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Although this kind of underground boxing match is not regular, but Wang Ruoqi can easily help Jiang Yu sign up for the competition, which shows that she still has certain skills.
When Jiang Yu was changing clothes and getting ready, the host began to enliven the atmosphere.
"Everyone, the person who will appear next is very powerful. He has won 13 games in a row. He is Zeng Feng!"
"Wow!"
All of a sudden, the audience cheered, obviously there were many fans of Zeng Feng.
Zeng Feng appeared under the eyes of everyone, with a burly figure, tall and tall, with well-defined muscles and sharp eyes.
He walked around the arena, enjoying himself to the fullest.
The audience talked a lot: "Who is Zeng Feng's opponent?"
"It doesn't matter who it is, as long as Zeng Feng wins without thinking!"
"I don't think so. Zeng Feng has won 13 fights in a row. The boxing ring will definitely arrange some strong opponents for him."
"Let's have a look first before we talk."
After Zeng Feng appeared on the stage, the host's face became a little strange, and he introduced: "Zeng Feng's challenger in this field is Jiang Yu."
For Jiang Yu's introduction, there is only one name, without any title.
This is an unfamiliar name, and the audience is quite looking forward to it.
But after Jiang Yu came on stage, the audience was full of sighs.
"Hey how about playing, dare to challenge Zeng Feng with this kind of thing?"
"Is it still necessary to fight? You can tell the winner at a glance."
"Hurry up and place a bet, Zeng Feng will win without thinking!"
Just when the audience was about to place bets, the host received the message and immediately said: "Everyone, take time to place bets. This game is just an exhibition match."
The implication is that no betting is allowed.
The people in the boxing ring are not fools either, they knew at a glance that Jiang Yu was only going to be beaten, if he let others place bets, he would have to lose the bottom line!
"Go on, shit exhibition game!"
"Quickly disappear, we are not interested in watching exhibition games!"
The audience was booing, thinking that this was a game without any suspense and nothing to watch.
In the box, Han Ying and Wang Ruoqi stood by the window, Wang Ruoqi proudly said: "Han Ying, do you still think that bumpkin has a chance of winning?"
Han Ying breathed a sigh of relief and did not continue.
Wang Ruoqi continued: "In order to arrange this boxing match, I wasted all my energy. How can you thank me when I drive away that bumpkin?"
Han Ying said: "Do we still need to thank each other?"
Wang Ruoqi curled her lips and said, "You pay for all the lunch this semester!"
Han Ying said cheerfully: "No problem!"
Facing the sighs of the audience, Jiang Yu didn't care, he looked up at the box where Han Ying was, and showed a strange smile.
Han Ying's heart trembled, and she said uneasy: "He can still laugh."
Wang Ruoqi said contemptuously: "He won't be able to laugh after a while, I told Zeng Feng specifically."
The host also felt powerless in the face of this scene, and slipped away after the game started.
Only Zeng Feng and Jiang Yu were left in the field, they stepped forward a few steps, their eyes met.
Zeng Feng's eyes were very sharp, and he sarcastically said in a low voice: "I didn't expect you to dare to go on stage."
When Wang Ruoqi asked him to punch him before, he couldn't believe his ears. How dare a country boy reach out to him on stage?
Jiang Yu said lightly: "There is nothing to dare, this place is not a mountain of swords and a sea of ??fire."
"Hehe" Zeng Feng sneered, "Do you know who I am?"
"I didn't ask for advice."
"I am the apprentice of Iron Fist Wang Qi, not to mention you, even those professional boxers can't stop me with a pair of iron fists."
Jiang Yu laughed out loud.
I thought it was awesome, but it turned out to be the apprentice of Iron Fist King Qi!
Tsk tsk, it really is the brother of Dahu, who beat the master and apprentice.
Jiang Yu's unscrupulous smile touched Zeng Feng's nerves, and he felt that it was a provocation to him.
At this time, the audience shouted angrily: "Don't waste your fucking time, hurry up!"
"It's not interesting at all, Zeng Feng can put that kid in the hospital with one punch!"
Facing the urging of the audience, Zeng Feng stopped talking nonsense with Jiang Yu, and directly punched Jiang Yu in the face.
Zeng Feng's power was not boasted, this punch was so powerful that it even brought a gust of wind.
And he shot very quickly, ordinary people simply don't have time to react.
The audience all looked like they lacked interest, and they all felt that Zeng Feng could end the exhibition match with one punch.
However, Jiang Yu's reaction was unexpected. He just took a sidestep and avoided Zeng Feng's fist.
Zeng Feng frowned, Jiang Yu's reaction speed exceeded his imagination.
After he missed his punch, he immediately changed his style and hit Jiang Yu's chest with an elbow.
Jiang Yu retreated again and again, and Zeng Feng pressed on step by step.
When he reached the edge of the ring, Zeng Feng smiled coldly: "See where you hide!"
Zeng Feng jumped up, and slashed down with one palm vertically, with momentum like a rainbow.
He had blue veins all over his body, and his domineering strength made the audience in the stands tremble with fear.
Han Ying in the private room suddenly felt compassion and said worriedly: "Ruoqi, Zeng Feng won't beat him to death, will he?"
Wang Ruoqi said: "Don't worry, Zeng Feng is sensible."
? Although boxing matches are irregular, basically no one will be killed.
Zeng Feng did have a sense of proportion. When Jiang Yu had no way to retreat, his palm could have struck Jiang Yu's Tianling Gai, but he moved a little sideways and struck Jiang Yu's left shoulder.
Boom!
With a muffled sound, the boxing ring was suddenly silent.
Jiang Yu didn't fall to the ground under Zeng Feng's vertical chop, he stood there straight, his right hand tightly grasping Zeng Feng's wrist.
Zeng Feng blushed from holding back, this vertical chop couldn't fall no matter what.
Afterwards, with a light push from Jiang Yu, Zeng Feng staggered backwards, almost falling!
"Noisn't it?"
"This kid, can he match Zeng Feng's strength?"
If it wasn't for the boxing ring not allowing bets, the audience would definitely think that Zeng Feng was playing a fake match!
A confrontation immediately made the boxing field boil.
"good!"
Many people applauded and urged: "Keep fighting!"
In the private room, Wang Ruoqi frowned, her face full of displeasure: "What the hell is this Zeng Feng doing? Is it necessary to give way to that bumpkin?"
In her opinion, it wasn't Jiang Yu's strength, but Zeng Feng's letting go.
However, only the client Zeng Feng knew what kind of opponent he was facing!
He was secretly startled.
This kid, why is he so powerful!
Jiang Yu didn't defuse his blow with four or two strokes of soft strength, Jiang Yu actually used his own strength to repel Zeng Feng!
Jiang Yu raised his eyebrows and glanced at the box where Han Ying was.
Suddenly, Zeng Feng dashed out: "Boy, don't get complacent too early!"
He clenched his fists, and all the strength in his body burst out. The iron fist is his invincible reliance!
He didn't have any reservations, and he didn't dare to have any reservations. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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