Chapter 1374 The Contest Begins

Time is flying fast, and there is only half an hour left before Wu time.

Everyone sat down under the ring, and a host came to the ring and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, the world-renowned Mr. Xiao and Mr. Matsumoto's martial arts are about to start. The two are not just about to decide the outcome, And also bet 100 billion US dollars. Whoever wins, the other party's 100 billion US dollars belongs to him. We saw a lot of world-renowned super rich come to the scene, I wonder if everyone is interested in betting?"

A super-rich man with glasses said: "How to bet?"

The host said: "Everyone is a rich man. I believe that you won't do that kind of thing that you don't admit to losing. Therefore, those who have a check can deposit a check, and those who don't have a check can write an IOU. Our staff is already in place. Choose Mr. Xiao wins, please put your check or IOU in the red betting box, choose Mr. Matsumoto and put it in the blue betting box. After everyone is finished, we will make a statistic and announce the name and amount of the bet in public. The game is over. Afterwards, our Yamamoto team will be responsible for handing over the check to the winning party within three days. However, we have to charge 5% of the hard work fee, do you have any objection?"

"Okay, five percent is already less. I bet Mr. Matsumoto five billion dollars."

"I bet Mr. Matsumoto two billion dollars."

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The host winked at the staff next to him, and six beautiful women with red and blue betting boxes walked up to the rich.

Chen Jiahong said, "Wanqing, aren't you betting on Yunhai?"

Zhao Wanqing smiled and said, "Don't worry, let's wait and see."

Twenty minutes later, the host read the calculated bet money again and said, "I just read it right? Do you have any objections?"

Seeing that no one said anything, the host said: "Okay. After the final calculation, Mr. Yaxiao won a total of 43.2 billion US dollars.

Mr. Oshimatsumoto won a total of 93.8 billion US dollars. Anything else to bet? If not, we..."

"Wait." A beautiful voice like a yellow ying rang out, and everyone looked at Zhao Wanqing who was speaking.

The host asked, "Is there any problem with Miss Zhao?"

Zhao Wanqing said, "I just heard that my husband and Mr. Matsumoto's bet has a difference of 50.6 billion US dollars. I will make up the difference. If anyone has a pen, please lend me a hand. I will write an IOU."

"Wow, worthy of being Mr. Xiao's woman, she is really atmospheric."

"In order to keep my husband from losing to the other party, he just wiped out the difference in the bet. It seems that the rumors are correct. This Miss Zhao really has the right to control Mr. Xiao's wealth."

Zhao Wanqing handed the IOU to the host, and the host put it in the red betting box, then gave Zhao Wanqing a thumbs up and said, "There is a saying in Huaxia that women don't let men, today I am from Miss Zhao. I see. With Miss Zhao's more than 50 billion US dollars, our odds are exactly 1:1. Well, the martial arts are about to start. The rules are very simple. Whoever falls first and can't get up will lose. See you later."

At fifteen o'clock, Matsumoto Baotian and Xiao Yunhai appeared in front of everyone at the same time as if they had negotiated.

Xiao Yunhai came to the ring, while Matsumoto Baotian walked straight towards Chen Jiahong.

Xiao Yunhai instantly understood what he meant, so he sat cross-legged on the ground, closing his eyes and resting.

Matsumoto Baotian came to Chen Jiahong, bowed deeply at him, and said, "Mr. Chen, I finally see you."

Chen Jiahong looked at him for a moment, nodded, and said, "Mr. Matsumoto Ichiki can have a grandson like you, he is dead and restless."

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Matsumoto Baotian's eyes flashed brightly, and he said, "Mr. Chen, you killed my grandfather in the ring with your cultivation at the peak of dark strength, and made our Matsumoto family a shame in the Japanese martial arts world. I want to know the situation at that time. What is it like?"

Chen Jiahong said: "Aren't you afraid that knowing it will make you frustrated?"

Matsumoto Baotian said: "If only a few words can affect my martial arts, then my Matsumoto Baotian is too useless."

Chen Jiahong laughed and said: "What a Matsumoto Baotian, he is indeed qualified to be my grandson's opponent. Since this is the case, then I will tell you what happened back then."

Although Chen Jiahong is in his 90s, he speaks in a loud voice, full of confidence, and without the slightest bit of old age.

"Matsumoto's boy, your grandfather is a real samurai worthy of our respect. Back then, when Japan invaded China, Matsumoto Izuki, as a military martial arts instructor and the number one master in Japan, set up a ring in the sea to fight our Chinese martial arts world. At that time, his kung fu had reached the peak of his energy transformation, and none of us could match him."

"But at a time when the country is ruined and the family is destroyed, how could our martial arts practitioners allow your grandfather to be vicious in China. Therefore, everyone knows that they are defeated, but they still launch suicide attacks on your grandfather one after another. I would rather be attacked by him. Blast off the head, but also leave something in the body of Matsumoto Ichiki. For two consecutive days and 33 battles, we Huaxia also killed 33 kung fu masters."

Hearing Chen Jiahong's words, everyone seemed to see the scene where the Chinese nation would rather die than give up in order to protect the family and the country.

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Matsumoto Baotian narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "What happened later? Are you on stage?"

Chen Jiahong shook his head and said: "Originally I was the thirty-fourth, but a Huajin master from the north took me a step ahead. That master didn't even leave his name, and directly used Bajiquan to fight with your grandfather. It was a pity that he still died under the fist of your grandfather, but he successfully wounded your grandfather before he died."

"I have to say that your grandfather has a big heart. After being injured, not only did he not retreat, but he challenged us again with the power of the great victory. He even tried to suppress the martial arts of our entire Chinese nation with the strength of one person. Spirit. At that time, the sea's kung fu masters were bleeding into rivers, and no one cared about their own lives."

"I was only twenty-six years old at the time, and I didn't take death seriously. So, I entered the ring and fought your wounded grandfather. This is the whole process of the incident. To be honest, if your grandfather hadn’t been injured first, it would have been me who died. Speaking of which, I took advantage of others’ dangers, but I have a clear conscience.”

Including Matsumoto Baotian, everyone did not speak, it seems that all of them were in that war-torn era, and saw those heroic characters compose a generosity sad song with their own lives.

Matsumoto Baotian took a deep breath, bowed again to Chen Jiahong, and said, "Thank you, Mr. Chen, for being able to tell the truth. My grandfather was right about what happened back then, and neither did you or the thirty-four heroes. Wrong, the battle between warriors is determined by life and death. However, no matter what, my grandfather lost to you back then. Since Mr. Xiao is your grandson and successor, as long as I can win against him today, it will be a fight for my grandfather. already."

Chen Jiahong said: "Then you have to be careful. I don't think there are people in this world who can rival my grandson."

Matsumoto Baotian smiled and said, "Then Mr. Chen, let's wait and see."

After finishing speaking, Matsumoto Baotian walked out of the ring, bowed slightly to Xiao Yunhai who just stood up, and said, "Mr. Xiao, please enlighten me."

Xiao Yunhai folded his fists and said, "Please."

As soon as he finished speaking, Matsumoto Baotian's eyes shot brightly, and he stomped his right foot into the ring. His whole person was like a wild beast, carrying a suffocating momentum towards Xiao Yunhai.

The two were originally more than twenty meters apart, but Matsumoto Baotian seemed to shrink into an inch, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Xiao Yunhai. His right hand turned into a knife and slashed straight at Xiao Yunhai's shoulder.

This hand sword was as fast as lightning, and it made a whizzing sound in the air, which was no different from a real sword.

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