Top Furious Doctor Soldier c1-520

by Fu Shou ;覆手

  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.

  “Ha-ha! 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.”

  Swoosh!

  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 Arsenal, 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 Arsenal.”

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

  “Wish!”

  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 passed 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 Shiwen 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 butterfly that was flying in the flowers flexibly and steadily. His both fists shot out with straight hooks and smashing 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 scrape 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 embarrassed.

  “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 ass! 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 God of gambling in the western underground world is opening a gambling game.”

  “He’s surely worth his title, the God 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 God 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 sexy beauties in him with a huge cigar between his lips, saying with a smile, “F**k you! Just now Yama and Titan 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 fina
lly 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 God 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 God of Gambling together.

  Hey-hey, ha-ha …

  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 God 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.”

  Chapter 339 - My Blade also Comes Around

  “Damn! The people of the Netherworld are really confident in their big boss. Five billion at one shot. If Yama really loses, the money will be totally wasted!”

  “Do you have any idea why the Netherworld is so powerful? That’s because they are aggressive and confident. They’ll never think that Master Yama is going to lose. This is the root of the strength of this superpower.”

  A five-billion-dollar bet had put Eugene’s gambling game on fire.

  But this was not the end of it. Followed by that, the Nightwalker Luo Tengfei who was far away at Wolfsburg had also placed a bet, “Yama wins. Five billion dollars.”

  Puff! Puff!

  After seeing the bet of Nightwalker, Justice laughed so hard that he almost choked himself, “Damn. Does this kid put his all in?”

  At the same time, Luo Tengfei who was far away in Wolfsburg was making a wish to the passing meteor in the sky, “Dear meteor, let my boss win. Or I will lose everything I have. Amen!”

  If anyone else heard Luo Tengfei’s wishes, they would definitely laugh at him for saying “Amen” for a wish. It was just a meteor, not God himself.

  Bang! Bang! Bang!

  Sentai and Liu Feng collided once again as if Mars had collided the Earth. A large cloud of dust under their feet was shaken up by the energy of the two, and then the two men retreated at the same time.

  “The warm-up is over.”

  Sentai’s eyes flashed with fierceness and his face was full of excitement, “I haven’t met such an opponent for a long time. Yama, you make me feel that my blood is boiling.”

  “Oh! You are the Death King. Aren’t you supposed to be cold-blooded?” Liu Feng smiled and said.

  “Cold-blooded, huh?” Sentai’s eyes were filled with an undisguised desire of killing, “I really don’t like your jokes, so I am going to kill you. And I will demonstrate my strength with your life, Yama Liu.”

  “Sure. If you are stronger than me, just take my life away.” Liu Feng was still smiling, but the smile was turning cold.

  Swish!

  Then, the Death King Sentai took both hands from behind as a half-meter-long sickle and a one-meter-long iron rod appeared in his hands. He pushed those together, then he looked like the image of death in the mythical stories with the sickle and his black cloak.

  Similarly, Liu Feng turned his right palm and a foot-long blade appeared in his hand. The blade turned into a gorgeous flower as he twisted his wrist.

  “Well, give me your life!” Sentai waved the sickle and smashed towards Liu Feng.

  Under the illumination of the spotlights, the blade of the sickle flickered with a glare. Even the air cracked when the sickle cut through.

  Liu Feng sneaked his footsteps and quickly took half a step back.

  But just as Liu Feng retreated, a hint of smug appeared in the eyes of the Death King. The sickle that fell from the top to the bottom suddenly poked forward. And the wide blade that was upside down headed straight towards Liu Feng’s chest.

  This move was just too fast. There was no sense of slackness between the motions. It was apparently a long practiced-killing trick for the Death King.

  Facing such a move, even Liu Feng had to treat it carefully and seriously.

  Just when the sickle’s vertical blade was about to slice Liu Feng, his body spun forward like a top and blocked the sickle away with the spinning force.

  “That’s within my expectations, but the fiercest step of my move is…”

  The Death King was appearing prouder at this time. He roared as he leaped back, bringing the sickle back with his right hand, “It comes around!”

