Chapter Forty-Four: The Vulnerable Boxing Master
"President Zhu, don't press that kid." One of the big bosses said respectfully to Zhu Nantian, and in order to please Zhu Nantian, he specially opened his mouth to remind him.
The rest of the big bosses also spoke, saying that Zhou Yan would definitely not be able to win.
Zhu Nantian smiled and said nothing, looking at the odds on the screen, one to one hundred.
In other words, if Zhou Yan wins the burly fighter and presses Zhou Yan to win, he can net a hundred yuan, 10 million, which is 1 billion. Zhu Nantian, as the president of the Chamber of Commerce, is not short of money, but he can't sit still now.
In the ring.
The burly boxer looked at Zhou Yan like a dead man, "I feel ashamed to do it with someone like you, I'll give you a chance to let you punch me three times first." ”
"Are you sure?" Zhou Yan asked with a smile.
"Let's do it!" The burly fighter straightened up, "Your fist hit my body like a tickle, let alone three punches, even if you are asked to punch ten, you can't hurt me." ”
The burly fighter deliberately laughed at Zhou Yan.
The audience burst into laughter.
Except for Zhu Nantian, no one is optimistic about Zhou Yan.
"Be careful!"
Zhou Yan blew his fist.
"Hurry up, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you dwarf." The burly fighter looked disdainful.
"Whoosh!"
Zhou Yan smashed it with a fist, and the fist gloves were directly broken, and the force hit the burly boxer's chest, making a sound of bones breaking, and then, the burly boxer's body was like a kite with a broken line, and was directly knocked off the ring by Zhou Yan.
There is no doubt that the burly fighter was directly disabled.
In the stadium of thousands of people, there is not a single sound to be heard.
Everyone looked at Zhou Yan with disbelief, and it wasn't until someone screamed that they came back to their senses one by one.
"Oh my God, I'm dreaming! He knocked a burly fighter flying with a single punch. ”
"Didn't I just look dazzled, is that true?"
"It's fucking amazing."
……
The shouts from the audience were like rolling spring thunder, resounding throughout the boxing arena, and the scene was almost out of control.
The corners of Liu Hong's mouth in the box kept twitching, and he looked at Zhou Yan standing in the ring with a look of disbelief.
"I'm so lucky, I made a billion in less than a minute." Zhu Nantian gloated and looked at Liu Hong, "I'm curious, how do you compensate me for this money?" Unless you sell the entire boxing arena, you won't be able to make up the billion. ”
Liu Hong's face turned white.
I wanted to kill Zhou Yan in the ring, but I didn't expect that my people would be disabled by Zhou Yan instead, and what made him even more desperate was that as a dealer, he had to pay Zhu Nantian one billion, which was not a small amount
Liu Hong's conspiracy did not succeed, but he paid himself in.
"Liu Hong, I kindly reminded you, but you didn't listen to it at all." Zhu Nantian laughed out loud and stared at Liu Hong.
"I will do everything I can to compensate you for your money, but I hope you don't interfere in my affairs." Liu Hong knew that his boxing ring was finished.
After speaking, Liu Hong glanced at Zhou Yan in the ring with a murderous face, then walked outside the box, and said to a black-faced boxer and a lame boxer, "In the next two games, you must kill Zhou Yan." ”
"Don't worry."
The black-faced boxer flashed a trace of murderous aura, "We have been fighting black boxing for so many years, and we have never met an opponent, although that kid has great power in his fists, but his skills are definitely not good, as long as I avoid the power of his fists, it will be easy to kill him." ”
Liu Hong nodded.
The black-faced boxer is known as the No. 1 boxer in Jiangzhou City, and the boxer who fights with him is either dead or crippled.
And the other lame boxer, who is not small, is known as the first martial arts master in Jiangzhou City, who integrates boxing and fighting, and is a few points stronger than the black-faced boxer.
Liu Hong returned to the box, with a hint of smugness on his face.
Zhu Nantian still looked at Liu Hong like an idiot, he knew that Liu Hong had two very powerful apprentices, but no matter how powerful he was, he was not Zhou Yan's opponent, how could a boxer compare with a cultivator, and Zhou Yan's cultivation was still unfathomable.
In Zhu Nantian's view, Liu Hong is seeking his own death.
In the ring.
The audience who was shouting for Zhou Yan immediately shut up when they saw the black-faced boxer and the lame boxer appear.
"Look, isn't that the number one boxer in Jiangzhou City, and the number one martial arts master?"
"This kid is dead."
"Although this kid is born with divine powers, it is impossible for him to be the opponent of these two people."
……
After the black-faced boxer and the lame boxer appeared, Zhou Yan was not favored again, everyone looked at Zhou Yan like a dead man, and some people even felt that it was a pity that Zhou Yan was born with divine power, but he still had to be disabled.
Liu Hong in the box looked proud, "Zhou Yan does have some skills, but unfortunately when he meets my two disciples, there is only one way to die." ”
Zhu Nantian smiled and said nothing.
At this time, on the ring, Zhou Yan was looking at the black-faced boxer and the lame boxer with raised eyebrows, "I don't want to waste time, let's go together!" ”
"You're so big."
The black-faced boxer looked down on Zhou Yan at all, "I can put you down alone." ”
As he spoke, the black-faced boxer pounced straight towards Zhou Yan.
Zhou Yan stood still and didn't even move.
The black-faced boxer had a sneer on his face, thinking that Zhou Yan was frightened by his name and even forgot to defend.
The black-faced boxer is menacing, and his fists are like the wind.
"Smack!"
Zhou Yan kicked the black-faced boxer to the ground, and the floor of the boxing ring was directly smashed out of a big pit, and the black-faced boxer fainted on the spot.
Seeing this, the lame boxer's face changed, and he hurriedly attacked from behind.
Zhou Yan kicked the lame boxer to the ground again.
The audience was dumbfounded, and all the audience's mouths opened wide, and their eyes were about to pop out, just like wood carvings to maintain their original movements.
Time seems to have frozen in this moment.
One is the No. 1 boxer in Jiangzhou City, and the other is the No. 1 fighting master, but he was kicked to the ground by Zhou Yan one by one, and it took less than a minute from the time he started to the two of them fell to the ground.
"How is this possible?" Liu Hong's face changed greatly, his lips kept trembling, his eyes were full of fear, and the power that Zhou Yan burst out was definitely not something that ordinary boxers could resist.
Zhu Nantian got up violently and walked to the window of the box, looked at Zhou Yan in the boxing ring, and kept repeating the scene just now in his mind.
He was the only cultivator in the entire boxing arena except for Zhou Yan, and he could barely see Zhou Yan's movements clearly, as a cultivator, once he burst out of his strength, even if his cultivation was weak, he would not be able to control the power that erupted.
But Zhou Yan did it, Zhou Yan deliberately controlled the intensity of the strength, otherwise the two kicks just now could directly kick the two boxers into flesh.