Chapter Seventy-Six: You're Not a Champion Yet.

The arrogant tone, the faint disdain that came out of the corners of his mouth, like a sharp knife, stabbed into the hearts of the more than 20 black boxers in the ring.

This is an extreme contempt, which is more hurtful than those filthy foul words, these more than 20 black boxers rushed to the crown in anger, and they all broke off with a bang, and rushed towards Jiang Xiaofan who was standing in the center of the ring in anger.

The atmosphere in the arena suddenly became extremely hot, and the frenzied roars and whistles in the surrounding stands were endless, and everyone was intently focused on this once-in-a-century scene in the ring.

"Kill him!"

"Kill this bastard!"

"Too much deception!"

"I'm going to tear this bastard alive!"

“…………”

All kinds of insults and insults came out from the more than twenty black boxers on the ring and shouted through gritted teeth in the air, and at this moment they all had a common purpose, that is, to kill the man in front of them who dared to trample on their dignity!

Seeing the black boxers rushing closer and closer in front of him, Jiang Xiaofan did not panic, there was always a contemptuous smile on his face, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he muttered: "This is a little interesting." ”

Click......

Twisting his neck and clenching his fists, a trace of madness appeared in Jiang Xiaofan's eyes, and he made a move that shocked everyone present.

He actually changed his normal behavior and took the initiative to meet him.

For Jiang Xiaofan's almost death-seeking move, the rich businessmen and celebrities in the surrounding stands all widened their eyes, but then sighed inexplicably.

Because this Jiang Xiaofan on the ring today gave them too much surprise, and now they all feel a little numb.

In their opinion, Jiang Xiaofan on the ring is an out-and-out madman with a lack of brains.

Even if one person monopolizes more than 20 black fighters, now he doesn't even do a basic defensive posture. Stunned, he hedged over.

Isn't he afraid of tearing this group of inhuman guys in front of him alive?

No matter how powerful he is, can he still defy the sky under the attack of more than 20 black boxers?

At this time. Many spectators in the stands couldn't help but make up for the bloody and brain-spilling scene not long after.

However, reality once again hit them mercilessly.

I saw that on the ring, Jiang Xiaofan had already rushed into the sharp torrent formed by the more than twenty black boxers. A person fought alone in all directions, and still relied on those more than 20 boxers to do his best, and he couldn't hurt his body. Instead, under his seemingly powerless fists, the twenty-odd black fighters were frantically decreasing.

This strange scene stunned everyone present, and the sound of cold air gasped from time to time from the stands in all directions.

"This ...... This Nima is still not human! ”

"Holy! This is against the sky! ”

"Idol! This is the real man! ”

"Jiang Xiaofan, I love you!"

“……”

From time to time, all kinds of exclamations came from above the stands. There are men and women, old and young, Jiang Xiaofan's heroic figure conquered everyone present.

Even Zhang Hao, who was so angry that he almost vomited blood and scolded loudly, opened his eyes wide and opened his mouth at this time. He wiped his eyes in disbelief, for fear that the scene in front of him was an illusion, however, Jiang Xiaofan, who was fighting in all directions and fearsome in the ring, told him once again that this was not an illusion, this was a fact.

"Haha......!" Zhang Hao laughed out loud with a crazy expression, he grabbed Huang San behind him, and pointed to Jiang Xiaofan on the ring and said, "San'er!" Lao Tzu has picked up a treasure! Lao Tzu has picked up a treasure! Hahaha......"

Huang San'er looked at the majestic Jiang Xiaofan in the boxing ring with a lost soul, and remembered that he had sat and drank with this vigorous and messy non-human before, and when he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, his tongue knotted and said, "Hao...... Brother Hao, Fan ...... Brother Fan is too ...... It's a little too violent, isn't it...... This is simply non-human!! ”

"Haha, non-human?!" Zhang Hao's eyes were shining, and he smiled from the bottom of his heart at this time: "Isn't it good to be non-human?!" The more powerful he is, the more we earn, and this year's boxing tournament is so good, it's really good! Lao Tzu has lost for so many years in a row, and today he has finally completely turned the tables! Hum! I now have Jiang Xiaofan's heavenly card in my hand, I see how the sword tiger can still be stricken! ”

Compared with Zhang Hao's excitement, at this time, in a dark corner to the west of the stands, a middle-aged man with a burly figure and a gloomy face was gritting his teeth and looking at Jiang Xiaofan on the ring.

