As the host announced the next list, Fu Yan heard his name, and his opponent was a white man from the United States. His face was scarred and muscular. Just by looking at his size, Fu Yan was as weak as an ant in front of him.
Fu Yan was forcibly taken down. He was hungry and thirsty at the moment. Although his strength had recovered, he could only be beaten on the ground in the face of such a burly opponent.
So this round can only be outsmarted.
The people here are basically outlaws, and they have more or less a few lives in their hands. In order to achieve their goals, Fu Yan must deal with them with twelve spirits in this kind of place.
The moment he stood on the stage, there was a burst of laughter from the audience, which was also ridicule, contempt, and constant abuse.
"Your hair isn't even grown. Go home and breastfeed, hahaha!"
"What are you pretending to be a little brat, I punch like this!"
"William is really lucky. He won such a weak draw and took 10 million for nothing."
"Hurry up and bet on it, brothers, all bet on William, a sure-fire deal!"
...
Fu Yan closed his eyes and wanted to expel these voices from his mind, but the more he heard it, the clearer he heard it.
William, who was opposite him, had a relaxed look on his face at this time, and his eyes were full of ridicule and ridicule.
The host held the microphone in his hand and saw that both of them were ready and started the countdown.
"Three, two, one, bang!"
With a gunshot, the game began.
This is not a wrestling match in the company's sports meeting. If one is not careful, it will be fatal.
William didn't take him as an opponent at all, and at best it was an interesting toy.
In order to end the game as soon as possible, he took the lead in rushing to Fu Yan's right hand and swung at him.
Although Fu Yan had never learned martial arts, his skills were still flexible. He quickly reacted and hid in the past, and William threw himself into the air.
However, he was not annoyed by this, turned around and continued to punch him. His strength was very strong and his speed was extremely fast, but he still missed the shot.
Fu Yan's heart was beating very fast. He had some difficulty dodging William's two punches, but he could handle it.
William didn't hit him. He started to get a little cranky, but he just thought he was lucky.
It was too late to say it, and before Fu Yan could react, he punched him in the abdomen with an uppercut. Fu Yan was caught off guard and took a few big steps back and squatted down, only feeling that his stomach was hot and very uncomfortable.
At this time, the cheers of the second floor were instantly high, and everyone was cheering for William.
Fu Yan paused for a few seconds, then slowly stood up and continued to cheer up.
William looked at him like this and no longer hesitated to throw a fist at him again. The intensity was even stronger than before, and it was bound to let Fu Yan go.
However, the result was unsatisfactory, and Fu Yan escaped.
"*!"
William cursed in a low voice, thinking that a direct punch could solve him, but he avoided it several times, dealing with such a little brat, so many people watching, where did he put his face!
He was already gradually irritable at this time, and the eyes he looked at Fu Yan became more and more ruthless.
There was a timer on the spot. One minute had passed, and there were still three minutes left.
William directly pounced on him and tried to overwhelm him with force. As a result, Fu Yan escaped like a loach, and then took advantage of William's slow reaction and punched him hard in the face, hitting him with gold stars.
The audience immediately exclaimed, unable to believe what they saw.
That little brat who looked at the thin wind could blow and punched William?!
That's amazing.
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aheThanks to the member whose ID opened for the lady of "Wu Yihan"!
