“……”

Hearing Han Ze's words, the audience in the hall paused for a moment, and a huge discussion broke out in an instant.

Everyone at the scene couldn't believe their ears, thinking they had heard it wrong.

They admit that Han Ze can defeat Zhang Shaojie, and his strength should not be underestimated, but the problem is that there are two or three people, seven or eight people, and this is a bit big.

Although most of the fighters were amateurs, there were also many retired professional fighters.

They all came for Zhang Shaojie, Zuo Xin, and Zhang Yanan.

Even if it was the possession of the "Prairie Wolf" Battle, the "Dragon Descending Arhat" Bai Jinbin, and the "Mighty Young Man" Zhang Kaiyin, three top domestic martial artists, they didn't believe that Han Ze could fight eight by himself.

"I don't believe he can fight eight."

"If you don't believe it, you'll be on it."

"I'm just questioning, isn't that okay?"

"Hey, Yang Zhilin, let's go up together?"

"Forget it, I haven't practiced for a long time, and it's embarrassing to go up."

"Seven or eight people, what are you afraid of, you just harass him on the side, just seize the opportunity to sneak attack......"

There were many people who did not believe in evil at the scene, and soon a strong man with a height of more than one meter and a weight of 200 walked into the ring.

"I'm coming! Who else is going to be together? ”

"Hey, Wan Yang Wan Boss went up? Take me with you. ”

"Wei Bin wait for me, I'll ...... too"

Someone set an example, and soon there were 8 people in the ring.

Including Wei Bin, who always wanted to fight with Han Ze, but never had a chance, also came to the ring at this time.

The audience was excited, and basically everyone held up their mobile phones to shoot, including Tao Dawei, Su Yun, Chen Yanan, Lu Feiyang and so on.

Free fighting, 1VS8, and those 8 are either professional fighters or amateur martial arts masters, even if you look at the global martial arts world, it is an eye-popping thing.

Many people couldn't help but tremble with excitement.

Today, they either watch a joke or witness a miracle in the world of martial arts!

Zuo Xin was also very excited at this time, and walked up to Han Ze and reminded in a whisper: "Be careful!" ”

Han Ze nodded, looking at the countless cameras and flashes on the scene, he was also excited.

Zuo Xin asked people to bring boxing gloves, braces and head coverings for everyone to choose from.

Most people chose fist gloves and braces, and Wei Bin was the only one who chose to wear head coverings.

He had already seen it when he was offstage, Han Ze's fists were very heavy, and he was afraid that he would be beaten into a concussion.

Eight martial arts masters formed a circle against Han Ze.

When Zuo Xin announced the start, eight people rushed towards Han Ze in the circle in an instant.

Han Ze came to Wan Yang, who was the first to jump into the ring, and with a swing fist, with the blessing of the energy in the acupoint, it struck out like lightning.

Wan Yang was a heavyweight boxer before retiring, and his reflexes and resistance to strikes were first-class.

As he stepped back, he subconsciously turned his head to block.

But what he never expected was that when Han Ze's fist was halfway out, his right foot below was raised, and a middle whip leg didn't even have momentum, so he just pumped it up.

Although the 36-style wind chasing fist is mainly fist-based, it also contains eight-style leg skills.

With the blessing of energy, his right foot even brought a whistling sound.

Wan Yang didn't even have time to block it, and he was kicked on the shoulder.

Then he knew, why did Zhang Shaojie roll out just now?

Wan Yang felt as if he had been hit by a truck from the side, and his feet left the ground uncontrollably and fell hard to the side.

"Lying ...... Trough~! ”

Seeing Wan Yang kicked out by Han Ze, all the onlookers outside the octagon cage all let out a huge exclamation.

Wan Yang's weight of 200 catties, many people can't hold it, a punch on him, it's almost like tickling, and now he was pulled out by Han Ze with a whip leg, what a terrifying thing?

But the battle inside the Octagon is far from over.

After Han Ze kicked Wan Yang away, his back also endured several punches, kicks, and elbows.

It's just that these powerful attacks hit him, and they didn't have any practical effect other than making him hurt a little.

During this time, with the help of secret medicine, the hardness of his skin and flesh increased significantly.

He spun and threw a backswing, kicked another away, followed a short body, dodged a hook, and followed it up with an uppercut to the chin.

While putting down the two people, Han Ze also received continuous heavy blows.

"Bang Bang Bang !!"

After Han Ze found that those heavy punches would not pose a fatal threat to him, he directly resisted the attacks from all directions, striking three punches in a row, and all the opponents who were hit covered the hit parts without accident.

Eight people, and in the blink of an eye, there were only two people left.

Wei Bin, who was wearing a hood, was just about to sneak attack from behind, when Han Ze turned around and threw a swing fist on his head.

The braces were all knocked away, and he fell straight to the ground, making a "bang" sound, and fainted without saying a word.

The medical staff hurriedly came to the stage and lifted Wei Bin down.

"Lying ...... Trough~! ”

Seeing such a brutal scene, everyone at the scene let out an exclamation of amazement.

Tao Dawei, Lu Feiyang, Su Yun, and Chen Zhan had goosebumps on their bodies.

"Fortunately, Wei Bin wore a hood, if he didn't wear a hood, he would definitely not be able to run away from the concussion."

"Fortunately, I wore boxing gloves, if I didn't wear boxing gloves, Dabin would probably be really lucky."

"I said before that Han Ze can kill him with one punch, how about it, right......"

The last opponent, even if he knew that he was not Han Ze's opponent, still rushed towards Han Ze, and his fists continued to attack continuously, both attacking and defending were very standard, and he knew at a glance that he was a professional boxer.

However, his movements seemed to Han Ze to be very slow.

Han Ze dodged it easily, and then saw the opportunity and hit the opponent in the ribs with a punch.

"Uh......" The 175-year-old, muscular boxing macho let out a cry of pain and then paused, lying in the ring and rolling back and forth covering his ribs, "Hiss... It hurts......"

Eight opponents, the battle ended in less than three minutes.

Their fists and feet couldn't break Han Ze's defense, but Han Ze's fist with energy could almost make them lose their combat effectiveness with one punch, so there was no suspense at all.

But.

Han Ze knows his hole cards, Zuo Xin and Chen Yanan, and he knows a little.

However, the other martial arts fans close to the 300 at the scene didn't know it at all, and seeing such a result was like a dream.

"Lie - groove~! That's too fierce, isn't it? ”

"Damn, this level of martial arts is the top in the world."

"I thought he was joking, but it turns out that the clown is me!"

"1 fight 8, and you can win so easily, this person is afraid that it is really like what he said, and his boxing skills have been completed!"

"It's awesome! If I didn't know Zhang Shaojie, Wan Yang, and Guan Wenbo, I would definitely think it was a script. ”

The onlookers at the scene were so excited that they couldn't be more excited.

1VS8, spike, and those 8 people are not ordinary people, what is this concept?

It's no exaggeration to say "King of Fighting"!

With everyone's exclamation and emotion, Han Ze in the ring felt the endless energy of willpower and converged towards him.

This time, the energy of the Wish Power was obviously much higher than when he defeated Zhang Shaojie.

There was even a person whose body exuded the energy of the Wish Power that was almost close to the level of a fanatical believer.

He searched around and finally saw it.

It was actually the man's wife who could run a horse on his arm - Chen Yanan.