He secretly said: "Zhang Hao's deflated three is really shit luck, he can invite such a peerless fierce man, this year's black boxing match is afraid to be hanging." ”

The middle-aged man's eyes flashed with brilliance, he pondered for a while, and suddenly said, "Niu Phantom!" ”

"Boss, what's the matter?"

At this moment, a young man standing quietly on the side answered.

"Find out who that Jiang Xiaofan is, and what is his relationship with Zhang Hao's deflated three!"

"Yes!"

The young man didn't talk nonsense, and after he said yes, he quietly retreated and disappeared into the vast crowd.

"Humph! Zhang Hao, don't think that if you find such a peerless fierce man, you can win the championship of this black boxing match, my sword tiger, I will definitely not let you be proud! The middle-aged man's cold eyes seemed to have penetrated many obstacles, and fell directly on Zhang Hao on the other side of the stands, he sneered: "If you want to eat the benefits of Lin Ye this time, I want to see if you Zhang Hao have that kind of life!" ”

At this moment, the "click" sound of broken bones came from the boxing ring, and I saw Jiang Xiaofan, who was full of cruel smiles on his face, crushed the hand joints of a black boxer with his bare hands, and then, he turned around and kicked out with a sharp kick to the side, and suddenly there was another "click" sound of broken bones, and another black boxer who wanted to sneak attack him was directly killed at his feet.

In less than a minute, more than half of the more than 20 black boxers had died under Jiang Xiaofan's fists and feet, and during this period, no one could catch his move, every time his fluttering fist was raised. There will always be a life that is lost.

At this moment, Jiang Xiaofan is like a deadly god, no matter whether you are a big favorite or a big upset in the black boxing match, everywhere you pass is buried at his feet.

A huge ring. At this moment, there are less than a dozen people in the black boxing match who can still stand up, and they looked at Jiang Xiaofan who walked slowly on foot in horror, and their feet were involuntarily retreating, and they had lost their fighting spirit at this time. Because they were horrified to find that where Jiang Xiaofan in front of them was a person, he was clearly a devil in human skin. is clearly an invincible god of war.

No one wants to die, not even this group of black fighters who often put life and death on the line.

At this time, their hearts trembled, they understood what it meant to be afraid, and just as Jiang Xiaofan was about to raise his soft and fluttering fist, one of the black boxers suddenly screamed loudly.

"I admit defeat, I admit defeat!!"

The arm was slowly lowered. The corners of Jiang Xiaofan's mouth curled slightly, his eyes swept over the rest of the black boxers with contempt, and said lightly: "What about you? Want to keep playing now? Or throw in the towel? ”

The atmosphere of the stadium froze at this moment, and the spectators in the stands around were all breathing. Nervously paying attention to the scene in front of him, the rest of the group of black boxers, what are they fighting? is still the same as the black boxer who admits defeat, choosing to live.

"You only have one chance to admit defeat, I count to three, if you don't give an answer......" Speaking of this, Jiang Xiaofan's eyes were cold: "Then you will die!" ”

"One!"

The remaining group of black fighters above the ring were silent, and no one spoke.

"Two!"

At this moment, the remaining group of black boxers finally moved, and a sturdy black boxer struggled for a moment, slowly raised his hand, gritted his teeth and said, "I admit defeat!" ”

In the next second, just when the remaining black boxers wanted to raise their hands to express their attitudes, I saw Jiang Xiaofan suddenly move, and his body flashed ghostly from among those black boxers, and when Jiang Xiaofan's figure appeared in place again, he sneered: "I'm sorry, it's time." ”

As Jiang Xiaofan's words fell, I saw that on the ring, the few black boxers who had not yet expressed their stance fell to the ground one after another, without breath, and the expression on their faces was still as hesitant as before, without any change, this terrifying scene was seen by the only two black boxers who could still stand on the ring, they gasped suddenly, looked at Jiang Xiaofan who sneered in horror, "coo", and swallowed a mouthful of saliva in fright.

