Ye Zhengyang's palm was more violent than the last time. Jiao Canghai felt a sense of suffocation and dizziness that instantly enveloped him, and he couldn't help but let out a miserable hum.

The power he condensed all his body and broke into a thousand miles under Ye Zhengyang's horseshoe. His body made a "bang" sound and was once again knocked out.

Jiao Canghai's body directly broke the pillar on the ring and rolled down the stage.

After rolling on the ground for several rounds, Jiao Canghai spurted out an old mouthful of blood, his entire shoulders shook down, and there were countless bones on his body.

"How is this possible?"

Jiao Canghai lay on the ground, covering his ribs, and murmured: "The Baji Taican Mountain Behind, who was invincible, was actually broken by the other party's palm!"

Most of the skills of this body of Bajiquan were sacked by Ye Zhengyang.

Jiao Canghai spewed out a mouthful of old blood, his face pale, and he was definitely convinced this time.

He admired Ye Zhengyang's methods of Bajiquan and was promising.

He naturally understood in his heart that the reason why he could still live was because Ye Zhengyang had retained his strength.

As long as Ye Zhengyang's palm deviates slightly from the distance, not hitting the shoulders, but between the chest and abdomen, the internal organs will be shattered by the palm force into a ball of paste, and there is no life left.

"Okay, good means, I lost, convinced..."

Jiao Canghai, who was constantly coughing up blood, looked at Ye Zhengyang on the stage and said sincerely.

As long as a person is beaten out of the arena, regardless of life or death, he will lose.

Ye Zhengyang said that he would defeat Jiao Canghai within three moves, but he really didn't use three moves. He knocked him down from the stage just by using two moves.

Jiao Canghai also admitted defeat in person, which everyone saw.

When Jiao Canghai was knocked down by Ye Zhengyang, the people below were suddenly in an uproar and could not believe their eyes.

How could this boy win?

This is simply impossible!

Most of the people here have taken possessions on Jiao Canghai. Since Jiao Canghai fell, everything will be gone.

The most tragic and shocking thing should be the Ling family father and son. They bet all their hopes on Jiao Canghai, and the chips they placed were the heaviest. They invested 100 million in, and they also hoped to make a big profit, but they lost all of them.

In addition to being shocked, the father and son were also in tears. They had the heart to die, and they would never think of it.

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The arrogant Jiao Canghai is actually no match for Ye Zhengyang.

This revenge was not achieved, and he lost so much money. Jiao Canghai did not become famous, but instead made a wedding dress for Ye Zhengyang.

This was like a bolt from the blue for the father and son.

Originally, even if Jiao Canghai killed Qianye Zhenyi and Jiao Canghai won, Ling Tianlie could also strive to maintain his position among the top leaders of the Bamboo League Gang.

Now that even Jiao Canghai has been defeated, I believe that the senior executives of the Bamboo League will not let them go no matter what.

Ling Xiao, who understood this, immediately cried and said to Ling Tianlie: "Dad, I am still young, I don't want to die!"

"We might as well run away!"

Ling Tianlie also had a look of a desperate situation and murmured: "Where is the place where we live in the world?"

"Even the ends of the world, I can't escape their pursuit!"

Seeing Ye Zhengyang win, Jiang Baishan, who was standing beside him, suddenly stood up and was so excited that he was extremely excited.

"ah!"

"I won, I won!"

"Hahaha……"

Mr. Zhao hugged the beauty beside him excitedly, kissed her fiercely, and danced excitedly, as if she was crazy.

Just when the field was in a mess, Ye Zhengyang had quietly walked off the ring and disappeared into the crowd.

It is really a matter of fact, and the merits and fame are hidden.

Ye Zhengyang came here just to kill Jiao Canghai's majesty. Although he could not stop the competition, he could deal with the hypocrite Jiao Canghai.

Although he won, he would have a prize of 10 million, and he would also ask Jiang Baishan to place a bet on his behalf and he would handle all the winnings.

Ye Zhengyang doesn’t need to wear very glamorously in front of outsiders, nor does he need any luxury cars and mansions.

As a true Taoist priest, he has taken life and death lightly, and his vision is beyond the reach of many ordinary people.

He doesn't care about the eyes of others looking at him.

For those people, all this may be very important, but for him, it is not worth mentioning at all. Only when one has strong strength can one be the true meaning of life and can one achieve a state of no desires and no desires.

When the host saw that the game was over and walked on stage to announce the results of the game, he found that Ye Zhengyang was no longer on stage. He looked around and didn't know where the person was going.

Finally, he announced the result of the game. Ye Zhengyang won and won the game today.

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At this time, Ye Zhengyang had already walked out of the backstage. He was not used to the feeling of being watched by others while standing under the spotlight, and he didn't want people to know him too much, so he would not cause unnecessary trouble, so he left quietly.

As Jiao Canghai was knocked down from the stage, the competition officially came to an end.

It was already late at night, and the farce played in the underground venue finally ended, and the crowd left one after another.

When Jiao Canghai was beaten down, Jiao Canghai's apprentice Luo Jialin led a few servants from the Ling family to rush over and helped Jiao Canghai up from the ground.

Jiao Canghai was not dead. Ye Zhengyang spared his life, but his cultivation level was mostly lost. It would be very difficult to compete with others in the future.

“Master…”

Luo Jialin saw Jiao Canghai's many bones were broken by Ye Zhengyang, and his body was covered in blood. He helped him up with great distress.

Jiao Canghai was still immersed in the huge shock just now, shocked by Ye Zhengyang's Bajiquan method. Although this skill was destroyed by Ye Zhengyang, it seemed to have woken him up.

What is the purpose of practicing Bajiquan for my whole life, and what is the purpose of practicing hard for thirty years?

Now everything has been lost and has become a laughing stock for others. In the final analysis, it is just a bet in the eyes of those rich people, and more like a toy.

"Master, that boy beat you like this, I will definitely avenge you!"

Luo Jialin said gritting his teeth.

"No!"

Jiao Canghai shook his head slightly and said weakly: "No need, you are not his opponent!"

"This person's methods are mysterious and his martial arts are the best in history. He is definitely the style of a master. The reason why his master ended up like this is his own fault. No one else's fault..."

“Master………”

Luo Jialin still said unwillingly.

"Needless to say, I will send me back to my hometown. I will never get involved in the world of right and wrong in this life. Let's take care of my old age with peace of mind."

Jiao Canghai said to himself: "It is the young man who can keep this life just now that he showed mercy..."

Luo Jialin had no choice but to ask someone to lift him up and walk outside the field.

But just a few steps away, a man in black, covered with a very tight body was slowly walking towards Jiao Canghai.

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