Chapter 1495: Chapter 1495

Hua Yingjie’s face changed dramatically, and he hurriedly crossed his hands in front of his chest to block the opponent’s fist.

The Hundred Slayer’s fist slammed heavily on Hua Yingjie’s arm, directly blasting Hua Yingjie’s body into the air. This time, he secretly used the power of a martial master.

Hua Yingjie’s body struck the guardrail and was bounced back onto the ring, falling to the ground. The intense pain in his arms made it impossible for him to support his body.

The Hundred Slayer glanced at the surrounding crazed audience and suddenly leapt up, viciously stomping towards Hua Yingjie’s head.

"I cannot die; I have unfinished missions..."

Hua Yingjie looked despairingly and unwillingly at the sole of the foot enlarging above him.

Many people instinctively closed their eyes, unwilling to witness the gruesome scene of brains splattering.

The Hundred Slayer’s immense power caused the ring to shake continuously.

The Hundred Slayer looked at his feet in surprise, finding nothing there.

The audience fell silent, staring in surprise at a young man dressed in a denim outfit on stage, who was helping the newcomer king with drooped hands, preventing that horrid bloody scene.

But when did this guy get up there?

A survivor of a disaster, Hua Yingjie looked at Tang Ming incredulously.

"At times , you’re pretty happy to see me, right?"

Tang Ming smiled, pulling Hua Yingjie behind him, casually looking at the Hundred Slayer: "Friend, you’ve won this match, my friend concedes, no need to go to the death!"

"Who are you to intervene in a match between fighters?"

The Hundred Slayer glared angrily at Tang Ming. In his career, no one had ever stood up against him, and now seeing his prey being rescued, he was very displeased.

"I’m his classmate, here to declare his surrender."

Tang Ming smiled, pulling Hua Yingjie as he prepared to leave the stage.

"Hold it! No talk of life and death on the ring is the rule here. Even the host and referee don’t dare to step on stage. If an outsider like you comes up, you’d better give an explanation or you might not leave."

Upon hearing that this person was Hua Yingjie’s classmate, the Hundred Slayer got angry. In his eyes, a young Nine-star Martial Artist like Hua Yingjie was already quite impressive, so his classmate probably wasn’t that strong either.

Tang Ming looked at Hua Yingjie in confusion.

"It’s simple: since you’ve come on stage, you have to fight to leave."

The Hundred Slayer’s eyes were filled with battle intent as he stared at Tang Ming.

"You want to challenge me?"

Upon hearing this, Tang Ming turned around, his face looking oddly at the Hundred Slayer.

"Hahaha, in this ring, it’s always others challenging me."

The Hundred Slayer laughed wildly, playfully looking at Tang Ming: "But today, I’ll make an exception to challenge you, do you dare to accept?"

"Why wouldn’t I dare?"

Tang Ming smiled faintly, glancing around at the audience: "The question is, are you the one who decides?"

"He can’t decide, but I can."

At this moment, a deep male voice suddenly sounded through the speakers, as the venue lights shifted and finally settled on a front-row seat not far from the ring.

A bald man with a red vest was smiling at the ring. He had a brazen face, a gold chain around his neck, with a cigar in his mouth, flanked by two scantily-clad young women.

At this moment, one of the girls held a microphone to the man’s mouth.

The entire audience was attracted by the lights, looking at the bald man in confusion.

Tang Ming looked at him in confusion.

"I’m the person in charge of the Century Boxing Tournament, which means I’m the boss here. My name is Zhao Tianhao."

Zhao Tianhao took a puff of his cigar, proudly looking at Tang Ming: "I can arrange for you to fight the Hundred Slayer, just adding some entertainment for the audience."

"Then can we also bet on our match?"

"Of course, we can bet. I will have the Banker open the odds right now, so you and the Hundred Slayer can have an official match."

Zhao Tianhao smiled, gesturing with his hand.

The next moment, the screen above the ring displayed the images of Tang Ming and the Hundred Slayer.

"Think of a name; my staff will put your name alongside the Hundred Slayer, and the system will open a betting event. Everyone can place their bets."

Zhao Tianhao proudly looked at Tang Ming: "I’m betting a million that you’ll definitely get beaten to death."

"Is that so? Then I want to bet more, that I can win."

Tang Ming smiled, "Call me ’I Must Win’ then."

"Alright! Ladies and gentlemen, as the person responsible for this boxing match, I announce an additional match tonight: the match between ’I Must Win’ and the Hundred Slayer. Feel free to place your bets."

Zhao Tianhao shouted loudly.

As soon as his words fell, the screen showed the names ’I Must Win’ and the Hundred Slayer, with the odds still five to one.

Seeing this situation, the audience erupted. Although they didn’t know who Tang Ming was, the Hundred Slayer had already demonstrated terrifying strength. Against Tang Ming, this unknown entity, everyone knew who they believed in.

For a moment, the audience frantically bet on the Hundred Slayer to win, almost forming a one-sided trend.

However, some noticed that Tang Ming managed to save Hua Yingjie from the Hundred Slayer with such speed that no one knew how he got up there, so they took a chance and placed bets on Tang Ming in return.

"Chen Cang, get the money, place the bet."

Tang Ming stood on the ring.

"I know, I know, I’m betting three billion you’ll win; I can’t bring out any more cash."

Chen Cang shouted excitedly. Tang Ming never did anything he wasn’t sure about, so at this moment, they’d go all-in on Tang Ming even if it meant bankruptcy.

Upon hearing this, there was an uproar in the audience, thinking Chen Cang was bluffing, believing he must be crazy because who would invest several billion in such a setting?

"Dad, it’s Xiaoxi, immediately transfer all the family’s liquid assets to my account, I want to make a big bet."

Su Xiaoxi anxiously called Su Tianyu.

Although Su Tianyu was puzzled, he knew his daughter never acted rashly, so he immediately began to mobilize funds, raising five billion in cash for Su Xiaoxi; the urgency made it impossible to assemble more.

Li Xiaoli asked anxiously as she looked at Liu Mengting: "My brother only left a few hundred thousand for college expenses, even if I bet it all, it’s not much!"

"I don’t have much money either, only a few hundred thousand, let’s borrow money."

Liu Mengting shouted excitedly.

Then the two immediately called Liu Junmei and Wu Xiaoxia, borrowing money with promises of doubling the return.

"Why do you need so much money? Are you in trouble outside?"

When Li Xiaoli got through to Mu Zixin, Mu Zixin asked in confusion.