At this time, the host on the stage said into the microphone: "Now start the second round of the competition, please Mr. Song Hu Song, and ......"

Hearing his name, Song Hu snorted coldly: "Han Dong, you wait for me." ”

As he spoke, he jumped up and jumped directly into the ring.

The game started soon, probably with a belly full of fire in his heart, as soon as Song Hu came to the stage, he changed his performance in the previous game and attacked non-stop.

The opponent couldn't resist it at all, and there were more and more flaws, and finally he was hit by Song Hu with an uppercut, knocked to the ground, and there was a crisp loud bang from his chin, which was obviously broken.

The audience realized that this was a real move, and they became more and more excited, pushing the atmosphere of the scene to a climax.

Next, the games were carried out one by one, and as the continuous advancement, the duel became more and more tragic, and from time to time people were carried out, and the air was filled with a smell of blood.

Even if the winner has some color on his body, he will no longer be able to pass the test by talking and laughing like in the first round.

Seeing that there were fewer and fewer fighters left in the ring, the audience had to cheer, and the cheers became higher and higher. Because, the previous one was nothing more than an appetizer, a real duel, and now it has just begun.

Now, it's Han Dong's turn to play again.

His opponent is Shi Yanfeng.

The winner between the two will face Azmoun directly for the first place in the bottom half.

This is also the first "heavyweight" matchup here.

Needless to say, Shi Yanfeng's performance in the first few games made everyone frightened.

And this skinny Han Dong, without being favored by everyone, actually killed here.

It's just that when he met Shi Yanfeng, his "dark horse" road should be ended, right?

The audience held their breath, even the little girl obviously knew that Shi Yanfeng was by no means an idle person, her hands were also clasped together, her eyes stared straight at the stage, and she was silently cheering in her heart.

"Boy. Shi Yanfeng said to Han Dong, "I really didn't expect you to get the opportunity to fight me, you are really lucky." ”

"Luck?" Han Dong grinned, "Luck is also part of strength. ”

"Okay, then I'll see if you have any luck in this round!" Shi Yanfeng said, his eyes widened, like a tiger coming out of the mountain, and his whole body was like a cannonball out of the chamber, rushing towards Han Dong!

"More than strong, not flexible enough. ”

Han Dong chuckled lightly, and his footsteps moved slightly, shaking off Shi Yanfeng's attack.

Shi Yanfeng saw that the blow was in the air, kicked down, and pounced again with the wind, and even the iron chain on the edge of the ring began to shake slightly.

Han Dong's mind was highly concentrated and avoided again. There was no head-on response.

"Sister Hong, I think this kid can't hold on......" Looking at the situation in the ring, Shi Yanfeng has been attacking wildly, while Han Dong has been passively defending, and the manager said in a low voice.

Under such high pressure, as long as one is not careful, they will be knocked off the field.

Sister Hong also showed a hint of uneasiness on her face, and stood up a long time ago, contrary to the laziness of lying on the sofa on her side before. The slender and delicate figure stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the situation below.

The audience in the audience also felt that Han Dong was going to lose.

It's just that Han Dong doesn't think so.

He had long expected that the Shiyan Summit would be attacking all the time. Because this is his characteristic, because he is competitive, because he is impatient, and he will not do Tai Chi slowly and methodically.

While dodging, he observed Shi Yanfeng's state.

He couldn't find a flaw before, but now, Shi Yanfeng's fierce strength has a tendency to decline.

Obviously, Shi Yanfeng himself was aware of this, but he kept his composure on his face, and secretly condensed the strength of his whole body to make the ultimate blow!

"Boy, you've lost!" Shi Yanfeng shouted wildly, took off in place, and swept towards Han Dong with a whirlwind leg!

In the cramped ring, the leg wind covered almost the entire range, and Han Dong couldn't hide now.

The audience exclaimed, Shi Yanfeng has used a trick!

However, this time, Han Dong had no intention of hiding at all.

