Ma Jiamen: I was forced to fight for supremacy

Chapter 176 Ma Zhongtong's Gentle Land, Luozhou Sang Qihong

On the rostrum of the competition venue, Luozhou Mu whispered to the Duwei beside him:

"I invited Mr. Ma Er, but he didn't come. It turns out he was caught up in the land of pleasure."

Du Wei responded softly:

"That's Boss Sang. The gentle place of our Mr. Huolong is a little too gentle."

"Haha, in Mr. Huolong's eyes, Boss Sang's gentle place is not the most gentle...

Okay, let’s announce the start.”

With Du Wei announcing the start, the top 40 elimination round officially kicked off.

Today's venue was divided into two parts, with two groups of practitioners competing against each other at the same time.

The rules are the same as before, who is better and who is more likely to die.

The horse battle was the third batch to appear. The first two competitions were relatively harmonious and there were not many highlights.

Only half of the people at the scene were watching the competition seriously, while the other half were watching Boss Sang and Ma Zhongtong.

The horse fighting competition in the No. 2 field happened to be on Ma Zhongtong's side.

As soon as he entered the venue, the three beauties pulled Mengyao and cheered him loudly.

Ma Zhan deliberately moved closer to Ma Zhongtong, wanting to see how this Boss Sang was so stunningly beautiful that she could make Master Ma stay out all night for so many days.

After approaching, Ma Zhongtong coughed lightly and warned Ma Zhan not to meddle in other people's business and just focus on the competition.

Ma Zhan gave Ma Zhongtong a smile that all men understand.

Ma Zhan saw that Boss Sang, who was sitting upright and dignified, was secretly holding Ma Zhongtong's hand.

He admired Mr. Ma even more.

"Luozhou, Golden Dragon"

When I entered the venue, my opponent was a rough man in his forties, wearing shorts and a tight-fitting body.

Look at his clenched hands, they are covered with calluses and the fists are flat.

It should be hand skills, lower body stability, and fists to open the way.

Ma Zhan clasped his fists in return.

“Qingshui, Ma Hu.”

He Jinlong did not rush to take action, but asked:

"Do you know Boss Sang?"

"do not know."

"Then you know Mr. Fire Dragon."

“I don’t recognize…I don’t know.”

"What are you smiling at Boss Sang for? Watch my fight..."

He Jinlong suddenly exerted force with his legs and rushed forward.

When he rushed in front of Ma Zhan, he stopped instantly and punched out with both fists.

He Jinlong was too fast, and Ma Zhan's true energy was locked, so he couldn't dodge and could only raise his forearm to deal with it.

"Bang~"

Ma Zhan was knocked back more than ten meters and almost fell out of the arena.

Mengyao and Sanmei in the stands fell silent again and sat down.

Ma Zhongtong tilted his head to show that he couldn't bear to watch it.

Ma Zhan stood up, his arms shaking uncontrollably.

"This guy is so strong, it seems that he is either an admirer of Boss Sang or a die-hard fan of Ma Zhongtong."

Ma Zhan swung his arms and used his punches, right? Then I will teach you Tyson's swing and Ali's butterfly step.

Ma Zhan protected himself with his fists, swayed his body from side to side, and walked towards He Jinlong step by step with his shoulders stiffened.

He Jinlong was a little confused when he saw Ma Zhan's posture.

'He took my mountain-splitting punch, but his bones weren't broken. This kid is really tough.

Also, what's his plan?

Seeing that He Jinlong didn't react, Ma Zhan "bang, bang" hit his nose with two jabs.

My nose was sore and I couldn't help but cry.

"Ah~"

He Jinlong's vision was a little blurry, and he swung his fists again in the direction of Ma Zhan.

Ma Zhan dodged sideways, rotated his body, twisted his waist violently, hooked his liver with his dominant hand, and then kept some distance.

After being hit by a heavy punch, Jin Long's body swayed slightly. He took a breath and prepared to fight back.

