Professional martial artist, world fighting champion, UFC gold belt fighter, master from a certain Shaolin Temple.

There are even several martial apprentice-level players like Xiang Zheng Hao.

The quality of this competition in the ring is much higher than that held by Zheng Hao in the fruitful era.

This time, there was a dark horse at the level of a martial artist in the ring, who passed all the way and was invincible.

All professional fighters, the UFC gold is vulnerable in front of him.

All of them were sent flying under the ring.

Zhong Wanjun saw the opportunity, and it was time for him to perform.

He said to Tang Lin next to him: "I'll come when I go, see how I beat him down!" ”

Yan Lanling's eyes were full of adoration beside him.

The last time he beat Zheng Hao in the fruitful era, he seemed to reappear in front of her eyes.

This man is simply perfect, that is the level of a martial artist, Zhong Wanjun said it so easily, he is really qualified to be his husband.

I saw him turn over and turn over from the second floor directly to the ring, a full fifteen meters away.

Yan Lanling was fascinated by it.

Everyone saw the arrival of the island's owner, Zhong Wanjun.

The cheers rang out.

"Mr. Jun finally appeared! It's so handsome! ”

"This... Could it be a top martial artist? ”

"No, it's so high, just turn over one by one, only the gods can do it!"

“...”

The fans of Zhong Wanjun below blew their male god to the sky.

The martial apprentice-level player in the arena was also enthusiastic, because he knew that as long as he defeated this Zhong Wanjun, he would be able to obtain an agreement to cooperate with the Zhongquan Group.

This is also an award specially set by Zhong Wanjun, and he doesn't think anyone can get this award.

How many groups want to cooperate with their own Zhongquan Group, and now because the stock has risen sharply, the situation is more intense than before, and from time to time the leaders of a certain city or a certain enterprise come to give gifts.

"Come on!" Zhong Wanjun made a seductive gesture to the martial artist who was only five meters away from him.

No superfluous nonsense.

The martial apprentice hurried to this one.

A few quick punches in succession.

is worthy of being a martial artist, with the wind in his fists and strength.

It was thrilling to see off the field, and fans were afraid that this martial artist would punch Wanjun.

I saw the corners of Zhong Wanjun's mouth raised, and he made a move that surprised everyone, and directly connected his fist with his chest.

The fist touched Zhong Wanjun's chest.

The martial artist felt that he had smashed on the flat, and his hands hurt very much.

Randomly came a slap, and a strong wind hit the side, like a knife twisting.

"Smack!"

A humiliating slap in the face.

The warrior flew directly from the ring, his whole head crooked, and he didn't wake up.

Seeing this, the fans cheered.

"Male god! Male god! ”

"A slap is enough..., I heard that this unconscious player is a martial artist!"

"Mask Man, Mask Man!"

"The masked man is amazing!"

Some viewers have seen the scene where the masked man knocked down Zheng Hao in the fruitful era, and they feel that this scene is very similar to that scene, so they naturally regard Zhong Wanjun as the black masked man.

was so rhythmic, the crowd also followed the trend and all called the mask man.

Zhong Wanjun looked proudly towards the second floor of the residence, which was Tang Lin's direction.

As if to say: See, my true strength, worship me!

Suddenly, all the cheers of the crowd ceased, and there was a dead silence.

A lot of people are confused.

Tang Lin and Yan Lanling were also confused.

Because what appeared in people's eyes was a man with a black mask, and he was walking towards the ring.

Seeing the sudden appearance of the black masked man, not only the crowd in the audience was surprised, but Yan Lanling, who was observing and watching upstairs, was also quite shocked!

It turned out that his conjecture was wrong, and Zhong Wanjun turned out to be not a masked man!

Zheng Hao, who was watching from the sidelines, also raised the corners of his mouth, gloating.

Wait to see the jokes, Nakawanjun!

The man in the black mask spoke, "I heard that you are a martial artist? ”

Zhong Wanjun said: "My qualifications are mediocre, but I am only a high-level martial artist. ”

The words were modest, but his face was full of pride.

If you want to train an ordinary person to become a martial artist, you not only have to spend huge financial resources to find natural treasures, but also drag the relationship to be sent to the organization gang to cultivate, which is just a chance to become the lowest level of a martial artist.

Practicing martial arts is more important than talent!

There is such a thing as martial arts talent, only one person in ten thousand people can have it.