Only now have they discovered a fact that they cannot accept.

When Jiang Xiaofan fought with more than twenty of them before, he didn't show his true strength at all, but ...... Instead, he kept teasing them, like ants.

"You are lucky to have chosen the right choice, go down, I will not kill you." At this time, Jiang Xiaofan's heart was full of emotion, and he killed more than 20 people in a row, which greatly vented the killing intent that rose up in his heart and couldn't be suppressed, he let out a long breath of turbidity, came to the edge of the ring, looked down at the relevant person in charge of the organizer under the ring and said, "Shouldn't you announce that I am the champion now?" Trouble, hurry, I'm in a hurry. ”

It's still the phrase 'I'm in a hurry', but at this time, no one dares to say anything about Jiang Xiaofan, and no one thinks that Jiang Xiaofan is crazy, because he has used the corpses all over the ring to prove that he has the strength and the ability to say this arrogant sentence.

When the relevant person in charge of the organizer heard this, you look at me, I look at you, his face was full of doubts, and after some exchanges, the old man who sat in the middle looked quite rich and senile responded to Jiang Xiaofan.

"You...... Not a champion yet! ”

Although this old man is old, seventy or eighty, his voice is extremely loud and full of energy, he looked at Jiang Xiaofan on the ring from afar, his eyes did not dodge, there was no trace of fear, but a touch of appreciation flashed from his slightly cloudy eyes.

"Not a champion?" Jiang Xiaofan frowned, and asked suspiciously, "Is there still someone who hasn't played?" Didn't you tell you to call all the remaining fighters? What the hell is going on?! ”

In the end, his voice grew colder, and a trace of murderous aura emanated from Jiang Xiaofan's body, and he rushed towards the relevant person in charge of the organizer.

However, the old man smiled freely, not taking this murderous spirit seriously, he explained with a smile: "That's right, the more than 20 black boxers who fought with you just now are all the remaining fighters in today's event, but, today is just the opening match, the champion of the last black boxing tournament, and the specially invited seed boxer of this black boxing tournament are not present, although you have that strength, but you have to fight with these people one by one, we can announce that you are the champion, otherwise, it does not conform to the process, young man." ”

“……”

Jiang Xiaofan was stunned and speechless for a while when he heard this, he did it for a long time, today is just the opening match, and the group of black boxers he fought just now are only part of the players in this black boxing match, and some black boxers have not been there at all.

", work for nothing!" Jiang Xiaofan couldn't help but curse secretly, he looked at the old man who was talking from afar and said, "Then when will the remaining group of black boxers arrive?" How many more games do I have to play? ”

The old man stroked his beard and smiled: "Young man, don't be impatient, tomorrow is the semi-finals of this event, as long as you advance all the way, the day after tomorrow to pick out the champion of the last black boxing tournament, you will naturally be the champion of this year's black boxing tournament." ”

"If you say that, then I'm not going to have to wait two days?" A hint of dissatisfaction flashed in Jiang Xiaofan's eyes.

"Hehe, don't be impatient, don't be impatient."

Jiang Xiaofan took a deep look at the smiling old man, this old man had already made everything clear, and it would be in vain to continue to entangle, wait for two days, just wait for two days, anyway, the final result is the same, it's just a matter of time.

After thinking for a while, Jiang Xiaofan shook his head, walked down from the ring, and walked towards Zhang Hao, today's boxing match was also finished as promised, it was time for him to fulfill his promise.

He still clearly remembers that Zhang Hao promised him that he would give 5 million RMB for every game he won, and he counted the number of heads in these two games, "hiss...... Jiang Xiaofan gasped suddenly, I don't really know that this Nima actually has as much as 100 million.

With the addition of the outside bets he bought, he made nearly 400 million in tonight's game!

In just a few minutes of effort, killing so many black boxers, and having 400 million at once, Jiang Xiaofan suddenly had the illusion of dreaming at this moment. (To be continued.) )