The old gamblers in the audience shouted angrily at this time, shouting that it was unfair, but no one dared to shout after Ba Song's men quickly knocked down a few people. [Full text reading. 】

And the people who sought to stabilize Zhang Zhen's defeat were all smiling, and they were just waiting to collect the money.

"What's your name, Oriental, I don't kill the nameless." The black blood asked Zhang Zhen arrogantly in indifference.

Zhang Zhen said indifferently: "Nameless." ”

"Nameless?!" The black blood stiffly learned Chinese and asked disdainfully.

“nemo。” Zhang Zhen explained.

"Nemo?" Black Blood prepared for battle, "You can be ready to taste the pain." ”

"Oh, it's nobody." Zhang Zhen had to explain in English.

The black blood struggled to digest Zhang Zhen's explanation, and suddenly found that he was being teased, and stopped speaking in an instant, his exposed eyes became as fierce as beasts, and he clenched his fists and prepared to attack.

Zhang Zhen smiled faintly: "Actually, I prefer nemo in Latin, nobody always thinks of that song, of course, you'd better remember the Chinese 'nameless', it may be a little difficult for you, but I'm sure you will remember." ”

"Kill him!"

"Black Blood, kill him!"

Black Blood found that Zhang Zhen didn't have the slightest intention of fighting, he was originally waiting for Zhang Zhen to move and quickly take down, but the other party didn't look like a fighter at all, he felt that he was humiliated again, maybe playing on the field itself was a mistake, this man couldn't see any traces of a martial artist on his body, even if he could kill any of the hairy cubs in that group, why did he come by himself.

In the shouts of the gamblers in the audience, Black Blood was furious and pounced on Zhang Zhen, he wanted to knock out this nameless man who made him feel like a clown with a punch.

Everyone was nervous, they seemed to have seen the scene of Zhang Zhen being knocked to the ground like a stake, this is indeed not exciting enough for the battle of black blood, but it is related to everyone's bets, and it is naturally even more tense.

Zhang Zhen didn't dodge or stepped forward to attack, just waited for the black blood to kick directly at him, and then indifferently stretched out his hand to block it.

This block, he suddenly found that it was very easy, the black blood came out of the foot and the wind felt a whistling sound, probably the strength would not be less than 300 catties, but he clenched his fist in a block, only a slight sensation of pain, and there was no obvious strain.

Black Blood thought that kicking down Zhang Zhen was something that he didn't have to think about, and if he had a little foundation, he could block it with his arm, and he must have a broken arm and fall to the ground and be injured, if he couldn't block it, most of his life would be lost directly.

However, he found that his kick did not knock people down as he wished, on the contrary, he felt a strong backlash, and for the first time he felt that it would be so painful to be blocked by someone's foot.

Everyone in the audience watched the black blood stagnate in the air, everyone was in an uproar, and Zhang Zhen suddenly felt a glimmer of hope, and began to shout and cheer for Zhang Zhen one by one.

Jessica couldn't help but close her eyes, she was not sure of the black blood, she was notoriously ferocious, because of the hard fight all over the body, it is said that the blood has turned black because of countless fights.

When she saw Zhang Zhen indifferently block a kick that made Black Blood stunned, she was stunned, and then saw that Black Blood quickly began to kick his legs with his hands and feet, and when he attacked Zhang Zhen's head, Zhang Zhen resisted back and forth with both hands, although he didn't fight back, he felt that Black Blood's famous serial kicks seemed to be completely useless, and he couldn't help but shout to cheer for Zhang Zhen.

Zhang Zhen used his wrist to block his right hand in order not to be kicked by the black blood, and even compared his strength with the black blood several times, the black blood was indeed fast and fierce enough, but compared to the strength and resistance brought by his B+ physique, it was at least twice as weak, and he no longer only defended, and hit the back of his hand with the foot that the black blood kicked again and quickly towards his ankle.

