288: Chapter 285 Inevitable Defeat

"Shit! How did 'Wan' lose too?"

At this moment, in the spectator stands, Stallone looked at the five million dollars he had lost on his tablet, his face instantly filled with exasperation.

Although millions of dollars were nothing to him, he had been losing ever since the previous match with Rhino, which was a bad omen.

"Master Wan is still very impressive; his Northern style Kung Fu is very powerful, worthy of being called Great Master level. It's just that his Qi isn't enough, and his age is catching up to him."

Brother Jie shook his head. He could be considered the one who understood Kung Fu the best here; even Brother Hong and Dragon could not compare to him in this regard.

After all, Brother Jie came from a background as a martial arts athlete and had even won awards; he only started filming movies after retiring.

Compared to him, Brother Hong and Dragon were a bit lacking. Both graduated from the Peking Opera class of the drama academy. Although they had been through the mill for so many years and had come into contact with many true Kung Fu experts and learned a bit, they were still a bit inferior to him.

"Is he even more powerful than you were when you were young?" Brother Hong looked at Brother Jie curiously. He had witnessed Brother Jie's Kung Fu with his own eyes; when he was young, he was very capable of fighting, and he was the type who was very proficient in Taiji, Xingyi, Bagua, Southern Fist, and Northern Leg, and he could use all eighteen types of weaponry as soon as he picked them up.

Therefore, many big shots in the film industry said that as long as they told Brother Jie an action, he could immediately replicate it, making him the most worry-free action actor.

"How could I compare to him?" Hearing this, Brother Jie laughed and shook his head. "I had some foundation when I was in martial arts school, but compared to him, I'm still a bit lacking.

Let's put it this way: I could fight when I was around twenty, but after I started making movies, I focused mainly on routine performances. Even so, the me at twenty was far inferior to him.

He must have come from a direct lineage, and I seem to have seen him somewhere before."

As Brother Jie spoke, his brows furrowed, and he actually began to recall carefully.

"Seen him? Could he also be from the film industry? In the action actor circle, we haven't seen anyone with this kind of ability."

Hearing this, Dragon looked suspicious.

"His real name is Wan Qianhe." Just then, a voice suddenly interjected.

Hearing this, everyone looked at Zhou Guoli, who had been quiet on the side.

"Yes! That's right, it's Wan Qianhe, Master Wan, a descendant of a famous family, I remember now." Brother Jie slapped his thigh suddenly and said.

"Wan Qianhe? Never heard of him. Is there such a figure in the action star circle? If there is, I must highly recommend him to my director friends."

Brother Hong stroked his chin, his face full of confusion.

"No! No, no, no! He is not from the film circle, and he isn't even from the entertainment industry; he is from the martial arts circle. If it's the Northern martial arts circle, those at the bottom don't even have the qualifications to know about him."

Brother Jie shook his head repeatedly. He remembered that when he was young at the martial arts school, he had seen an Elder Wan come to give guidance, and accompanying him was a very powerful young expert in leg techniques.

At this moment, their appearances began to gradually overlap.

"Sigh, I didn't expect that this descendant of a famous family, who is comparable to a Great Master, would end up here and fall into such a state."

After figuring out Wan Qianhe's identity, Brother Jie looked full of regret.

"Huh, Jie, another challenger for your Chinese Kung Fu has appeared. Oh, damn it, he looks like a child standing next to Odoba.

Will he get beaten to death?" Stallone suddenly exclaimed. At this time, everyone also noticed the VS screen displayed on the big screen above.

At the same time, the challenger's information was also displayed on the tablets.

"Li? Does he think he's Bruce Lee? In Boxing, this kind of weight class gap is like a heavyweight versus a lightweight fighting. He's crazy. I can already imagine the scene of this poor Li dying on the ring on the spot."

Stallone actually had some foundation in fighting; having filmed movies for so many years, he had also learned a lot of knowledge about Boxing and other fighting styles, especially when filming Rocky.

And in Boxing, weight classes are absolutely necessary to be divided.

Perhaps a one-weight-class gap isn't much, but crossing two levels makes the gap extremely obvious.

You can't hit them, but one punch from them is enough to take your life; the logic is just that simple.

"Hey, do you guys want to place a bet? However, I still want to remind you that although he is one of your Chinese people, he looks very..."

Stallone didn't finish his sentence, but the meaning was clear: this was a sure-loss match, and perhaps it would even be very brutal.

Brother Jie, Dragon, and Brother Hong looked at each other and naturally shook their heads repeatedly. As for Durant, seeing that the experts were all like this, he naturally wouldn't place a bet either.

"Huh, Zhou... you... are you crazy?"

Durant saw that Zhou, who was on the side, had silently gone all in with fifty thousand dollars in one go.

And he was betting directly on 'Li' winning five consecutive matches.

You have to know that the betting here is also in a Reincarnation of five matches; at most, you can bet on a favored contestant winning five consecutive matches, and then place bets for the next wave.

And now, let alone five matches, even just winning one match, Li Changsheng's odds had reached a staggering 10 times.

And betting on winning five matches, the odds reached a terrifying 50 times.

In other words, if Li Changsheng won, he wouldn't get rich overnight, but he would definitely make a huge profit.

"Mr. Zhou, no matter how powerful this contestant is, it hasn't started yet, and you are betting so firmly on him winning five consecutive matches. Could this Li be your friend?"

Brother Hong was quite sharp, so after thinking for a moment, he asked.

"Well, I know a little about him." Zhou Guoli nodded, not intending to say too much about the two of them.

Hearing this, everyone nodded, but nobody still had any intention of betting on Li Changsheng.

This Zhou betting like this might just be spending some money to support a friend and save face; they wouldn't waste their money on this.

However, Brother Hong's eyes were still fixed on Zhou Guoli. After a while, his eyes flickered, and then, without hesitation, he bet one hundred thousand dollars under Li Changsheng's name on the tablet.

"Big Brother, why are you also..." Seeing this, Dragon was a bit puzzled.

Brother Hong, however, looked indifferent, puffed out his large belly, and laughed, "It's just a small amount of money, just treat it as playing around."

Seeing this, the others didn't say much. Anyway, everyone had already lost quite a bit of money in the previous two matches, so one hundred thousand was really just for fun.

Only Zhou Guoli, upon hearing this, gave Brother Hong a meaningful glance.

"I used to read entertainment news saying that he was very worldly-wise and very smart; it seems it's true."

He didn't care about Brother Hong following the bet; he himself was just playing around with his own money.

In fact, even he himself wasn't 100% sure about Li Changsheng.

Just because Li Changsheng could easily break his own arm back then didn't mean he could break the arm of a beast like this.

At this moment, on the ring, Li Changsheng had already walked into the octagon cage wearing a Tang suit, and the staff hurriedly stepped forward to lock the iron mesh door.

Seeing this, the referee also hurriedly took his position nearby, waiting for the host to finish the introduction.

In this kind of match, the referee doesn't need to be inside the octagon cage; in fact, the role of the referee is quite useless.

"The challenger is Li from China, specializing in Chinese Kung Fu, 182cm tall, 80kg in weight, and is a newcomer to the ring!"

Accompanied by the host's loud announcement, there was only sporadic applause at the scene, which was soon drowned out by boos.