Yang Hao went downstairs calmly, summoned a waiter, took off his coat with a relaxed expression, handed it to the waiter, and then stepped onto the ring step by step.
Many guests around were excited after watching two exciting fights, but suddenly they saw Yang Hao on the ring, and they were all shocked.
"Wow, who is that man? Is he going to fight in person?"
"Yang Hao is going to fight in person, isn't he afraid of losing his identity? It's really embarrassing for a third-generation disciple of the Yang family to fight with a black boxer."
"Is this Yang Hao powerful?"
"Yang Hao must be standing up for Chen Ang. Chen Ang and the others grew up together with Yang Hao. When they see Yang Hao, they all respectfully call him 'Brother Hao'. Kong Yiming bullies Chen Ang.
How can he, the eldest brother, sit back and ignore it?"
"Hey, is this Yang Hao very powerful? Is it possible that he, a young master, can be more powerful than those black boxers?"
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Those who knew the inside story and those who didn't knew the inside story were discussing with each other in low voices. Everyone's eyes were focused on Yang Hao, full of curiosity about a battle with completely unequal identities.
People who can appear at Blue Mountain Villa are all people with status. Such people can basically tell who they want to deal with without having to go into battle themselves. People like Yang Hao who go into battle shirtless are really rare.
Yang Hao looked calm and did not show any threat. However, when Yang Hao appeared on the ring step by step, the black-clothed boxer who had always been arrogant showed a wary look, and his face became solemn.
Incomparable.
He is indeed a black market boxer. Before he came on stage, he was told that as long as Yang Hao came on stage, he would use all his strength to attack Yang Hao and cause damage to Yang Hao. If he could kill Yang Hao, then he
He will receive an additional 10 million. If Yang Hao is injured, he will also receive varying amounts of rewards depending on the severity of the injury. The more serious the injury, the more rewards he will receive.
He has been practicing black boxing for many years and is very famous in the black boxing circle. He is very skilled but very rational. Judging from what the employer told him, he knew this man with a lazy look on his face.
It's definitely not as non-threatening as he looks. On the contrary, this man is definitely a master!
There is no need for other reasons to judge this point. Just from the fact that after he ferociously defeated and injured two black boxers, the opponent can still appear on the stage so calmly, I know that the opponent is confident, and the opponent was upstairs just now.
The aura he showed on the ring, it was clear that not even his employer could do anything to the opponent. It could be seen that the opponent was definitely a more powerful or capable person. For such a person with status to be able to come to the ring in person, it could explain a lot of things.
Instead of being arrogant before, he became extremely alert and careful.
Yang Hao stared at this boxer who was very cautious compared to before. Still not in a hurry, he gently unbuttoned the cuffs of his shirt, rolled up the cuffs of his shirt, and said softly: "What did your employer tell you?
, hurt me, or kill me?"
The boxer pursed his lips tightly and did not speak. It was naturally impossible for him to tell Yang Hao what his employer had told him, but he was secretly surprised because the other party really got what his employer told him.
Yang Hao stared at the boxer's eyes, and when he saw a flash of surprise in the boxer's eyes, Yang Hao knew that he had guessed correctly.
After rolling up his cuffs, Yang Hao hooked his fingers at the boxer and said, "Come on, there are two more behind you."
Listening to Yang Hao's calm voice, the boxer couldn't help but feel a little angry in his heart. Although he knew that you must be very powerful, is it too much for you to underestimate me like this? I am not a nobody!
The boxer gritted his teeth, rushed towards Yang Hao, and punched him hard.
Yang Hao smiled faintly, and stretched out his left hand like lightning, palms facing each other, intending to use his palm to receive the punch from the boxer in blue.
Seeing Yang Hao being so aggressive, the boxer's expression became even more ferocious, and he put a little more force into his hands. He sneered in his heart. If I punch him, even a brick will be smashed to pieces by me.
How dare you use your palm to catch it, my punch will destroy your left hand!
The blue-clothed boxer's fist hit Yang Hao's palm hard, making a crisp sound that could be clearly heard by everyone around, and everyone's eyes were focused on the place where the fists and palms met.
Everyone felt that Yang Hao was definitely overconfident. He was a master of professional black boxing. Look at the two boxers he just faced, how badly they were defeated. Whether it was elbow strikes, flying kicks, or fists,
They all carry powerful destructive power, and as long as they are touched, they will be seriously injured. Yang Hao actually used his palm to catch the fists of these thugs. This is not asking for death.
The fist stopped in Yang Hao's palm. Yang Hao clasped his palm and directly grabbed the boxer's fist. Yang Hao's expression did not change at all, as if the opponent's punch was completely powerless.
The boxer was shocked. His powerful punch was enough to smash the hard bricks into pieces and bend the steel bars. However, when it hit Yang Hao's palm, the huge force was like a mud cow entering the sea. There was no impact at all.
any reaction.
What's going on?
The boxer was extremely horrified. No one knew the power of his punch better than him, but this punch seemed to have no effect at all in front of Yang Hao.