With a bang, the black blood pain on his face was distorted instantly, and he felt that his ankle was smashed by the steel hammer in an instant, and the whole person suddenly fell to the side and fell to the ground, and he hurriedly took a step back and stood firm.

There is a mask in the way, and the people in the audience can't see the shocked and painful look of the black blood at this time, but when the black blood may have met an opponent, they are even more excited, after all, the black blood has not appeared for a long time because he has no opponent.

"Hua Ling, Brother Zhen is going to win." Jessica said excitedly.

"Really?" Hua Ling couldn't understand it, she only knew that Zhang Zhen had been beaten all the time, and then she seemed to fight back, and then the two sides separated.

Jessica said: "Look at the black blood left foot, his foot does not touch the ground, and he stepped on it very weakly, obviously injured." ”

"Is there one?" Hua Ling tried hard to look through the human head and human hands, but she couldn't see it.

At this moment, the black blood foot stepped on the ground, pounced on Zhang Zhen, slammed his fists, and then elbowed the top of his knees, and launched a set of thunderous attacks towards Zhang Zhen.

Zhang Zhen didn't have any experience in martial arts, and only had some training memories obtained from the medical cabin, most of the time it was completely out of the instinct of the body after training, and he blocked the black blood as fast as the huge attack of the power path while retreating.

"This Oriental can't do it, he can only defend."

"Fight, fight, fight back!"

"Ko him, black blood kow him!"

Everyone in the audience shouted frantically like J blood, and those who have seen the black blood fight know that there are few people who can block such an attack as black blood.

In fact, the black blood under the mask was full of surprise, he had beaten countless famous underground fighting masters, and for the first time he met a person who only defended but would not suffer, he felt that he was not attacking a person, but hitting an iron stake, and his every punch could not cause any damage and threat to the opponent, but he felt that his hand was so painful that he couldn't hold it tightly.

Suddenly, an arm suddenly rushed into his hands, and his invincible fists were forced into one arm, and then an iron fist went straight to his face.

Black Blood was shocked, but he had no way at all, his arms were originally offensive and defensive, and no one had ever been able to hit himself directly with the attack of his fists before.

With a bang, the mask shattered, and the entire body of the black face instantly flew backwards, and then fell heavily backwards.

The person who had been shouting was stunned in an instant, and the whole arena was silent, watching Zhang Zhen maintain a one-arm punch posture.

The referee hurriedly ran to the black blood to check and shouted all kinds of things, but the black blood's nose and mouth were full of blood and there was no reaction, and Zhang Zhen had to announce the victory in the first round at the shouts of the audience.

The audience was crazy, this first round of black blood was defeated, and the Oriental seemed to be in very good shape, with no injuries at all, and the result seemed to be about to be reversed.

"The second round begins!"

"So fast, don't you give time to drink and rest?" There is Zhang Zhen who screams unhappily, after all, it is too unfair to fight three, and it is too unfair not to rest.

The biter was the tall kid who defeated his fellow groupmates, his eyes were as ruthless and fierce as wolves, and as soon as he heard the bell, he shouted directly and pounced on Zhang Zhen, feeling like a beast that was about to tear Zhang Zhen apart in an instant.

Zhang Zhen frowned, and when he jumped up and was about to elbow him, he raised his left hand and hit the boy on the head with the back of his hand, and the boy instantly fell to the ground, holding his headache in a little unconscious.

"Oh my God, this is One Punch Man!"

"I'm grass, one punch."

"Iron Fist is invincible, the Oriental people are so powerful!"

Everyone in the audience was boiling instantly, in addition to betting, it was so exciting to see such a scene with a flat face and a bland action but a one-punch knockout.

"The third round begins!" Before the boy could be dragged down, the host shouted again.

"I'm sloppy, this is obviously cheating, it's too unfair to the Orientals!"

"It's not fair, it's not fair, it's time off!"

Many gamblers in the audience shouted angrily, although Zhang Zhen knocked out the two people in a row, but the third bet was as high as 1 to 100, they still wanted to be more stable.

(End of chapter)