Top Master

This punch, with all his strength, could be said to be an absolute killing blow.    

    

As long as it hit Zhao Quan's head, Zhao Quan would definitely be beaten to death.    

    

At that time, he would be the only victor on the stage, and he would also be able to obtain a lot of Dishu Stones as a reward.    

    

However, there was a prerequisite for all of this, and that was that he had to fight Zhao Quan.    

    

Just as Sun Lai was filled with wild joy in his heart, Zhao Quan, who was walking halfway, suddenly turned around. In the next moment, a high speed whip leg suddenly fell down. That force, that strength... In front of Sun Lai, it was like a chopping knife that was formed from legs, chopping down from above!    

    

Zhao Quan was never stingy with his punches and kicks when it came to petty people who harbored malicious intentions.    

    

Therefore, when Sun Lai was struck to the ground by the high whip leg, fresh blood immediately seeped out from his seven orifices.    

    

He was dizzy and instinctively wanted to support his body, but he found that his hands did not even use half a bit of strength.    

    

The moment before he completely laid down, he seemed to have regretted it again.    

    

He regretted that he should not have made a move just now. Instead, he kindly begged Ma Kun together with Zhao Quan. Perhaps he would live...    

    

But there was no medicine for regret in this world. So when the referee went up to the stage and touched Sun Lai's breath, he raised Zhao Quan's arm.    

    

After a tough battle, Zhao Quan won by a narrow margin once again, and successfully won a winning streak.    

    

The audience immediately started cursing.    

    

"Damn it, what the hell is this? When I saw how arrogant he was previously, I thought he would win for sure. In the end, he's a dead loser again!"    

    

"I don't think that Zhao Quan wanted to withdraw the contract at all. He was deliberately putting money on his face!"    

    

"That's right. If it wasn't for this stupid guy deliberately putting money on his face to mislead us, how could we have lost?"    

    

"This dog really won't be able to vent his anger even if he dies a hundred times. This daddy's Dishu Stone that can turn the tables, f * ck him..."    

    

Sun Lai clearly could not hear the curses below the stage. He had already died thoroughly.    

    

As for this point, Zhao Quan did not mind at all, and he did not feel any so-called sorrow of a dead rabbit or dog.    

    

He should have. After all, the gamblers only cared about their victory or defeat, and they did not care about their life or death.    

    

However, Zhao Quan didn't have this bit of insight. In his opinion, he was just a 'tourist' after all, and a tourist of this world.    

    

Therefore, boxing was not his profession, nor was it his goal. His goal was only his identity.    

    

Therefore, the first thing Zhao Quan did after he left the arena was to look for Ma Kun. "When are we going to fight?"    

    

Ma Kun glared at him. "Wait until I contact the boxers outside to fight another match. You have killed two of my boxers in these three days. The speed at which you recruit people is not as fast as the speed at which you kill people. Do you still want to kill them? Just wait and see! "    

    

Zhao Quan did not want to do it. "Then can we not kill them? Let's fight peacefully."    

    

Ma Kun was even more speechless." Do you think that you can play the boxing arena however you want? You have fed the appetite of the gamblers. Now that you are playing a normal game, who will bother with you? However, it's also good to fight outside. One person can fight two rounds. If you win two rounds, you can challenge Upper Class. "    

    

So that's how it was. That was good. Looks like it's not much slower. Therefore, Zhao Quan agreed.    

    

After that, he followed the direction where Ma Kun left and saw Chen Xiangyu who was respectfully served by Ma Kun.    

    

When Zhao Quan was sizing up Chen Xiangyu, Chen Xiangyu also gave him a nonchalant glance.    

    

He could not tell what this glance meant. It seemed to be telling Zhao Quan that she had taken a liking to him.    

    

Zhao Quan also did not know, but he thought that if there was a chance, he would still climb up to Chen Xiangyu.    

    

Not for anything else, but for the mark of a benefactor on her forehead.    

    

One had to know that if one became a benefactor, they were only a step away from the royal family...