The referee gave up counting the seconds and directly announced that Xiang Chen had won, and it was boiling directly under the ring, and even Zheng Ziling, who had already walked to the door of the gymnasium, asked people to carry him back, and stood under the ring with Huang Zetao, staring at Xiang Chen, who had already won. The two of them thought at the same time - what an arrogance!

Xiang Chen looked down at the unconscious foreign boy at his feet, and vaguely remembered that the host had said his name, but Xiang Chen didn't remember it at all. wanted to kick the guy at his feet, but someone took the first step to carry away the seriously injured and unconscious foreign teenager.

Xiang Chen pursed his lips, remembering that he had obviously collected a lot of strength, but it seemed that he was still a little too strong.

Directly opposite the ring, the C position of the Ivy League team, which had been closing his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes to the slightly fierce young man, like a beast that had found its prey, staring at Xiang Chen tightly.

Xiang Chen was embarrassed by the person on the other side of the ring, and he could only compare it to a victory gesture, which could be regarded as a greeting.

The foreign young man looked gloomy, and got up directly and walked into the ring.

"Steve! Come back! It's not your turn yet!"

The coach of the Ivy League team whispered, but the young man named Steve had already stepped into the ring.

"Is he my next opponent?

Xiang Chen asked the referee next to him, but the latter obviously didn't intend to make any response to Xiang Chen. Looking at the muscles on Steve's body that seem to be carved out, if you count it according to a professional athlete, this guy in front of him should have few opponents, but fighting and killing people used to be Xiang Chen's profession, even if he has retired and his skills have degraded, there is still some dignity, and he can't tolerate provocation by others.

Similar to Xiang Chen's thoughts, Steve decided to beat Xiang Chen before he stepped into the ring.

"My name is Steve, I wonder if you can understand English?"

Steve looked at Xiang Chen and asked hopelessly, but he didn't expect to get Xiang Chen's response.

"I understand. ”

Xiang Chen frowned, although Huang Zetao gave a considerable hourly wage, Xiang Chen still wanted to end this game like a cockfight as soon as possible.

"I originally thought that this trip to China would not have anything interesting. Before you, the man named Zheng Ziling was a bit interesting, but he didn't pose a threat to us until you appeared. ”

Steve paced slowly around Xiang Chen, this time without the referee announcing that the battle between the two had begun.

Steve walked and talked, also looking for a flaw in Xiangchen. And Xiang Chen was looking for Han Zhili's gaze in the dark, and the referee obviously didn't want to deal with the Steve in front of him, but this guy didn't wear protective gear, what if he accidentally killed someone?

Xiang Chen needs someone to take the blame, and at Wanghai University, he can only drag Han Zhili.

"You're strong, and there aren't many people who can break armor with one punch, even in the United States, but unfortunately, I'm one of them!"

Steve's voice fell, and the whole person had already exploded towards Xiang Chen, just like Xiang Chen, Steve didn't choose to wear protective gear, in his opinion, that thing seemed to be protecting people on the surface, but in fact, it was a burden, and there were restrictions on many moves!

"The one who was carried down was my brother!"

In the rapid advance, Steve said another word, but Xiang Chen, who was looking for Han Zhili, really didn't care about what Steve said to him, until Steve's fist hit Xiang Chen's face, Xiang Chen turned his head and dodged, which was regarded as giving Steve some face for this fierce punch.

Dodging Steve's punch, Xiang Chen also put away his contempt for this young American.

"Strange pace!"

Steve thought that Xiang Chen might dodge his punch, but Steve never thought that Xiang Chen would be able to dodge his punch at such a close distance.

"Huaxia Kung Fu?"

Steve moved his muscles lightly, and he was also looking for the next shot.

The so-called people are old spirits, ghosts and old spirits. Seeing Xiang Chen observing everywhere, Han Zhili could think of what kind of calculation this kid was making in his heart, and held the teacup to block his vision, until the water in the teacup was drunk, Han Zhili still held the cup.

In the ring, Steve and Xiang Chen are still entangled in your back and forth, Steve is a little depressed, it seems that every time the opponent in front of him chooses to dodge at the last moment, but every time he dodges, all of them are successful!

Gradually, it seemed that Steve, who had the advantage, had beads of sweat falling on the ring, and Xiang Chen still kept looking around, as if looking for something.

"You've succeeded in me off!"

Steve couldn't stand Xiang Chen's careless attitude, and his movements became faster and faster.

kept dodging, until Steve's fist swept to Xiang Chen's sideburns, leaving some marks on Xiang Chen's face, Xiang Chen retracted his gaze and looked at Steve.

"What a fucking arrogant!"

The people in the stands may not be able to see Xiang Chen's expression, but Zheng Ziling and Huang Zetao in the players' seat can see all of Xiang Chen's expressions clearly.

Xiang Chen's eyes fell on Steve's body, if he received a few more years of professional training, he might be nervous, but now is not enough to take a few more looks.

Thinking back to the way Sun Songtang looked when he beat himself, Xiang Chen was very happy to use his footwork before, and now it's time to see if his body technique works!

According to the gourd to draw the scoop, with memory to imitate Sun Songtang's sticking to the mountain.

Steve's fist hit Xiang Chen's ear, and Xiang Chen raised his elbow and pressed it directly against Steve's pectoralis major muscle.

After the hand-to-hand encounter, Steve retreated many steps in a row, but Xiang Chen did not choose to pursue. Instead, he kept confirming his strength and flaws in his body.

"True ......"

spoke in unison again, but Zheng Ziling and Huang Zetao glanced at each other, and swallowed back the words "It's too fucking arrogant".

Ordinary competitive fighting is all about taking advantage of the opponent's mistakes, seizing the opportunity to carry out a fierce operation, until the opponent is beaten until he has no power to fight back, but Xiang Chen is different, every time after repelling Steve, this guy doesn't seem to be in a hurry to attack, as if he wants to leave the opponent enough time to recover. It's like two people fighting, one always beats the other half to death, and then saves the other and beats half to death. This kind of humiliation is far more serious than killing a person, killing people and punishing the heart, and the means are dirty!

"He's so confident in himself?"

Huang Zetao asked to himself, like Xiang Chen playing like this, there are many people who play himself to death! But Zheng Ziling next to him gave him a big roll of his eyes.

"Don't ask me! he's going up for you!"