As expected of horizontal training kung fu, its ability to withstand blows is strong.

The Golden Dragon's fists are extremely powerful, with one punch having the power to split a mountain.

But there is no follow-up combo, so it is easy to dodge.

Ma Zhan kept dodging and then counterattacked with heavy punches.

It was difficult for Jinlong to hit Ma Zhan, as his physical defense was very strong, and neither of them could do anything to the other for a while.

The fight on court number one had already ended, but the two men were still exchanging punches like noobs.

Ma Zhongtong coughed twice, which reached Ma Zhan's ears, expressing his dissatisfaction.

Ma Zhan understood what he meant, and after dodging Jin Long's fists again, he held his waist and stepped behind him to get in the back position.

Jinlong was big in build, and Ma Zhan could barely put his shoulders on him, clamped him on the lower back, grabbed his belt with both hands, and exerted force suddenly.

Jin Long felt himself being lifted up, lying on his back, and then his vision suddenly changed.

He saw Boss Sang sitting upside down, and then his neck cracked and he lost consciousness.

Ma Zhan turned over, dusted off the dust on his body, and complained.

"This guy is too heavy."

"Site No. 2, Qingzhou Ma Hu wins."

Ma Zhan raised his chin towards Ma Zhongtong and walked off the field.

Chun Xiaoman leaned close to Ma Zhan's ear and asked:

"Sir, why do you always take a beating first and then fight back?

Do you want to test your opponent's strength first?"

Ma Zhan smiled awkwardly, "Yes."

Sang Qihong tilted her head to Ma Zhongtong's shoulder and whispered:

"Erlang has a good eye. I think this little tiger can handle the golden dragon with ease."

Ma Zhongtong patted Sang Qihong's hand lovingly and said:

"let's go..."

Almost all the men in the arena watched Ma Zhongtong leave, with jealousy burning in their eyes.

After returning to the courtyard, Ma Zhongtong continued to stay out all night.

After the five of them had dinner, Ma Zhan continued to call the other four for a meeting.

"Xiao Man, tell me what's going on with Sang Qihong. She's very popular in Luozhou."

Chun Xiaoman cleared her throat to show respect to Boss Sang and said:

“Sang Qihong, like us, came from a brothel.

However, according to legend, her family used to be a wealthy and powerful family. Because someone in the family committed a serious crime, he was sold by the government when he was seven or eight years old and entered the Jiaofangsi.

She came to Luozhou at the age of twelve. At that time, she was already proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting.

At the age of eighteen, she redeemed herself, and two years later, she opened her own brothel, Qi Honglou.

In Luozhou City, a brothel cannot be opened without power behind it.

After Qi Hong Lou opened, people went there every day to investigate Qi Hong Lou, or to make trouble, to find out who was backing Sang Qi Hong behind the scenes.

Boss Sang publicly stated that the power behind Qi Honglou is me, Sang Qihong.

If anyone comes to cause trouble again, I, Sang Qihong, will fight him to the death.

The more this happened, the more the others felt that Sang Qihong was deliberately covering up the truth.

There were also rumors that Sang Qihong was the mistress of a second-rank official of the Liang State kept in Luozhou, while others said she was the mistress of a first-rank official.

What's more, some people say it belongs to a prince or a prince.

No one dared to cause trouble in Qi Honglou again.

Sang Qihong was good at making money. In addition to brothels, her businesses also included underground banks, gambling houses, car dealerships, pawnshops, escort agencies, etc.

Also, the world in Xue Lan’s sleeves, Qi Luo’s beautiful words and dreams, and my light dancing clothes.

It was Lord Mingyue who personally came to Luozhou and exchanged them with Sang Qihong.

We don’t know the price that Lord Mingyue paid.”

After listening to Sang Qihong's story, Ma Zhan sighed:

"This isn't Boss Sang at all, this is the underground boss of Luozhou."