Fortunately, Wang Chuan is not stupid, and after some fruitless attempts, he chose to avoid again, using his speed to let his opponent's heavy punches fail again and again.

In the midst of this kind of chasing and chasing, the second round was over quickly.

Before Wang Chuan returned to his original position, Liangzi was already waiting there, but this time, there was an extra figure beside him, it was Fang Kun.

"Why are you here!" Wang Chuan found him immediately.

"Come over and have fun if it's okay!" Fang Kun said to Wang Chuan with a smile.

"Who is he?" Ryoko asked curiously.

"Don't delay the time, you can rest quickly!" Fang Kun directly interrupted Liangzi's words, and immediately, his hands stretched out directly to Wang Chuan's shoulders.

"Chuanzi, are you your own person?" Ryoko continued to ask, still looking a little worried.

Wang Chuan nodded subconsciously, he himself was full of doubts, why Fang Kun appeared here, but at this moment, his pupils suddenly widened, as if he had encountered something incredible, but since he was facing away from Liangzi, Liangzi didn't find it.

It turned out that as Fang Kun began to use the exercises to heal his injuries, Wang Chuan suddenly felt a warm feeling in the position of his shoulders, and then, the original pain began to slowly decrease.

Fang Kun's brows gradually relaxed, and the original look of worry disappeared, because Wang Chuan's shoulder was only hit by some blows when he was scratched and fell, and the problem was not big, as long as the true qi was slightly combed, it could be recovered.

However, when outsiders came, Fang Kun was just helping Wang Chuan with a shoulder massage, and he didn't know the truth at all.

"Ding-ding-"

The bell rings again, and the third round begins.

Wang Chuan stood up and waved his arms, then he immediately turned to look at Fang Kun, his face showing a hint of surprise, but more surprise and doubt.

Liangzi, who was standing next to him, felt a little inexplicable, but before he could ask, Wang Chuan walked directly to the center of the boxing ring, and then Liangzi could only shake his head helplessly, looking at Fang Kun, his eyes were full of doubts.

"Hello, I'm his nephew, and I happened to be here to play with my friends today!" Fang Kun obviously felt Ryoko's gaze and explained with a smile.

At this moment, a scream came from the stage.

"Whew!"

It turned out that Wang Chuan's opponent, the white god of war, originally thought that he had abolished Wang Chuan's arms, so he launched a fierce attack on Wang Chuan as soon as he came up.

For anyone, the face will be their weakness, and if Wang Chuan does not accidentally sneak attack, it will be difficult to hit the opponent's face.

At this moment, the white god of war immediately let out a miserable scream, covering his nose with both hands, and blood spilled from his hands.

The referee immediately stepped forward to stop Wang Chuan's continued attack, and the white man returned to his resting corner, where his assistant helped him urgently treat his injuries.

Wang Chuan turned his head and looked at Fang Kun, showing a hint of a smile, but Fang Kun saw a hint of gratitude in his eyes.

Fang Kun shook his head helplessly, he knew in his heart that the situation Wang Chuan would face next would be very dangerous, because he had completely angered his opponent.

Soon, with the help of his assistant, the white man's nosebleed stopped, and then he returned to the center of the ring and faced Wang Chuan, revealing a fierce look.

With the referee's order, the game continued.

Fang Kun's prediction was indeed correct, after the game started again, the white god of war began to attack frantically, probably the anger in his heart rose, his speed became much faster, and the consequence was that Wang Chuan began to dodge constantly, not daring to face the attack of his hand directly.

Ryoko's attention instantly shifted to the stage, and at the same time, he also paid attention to the time display in the distance from time to time, as if he was looking forward to the early end of this round of the match.

Moments later, sighs rang out again in the arena, and it was clear that the audience would rather see a fierce confrontation between the two players than blindly dodge.

Time passed slowly, and there were still more than 20 seconds, and the third round would be over, and in the sighs of the audience, Wang Chuan, who was originally blindly dodging, suddenly turned around and punched the opponent's head.

The audience was silent for a moment, but the next moment, there was a burst of exclamations.

It turned out that the moment Wang Chuan turned around and slammed into the opponent's head, the white god of war also responded at the same time, only to see him stretch out a big hand and grab Wang Chuan's fist directly, and at the same time, the other hand hooked and slammed into Wang Chuan's lower back.

"Bang!"

