"It's such a pity. It's just a little short of Pierre being able to beat the Chinese to death."
"It doesn't matter, it's just a coincidence. I bet that Chinese guy can't last three seconds."
On the ring, dangers abound, and Yang Haoran is in a passive position, being pressed by Pierre step by step.
Each time, he escaped at the last moment and looked quite embarrassed.
It caused a burst of laughter in the audience.
Dorela frowned slightly. Yang Haoran's strength was a bit beyond her expectation. Why did he feel so weak?
If he only had such strength, why would Shenlong choose him as his partner?
In the backstage office of the boxing ring, Gallo looked lazily through the glass wall.
Smiling extremely contemptuously: "Ekarina doesn't seem to have very good eyesight. How can such a person be qualified to enter our superpower alliance?
It’s just a joke. No wonder this kid didn’t show his pass. He seems to be self-aware.”
Olanna on the side laughed.
"Gorro, don't talk too much.
I don’t know this Chinese person, but I know Yekarina.
Her standards for selecting members are definitely higher than ours, and this Chinese person's strength will definitely not be limited to this, so don't be careless."
Gao Erluo smiled disdainfully and continued to look at the ring without comment.
Yang Haoran's acting skills are still very good, but it seems that he has always been at a disadvantage.
But in fact, Pierre's fighting rhythm has always been under his control.
Yang Haoran didn't want to end the fight as soon as possible. It was very dangerous to be seen through.
So he was delaying it as much as possible to make himself look even more embarrassed.
In fact, the audience in the boxing ring thought so too.
No matter from which angle you look at it, Yang Haoran is at an absolute disadvantage.
It's just because of a little better luck that I was able to persist for so long.
Or maybe Pierre was playing a cat and mouse game, and he was teasing Yang Haoran.
If Pierre knew what the audience was thinking at this time, he would probably vomit three liters of blood.
Others couldn't see it, but he, the person involved, had already sensed the weirdness of the matter.
He obviously felt that Yang Haoran was weak, but no matter how hard Pierre tried, he could never really touch Yang Haoran.
Yang Haoran's body was so agile that he could always escape Pierre's attack at the last moment.
It might be a coincidence once or twice, but if it happens like this all the time for a few minutes, it's not that simple.
Pierre's face gradually became ugly. It seemed that he was always in the upper hand, but the long and fierce attack had almost consumed all his strength.
On the other hand, Yang Haoran always maintained a calm expression and looked extremely unbeatable.
The most important thing is that Pierre has realized the truth of the matter.
Yang Haoran's strength is much higher than him, so he can play with him like an adult playing with a child.
It's not that Yang Haoran is weak at all, but that he is too strong.
Just like a top student in school, his score may not look high, but it is the result of precise score control.
Thinking of the seriousness of this problem, Pierre felt a kind of despair, and even trying to get the end out seemed weak.
It was supposed to be a life and death boxing match, but now it looks more like an exhibition match between two people.
The audience in the boxing ring was in a commotion and shouted loudly.
"Damn, what took so long? Pierre, are you kidding me? v5novels
Put away your boring game of cat and mouse and kill that Chinese guy!"
"Pierre, where is your fatal blow? Use your iron fist to end the Chinese man's life and tell him that this is not the place he should be!"
Dorella has a strange look on her face. As a dragon warrior, she is a very powerful warrior even when she does not rely on the power of the dragon.
Although his vision is not as good as that of Yang Haoran, he still has some.
She has gradually understood that this guy Yang Haoran is just acting.
His ability to accurately control rhythm is really strong.
Being able to do this is much more difficult than defeating your opponent with one punch!
Dorela was very glad that she did not become enemies with Yang Haoran, otherwise such an insidious guy would give people a lot of headaches.
No boxing match has ever lasted as long as today.
So much so that the atmosphere in the entire boxing ring became violent.
Pierre's patience was almost worn out and he had become restless.
Yang Haoran then grinned, suddenly stopped avoiding, and then punched lightly.
It doesn't look very fast, or even very powerful.
But it hit Pierre on the face very accurately, making a snapping sound.
Ordinarily, such a punch would not be able to cause any effective damage to Pierre.
But unexpectedly, Pierre fell straight down.
With a roar, Pierre's tall body fell on his back on the ring.
The entire boxing ring suddenly boiled, and everyone was filled with anger.
If there were not security personnel, the angry spectators might even rush to the ring.
"How is this possible? Pierre actually lost! I suspect it was a fake punch, just one punch. How could Pierre fall?"
"It must be a fake punch. Is this an insult to our eyes or our IQ?
We must give us an explanation, Pierre must have lost on purpose!"
Most of the people present had placed all their bets on Pierre, and naturally they were unwilling to accept this result.
There was always a doctor waiting in the boxing ring, and he quickly got on the ring and carried Pierre off.
"This game doesn't count, we were cheated unless we are given a reasonable explanation."
"The boxing ring must have colluded with Pierre to do fake punches. This is a shady secret, and we need to explain it!"
The order in the boxing ring is somewhat out of control, and the calls for fake punches are getting louder and louder.
Yang Haoran turned a deaf ear and looked indifferent.
What kind of tricks can a bunch of bad gamblers who only care about money see?
In the chaos, the doctor who had just taken Pierre away had left and returned, standing on the ring.
"Everyone, please don't make any noise for now."
The boxing ring immediately became quiet and looked at the doctor on the ring.
"We need to explain, is Pierre's fainting a fake? We need to verify."
The doctor paused and looked around.
"Everyone, calm down, we have checked.
Mr. Pierre fainted due to physical exhaustion and the blow, so the result of this game is valid.
If anyone still questions the results, they can come in person to check."
The boxing ring was silent. He was actually exhausted? How is this possible?
