"NO, NO, Steven, it's not fair, as a referee, you can't allow this kind of game to go through. It's not a game, it's a killing. ”

"I know this guy, he's the new star fighter of the underground boxing tournament in Las Vegas, the Golden Palace, he's been fighting thirteen fights, all of them are OK, two of them, the masters who have won the KOF championship gold have died in his hands, this person is a murderer. ”

Offstage, a white contestant who appeared to be clearly coming to compete stood up and shouted loudly in an attempt to stop the game.

The inspectors who stopped him couldn't understand what this player said, but the foreign players present and many reporters heard it clearly.

Suddenly, many domestic reporters shouted loudly, shouting for inspection to stop the game quickly.

Some inspectors heard the reporter's words and turned around to stop the game, but suddenly heard a voice shouting: "Stop me, the game continues, as long as the players do not admit defeat, no one is allowed to destroy the game." ”

When Lin Yan heard this voice, his eyes were red, and he immediately found the person who was shouting, it turned out to be Li Ming's father.

"What should I do, Brother Yu, Jianwei, we have to find a way to organize this competition, otherwise if something happens to Brother Ye, it will be a disaster. ”

"No, Lin Yan, I know you're in a hurry, but at this time, we can't help it. The fathers of several of us went to the next room for a meeting, and I guess we will have to wait for a while. Otherwise, do you think Li Ming and his father dare to stand up at this time?"

"That's bad, Brother Ye, Brother Ye, hurry up and admit defeat, let's stop fighting. ”

Lin Yan and the three of them shouted at the ring, but unfortunately, the voices of the three of them could not play a role at all in the chaotic venue at this time, and Ye Feng couldn't hear it at all.

Ye Feng, who was in the ring at this time, saw the black boxer master opposite at the beginning, and his first thought was to retire. But as soon as this thought flashed, it was stopped by Ye Feng.

Ye Feng, who has been a human being in two lives, understands more that he is in an unfamiliar environment in this life, and his martial arts experience in the past few years has also made him know that whether it is practicing martial arts or cultivating, he must have a spirit of going against the sky.

Today, when facing a Taiquan master who is just the same as his own realm, he has to give up lightly, and then I am afraid that his realm will be difficult to improve again.

Especially after the realm of the unity of heaven and man in the future, if you want to break through, according to the records of Maoshan Secret Records, you have to experience the great horror between life and death to comprehend.

This will want to retreat before the slightest danger, and when you experience life and death in the future, I am afraid it will be even more difficult to persevere, and then it will be ordinary forever.

Maybe in the future, if there is any crisis in this world, is the system omnipotent and can always save itself?

In a short period of time, Ye Feng thought about it a lot, and finally made up his mind, nodded at the referee, and wanted to continue the game.

Referee Steven was helpless about this, and spread his hands at the audience, indicating that he couldn't help it.

Then he said to Ye Feng in half-baked Chinese: "Xiao Peng You, if you can't beat him with mud and feet, you will raise your hand to the nest, and the nest will organize a game." ”

"Three grams of oil, thank you referee. ”

Ye Feng thanked him, and since there was a referee facing him, Ye Feng was even more relieved.

After the game officially started, Ye Feng suddenly felt a huge pressure.

This boxer named Chacha, the murderous aura on his body is almost condensed.

It's just this murderous aura that makes Ye Feng feel depressed and breathless.

As soon as the two of them got into hand, Ye Feng first displayed the plum blossom fist, intending to fight with Chacha to attack.

Unexpectedly, whether it is speed, strength, or weirdness of his moves, Chacha is much stronger than his plum blossom fist.

Although plum blossom boxing is not a boxing technique with wide opening and closing, after so many years, the actual combat is a little weak.

Even if he practiced the essence of plum blossoms, after all, the struggle between life and death, Ye Feng was the first time.

In less than two minutes, Ye Feng was punched three times by Chacha.

Fortunately, Ye Feng is both internal and external, and has internal strength to protect his body, although these three punches hurt Ye Feng, at least he was not injured.

Seeing that the little child in front of him was not injured by himself three times, a trace of killing intent flashed in Chacha's eyes, and the aura on his body suddenly increased.

This is a unique skill of Chacha, when he was practicing martial arts in the Southern Demon Kingdom, he met a master who fled from the Dragon Kingdom, and taught him the secret of opening the eight doors with one hand, also known as the secret technique of opening the eight doors, and when he showed it, he could greatly improve his strength in an instant.

Of course, the sequelae is that in the next three or five days, they will be weak, and they will not even be able to compare with ordinary people, and they will probably be slightly stronger than patients who have just recovered from a serious illness.

Chacha came to participate in the Tai Chi competition this time because he received an order on the dark web and planned to make a quick buck.

I didn't expect this guy, who looked like a child, to be so tricky.

If he knew that Ye Feng was a master of a half-step grandmaster, even if he was a child, it would not be possible for the other party to only need 30,000 yuan.

Chacha, who did not hesitate to use his secret skills, had already decided to finish the game quickly, and then call the other party to add money, at least 30,000 meters.

Thinking of this mess, Chacha's hand is dead.

In an instant, the style in the ring changed greatly, and Ye Feng didn't dare to use the plum blossom fist to fight the other party again, because he found that after Chacha's momentum increased, just the sharp fist wind blew his own pain, and if he was really punched, he would definitely be injured.

Holding the bird's tail with one hand to block one of Chacha's attacks, Ye Feng's move changed into Taijiquan.

The mellow and lingering Tai Chi was unleashed, and the defense power was greatly increased.

For a while, Chacha couldn't do harm to Ye Feng.

At this time, Chacha was a little anxious, after opening the eight gates, Chacha's strength improvement would not last long, if he couldn't solve Ye Feng in a short time, once the eight doors were closed, he would be miserable at that time.

Thinking of this, Cha Cha didn't care about what his employer said, and what he wanted to do was to kill Ye Feng, and now he only had one thought, to solve the trouble in front of him as soon as possible.

In an instant, Chacha's move style changed, and the move was deadly.

Some knowledgeable people in the audience reprimanded them angrily.

"Steven, stop him, that punch kid is going to kill someone. ”

"NO, NO, this is not a competition, this is a killing, and the organizers should stop the competition immediately. ”

The referee on the side, Steven, couldn't say that Stephen was not the top in this group of referees.

Now Chacha has opened eight more doors, and his strength is almost equivalent to that of a grandmaster, he is a martial artist at the peak of his dark strength, and he has withdrawn from the ring for several years, and he is no longer at the peak, so he can't stop Chacha who has gone crazy.

For a while, Ye Feng was in danger, and in less than half a minute, he was seized by Chacha and punched him in the chest.

Fortunately, Ye Feng tried to dodge the position of his heart, otherwise this punch might kill Ye Feng.

But that's it, Ye Feng still spurted out a mouthful of blood, his eyes were red, and the blood vessels in his body burst, filling his eyeballs.

His vision was a little blurry, his chest was so tight that he couldn't breathe, Ye Feng knew that he had suffered internal injuries.

I wanted to say badly in my heart, and I wanted to raise my hand to choose to quit, but I didn't expect that Chacha didn't give him a chance, followed by another heavy punch.