Chapter 338 Betting Five Billion Dollars

“The new Death King of the Death a.r.s.enal is challenging Master Yama? Ha! That's a h.e.l.l of a show!”

“Dope. This new Death King Sentai has quite some power here. He is imitating Yao Xiansen that he is doing a live video streaming on the dark platform.”

“Today is going to be a great day. The important figures of the western underground world are taking turns to go against each other. Is this going to turn the underground world all around? It's been a long while since the underground world has gone so chaotic last time.”

The dark platform was boiling again as soon as Sentai challenged Liu Feng.

This was the deed of the Death King. When a large airborne helicopter landed, a high-definition camera on the nose of the aircraft was already filming.

And instantly, the tall and handsome image of Liu Feng standing in front of a modified Grand Cherokee appeared in the live video on the dark platform.

“This is my first time to see Yama Liu's face. The video of his fighting against the t.i.tan King was not as clear as this one.”

“It turns out that Master Yama is so young? F**k! What a bitter comparison! I am more than fifty years old, and yet I'm a mercenary captain.”

“The legend is real. It turns out that Master Yama is so handsome. He should still be unmarried I suppose?”

Because of the close-up of Liu Feng, the dark platform had been boiled up again. Some well-known beauties of the underground world had even openly expressed their admiration for Liu Feng.

ID: Black Rose, “Master Yama, I have decided to pursue you.”

ID: Snake Beauty, “I think that only beauty like me, with all the wisdom and sensuality in one, is worthy of Master Yama.”

Just when Liu Feng was attracting all the highlights, the door of the large airborne helicopter opened. A blonde man with a black cloak jumped off the plane.

At the same time, another camera on the plane immediately turned to the man. He was about the same height as Liu Feng, with broad shoulders and a wide chest. But his waist was quite thin. From the front, his body had demonstrated a standard inverted triangular shape, which was considered as the golden proportion of the bodybuilding community.

Against the backdrop of a black cloak, the blonde man strode forward, bathing in the spotlight coming from the plane. The cloak swayed in the wind and his hair naturally fluttered behind his head. The sharp outline of his face demonstrated a unique sense of hardness of Western men. His handsomeness was absolutely one of a kind.

Just such a simple entrance had given everyone the feeling that the blonde man was out of this world.

“Smug!”

Seeing the blonde man walking over, Liu Feng figured a provocative smirk as if he had been meeting an old friend, “You must be the Death King. Are you going to a dress-up party wearing this? And a cloak? Come on, you've been playing Honor of Kings too much. What is this? Hero costumes?”

This blonde man was apparently the Death King Sentai. His entrance was supposed to be sensational on the dark platform. After all, for the Western people, Sentai's image was more aligned with their aesthetics.

However, after Liu Feng's tease, everyone was affected psychologically.

“Hha! Master Yama is hilarious and pretty precise. What a smug with a big cloak.”

“The Death King should really be a model instead of being in the underground world.”

“Hey! Although Death King is fierce, he is a bit exaggerated compared with Yama Liu.”

The topic about Sentai also filled the screens on the dark platform, but it was not completely boiling yet.

A guy with the ID Duck King was even more offensive. He directly left a message, “The Death King is surely my cup of tea. I would date him if he were willing to.”

Swoos.h.!.+

As soon as the Duck King's message got through, there were many discussions.

Everyone in the western underground world knew that this Duck King was one of the superpowers of the western underground world, the master of the Monster Heaven, and a gay. It was said that there were at least dozens of beautiful men around him.

Surely, it was impossible for Sentai to know what people on the dark platform were talking about. He had already walked towards Liu Feng, at a five-meter distance.

Behind Sentai, there were twenty elite warriors who were almost all armed to the teeth. During the walk, these people did not make any sound, and they were not weaker than the members of the Netherworld.

“Yama Liu, your jokes are suck.”

The Death King Sentai had an attractive voice and a confident smile on his face, “I hope you still possess the courage to laugh at me after we fight.”

“If you want to fight, fight now. Stop your bullsh*t. I am a bit hungry already and would really love to end this quickly.” Liu Feng stepped forward.

“Before that, I have one question.”

Asked Sentai, “We had three candidates for the Death King at Death a.r.s.enal, and one of them who liked playing with a blade died in the Celestial Empire…”

“It was me. Any other questions?” Liu Feng replied simply.

“Very good. Master Yama, thank you. You killed him and broke the balance for me. So, I became the Death King and had completely controlled the Death a.r.s.enal.”

“Well, if you want to thank me, why don't you just stand there and let me take three shots at you?”

“Wis.h.!.+”

As the conversation continued, the two of them reached out at the same time.

Banged…

When the two masters collided, they launched a fierce battle without even testing the strength of one another. It was fair to say that under the illumination of the helicopter's spotlights the two were dazzling for the viewers because they moved so fast.