Even if he thought with his toes, he knew at this moment that he had met a master. A real master could kill his own master instantly!
He felt anxious and suddenly pumped his fist, but he was shocked to find that he couldn't move it!
His fist seemed to be clamped by stainless steel pliers and remained motionless.
The boxer was almost instinctive. His right foot had already flown up and he directly lifted his vaginal leg. Yang Hao still didn't move. Just when his foot was about to hit the target, Yang Hao's legs suddenly moved toward the middle. The boxer's
The foot was immediately clamped by Yang Hao's legs. The boxer pulled hard several times, but it still didn't move at all.
Yang Hao seemed to be a stone man, just looking at him quietly without making any counterattack.
Yang Hao hadn't attacked yet, but large beads of sweat suddenly appeared on the fist's forehead.
He looked at the motionless and calm Yang Hao in front of him, and his heart was already beating violently. He had fought many black boxing games, and it was not that he had never lost. He had even been injured, seriously injured, but he had never encountered one.
Something that scares him.
Yang Hao's eyes were very calm, no, it should be said to be very bland, and there was no hostility even visible in his eyes. However, under this calmness and indifference, it reflected a kind of despairing power.
The opponent did not regard him as an opponent at all, and in fact, he was not an opponent. I believe that at this moment, Yang Hao could end this battle with just one punch.
Just when the boxer pumped hard again, Yang Hao suddenly let go of his hands and feet. The boxer staggered back a few steps and looked at Yang Hao in shock.
There was no obvious expression on Yang Hao's face, and he still stared at him so casually, but this calmness gave him a mountain-like pressure. He had encountered strong enemies, but never such a lack of suspense.
opponent.
It's not that the opponent can't defeat him, it's that he doesn't even bother to defeat him!
This made him feel extremely frustrated, even desperate.
He subconsciously turned his head and looked in the direction of Kong Yiming, hoping to see some information from Kong Yiming's face, but what he saw was just a cold face without any expression, and Kong Yiming's eyes
Full of indifference, even dissatisfaction, without any sympathy or mercy.
This boxer suddenly felt envious of his second opponent.
Because his employer is obviously much more humane than his own employer.
Knowing that he would lose, the employer did not vent his hatred on the boxer, but generously protected the boxer's safety.
pity……
The boxer gritted his teeth and rushed towards Yang Hao again. Since his employer had no signs and he was not injured, the fight must continue.
Yang Hao had no interest in fighting with him anymore. This boxer was quite good, but in his opinion, there was really no suspense about the choice. The difference in strength was not even the slightest bit.
Yang Hao was originally an elite among the elites, and his body had been strengthened by potions. His physical fitness was several times that of ordinary people. Whether it was strength, reaction or speed, it was definitely not comparable to ordinary people, even if it was infinite.
Those trained elites who are close to the limits of ordinary people cannot compare, because no matter how they train, they still have the bodies of ordinary people, and Yang Hao's body is no longer ordinary people.
Yang Hao turned slightly to avoid the boxer's attack, and then directly raised his kick and swept the boxer's buttocks. The boxer immediately flew up and landed on the high platform without any suspense.
The boxer may have been prepared for defeat. Although he was swept out of the high platform, he did not panic. He used his strength to roll and stood up safely. Looking at Yang Hao standing leisurely on the high platform, the boxer gritted his teeth.
, walked back, but there was a little more admiration and gratitude in his eyes.
If Yang Hao's kick just now had been a little higher and heavier, it could have completely broken his lumbar vertebrae, causing him serious injury or even death. Even if he didn't die, he would still be a cripple. But Yang Hao just kicked him lightly.
, and sent him off the ring.
Suddenly, the boxer felt a little discouraged. He had always felt that he was very strong, and he could still fight no matter how strong he was. But now it seems that he is like a frog watching the sky.
It's really funny when I think about it.
If Yang Hao hadn't disdained to attack him today, then he might have died directly in the boxing ring.
In an instant, the boxer's forehead and vest were covered with sweat. Suddenly, he felt frustrated, and then he immediately had the intention of quitting the black boxing world.
Today is lucky, but what about the next day, and the day after that?
The boxer, whose self-confidence was completely destroyed by Yang Hao, secretly made a decision in his heart to quit boxing and find a job with peace of mind for the rest of his life. Anyway, he has made a lot of money in the past few years.
I'm starving to death.
Naturally, Yang Hao would not know that his mercy could completely change a person's destiny. In his heart, he had always felt that although there were many cruel people in black boxing, most of them had no choice but to enter this industry. Since and
If you have no grievances, why must you kill them all?
Yang Hao looked at Kong Yiming, who looked a little ugly, and said coldly: "If the next two are of the same level, I advise you not to call them out for embarrassment. Well, you don't think it's embarrassing, I think it's embarrassing too.
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PS: I went back to my hometown during the Chinese New Year and there was no internet. I uploaded it on my mobile phone. It was too slow. It took me a long time to upload it... (To be continued)