Jiang Fan was stunned, he thought that he came here without authorization, and he did it with people, how could these guys have to fight, he didn't expect to be so easy to talk.

"You're not stopping me?" he asked.

Ban Cuntou smiled: "We all spent money to train here, not to take money to show the tigers, if it wasn't for a momentary itch, I wouldn't have done it with you......"

He pointed in the direction just now: "Li Chenghai is over there, go by yourself." ”

Quite a nice guy!

Jiang Fan nodded to indicate that he had received it, and then glanced at him deeply: "You also participated in the battle for life and death?"

"Even I know this, it seems that your kid also has some origins. Ban Cuntou did not deny it: "Everyone here is participating in this battle for hegemony." ”

"If I were you, I'd quit the fight and stay out of the ring again. Jiang Fan said lightly.

After brushing it, Ban Cuntou's face sank, as if Jiang Fan said something to pierce his lung tubes: "What do you mean?"

"It's simple......"

Jiang Fan glanced at the audience for a week: "Because you guys are training like this, it hurts your body very much, and the mortality rate of this battle for supremacy is so high, can you be sure that you are the last one to win?"

"So you mean this," Ban Cun's expression relaxed: "I thought you thought I wasn't strong enough......"

He looked at the boxers around him and said, "Actually, we all know the damage to the body caused by such training, and we also know that the mortality rate of this battle is too high, but as a fighter, we are afraid of death, is it possible?"

Ban Cuntou slowly clenched his fists: "From the moment I stepped on the black boxing ring, I knew that I would definitely die on it in the future, and dying in the ring is also the glory of every black boxer!"

"Well said!"

Boom, a series of cheers rang out all around, and the fighters who had been watching the excitement applauded or whistled one after another.

These people are sick, right?

Jiang Fan was speechless for a moment.

"As for what training hurts...... You don't need to remind us that Muay Thai training is actually more traumatic, and the average life expectancy of their professional fighters is no more than 33 years. In addition to being killed in the ring, even if he finally retreats from the ring, he will not live to be 40 years old, which is the result of overdrawing his body. ”

"Then you still have to work so hard?"

Jiang Fan frowned and said, "If you quit now, I am sure that your body will return to the state of a normal person, provided that you don't continue training." ”

"Thanks, but I don't need to!"

Ban Cuntou waved his hand: "You pity us, how can we not pity those mortals!"

"Pity?" Jiang Fan wondered.

"Yes, power!"

Ban Cuntou's fist suddenly swung out, and the strong wind broke through the air like a bullet and screamed: "Do mortals have the strength of ours?"

He smiled: "Don't talk about those mortals, even the world's most heavyweight boxing champions, those champions in the UFC can't survive a minute in front of me!"

"That's right, just with those soft fists, what kind of champion do you call yourself, it's a joke!"

"It's because of those ugly rules that boxing has become a combat sport, and if those champions are in front of me, I can give them a hand!"

"It's okay for me to tie both hands!"

……

In the chaos, the surrounding fighters echoed it, obviously holding a grudge against those champions for a long time.

And Jiang Fan believed that their words were right, just with the punches and kicks just now, ordinary world champions would definitely not be able to bear it.

After all, the average martial arts champion needs a full set of health care services to train, and once the health is maintained, most of the training effects will be eliminated.

"What about the UFC ring?" Jiang Fan asked, "That's a no-rule fight, even if there are restrictions, it's much smaller than boxing." ”

"You're naïve!"

Ban Cuntou sneered: "Do you think the UFC ring is really transparent? If we don't accept their conditions, how can we get into the ring? And we, the fighters who have been trained under brutal conditions, have won the championship, how can those sponsors make money? Will it be known to the world that their equipment is useless? Those drugs will actually wipe out the results of training?"

Jiang Fan was speechless.

"Well, I can see that you should be kind, so I don't bother with you. ”

Ban Cuntou turned and walked to his punching bag: "I still have to train." ”

Jiang Fan noticed that the black qi on his head seemed to be deeper.

It's deathly!

A bunch of martial arts idiots!

He knew that he and the other party were people in two worlds, and there was no possibility of communication at all, so he could only shake his head and walk to Li Chenghai's boxing ring.

Along the way, from time to time, there were fighters who looked at him curiously, and those who liked to joke would suddenly punch him, or kick him, and then laugh.

Jiang Fan responded indifferently to this.

When he came to Li Chenghai's ring, he saw that the two people above were still fighting to the death, and they were already sweating at this time.

"Which one is Li Chenghai?"

Jiang Fan frowned and looked at it for a long time, and finally shouted.

The two separated, and a short man looked at Jiang Fan: "Are you looking for me?"

Jiang Fan once looked at the photo of Li Chenghai in Zhang Yan's mobile phone, and found that the other party was indeed the person he was looking for.

Under his gaze, the dead qi on Li Chenghai's head was thick as if it was about to drip water, and the blood qi on his body had not only turned into a dragon, but also turned purple, circling and roaring and spinning!

Jiang Fan knew that this was a sign that Li Chenghai was about to die, indicating that he was likely to be killed in the ring in the first round!

It is even possible that he will die suddenly during training, after all, his blood is too vigorous, and the overdraft of his life is too serious!

"That's right, I'm looking for you. Jiang Fan nodded.

"What's the matter?" Li Chenghai was still expressionless, and took the drink on the side to replenish,

"Someone asked me to give you a word," Jiang Fan said: "Immediately quit the black boxing ring and quit the battle of life and death!"

"Oh!"

What Jiang Fan didn't expect was that after Li Chenghai heard this, he just responded lightly and re-opened his posture to face the opponent.

Jiang Fan was stunned: "Li Chenghai, aren't you curious about who gave you the words?"

"It must be my wife looking for you, right?"

Li Chenghai waved his fist and said hatefully: "I told her a long time ago that I was not allowed to interfere in my competition, but she didn't listen! When I go back after winning the championship, I must beat her up!"

"You won the championship?"

His opponent seized the opportunity and smashed Li Chenghai in the face with a punch, knocking him staggering back: "You must have been killed in the first round, I am the champion!"

"Then I'll beat you to death right now!"

Although Li Chenghai was punched, he did not show weakness and immediately launched a counterattack.

With a bang, the two fought together so savagely, and saw Jiang Fan's eyelids jumping.