Wu Fan finally stopped.

This also relieved most people, and there were a small number of protesters, of course, the protesters bought Wu Fan to win, but the voice of protest was quickly drowned in the wave of support.

Perhaps true fairness will never exist, there is only a conflict of interests in the world, and what is in the interests of the majority of people is the so-called fairness.

Wu Fan stood still, he decided not to use any cattle anymore, he decided to rely on his own strength, only by crossing this hurdle and stepping over the high mountain of Boyka, can he really mature and truly move towards the road of the strong.

Wang Jiasan frowned slightly, this guy really stood still, for an irrelevant person! And the anger in his eyes is definitely not vain. If he really rises, he will become a hero of the first generation and a fan of 10,000 people. If Ding Lei hadn't stopped him, he would have killed this person a long time ago.

If it really starts, no one will think that Wu Fan has a chance, and Wu Fan also thinks that if he fights hard, he has no chance of winning, he can only outwit him, and he will not be able to fight the enemy.

The Sunflower Book is the most yin and soft technique, and there is no flaw after Dacheng, or in other words, even if the opponent sees the flaw, there is no way to crack it, just because, the speed is extremely fast!

In response to that sentence, the world's martial arts are only fast and unbreakable!

Now that the Sunflower Treasure Book has been cultivated to the initial four-star stage, Wu Fan will not be much slower than Chen Shixing. Both the strength and force value reached around 4000.

At this time, Boyka was absolutely sure, and a powerful sweep swept his legs, and the air faintly emitted a sonic boom, and an afterimage emerged.

Wu Fan picked up the blackboard and smashed it down from top to bottom.

"Click!" With a bang, the blackboard turned into sawdust and filled the entire cage.

Wu Fan changed his previous style, did not advance but retreated, turned sideways, avoided heavy legs, bullied up, and came to ask for directions with a small dragon.

This is something that Boykawan never expected.

How dare this kid take the initiative to attack?

Isn't this looking for death?

However, due to the previous carelessness, Wu Fan's feet were already very close to Boyka's chest.

Boyka clenched his fist and punched Wu Fan's foot.

"Bang!"

Wu Fan flew out, spun in the air for several weeks and rolled to the ground.

Boyka took five or six steps back before she could stand.

Due to the close proximity just now, Boyka was unable to exert his full strength, and only exerted seventy percent of his strength.

However, this punch knocked Wu Fan away, which shows how great his true strength is.

Wu Fan's blow had 90% of the tentative component, and he took advantage of the other party's difficulty in exerting his strength.

Wu Fan rubbed his legs, stood up from the ground, his expression was solemn, and he once again strengthened his determination to outwit!

However, the attrition tactic just now will no longer work, otherwise Luo Shan will have to suffer from flesh and skin.

Between thoughts, Boyka approached again, not giving Wu Fan a chance to breathe at all.

"Bang bang!"

It came up directly with a set of combination punches, which hit like a storm.

Wu Fan twisted his hips, stepped forward, retreated, dodged left and right, and did not dare to be tough with him.

The sharp fist wind brushed the edge of his clothes, and the accompanying elbow hit even hit Wu Fan's shoulder, and Wu Fan almost stumbled and fell.

This is definitely the top fight in the black boxing.

There are already 520 million soft girl coins in the betting pool on the big screen.

Qingbei City is the end of the top 100 cities in the whole family, the city's GDP is five or six billion a year, and the bet pool of a boxing match has reached 1/10 of GDP.

"Boyka,

Boyka,

Boyka,

Boyka,

…………

Boyka! ”

The crowd in the stadium is like a chicken blood! Boyka shouted excitedly.

Boyka also began to get excited, and began to combine knees and elbows, punches and kicks, and the power of the attack suddenly increased, and the speed increased.

"Is it so quick to decide?"

Ding Lei raised the red wine in his hand and shook it gently, looking at the situation on the field, as if he was still unsatisfied.

Wu Fan retreated and was forced into the corner of the fence again.

Because of the experience just now, Boyka began to press inch by inch, not giving Wu Fan time to take a leap in the air.

Even if Wu Fan uses the bull Chen Shixing, he may not have the opportunity to climb the wall.

But!

But!

Wu Fan really started, and really ran in the opposite direction of the railing, with Boyka following closely behind.

The winner is about to be decided, and this boy's performance has far exceeded everyone's expectations, and it is already an extraordinary performance to this extent.

Wu Fan climbed the iron fence...

One-step!

Two steps!

Before he could start the third step, Boyka had already killed.

Volleyed up a leg and slammed directly at Wu Fan's back, which was already unavoidable.

If you are kicked at this moment, you will definitely have a broken waist, a ruined internal organs, and a proper vegetative person.

Wang Jiasan wondered, how could this kid use such a lame move, didn't he know that using this trick at such a close distance was equivalent to sending him to death? Boyka won't give you a chance to take the third step! This doesn't seem to be the way this scheming teenager should be.

