The registration process was so simple that it was a little unbelievable, a few strong men with a faced face simply asked Zhao Fan's height, weight, and battle record and other things, and even the fake name of Li Fan casually reported by Zhao Fan did not have the slightest verification, and directly began to count money with a money counter.

And these people were looking at Zhao Fan's gaze, all of them were looking at an idiot who was bent on looking for death.

It's no wonder that these people judge people by their appearance, after changing their appearance, Zhao Fan looks a little more feminine, a little unpleasant, and even a little sissy.

Just like he is now cocking his orchid fingers and sneering a few times, it is very suitable for his appearance.

But fighting, let alone these people, even Zhao Fan himself looked at his current appearance in the mirror, and he was a little skeptical that he would be trampled to death after he went on the field.

The kind of easy-looking mask bought in the system mall can be said to be seamless, and the only drawback is that Zhao Fan has no way to choose what it looks like after the disguise.

Shouts and curses rang out at the same time, the battle on the ring was over, and as expected, the yellow man in the red boxing suit was victorious. But he didn't feel well, his arm should have been broken, his body was full of scars, and there were even tooth marks bitten out by his teeth, and he was dripping with blood.

And the Caucasian who was fighting against him was already curled up on the ground at this time, and only his body twitched occasionally, letting people know that he still had a breath.

Those in the stands, where will there be the slightest mercy?

Many people saw that the white man was tall and big, and they bet heavily on him. At this time, seeing that he lost, if it wasn't for a group of security guards who stopped him, the group of people who were cursing angrily would probably have climbed onto the stage and punched him to death.

"Ladies and gentlemen, today, our hall once again welcomes a warrior ......"

After two beautiful girls in cool clothes came to the stage with signs, the oily host with hairspray on his head took the microphone to announce Zhao Fan's challenge, and then Zhao Fan, who changed into a yellow boxing suit, also walked out of the passage under the escort of several black suits.

In order to set off the atmosphere, the host also praised Zhao Fan a few words, but this just made the audience in the stands feel that huge contrast. The laughter and mockery came one after another in an instant, and everyone looked at Zhao Fan's gaze as if they had seen an idiot.

"Where can you make money with thin skin and tender meat? Running here to find death, it's really poor and crazy, right?"

"The body still looks like it has a few pounds of strength, and I should have eaten a lot of protein powder, right?"

"This kid lasts for a maximum of thirty seconds, and if the opponent pushes a little harder, I'm afraid he won't even die. ”

Countless people looked at Zhao Fan with scrutiny, and they all shouted loudly.

"Go down, we're going to see the battle between López and Pan Hu!"

"Get out of here, don't delay our time!"

……

Immediately, the voices of the audience quickly became one, and they didn't even want Zhao Fan to delay his time.

You must know that even if Zhao Fan can bet on this battle, most people will bet on his opponent, and even if he wins, there is nothing to look forward to. And the fight they were looking forward to, most of them made heavy bets.

"Please follow the rules here!"

The smile on the host's face remained unchanged, his tone was a little cold, and the surging voice below was stunned and quickly weakened.

"Please, Mr. Li Fan's opponent, our boxing ring rookie, the Tiger from the north, Zheng Jie!"

The host held the microphone in his hand, smiled meaningfully at the audience below, and then shouted loudly.

"I'm going, it's too dark, isn't it? To deal with a newcomer, they actually let Zheng Ming's hand it?"

"This kid is dead, thirty seconds is really looking up to him, at most three seconds, he has to lie down. ”

"The boxing arena is abided by the rules, this kid is challenging ordinary boxers, although Zheng Jie almost became the weekly champion, hasn't he won it yet?"

The expressions of the audience changed at the same time, and when they looked at Zhao Fan, they showed a little pity. Many people were shaking their heads gently, secretly mourning for Zhao Fan in their hearts.

In the midst of the discussions, a strong man with a naked body and only a pair of red shorts turned over into the ring in a very chic manner.

This person is bald, his figure is almost a whole head taller than Zhao Fan, his thick arms and muscles are solid, and the skin on his body is shiny. Puffs of dust were sent up on the floor of the ring, and with each step, the entire ring trembled.

After this person came on stage, he didn't even look at Zhao Fan, raised a pair of thick arms and waved towards the audience, twisted his neck with his head high, made a clicking sound, and proudly enjoyed the cheers of many audiences in the audience.

Zhao Fan always carried his hands behind his back, watching these people perform coldly, and the referee-like person standing in the audience was also waiting for Zheng Jie to show off his might, without interrupting him at all.

"It's a miracle that this kind of person has been in this gym for so long, and he hasn't lost any parts. ”

Zhao Fan shook his head lightly, and a sneer came out of his mouth.

"I'm not interested in beating you like a, if you're dead short of money, you can come to my room. If it makes me happy, I can give it to you for just 100,000 yuan. ”

This person showed off on the stage for two minutes before he glanced back at Zhao Fan, showed a mouth full of yellow teeth, and said mockingly.

"Haha!"

"I'll just say, it's not easy to make money if you have thin skin and tender meat? No, there will be a way soon!"

