Perhaps it was because Han Feng's strong performance was too shocking, and at that moment the arena battle there was entering a break. Many people gathered around the three of them, and two of them even walked up to Ling Xiang.
The two of them were relatively young, both under the age of twenty-five. One of them had a big crew cut, a face with Chinese characters, a height of over 1.85 meters, a burly figure, and was wearing a black sportswear, looking very powerful.
The other person was similar in height to Han Feng, with long red hair covering his eyes, a thin figure, thin lips, a hooked nose like an eagle's beak, and extremely sharp eyes, giving people a very dangerous feeling.
The big man seemed to know Xiao Yao, but he just nodded slightly to say hello, and seemed unwilling to talk to Xiao Yao more; while Hong Mao was more respectful to Ling Xiang, and stood behind Ling Xiang after meeting, with a
The follower thugs should be members of Ling Xiang's own family.
"This brother looks tight, but the power of this punch is really powerful." The big man with the Chinese character's face looked at the holes in the sandbag and said in admiration.
"Haha, Brother Jiang, this is Xiao Yao's boyfriend Han Feng, who just came back from America." Ling Xiang said with a smile.
"You came back from America? No wonder you are so powerful, but the underground boxing champions over there don't have this power, right?" The big man named Jiang looked at Han Feng, his fighting spirit undisguised, and said: "Brother Han, we will fight in a while.
How about one?"
Han Feng's face became redder and redder, and his breath became more and more unstable. Although the punch just now was not with full force, it allowed him to mobilize some skills, and the power of the medicine became more and more difficult to suppress in his body.
After all, he is a human being, not a god, and his body cannot be completely immune to the stimulation of this high-tech drug.
"I'm injured, and I won't pay for the medical expenses." Han Feng said calmly, pretending to suppress his fluctuating breath.
Hearing that Han Feng was so confident, the big man surnamed Jiang didn't mind. He could punch through a sandbag and hurt himself. He smiled and said, "I'll wait for you on the stage in a while. I hope Brother Han won't keep me here for too long."
wait."
Han Feng didn't speak, just nodded lightly.
After finishing speaking, it was time for the rest of the ring over there, but it was the big man named Jiang's turn to take the ring.
Han Feng pretended to continue to endure it, and gathered around the ring with Xiao Yao, Ling Xiang and others.
To be honest, Han Feng really wanted to have a fight now because he needed to be released. Otherwise, using his strength to suppress the potion would be as uncomfortable as holding in urine.
The big man surnamed Jiang was also unambiguous. After coming to the stage, he knocked the original challenger off the stage. Almost none of the challengers who came up next could get out of the five moves.
Those martial arts enthusiasts who came to sign up for the Raptors Crossing the River competition were like children in front of the big man named Jiang. He was obviously several levels higher than the other contestants.
Han Feng looked down and showed a satisfied smile. Such an opponent was worth fighting.
Seeing how fierce the big man named Jiang was, the smiles on Ling Xiang and Xiao Yao's faces became thicker and thicker. They seemed to have seen the scene of Han Feng being ravaged by the big man named Jiang on the stage.
Although Han Feng's punch just now was so powerful, the competition in martial arts is not just about strength, it also requires skills.
In fact, Xiao Yao should know a lot about Han Feng's fighting skills, but she always tried not to think about it. Han Feng hurt her self-esteem this morning, and "tricked" her into taking a bite of bitter food at noon.
Qingcai, she just wants revenge now.
People often say that beautiful women are like roses with thorns. They are beautiful, but they are easily injured if you touch them. Moreover, women are the most vindictive, and the term woman always appears together with villains.
Only ten minutes passed, and the big man surnamed Jiang didn't even take a breath, refused to take a break, and stood at the end without any suspense.
Next came the stage of accepting the challenge from the audience. Before Han Feng could come on stage to vent, a tough man in short-sleeved shorts and sportswear jumped onto the stage, and was lost to the big man named Jiang in just two moves.
Come down.
There were about 200 people in the audience, all of whom were martial arts enthusiasts and had some good skills. But everyone also knew their own weight. When the first strong man was thrown down, there was a moment of silence, and no one was there.
Dare to go up and fight the big man named Jiang.
Judging from the performance of the big man surnamed Jiang in these games, this man is much stronger than Ling Xiang, with a punch strength of no less than 400 pounds, and his movements are coherent and like the wind, and he often defeats his opponent within a few moves. It is obvious that he is
He has learned relatively advanced fighting skills.
Compared to the martial arts enthusiasts in the audience and the contestants who had just participated in the challenge, the big man named Jiang was more professional. He had obviously been immersed in this art for many years and must have been guided by a famous teacher.
At this time, he was like a fierce tiger, standing proudly on the stage, and giving people a feeling of weight like an iron tower, which could not be shaken easily.
"Brother Han, Brother Jiang just said it casually. You'd better not compete with him. If your legs and feet are broken, you will not only suffer, but also make Yaoyao worry." Ling Xiang saw no one coming up, so he said
Said seemingly kindly in front of Han Feng.
"What nonsense are you talking about? How can my little Fengfeng be afraid of this big bear? Even if he gets beaten half to death, my little Fengfeng will fight like a man. Right, little Fengfeng?" Xiao Yao
He also echoed with emphasis and weirdness beside him.
Han Feng was like a mirror in his heart, with an evil sneer hanging from the corner of his mouth, and he looked at Ling Xiang thoughtfully.
Ling Xiang looked calm and had a hateful smile.
Han Feng looked at Xiao Yao again. Seeing Han Feng's expression, Xiao Yao felt a little guilty and lowered her head, not daring to look at Han Feng.
"When I get back, I want to hear your explanation."
After Han Feng said these words to Xiao Yao, he walked onto the ring.
"Haha, brother Han, you're finally here. I've been stuck here like a piece of wood for a long time. I'm so depressed." The big man named Jiang seemed to have a more straightforward personality. When he saw Han Feng on stage, he rubbed his hands like a pervert.
Just like when I saw a beautiful woman, I was so excited that I wanted to pounce directly on her.
"I hope you don't hold a grudge against me. I really don't really want to beat you up." Han Feng replied with a wry smile.
The big man surnamed Jiang was slightly stunned. After a moment, he understood what Han Feng meant. He laughed and said: "People used to say I was crazy, but today someone is finally crazier than me. However, I hope Han Feng is not showing off.
Your dry humor."
"Let's get started. If it hurts too much, just scream out and it will probably feel better." Han Feng said and waved to the big man named Jiang.
"good!"
The big man surnamed Jiang went down without any ink marks. After responding, his feet suddenly exerted force and his body rushed towards Han Feng.