But Wang Jiasan didn't know, and Boyka didn't know, Wu Fan didn't want to take the third step at all!

When Wu Fan's second foot stepped on the railing, there was suddenly an extra thing in his hand, a short stick-like thing, hidden in the palm of his hand, and no one could see it.

The elasticity of the Xuantie railing was very good, and Wu Fan used all his strength, so the whole body popped out quickly, and Wu Fan stretched out his right arm.

"Mjolnir!"

Wu Fan shouted, and casually made up a name that was more awesome and cool, and the right fist came first.

Boyka didn't dodge, believing that with his ability to resist strikes, this kind of punch flying in the air would not cause him substantial damage. But his flying feet are stepping on the ground, and his strength has a lot of bonuses.

Therefore, Boyka is ready to defeat the enemy with one kick, and it doesn't hurt to take a punch, at most it is a skin injury, and his own kick will completely destroy the opponent.

"Bang... Boom! ”

The moment Wu Fan hit Boyka, he was also hit in the back, but the strength of this kick was much less.

The moment Wu Fan hit Boyka, blue sparks flashed in Boyka's chest, and his whole body became numb in an instant, his limbs were immediately not dominated, and his right foot was just an inertial person who went out and kicked Wu Fan's back, and Wu Fan fell to the ground.

At the same time as landing, Wu Fan took the homemade electric baton back into the system, and no one found it between the electric lights and flints.

Boyka also fell to the ground hard, her body convulsing twice, and she foamed at the mouth and didn't move.

Everyone was stunned, this thin boy was able to knock Boyka down with a volley, and it seemed that his fist had blue sparks, and it made a crackling sound, what the is this!

Mjolnir?

Is there really such a boxing technique?

Real people don't show their faces, no wonder this young man just said that he was afraid that his fists would be too heavy and he couldn't contain them, and Boyka, who had the ability to resist the sky, was knocked down on the spot and foamed at the mouth, so how rebellious is this Thor's hammer!

Wu Fan lay on the ground, as if he had fallen apart.

Almost everyone began to worry about the fact that Boyka's life and death were related to the ownership of hundreds of millions of soft girl coins.

Boyka moved a little more. Many people breathe a sigh of relief, millions, tens of millions, hundreds of millions of net worth are pressed here, as long as he lives, the money is there!

Suddenly, Boyka kept twitching, foaming at the mouth, staring at Wu Fan in disbelief with two eyes, like two lamps about to go out, gradually losing their luster, and finally kicked his legs, motionless, his eyes open, dead and blind, seeing that God was gone, he didn't know what happened until he died.

Wu Fan had already taken the homemade electric baton back into the system, and almost no one found it.

In the huge audience, there was no sound, they only expected one thing to happen, looking forward to Wu Fan dying, so that two people died at the same time, it was a tie, and according to the rules of the black boxing stadium, 99% of the money would be returned.

The minutes passed second by second, about a minute and a half or so.

Wu Fan was still lying on the ground and did not move.

Wang Jiasan's face turned pale, once Boyka has three longs and two shorts, it is not only a matter of 10 million knives in rent, but also a 100 million knives in death compensation to compensate the Xilu Demon God Private Prison.

He absolutely couldn't believe what was in front of him, even if he hit with all his strength, it would be impossible to make an electric spark, let alone kill the Western Continent Black Hell Boika on the spot, this son must have used some ulterior secret means.

Just as someone was about to open the door of the iron cage, Wu Fan's body began to squirm, slowly raised his head, supported the ground with both hands, and slowly stood up, his body was a little shaky, but he smiled and stared at the camera.

"He's moving!"

"He's not dead?"

"He's still alive!"

……

"Ah, if he lives, I'll die!"

A bankrupt boss got up from his seat and quickly crashed into the stone pillar in the middle.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the brain burst out, and the red and white things flowed out of the cracks in the Heavenly Spirit Cover.

"Bang!"

Another middle-aged man took out a miniature civilian pistol from his pocket and shot it at his Tianling Gai.

Brains gurgled out of bullet holes.

A gamble!

A gamble kills!

Most of the people fell into a wail, and the whole scene was like a memorial service.

It only took a few seconds for the black market gym to start settling, and because it was all computer programs, the few who won the money ran out happily, and most of the people who lost the money were evicted.

The big one, an underground black market boxing arena was quiet.

Wang Jiasan earned 190 million, but this is not worth the huge deficit, Boyka's death made him lose another 100 million dollars, plus lease fees and some other expenses, a total loss of 700 million soft sister coins, a net loss of 510 million. This is just a direct economic loss, and the economic loss, converted into a soft sister coin, should be no less than 1 billion.

"Kill him!"

Suddenly, Wang Jiasan stood up and roared hysterically.

More than a dozen people raised their pistols around the iron cage and aimed them at Wu Fan's body.

"Wait! Third master, no need to be excited! ”

Ding Leiyun said lightly.