A slight grin appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he punched out his fists and met him head-on!

"What is he doing!

Everyone stood up in shock.

"Bang!"

I heard a dull loud noise, and a man rolled on the ground with his legs crossed.

It's Shi Yanfeng!

Han Dong took the initiative for the first time and defeated Shi Yanfeng!

"My 100,000 yuan, ah......"

"All my belongings have been invested in Shi Yanfeng!"

In the audience, Shi Yanfeng's supporters sat down weakly, crying wolf.

The gym manager was so shocked that his jaw dropped, and the shock in his heart was beyond words. What's going on?

Who is that lying on the ground, that is Shi Yanfeng!

remembered that he had called Han Dong to participate in the competition, but he was only asked to make up the number because someone couldn't come temporarily. Unexpectedly, this "substitute" actually broke to the end.

Sister Hong's heart, which was pounding in her throat, also put it back, and smiled lightly on her face: "I really didn't read it wrong." ”

She turned to the gym manager and said, "After the fight, you can arrange it for me." ”

"What's arranged?" the gym manager was a little stunned.

"I want to see him alone. Sister Hong said.

In her eyes, Shi Yanfeng is Han Dong's biggest threshold. Because the strength of the top three is extremely close, since he can defeat Shi Yanfeng effortlessly, the latter ones don't need to worry too much.

……

At this point in the game, there is not much suspense left.

In the upper half of the district, only Song Hu was left.

In the lower half, only Azmoun and Han Dong remained. The winner will compete with Song Hu for the final championship of the day and compete for the million-dollar prize.

The rest of the losers, those who couldn't move, had already been sent to the hospital. Those who can move also feel that they don't have the face to stay here, and they have long been scattered.

The audience in the audience has undergone a subtle change in mentality at this time.

Among them, there are many rich people who want to come to this boxing match and pick some good bodyguards.

There are also some commercial performance organizations that want to discover a few seedlings to play professionally.

There are also some boxing training gyms, and I want to find a few coaches here.

Originally, they thought that the champion was nothing more than those few people. Although the image is a little worse, the strength is there, and it can be used.

But now it's different, this Han Dong who suddenly appeared is not only outstanding, but also has a good image, and those who don't know think he is a college student. In this comparison, it is simply the best candidate.

So, taking advantage of the break, someone couldn't hold back and secretly approached Han Dong, hoping that he would give up the next game. In case the back is broken, it's not worth it. It's just that he was politely rejected by Han Dong.

After a short break, the host walked up again, and his words became impassioned: "Next, the final duel in the lower half of the district will be played." They are ......"

"Azmon, Azmon, Azmon!"

A crowd of fanatical supporters shouted waving glowsticks.

"And Han Dong!" In the corner, the little girl stood up again, with a proud face.

Having witnessed how Han Dong defeated Shi Yanfeng just now, she believed in Han Dong more and more. She put all her pocket money on him.

However, when she said this, the audience booed.

Many people are supporters of Han Dong's defeated generals, or supporters of Han Dong's opponents, and they naturally don't want Han Dong to have a good time.

It's just that Han Dong doesn't care about these virtual things at all.

On the field, everything has to be based on strength.

The two men came to the stage one after another, standing opposite each other. The scene was silent, looking forward to a major show.

Azmoun looked at Han Dong, who was half a head shorter than him, rubbed his ten finger joints, and chuckled, "Remember what I told you in the locker room?"

Although Han Dong defeated Shi Yanfeng and came here, for him, it was undoubtedly a big obstacle for himself. From beginning to end, he is running for the championship, and he is naturally not afraid of anyone.

"Of course, I'm going to beat you all over the ground looking for teeth. Han Dong chuckled. He also didn't have a good impression of this blue-eyed white-skinned pig.

"fuck!" Azmoun spat angrily. Stared at Han Dong, with a fierce look in his eyes, "I'm going to be here today, pull out your teeth one by one!"