Chapter 15 Gambling!

"This guy is so awesome!" The soldiers of the Fire Dragon family were scared by Zhao Jingtian. Zhao Jingtian alone has put down more than 50 soldiers in less than five minutes! If it goes on like this, it's not they who chase Zhao Jingtian, but Zhao Jingtian who chases them!

"Beep~~" A particularly dazzling red signal flare rose to the sky. Even if he didn't know the special meaning of this signal bomb, Zhao Jingtian could guess that these guys were asking for reinforcements.

"Damn!" Zhao Jingtian knew that as long as the reinforcements came, he and Yan Yaoying would no longer have any chance to escape!

"I can only take Sister Yan to escape!" Zhao Jingtian immediately made a bloody road and ran away in the direction of the cave. These soldiers did not stop Zhao Jingtian. They just need to guard the intersection at the foot of the mountain and wait for reinforcements.

"I don't know if Sister Yan is awake..." Zhao Jingtian rushed into the cave with an arrow. Suddenly, a fierce wind of fist hit him!

Zhao Jingtian quickly stopped his footsteps and his body was crooked to avoid this punch.

"Xiao Tian!?" Yan Yaoying's voice came from the darkness.

Zhao Jingtian was overjoyed and walked towards Yan Yaoying: "Sister Yan, it's great that you woke up..."

"Papa!" Despite the dark night, Yan Yaoying still slapped Zhao Jingtian very accurately.

Zhao Jingtian was beaten a little dizzy: "Sister Yan, you are..."

"Let's go, aren't there a pursuers coming?" Yan Yaoying walked out of the cave as if she hadn't slapped Zhao Jingtian twice just now.

Zhao Jingtian smiled helplessly in his heart: "No wonder people say that women are moody, alas!"

***

Yan Yaoying walked ahead, followed by Zhao Jingtian and found that her footsteps were much more frivolous. Obviously, Yan Yaoying's injury is still very serious.

"Sister Yan, they are guarding the mountain road and must be waiting for reinforcements. We can only rush out now. I'll lead them away, and you take the opportunity to leave!" Zhao Jingtiandao.

Yan Yaoying said in an unquestionable tone, "No! My boxers are at a higher level than yours. I'll lead them away!"

Zhao Jingtian said anxiously, "Sister Yan, listen to me, you are injured. I should go to this kind of thing!"

"You have to listen to me. I'm your sister Yan!"

"I'm a man!" Zhao Jingtian roared like a lion.

Yan Yaoying was silent for a moment and said quietly, "Xiaotian, we don't have to fight."

Zhao Jingtian was stunned: "Why?"

"No, because none of you can escape!" A loud voice jumped into Zhao Jingtian's ear.

Zhao Jingtian's face changed and looked in the direction of the sound. A middle-aged man with flames and red light appeared dozens of meters away from them.

"I was flamed, and I still have the strength to speak. It's not bad." There seemed to be some appreciation in the tone of the middle-aged man, but Zhao Jingtian heard that this person was nothing more than joking about them.

"Sister Yan, I'll deal with him. You go." Zhao Jingtian said coldly.

The mysterious person and Jin Hongzhe did not pose in front of Zhao Jingtian, but this red-haired monkey who came out of nowhere dared to be arrogant in front of him. Zhao Jingtian is not so easy to be bushed.

One more important reason is that Zhao Jingtian now wants to protect Yan Yaoying. For Zhao Jingtian, Yan Yaoying at this time is no longer the original indifferent female instructor, but a woman who needs his protection.

"Is it just you? Haha!" The red-haired middle-aged man looked at Zhao Jingtian as if looking at the poor man: "You are a body-shaping boxer. If you can pass ten moves under my fist, I will let you two go!"

The red-haired middle-aged man spoke very loudly. Coincidentally, the soldiers of the Fire Dragon family followed and heard the red-haired middle-aged man's crazy words.

"This guy's status is estimated to be quite high, and I'll let you lose your face in front of these subordinates!" Zhao Jingtian thought maliciously, and the other side answered loudly, "Okay! The one who doesn't keep his word is the grandson, son of a bitch!"

The red-haired middle-aged man sneered and said, "I don't think you can talk hard!" After saying that, he rushed up to Zhao Jingtian.

"Wait!" Zhao Jingtian waved his hand repeatedly: "I can't use my exquisite body skills here. If we want to compare, we will go to the foot of the mountain!"

The red-haired middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, and Zhao Jingtian deliberately said, "What? Are so many people afraid that we can't run away?

"Hmm! I'm sorry that you can't fly with your wings!" The red-haired middle-aged man turned around and went down the mountain: "I'll wait for you at the foot of the mountain!"

"Xiaotian..." Yan Yaoying's voice trembled slightly: "You..."