  Woo…

  The wide sickle turned horizontal from vertical. Under the dragging of the Death King, the sharp blade of the sickle smashed towards Liu Feng’s back. The strength of the pullback coupled with the sharpness of the sickle, which made the air whimper when it cut through.

  Fast!

  All the people from both sides watching it on the scene and watching it through the dark platform felt the extreme speed demonstrated by the move of the Death King.

  It was certain that Liu Feng could not dodge this move. And the Death King was the most powerful person from the West ever since Liu Feng had started his career. From Liu Feng’s perspective, the Death King Sentai had definitely reached the Danjin Level, and he was likely to be in the second phase of the force concentrating level. It was even fair to say that ordinary people in the second phase of the force concentrating level had absolutely no chance to live facing Death King with his sickle.

  Just when Liu Feng was about to be cut into half, he turned his body sideways and raised his left hand.

  Boom!

  Almost at the moment that Liu Feng raised his hand, the extremely fierce pullback of the sickle had abruptly stopped.

  “Damn! He grabbed it.”

  “F**k! Is Yama still a mortal? He actually g… grabbed. No! That was not simply a grab! He was holding the sickle between his fingers. How terrible is his power that he’s able to handle it in this way?”

  “Uhoh, the Death King is in danger.”

  Yes, Liu Feng blocked the sickle with his hand in a half-grabbing and half-holding manner. At the same time, Liu Feng smeared his blade with his right hand, and the snowy blade approached the Death King’s throat at an alarming speed!

  “Ah! You!”

  This move had freaked the Death King out. First, he was shocked by the horrible force of Liu Feng stopping the sickle. Then, the slash which followed next had nearly cut into his throat.

  Under great shock, the survival instinct of the Death King had driven him to release every potential he had. He gave up the sickle in his hands and leaped backwards drastically.

  “My goodness! He’s even abandoning his weapon.”

  “That’s tough. Although it was a bad idea to give up your weapon, at least you keep your life.”

  “The Death King is really good here. With his move with the sickle just now, he shouldn’t be weaker than Yama. As long as Yama doesn’t get him in one blow, he still got a chance.”

  Many bosses watching the live broadcast via the dark platform were now having their eyes glued to the screen. While watching the horrible fight between the two experts, they kept expressing their own opinions by texting in the comment section.

  It was true. A group of invisible tycoons whose wealth would make the richest people in the world feel shocked were constantly refreshing the comment section as if they had been some pupils who had just learnt how to surf the Internet.

  Did the Death King really have a chance though? Well, at least Liu Feng was not willing to give him any chances currently.

  “Take one from me now!”r />
  After Liu Feng missed a hit, he quickly twisted his right wrist and threw the blade towards the Death King who was retreating.

  “My God!”

  The Death King quickly leaned backwards to avoid the flying blade that shot towards him like a flash. The blade flew over the tip of his nose, spinning. The Death King was soaked in his own sweat.

  What frustrated the Death King even more was that once he stood back up, Liu Feng actually picked up his sickle and smashed it towards him.

  This hit was even faster than the one when the Death King was smashing at Liu Feng. Besides, the Death King had not fully returned to battling position. The hooked tip of the sickle had almost got the hair in front of his forehead.

  At the moment of life and death, the Death King retreated with all his capabilities. He just felt the sickle sweeping past his nose. It appeared that the sharp edge had already cut through his skin, but the wound was quite shallow. So, he didn’t really care.

  Then, a more horrible scene happened.

  Liu Feng actually learnt the move of the Death King just now and poked the sickle forward. Although he had just learnt it, Liu Feng’s action was not hindered by the slightest bit.

  “F*ck you!”

  The Death King was beyond shock and fear at this time. He was in an extremely difficult situation right now and the vertical blade had cut his clothes from the chest to the lower abdomen. Only after that, he had time to block the sickle the same way as Liu Feng did, spinning.

  “Damn! The Death King was hurt. His chest and abdomen are bleeding.”

  “What a horrible person Yama is. If the move were faster, the Death King would be butchered.”

  “Ahh, I got it. Yama Liu is completely copying the Death King’s move. The next step would be coming around.”

  Swish!

  That was right. Some of the bosses watching on the dark platform predicted with great precision. Liu Feng dragged the sickle backwards, and the wide sickle cut horizontally towards the back of the Death King.