Especially the fists of the two, the frequency they drove punches had almost reached the point that it was hard to track their movements with bare eyes.

After the two collided, in addition to the terrifying speed, they were demonstrating, the thump of the two hitting each other was thunderous and daunting. The two of them had both shown elite combating skills.

Swished!

After the first collision of the two ended and they pa.s.sed each other, Justice who was watching the fight from behind got his eyebrows all twisted, “Nine strikes of attack and eight strikes of defence. The Death King actually had one more attack than Big Boss. He is a tough one.”

“Did you count that out?”

Irene glanced at Justice and whispered, “It seems that you and Big Boss are both monsters. I didn't even see their moves.”

After hearing the conversation between the two, Yang s.h.i.+wen started to get nervous uncontrollably and her little pair of hands had clenched into fists.

At the same time, the two men fighting suddenly turned around and slammed each other again.

This time, the two had almost no hard crashes. If they were fighting heavily in the first collision, this one was light.

Sentai leaped continuously and lightly as if he had been like a b.u.t.terfly that was flying in the flowers flexibly and steadily. His both fists shot out with straight hooks and smas.h.i.+ng drills, which was simple, fierce, and unpredictable.

Yet Liu Feng was even more ethereal and flexible. His feet were stepping on the Eight Diagrams and Nine Palaces, just like walking in the air. No matter how fast and how fierce the Death King's fists punched out, he couldn't even sc.r.a.pe Liu Feng's clothes.

And now, Liu Feng was fully demonstrating his advantage. He opened his arms up, launching Beng Boxing attacks, Pi Boxing swerves, hook-blocking followed by pulling, or attacks between the gaps by Chuanyun Palm.

There were too many attacking techniques in the traditional martial arts of Celestial Empire. The greatness of Celestial Empire martial arts was truly reflected by Liu Feng's movements.

What was even more terrifying was the adhesive force of the pulling when Liu Feng was hook-blocking. The Eighteen Wrestling Stances had fully demonstrated its power at this point. Whenever the two had any body contact, the moves of Liu Feng could always lead the Death King to have his footsteps floated. And the Death King had almost fallen down for a few times, looking extremely embarra.s.sed.

“Holy Sh*t! Celestial Empire martial arts are surely as terrible as black magic. Yama's way of driving force is really wicked.”

“Wicked your a.s.s! This just implies that the power of Yama is so great. I'm afraid that even the Death King will lose. Yama is just too powerful.”

“It's still hard to say who is going to win. But Yama is surely having the upper hand. When this kind of important figures fight each other, they must have kept some hole cards of their own. The outcome can't be out very soon.”

Everyone watching the live stream on the dark platform was completely attracted by the fight between Yama and the Death King.

And right now, six fireworks flashed again on the dark platform, and a golden message bar appeared.

It was Eugene, “The gamble is on! It's on! Yama versus Death King. With odds one to five. The minimum bet is five million dollars. I have put the gamble at the gambling zone of the dark platform. Feel free to bet now.”

“My goodness! It's Eugene's gambling game. The real G.o.d of gambling in the western underground world is opening a gambling game.”

“He's surely worth his t.i.tle, the G.o.d of gambling. Odds one to five? It's obvious that Yama is having the upper hand, but the odds are tilting towards the Death King. Does it mean that the G.o.d of gambling thinks that the Death King is stronger?”

“F**k it. I don't care. It's the odds of one to five! I am betting on the Death King with five million.”

The battle between Yama and the Death King had actually opened up a huge gambling market in the underground world.

Far away in a famous red-light district of a country in the West, a fat white man sat on a large sofa, holding two extremely s.e.xy beauties in him with a huge cigar between his lips, saying with a smile, “F**k you! Just now Yama and t.i.tan King were fighting. It was just a video. If it was a live broadcast, I would have set up a gamble already. Now, this is great! The Death King is good to play it online. I could finally make a fortune from it.”

As he spoke, the fat man raised his right hand and three dices were thrown to the tea table in front of him with a whoosh.

Sneak!

The three dices kept rotating and stopped in a pyramid pattern.

“Oh, that's triple six again. Master G.o.d of Gambling is bad again.”

“No, I lost again. But I have only my bra and my undies on. I can't undress anymore!”

The two beauties held by the fat man coquetted towards G.o.d of Gambling together.

Hey-hey, hha …

The fat man laughed triumphantly, “I'll forgive you for this round, and we will continue after getting the money back from this bet.”

Yes, this fat man was the G.o.d of Gambling, Eugene, one of the superpowers in the underground world.

After Eugene set up his bet, the game had attracted nearly one billion dollars in less than a minute, and the sum was still increasing.

“This is interesting.”

The Justice who was watching the fight of Liu Feng was also monitoring the dark platform through his cell phone. He quickly logged in the platform and topped up, then he placed a bet in Eugene's game.

Justice said, “I bet on Yama to win. Five billion dollars.”