The man in the black mask said: "Hehe, it's very good, it's already excellent for ordinary people to practice to such a level." ”

Hearing the man in the black mask say this, the smug expression on Zhong Wanjun's face disappeared: "Last time, you defeated an ant-like character like Zheng Hao of the Zheng Group with one blow, doesn't it mean that you can defeat me!" ”

"That kind of goods, I can make him lie down with one blow!" Zhong Wanjun emphasized.

The man in the black mask said, "Whether it's him or you, I'll still have one trick enough." ”

Zhong Wanjun laughed when he heard this, no one dared to say such big words from childhood to adulthood, and now Zhong Wanjun, who has become a high-level martial artist, is even more convinced that no one can defeat him in the territory.

He will always be the only one who beats others!

The masked man said, "Hurry up and finish laughing, you won't be able to laugh when the time comes." ”

Zhong Wanjun said: "I want to see what kind of ability you have!" ”

The man in the black mask is not wasting time, he moves!

Just like the punch that came out of the shopping mall in the fruit era last time, the punch that looked like an understatement arrived in front of Zhong Wanjun's chest in a blink of an eye.

The audience began to talk.

"This masked man is really too proud, this big flaw, how can he just punch it like this."

"The masked man is eighty percent cold now, he's a million jun!"

"With such a slow speed, Zhong Wanjun must be able to dodge!"

“….”

Seeing the slow arrival of this very slow punch in front of him, Zhong Wanjun disdained it, and this crooked head could be dodged.

But now he felt as if the air around him was holding him down.

Space-time warp?

No, how is that possible?

His eyes were in disbelief, and just like that, the black masked man punched him in the chest.

Then a kick reached his leg.

Then another punch was thrown to his face.

In the eyes of the people on the sidelines, this is completely Zhong Wanjun standing still and letting the masked man beat him directly.

Immediately after the arrival of a kick, Zhong Wanjun's figure flew out of the field.

Don't wake up personnel!

This scene was thrilling for everyone to watch.

There was a burst of cheers from the audience, and all the loyal fans of the original Zhong Wanjun became fans of the black mask man.

Yan Lanling, who was watching the battle, exclaimed: "Wow, it's so handsome, my male god, the mask man is so handsome!" ”

Zheng Hao's heart was full of comfort.

Tang Lin turned around and asked, "If the masked man is ugly, will you still like him?" ”

Yan Lanling said: "Of course, as long as a man is good and rich, I am not such a superficial person." ”

"Then what if he is Lin Mingxuan?"

Yan Lanling frowned and said, "How could it be him, Tang Lin, you are dreaming during the day, the man in the black mask is so powerful and so good, how can it be him?" Impossible, this question does not hold! ”

Tang Lin smiled bitterly: "Yes." ”

That night, Wan Jun was carried into a private infirmary by medical personnel for treatment.

When he came out, his face was bruised, and his legs and hands were in casts.

Tang Lin went to visit him under the affection of his high school classmates.

This Zhong Wanjun saw Tang Lin and immediately fought thirteen points of spirit.

Reaching out, he wanted to grab Tang Lin's hand, but was dodged.

Yan Lanling, who was beside him, saw his frustration, and a trace of disdain appeared on his face: "Middle school classmates, you have become like this, and you can't change your sexuality, disgusting!" ”

Zhong Wanjun held back the pain and said angrily: "What qualifications do you have to say about me!" If it weren't for Tang Lin, you wouldn't even be qualified to come in! ”

"Phew! You're really disgusting, I don't know you yet, I want to play majestic in front of my Tang Lin, but it's okay, I'm too majestic, I'm lying in bed, and I want to compare with my handsome guy in a black mask? You're 10,000 years early! Yes, Tang Lin! ”

Tang Lin didn't answer, but said to Zhong Wanjun: "You cultivate well, let's go first." ”

Zhong Wanjun immediately said: "Lin'er, don't go, let's talk about business, hurry up and divorce your husband, I have enough strength to protect you, I still have a lot of money, I can buy you whatever you want, as long as you promise to marry me, the entire island is yours." ”

Yan Lanling interjected: "People have become like this, and they are not honest?" Look at your rubbing, what do you do to protect Tang Lin, take your mouth? Bite off more than one can chew! ”

Zhong Wanjun still wanted to keep it, but he held back the pain and stretched out his salty pig hand once.

was slapped back by Yan Lanling.

"Don't, don't go, Lin'er, I'm okay."

“…”