son-in-law god of war

Chapter 72 Fight to Fame

Finally, the time for betting ends.

The winning amount of buying Hades has soared to 150 million!

As for the winning amount for buying the god of death, it is still 100 million.

In the boxing ring, everyone couldn't help being surprised when they saw this statistic.

They were a little puzzled that an unknown "Grim Reaper" would have a betting amount of more than 2000 million.

At this time, the host's voice sounded through the loudspeaker.

"The rules remain the same, admitting defeat or being taken off the ring is a failure!"

"Prohibited areas - the back of the head, neck, and crotch."

"Please, God of Death is on stage!"

"Please, Hades is on stage!"

Before the host finished speaking, Luo Feng changed into white casual clothes and a gray death mask, and stepped onto the ring.

Suddenly, the audience sighed.

"What's the matter?"

"With this size, can you withstand a punch from the King of Hades?"

"Isn't this the same as giving away a human head?"

Everyone at the scene, except for Peng Shaokun and Qin Zongze, no one was optimistic about Luo Feng's appearance.

Luo Feng ignored this kind of embarrassment, he just wanted to finish the fight early and go home quickly.

"Yan Wang has come to power!"

"The King of Hades must win! The King of Hades must win!"

"Kill that rookie to death, pretending to be a god of death here, and don't know how to live or die!"

Everyone praised the arrival of King Hades one after another, and many ladies who watched the battle showed eyes that urgently needed love. This scene could not bear to look directly at it.

"Boy! You'd better not be scared to pee, hahahaha..."

Yan Wang walked onto the ring with his bare back. His physique was very rough, his back was broad and his chest was broad, his muscles were tightly packed. Standing there was like an impenetrable wall, giving people a strong sense of suffocation.

In particular, his thick arms and callused palms are like a cattail fan, which is intimidating.

He has won nine consecutive victories, and his opponents are all settled within 3 minutes, which can be said to be full of confidence.

"Yan Wang, the face of my Feng family is all on you."

At this time, under the arena, Feng Xiangyang, the young master of the Feng family, burst out laughing.

"Feng Shao, just sit and watch with peace of mind." Yan Wang looked back and clasped his fists, then immediately looked at Luo Feng.

"Come on, I'll let you do three tricks." He clenched his fist and hit his strong chest, and took a step forward, slowly joking.

"Are you sure you want me to attack first?" Luo Feng wore a mask, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"If you want to fight, just fight!" Yan Wang was so arrogant that he only wanted one defeat. Looking at Luo Feng's fragile physique, he really wanted to end the fight immediately.

"Oh!"

No one could see what happened, they felt a gust of wind blowing over the arena, and then saw the scene where Yan Wang was thrown out of the arena.

And the place where Hades was standing just now is standing now—the god of death!
Silence, the entire boxing arena is silent, as silent as a chilling cicada!

Even if everyone is pig-headed, they can understand what happened just now, they are all dumbfounded, and it takes a long time to swallow.

Hades, who had won nine consecutive victories, was knocked into the air by the god of death!
Isn't this kind of incomparably powerful fighting power really dazzling?

Except for Peng Shaokun and Qin Zongze who were full of surprise, everyone seemed stupid and couldn't react.

"Congratulations, Reaper wins!"

At this time, the host shouted loudly in the loudspeaker.

Boom.

Everyone came to their senses, the Grim Reaper had won!
"I don't agree!"

Just when everyone's eyes fell on the god of death, Hades, who was shot down under the ring, staggered up the ring, clutching his chest.

His eyes were red and he stared wide open. It was obvious that the blow that the god of death gave him just now completely hit his self-esteem.

He has won nine consecutive victories!
How could he be blown away by a nameless god of death?
"I wasn't ready just now, let's fight again!" Hades roared with all his might.

Qin Zongze suddenly shouted: "Yan Wang, you have fallen into the ring and lost the game, this is a fact!"

"I don't care, I'm going to fight!" Before Yan Wang could finish his sentence, he braced his body and took a step forward, waving his sandbag-like fist, aiming at Luo Feng's forehead.

If it were an ordinary person who received this punch, he would probably die suddenly on the spot.

Seeing that the Grim Reaper didn't move, but raised his arms slightly, everyone's hearts were shocked to the point of their throats.

Why are you so big!
However, just when everyone thought that the god of death was relying on him and looked down on the punch from Hades, a sudden change occurred.

"Boom!"

The sound of bones breaking made everyone hold their breath again.

Yan Wang gritted his teeth tightly, his face flushed from holding back.

His fist was in Luo Feng's hand, and it had already been broken from his wrist. He didn't cry out in pain, but he lost his balance and fell to his knees on the ground.

"As a man, can't you still afford to lose?" Luo Feng felt that Hades' actions were really arrogant, and it was necessary to beat him up.

At this moment, Yan Wang's eyes were shattered, and at the moment his wrist was broken, he finally lowered his proud head.

"I lost." He was dejected, and the glory of the past disappeared at this moment.

He knew very well that if he was punched by the god of death just a little harder, his life would be gone.

In an instant, thunderous applause erupted from the entire boxing arena.

"Sure enough, he is the god of death, and he deserves his name!"

"We underestimated the god of death. With one punch, we knocked away the nine-game winning streak of Hades. With this kind of fighting power, let alone a ten-game winning streak, twenty victories are also possible!"

"Reaper did win, but his future opponents will naturally be at a higher level. It is difficult to win twenty consecutive victories."

"I bet 100 million on Hades just now, and it's all gone in vain."

"I also bet more than 5 yuan, half a year's salary!"

The voices of the crowd ebbed and flowed.

Some people feel sorry for the money, some are surprised by the strength of the god of death, and naturally there are many bigwigs who still hold a contemptuous attitude.

No matter what, Luo Feng, in the name of the God of Death, became famous in one battle!
"Grim Reaper? This guy is quite interesting, let me lose four and earn 400 million!" Ye Linglong, the daughter of the most wealthy family in Jiangbei, was shocked at this moment.

She was just curious about the strength of the god of death, so she randomly placed a bet of 100 million, but she did not expect to make a profit.

"Husband, can you defeat God of Death?" At this moment, Shen Jiaxin, who was sitting next to Ye Linglong, turned around and asked.

"Not much." Luo Yichen looked disdainful, he held an important position in a certain department, and his strength was naturally good.

"That's right, my man is the best, why don't you fight Death?" Shen Jiaxin continued to ask.

Luo Yichen shook his head: "I have a heavy job, so how can I act casually in such a place?"

"Yes, yes, my husband has a noble status, so he won't be with those trash." Shen Jiaxin held Luo Yichen's arm, thinking that the leader of Jiangbei is most likely her husband, and she felt very comfortable.

"Let's go, you will come to this kind of place less in the future." Luo Yichen got up and stood up.

Shen Jiaxin nodded, and just as she was about to say goodbye to Ye Linglong with Luo Yichen on her arm, she suddenly saw Luo Feng passing by her, "Luo Feng? Are you a good-for-nothing here to watch a boxing match?"

(End of this chapter)