Zhao Jingtian gently patted Yan Yaoying's hand: "Sister Yan, don't worry, I'll be fine. Wait a minute, run away while I'm playing with that guy! I believe that as long as you can escape, that guy will never stop me!"

***

At the foot of the mountain, the sky is already slightly bright. The soldiers of the Fire Dragon family held a torch around a large circle and circled the competition venue between Zhao Jingtian and the red-haired middle-aged man. Yan Yaoying stood near the soldiers, and more than 100 people were staring at her.

Yan Yaoying thought to herself, "If I'm not injured, do you want to stop me? However, is Xiaotian really sure, or to buy time for me? He is just a body-shaping boxer!"

Zhao Jingtian stood opposite the red-haired middle-aged man, and the fire rose, making their faces strangely red.

"Fire boxer, Yan Baili." The red-haired middle-aged man reported his name. In the Holy Kingdom, in order to show their respect for their opponents, both sides will give each other their names. However, Yan Baili doesn't mean that: "Remember, I want Yan Baili. You died in the hands of my Yan Baili.

Zhao Jingtian sneered: "Five-element boxer, Zhao Jingtian. I believe that you will remember my name after today.

"What? He is a five-line boxer!" Yan Baili was slightly shocked, but he quickly calmed down. If it is a condensed five-e elements boxer, there may still be some opportunities. What threat can a body-shaping boxer pose to a wind-breaking boxer?

"Please start!" Zhao Jingtian stretched out his hand very calmly to show his hand. This calm momentum shocked the soldiers of the Fire Dragon family present!

Yan Baili's face changed slightly, and he stepped on the ground with one foot. His body was like a fast flame, rushing straight to Zhao Jingtian with a flaming flame fist!

"It's so fast!" Zhao Jingtian was also really surprised by the speed of Yan Baili. If he hadn't practiced Xingyun Liushui, this heavy blow would have been suffered!

Fortunately, Zhao Jingtian's junior cloud step could barely cope with Yan Baili's first move. He moved two steps to the side, and Yan Baili's punch roared in front of him!

"It's so dangerous!" After a flash of a blow, Zhao Jingtian quickly moved back a few steps and distanced himself from Yan Baili.

Body shaping, concentration and breaking the wind are the three realms of junior boxers. These three levels only increase in strength, defense and boxing spirit, while there is not much progress in speed. Only when the fourth level - the realm of stepping on the waves will the speed be greatly improved.

Therefore, Zhao Jingtian practiced the boxing skill of walking, which is no worse than Yan Baili in terms of speed and reaction. At the same time, the water power of flowing clouds still played a certain role in Yan Baili, so that the first blow of Yan Baili was empty.

"What's going on? How could that man avoid Boss Yan's blow? The soldiers looked stunned.

Yan Baili's face couldn't hang up, and he did not hesitate to make a second blow.

Yan Baili rushed to Zhao Jingtian again. When he was about to approach Zhao Jingtian, he opened his fists left and right and hit Zhao Jingtian's temples at the same time.

Two peaks penetrate the ears!

The timing of Yan Baili's action is very accurate. Zhao Jingtian will not have time to retreat!

Unexpectedly, Zhao Jingtian did not move his footsteps, but took a step forward and turned his head to Yan Baili's chest. This is not the move of a boxer. It is clearly the way to play street scoundrels!

But this move works very well. Zhao Jingtian not only avoided Yan Baili's fists, but also fought back against the Jedi. Yan Baili was shocked and quickly returned to defense.

Originally, Zhao Jingtian's move was already amazing, but to everyone's surprise, Zhao Jingtian's move was even a false move! Zhao Jingtian bowed his head, stood upside down with his hands, raised his legs upside down, and threw it at the door of Yan Baili like a whip!

Yan Baili was in a hurry for a while. He instinctively covered his face with his hands. With a bang, Zhao Jingtian's feet hit Yan Baili's hands and smashed Yan Baili back three steps!

Fortunately, Zhao Jingtian is just a body-shaping boxer. If Zhao Jingtian and Yan Baili are at the same level, Yan Baili must have been hit by a concussion at this time!

Even so, Zhao Jingtian's hands trembled with pain.

"Good boy! Fire whirlwind 13 kicks!" Yan Baili's face turned blue with anger, and the firelight looked even more ferocious: "You are actually a disciple of the Fire Gate!"

Zhao Jingtian didn't know anything about the Fire Gate at all, but he knew that Chen Xi, who died at Yan Yaoying's hands, was a disciple of the Fire Gate. This whirlwind thirteen kicks must be the unique skill of the fire gate.

Zhao Jingtian doesn't care what kind of fire door is. He has now hit Yan Baili's arrogance severely. What he has to do is to blow up and strike the opponent's confidence!

"Two moves!" Zhao Jingtian stretched out two fingers: "There are still eight tricks!"