"I guess this kid is already scared stupid, money and life, after all, life is more important. ”

There was laughter in the audience, countless people pointed at Zhao Fan for a while, and countless people smiled obscenely, and seemed to have the same idea as Zheng Jie.

"If you have to wait a little longer to start, let them bring me a chair to sit and wait, it's tiring to stand. ”

Zhao Fan looked coldly at the referee who also had a weird smile in the audience, and said leisurely.

Swept by Zhao Fan's gaze, this person's face froze, and then he snorted coldly and sounded the gong hanging in front of him.

In such a boxing ring, there are no fighting rules at all, so there is no need for anyone to judge fouls and score points, and the only function of this guy is to beat the gong.

"If you are in such a hurry to die, I will fulfill you!"

Zheng Jie laughed cruelly, his face was cold in an instant, and he rushed towards Zhao Fan with a big stride.

can survive in this place, and there is really no simple role. This person looks rough, but in fact he is very cunning, and he is not as he seems on the surface, he thinks that Zhao Fan is a fool looking for death.

Zheng Jie's actions after coming to power, the only purpose was to provoke Zhao Fan. And at this moment, the battle officially began, and his true face was revealed, his fists were calm, his internal qi was surging, and he actually had a dark cultivation.

It is no exaggeration to say that this person's fist is the size of a bowl, and the speed of the punch is very fast, and it is also very direct, without wasting the slightest physical strength.

This punch, even with the sound of whirring wind, directly hit Zhao Fan's chest.

"Three, two, one......"

The guy in the stands who said that Zhao Fan could only hold on for three seconds counted down loudly, looked at Zheng Jie's fist with excitement, and waited for Zhao Fan to be blasted out by him in the next second.

"Bang!"

The dull impact sound, even if it is full of human voices, with the help of the megaphone, is still extremely shocking.

It was indeed someone who flew out, but it was not Zhao Fan.

He also punched out, and He Zhengjie's fists, which did not evade, collided together.

Then Zheng Jie, who definitely weighed more than three hundred pounds, flew out of the ring like a large balloon in the eyes of everyone in disbelief.

"Zheng Jie was trapped, this guy is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger!"

"This kid is finished, Zheng Jie must have been negligent just now, and now he has been yin once, and he will definitely torture him to death!"

Playing in the ring does not mean that Zheng Jie is defeated, if it is not for the Zhao family's somewhat scruples, the only criterion for judging the victory or defeat of this kind of black fist is that one of the two sides of the battle dies.

And there is only one rule here, that is, one person on both sides of the battle completely loses combat effectiveness or admits defeat.

Everyone saw that Zheng Jie was beaten, and everyone expected that Zheng Jie would immediately rush into the ring and abuse Zhao Fan.

Countless eyes were focused on Zheng Jie, who fell next to the ring, and although the roar was still ringing, it was getting smaller and smaller, until finally the audience was silent.

Zheng Jie hugged the arm that he had just punched tightly, his huge body curled up on the ground, and he cursed fiercely in his mouth, but he didn't mean to get up and continue to fight.

Zhao Fan looked at the audience with a faint gaze, and glanced at this Zheng Jie again.

Zheng Jie looks like a stupid big man with only brute strength, but his mind is more lively than everyone imagined, and he sees the opportunity very quickly. This person was able to live intact in this environment, and it was really not a matter of luck.

"Zheng Jie, are you ready to admit defeat?"

A cold voice came from the direction of the attic, Zheng Jie's body trembled slightly, and then he turned his body hard, and pointed to his arm with a crazy face.

It was only at this time that everyone could see clearly that this man's arm had been twisted at an impossible angle, and it had been broken and could not be broken again......

"It's really a pig and a tiger, we are all blind!"

"It would have been nice to bet on this kid just now, this kind of newcomer, the odds are at least twenty times. ”

Seeing such a scene, many people gasped.

It was just a punch, and he couldn't even see any earth-shattering movements, and he only shot after Zheng Ming's hand, but Zheng Jie, who magically changed the volume to almost two Zhao Fan, flew out so easily, and broke one of his arms.

Zhao Fan also reacted, and muttered in a low voice: "I used too much force!"

The strength jumped too fast, where can he be completely mastered in a short period of time? It is true that he left his hand, but the strength after this hand is still much stronger than before, even if Zheng Jie has the strength of dark energy, he still has a broken arm.

"In this battle, the challenger Mr. Li Fan wins!"

The referee in charge of striking the gong glanced at Zhao Fan in the ring in surprise, and gently sounded the gong to determine the result of this battle.

There was no cheering, no cursing, and there was something quiet in the ring.

Especially the person who said just now that Zhao Fan could only hold on for three seconds, he felt as if he had been slapped his face, and it hurt hotly.

"Mr. Li Fan, do you want to continue? If not, you can go to the office to collect your deposit and bonus. ”

The host holding the microphone was also stunned for a moment, before looking at Zhao Fan and asking, there was no frivolity in his eyes, but a kind of respect for the strong.

"Go on!"

Zhao Fan stood on the stage without moving, and said lightly.