Wang Chuan fell to the ground again, but one of his hands was still grabbed by his opponent, and Wang Chuan showed a painful expression, as if he had been greatly hurt.

Liangzi suddenly shouted, but it was too late, I saw the white god of war take a stride and sit directly on Wang Chuan's body, and at the same time, Wang Chuan's hand, twisted by him, was directly pressed on his head, and it was about to be abolished.

Because the body was pressed to death, and one hand was countered by the other party, Wang Chuan at this time had no power to resist, and what was even more cruel was that the other party's huge body suddenly sat on his body, and in an instant, a huge pain came from his waist, and Wang Chuan's face turned pale in an instant.

The referee immediately knelt down in front of Wang Chuan and began to ask Wang Chuan about his situation.

The originally quiet gym was boiling again, some people shouted loudly for Wang Chuan to launch a counterattack again, and others let out a sigh of disappointment.

After asking Wang Chuan, the referee has already begun to take the reading.

"Three-four-five-"

When the referee read seven, a burst of killing intent suddenly erupted in the eyes of the white god of war, and then, as soon as he used his strength, Wang Chuan's hand that was pressed against the top of his head was directly pressed to the ground, almost twisted three hundred and sixty degrees, and then a faint sound came.

"Oh!" Wang Chuan let out a scream.

“hands off！”

The referee closest to the two was the first to react, and he immediately shouted.

Offstage, Cheng Siqi's brows immediately furrowed, and he almost subconsciously rushed to the stage area, but was stopped by Liangzi next to him in time.

The surrounding stands fell silent again, and everyone watched the scene on the stage in amazement.

On the stage, the referee had already stopped reading, directly pushed down the white god of war, and then lay on the ground and asked Wang Chuan about his situation.

At this time, Wang Chuan's face was already pale, his forehead was full of beads of sweat, and at the same time, the corners of his mouth that were close to the ground were also trembling slightly, obviously, he was trying his best to endure the great pain.

may have seen that Wang Chuan did not recover, and the referee immediately looked at Liangzi in the audience.

Liangzi hurriedly rushed towards the stage, and Fang Kun also moved at the same time.

Just when the two of them ran into the ring to check Wang Chuan's situation, the referee had already announced the result of the game, and there was a shout in the arena, obviously, these people had just bought a white win, and when the results came out, they naturally won.

Liangzi was obviously very experienced, and after observing Wang Chuan's situation, he called a stretcher, and then with the help of the staff, carried Wang Chuan to the lounge, in the process, Fang Kun clearly saw that Liangzi's gaze at the white god of war was full of hatred, but also with a trace of helplessness.

When they arrived at the break room, a resident doctor arrived in the break room just in time.

"Let them all go out, I'll see Uncle Wang's situation first!" Fang Kun said to Liangzi.

"This-let's let the doctor take a look, if not, send it to the hospital immediately!" Liangzi looked at Wang Chuan worriedly, obviously he didn't think Fang Kun could have a way, after all, in his opinion, Fang Kun should still be a student.

At this moment, Wang Chuan, who was lying on the stretcher, looked at it with difficulty.

"Liangzi, do what Fang Kun says!"

"This—" Ryoko still insisted.

"Liangzi, believe me, Fang Kun has a way!" Wang Chuan gritted his teeth and said, obviously, Fang Kun had already had some guesses in his heart after Fang Kun had cured his shoulder injury in a short period of time, so he would insist on it like this.

Seeing Wang Chuan so persistent, Liangzi could only let the doctor leave.

"Uncle Liangzi, you watch at the door, don't let anyone come in and disturb you, just have me here!" Fang Kun said to Liangzi with a smile.

Liangzi looked at Fang Kun with wide eyes with an incredible expression, obviously, he didn't expect that Fang Kun would even have to take him away.

"Liangzi, wait outside, I'm fine!" Wang Chuan spoke again.

Hearing Wang Chuan say this, Liangzi could only shake his head helplessly, helped his gold-rimmed glasses, and then left the lounge with a puzzled face.

After Liangzi left, Fang Kun began to treat Wang Chuan's injuries.

Ryoko, who was standing at the door of the lounge, was full of doubts and worries, but he could only wait patiently at the door.

And Fang Kun, who was indoors, glanced up at the camera in the corner of the wall, revealing a helpless wry smile, and then began to push and hold it on Wang Chuan's body.

(To be continued!)