordinary talents since he was a child. His hands are thicker than ordinary people. When he practices boxing, his power is astonishing.

Yue Yan is now twenty-seven years old, and his cultivation is at the high level of Tianwu Realm, but he has mastered Kaishan Fist, the Iron Fist Gang's only god-level martial art, to the level of Dacheng.

That's why the leader of the Iron Fist Gang spent his money and spent 100 million low-grade Yuanshi to let Yue Qian challenge Cheng Feng.

"Cheng Feng, among these four people, which one do you want to fight first?" Boss Li, the referee, asked at the gambling table.

"Start with Yue Qian, then Yu Moyu, Li Shiji, and finally Senior Brother Wang." Cheng Feng thought for a while and said.

"Yue Qian will stay, and the rest will step down first."

Boss Li was very straightforward. Seeing that Cheng Feng had made a decision, he kicked Yu Moyu and the others off the ring: "There are two requirements regarding Tianxuan's gambling: First, you are not allowed to leave the gambling table. Once you leave, you will be defeated. ;Secondly, you must not kill anyone.”

"Now, the first gambling battle begins"

After Boss Li finished speaking, he flew up and floated in the void of the ring, monitoring the entire competition to avoid accidents. To read the fastest chapter, go to the rural novel xiangxiao.

"Cheng Feng, take a punch from me."

On the gambling table, Yue Qian's two hands were clenched into fists, which were actually three points larger than the mouth of the bowl.

Beng Beng Bang bumped his fists together a few times, took a sudden step, and punched Cheng Feng.

Faced with Yue Qian's iron fist, Cheng Feng punched him forward.

bang

The tyrannical punches were unleashed so violently that the arena shook.

"This guy is really powerful."

In the first confrontation, Cheng Feng's fist was beaten to pieces by the opponent's iron fist, causing him to feel numb.

I can't stand it, I can't stand it at all

Although Cheng Feng has made great progress in his cultivation recently, breaking his limits and developing eighty-eight rivers of vitality, he is still no match for Yue Qian if he goes head-to-head.

Because of pure physical fitness, physical strength, and the hardness of his fists, Cheng Feng was at a disadvantage.

"Since you can't withstand it simply by fighting with fists, let's try wearing the fire steel armor."

Cheng Feng's thoughts swirled and he found a solution in an instant: "It just so happens that we can test whether this fire steel armor is really as powerful as the rumors say."

Thinking of this, Cheng Feng dodged back to avoid Yue Qian's second punch, and then took out the fire steel armor from the soul ring.

This fire steel battle armor, although it is called a battle armor, is actually just two arm guards.

When Cheng Feng put it on his arms, a powerful force immediately burst out from the fire steel armor, filling his whole body with explosive power.

"Cheng Feng, don't hide if you have the guts."

At this moment, Yue Qian took a step forward, twisted his waist and crotch, and then struck Cheng Feng's head with a ferocious iron fist.

"If you don't want to hide, don't hide. It's just a good time to test the power of the fire steel armor."

Facing this punch, Cheng Feng mobilized his vitality and poured it into the fire steel armor.

Suddenly, the firesteel battle armor lit up with a circle of fiery red light. From a distance, it looked like a blazing flame.

Then Cheng Feng raised his right fist and punched him fiercely.

bang

When the two fists exploded together, the blazing heat waves spread out in circles like water waves.

Immediately afterwards, the tyrannical force surged out, immediately impacting the Yue Gorge and retreating seven or eight steps in a row.

Looking at Cheng Feng, his face suddenly turned red, but he did not take a step back.

"Damn, the fire steel armor is so powerful."

"When Cheng Feng was using his bare hands just now, he was knocked back by Yue Qian's punch. But as soon as he put on the fire steel armor, the situation was reversed."

Seeing the battle between Tianxuan and the gambling table, everyone's eyes widened, and they all sighed that the fire steel armor was indeed made by Master Canaan, and it truly lived up to its reputation.

On the gambling table, Yue Qian took seven or eight steps back in succession, leaving seven or eight clearly visible footprints on the surface of the ring.

"Cheng Feng, don't think that you can defeat me just because you have the fire steel armor."

Sixty-seven meters away, Yue Qian shook his right fist: "I only exerted eight points of force just now, and now it is ten points. Take the move."

Teng Teng Teng~~

Yue Qian strode towards him, but before he arrived, a pair of iron fists came out with a bang, causing the air to burst and the entire arena to sway.

"Eight-point force"

Looking at the charging Yue Qian, Cheng Feng smiled slightly: "I didn't even use half of my strength just now."

Indeed, Cheng Feng had just poured eighteen rivers of vitality into the fire steel armor.

But even so, Yue Qian was beaten until he took seven or eight steps back and almost fell out of the ring.

Buzz~~~

This time, Cheng Feng poured thirty-six rivers of vitality into the fire steel armor.

Immediately, the fire steel armor erupted with fire twice as dazzling as before.

Boom boom boom boom

Then, Cheng Feng punched Yue Qian four or five times in a row.

"Block it, block it for me." When the terrifying fiery red fist force exploded, Yue Yan couldn't stop his body from falling back even though he resisted with all his strength.

Bang until his body hit the edge of the ring, he barely stopped his retreat.

However, Cheng Feng dodged and was already in front of him.

Then lightly add a punch

"No"

Yue Qian fell out of the gambling table in a state of unwillingness, and was defeated miserably.

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