Under the backdrop of the atmosphere and the shouts of everyone, the cold-faced god of war walked out.

"Come on, cold-faced god of war!"

"Cold-faced God of War, congratulations on setting a new record, a twenty-two winning streak, it's really impressive!"

"The cold-faced god of war, teach that newcomer a lesson, dare to challenge you!"

In the face of everyone's shouts, the cold-faced god of war walked to the ring indifferently and sat on the stage.

The movements of the cold-faced god of war couldn't help but make everyone talk.

"What is the cold-faced god of war doing?"

"I don't know, anyway, what threat can a kid who doesn't know whether he is alive or dead bring to the cold-faced god of war?"

"That's it, the cold-faced god of war can kill that newcomer who doesn't know whether he is alive or dead with a sneeze!"

"Everyone, let's greet the newcomer Gu Ze with the warmest cheers!"

The host shouted in the most passionate voice.

"Boom!"

The blue mist rose and filled the air, and Gu Ze's figure gradually emerged.

"Shh

When Gu Ze appeared, there were boos, and some people even picked up things and smashed them on Gu Ze's body.

"Where did the stinky boy come out, hurry up and go back to the bed!"

"You don't look in the mirror to see what strength you have to compete with the cold-faced god of war!"

"Get down!"

"Get down!"

The noisy sound did not affect Gu Ze, but instead smiled back at the noisy crowd.

Walking to the ring, Gu Ze looked at the cold-faced god of war in front of him and was slightly surprised.

"The qi and blood are thick and surging, and they have reached the qi and blood stage!"

"There are no rules in the ring until one side falls."

"I announce, the fight begins!"

As the host's arm waved, the crowd erupted in shouts.

"Let's make a move, hurry up and end this boring fight!" The cold-faced god of war sat cross-legged on the ground, not even looking at Gu Ze.

"You're not going to make a move?"

Gu Ze asked curiously.

"You're too weak, let you make three moves!" The cold-faced God of War spoke with some disdain.

"Huh!" Gu Ze smiled, and was no longer polite, stepped forward with his right foot, shook his hand and turned into a fist, and hit the face of the cold-faced god of war.

"Bang!"

The cold-faced god of war sitting on the ground was blown up by this punch, and a corner of the mask was shattered.

The body slammed on the ground, and a trace of blood ran down the corner of his mouth.

This scene made everyone open their mouths in shock, and almost bit their tongues off.

"Brother Zhang Ying, this... What the hell is going on? Zhang Ran asked anxiously like Xin Ying.

"Don't worry, with the strength of the cold-faced God of War, there will be no accidents!" Zhang Ying comforted Zhang Ran.

"I hope so!" Zhang Ran's face was gloomy.

"Phew!"

The cold-faced god of war stood up and spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, revealing half of his face.

"What's your name?"

When Gu Ze heard this, he couldn't help but shake his head and said with a smile: "You will remember my name deeply in a while!" ”

"Look at the punch!"

Gu Ze waved his fist again.

The cold-faced god of war hurriedly blocked it with his arms.

"Bang!"

A huge force spread through the cold-faced god of war's body, forcing him to slide back a few steps, leaving two scratches.

"The blood is not bad!"

Gu Ze put away his fists and couldn't help but praise.

"Hmph, there's one more trick!" The cold-faced god of war wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, took a deep breath, and adjusted his qi and blood.

"Crackling!"

Gu Ze swept out with a whip leg, making an explosion sound similar to thunder and lightning, and the ears of the cold-faced god of war were deaf for a while.

"Not good!"

The cold-faced god of war secretly screamed in his heart, feeling a threat from Gu Ze's attack.

But the big words have been released, and the cold-faced god of war gritted his teeth and fought in place.

"It's a man!" Gu Ze smiled, and the power on his legs was like a thousand catties of gravity, smashing the side face of the cold-faced God of War.

"Bang!"

A buzzing voice continued to echo in the mind of the cold-faced god of war, and the feeling of dizziness hit, causing the cold-faced god of war's body to continue to sway, and finally he couldn't hold it anymore, and fell to the ring with a "plop".

The cold-faced god of war kept struggling, trying to stand up, but due to vertigo, the cold-faced god of war was just about to stand up, and fell to the ring, and so on, and finally fell motionless in the ring.

"Goo-dong!"

The sound of swallowing saliva sounded, and everyone swallowed the saliva like a blade, cutting their own hearts, and the shocked emotions instantly surged into their minds.

"It's... The cold-faced god of war was defeated? ”

"Three... Three tricks... Defeated the cold-faced god of war in three moves? ”

"It must be me dreaming, yes, it must be a dream, the undefeated cold-faced god of war was defeated by a fledgling boy? I don't believe it! ”

"Brother Zhang Ying, what's going on? Doesn't it mean that the cold-faced god of war won't miss? Zhang Ran's face was already hideous, and he roared wildly at Zhang Ying.

Zhang Ying's face was gloomy, looking at the cold-faced god of war who fell in the ring, and didn't say a word.

"Can you announce it?" Gu Ze asked the host with his hands behind his back.

Hearing Gu Ze's words, the host reacted, picked up the microphone and shouted: "According to the rules, if the cold-faced god of war falls to the ground within ten seconds, he will be declared defeated!" ”

"No, before the fight, didn't you say that there are no rules in the ring?" Gu Ze looked at the host with a playful expression.

The host turned his head very weakly, ran to the side of the cold-faced god of war, and lay on the ground with a face.

"Cold-faced God of War, can you still fight?"

The host shouted three times, but did not get a response from the cold-faced god of war.

"Cold-faced God of War, I'm going to start the countdown now!" The host kicked the cold-faced god of war with his foot, and it took a long time before shouting: "Ten..."

"Nine..."

The interval between each number made Gu Ze feel that five minutes had passed!

"I advise you to hurry up, after all, the more it drags on, his life will be in danger!"

The host suddenly stopped talking, his eyes hesitated, and he looked towards Zhang Ying.

Zhang Ying's face was gloomy as water, and he said in a cold tone: "In this competition, Gu Zesheng wins!" ”

"Wow!"

As Zhang Ying's results were announced, the crowd erupted into a tsunami-like sound.

"The invincible cold-faced god of war has been defeated!"

"Oh my God, it's really not a dream!"

"Abominable cold-faced god of war, accompany my wallet!"

"You've won this fight, get out of here!" Zhang Ying shouted at Gu Ze.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Gu Ze smiled slightly, "I heard that if you win the competition, don't you have money to take it?" ”

"And our bet, please Miss Zhang Ran fulfill it!"

"You..." Zhang Ran's face was like eating a dead fly when he heard this, and he trembled all over.

"Gu Ze, you don't have to get an inch, if I can let you out of the boxing market safely, it will already be the greatest reward for you!" Zhang Ying couldn't hold back anymore and roared wildly at Gu Ze.

"Is this in a hurry?" Gu Ze sneered.

"It seems that you Zhang Ying is also a commodity who can't afford to play, and this underground boxing market is nothing more than that!"