1618 Li Fan’s top 16 match
Person is a famous black boxing champion, and no one dares to underestimate his strength. It is said that even a white tiger must be courteous to Person when meeting him. This person's fists were fast and hard, and he was called the Bullet Boxing King. In other words, his fists have the speed and power of bullets!
At this time, Person was fighting against a little-known Chinese martial artist, and almost all Westerners' eyes were on Person. Even the Oriental people themselves did not have any hope for Li Yun, a member of the Yingwu Sect whom they had never heard of before. You know, they often go to see Person's boxing matches!
They had seen the video with their own eyes, in which Person punched a cow's head open! Not everyone can have this kind of terrifying arm strength, right? Especially when they saw Li Yun appear on the stage and his thin body, everyone couldn't help but sympathize with him.
This guy will definitely be miserable!
Li Fan patted the dust on his clothes and stood in front of Hei Tong Jian Bo Sen amid the host's voice.
Although this person is not two meters tall, he is still 1.9 meters tall. The muscles on his body are streamlined and very plump. At first glance, he looks like a person who often fights. He has trained himself very well and kept his body in peak condition.
"Oh my God, our young Yingwu Sect player actually met Bullet Boxing Champion Boson! He is really unlucky!"
The host exclaimed, "I really don't know if our player Li can last a little longer under Berson's hands!"
Person's winning rate against Li Fan is handicap three. As long as Li Fan can remain undefeated for three minutes, he will be the winner on the World Bank's betting market.
Only three minutes left... It seemed that no one was optimistic about Li Fan at all.
"It's game time, let's pray for player Li!"
Li Fan felt that the host's voice seemed a little noisy.
Person shook his arms, stepped on his feet in a boxer's unique steps, and jumped back and forth a few steps. He seemed like a powerful hunter staring at his poor prey. There were many fans of Berson around, they were all cheering for Berson and shouting Berson's name in unison. The momentum grew stronger and stronger.
Emperor Wu was sitting in his player seat, looking at the scene outside, and snorted softly.
Although you have changed your appearance, I can still recognize you at a glance. Li Fan, have you seen that even if you work hard for these people, they still don't care about you. If a person does not serve himself, he will be destroyed by heaven and earth. These stupid people should let me lead and educate them.
The bank boss sat in front of the TV, watching the live broadcast, and sneered in his heart.
Poor Chinese monkey, you will soon become my cash cow.
The buzzer sounded for the start of the game, and Berson's fans were ready to celebrate their boxing championship! And Berson stepped forward quickly. He was running very fast. A gust of wind blew by and he came to Li Fan. Then he hit Li Fan on the nose with a quick punch!
Berson was not polite. The Chinese in front of him was the only one who had ever blocked his attack! He is not weak and cannot be underestimated!
In the eyes of everyone, Li Fan must have been badly beaten by this punch and flew backwards. However, they were wrong. Li Fan just stretched out a hand and blocked Person's fist.
With a bang, Li Fan's palm exploded with energy. The power of Person's fist was indeed not weak.
"Something good!"
As he spoke, Person took out his fist from Li Fan's hand and hit Li Fan with a series of fast punches!
"Bang bang bang!"
The air made an explosive sound, and Personnel punched no less than thirty times in the blink of an eye! But Li Fan put one hand behind his back and the other in front of him, blocking all these fists!
"Oh my God, Bullet Boxing Champion lives up to his name, and his fists are as fast as bullets! But Li is not inferior either. His body is thin, but he is evenly matched with Person!"
When the host was speaking, Li Fan suddenly swung his body, then punched out both fists, hitting Bosen hard on the chest.
Arhat strikes the bell!
A move that Liu Bufan taught Li Fan, which is also a basic boxing technique in the Shaolin sect, actually knocked Berson upside down and fell heavily to the ground, where he lay there.
"It's unbelievable! Li Yun actually knocked boxing champion Berson away!"
Before Person could stand up, Li Fan flew forward again, kicked Person on the head, kicked him out, and hit him hard outside the ring.
Berson passed out there, motionless, and was disqualified from the competition.
The whole place fell silent. Berson's fans were stunned, the audience in front of the TV was stunned, and the bank boss was also stunned.
Boxing champion Person actually lost
"Oh yeah!"
Teresa waved her little fists excitedly in the stands, while Liu Bufan sat not far away, completely stunned. Oh my God, what's going on? Is Junior Brother so strong? I was still giving guidance to others, but it turned out that they were the real masters... I have been practicing Arhat Quan for half my life, but I still don't have the same effect as my junior brother...
It's so embarrassing! It's so embarrassing!
Fortunately, my junior brother has a pretty good personality and probably won't laugh at me. But seeing Teresa's half-smiling expression beside him, he wanted to die. But he didn't know that the person who wanted to die the most at this time was the bank owner.
"Damn it! What kind of magic did this Chinese use to defeat Berson? Damn it, I'm going to lose this battle!"
Although it didn't hurt his muscles and bones, it still caused him great pain!
"That's fine. If you win or lose, I'll let you all come back to me if you lose in the next game!"
The bank owner's eyes showed a sinister light of revenge.
"It's really unexpected..."
Li Fan could hear the host swallowing his saliva, "Our young player from the Chinese Yingwu Sect, Li Yun, defeated the boxing champion Berson and won the top sixteen! No matter what, this is a miracle, let us be happy for him !”
There was finally a round of applause in the stands, and many Chinese spectators also shouted the name Li Yun.
Li Fan actually doesn't care whether they support him or not. But Li Fan still felt a little happy when he heard that everyone was cheering for him.
No matter what happens, it's always good to know that you have someone's support.
"My dear, do you want to go back to celebrate? I'll accompany you!"
Li Fan received a WeChat message from Theresa. This girl, who did as the Romans did in her native country, actually registered a WeChat ID when she came to China.
"No, I want to see my next opponent... You'd better see it too. You will have a new understanding of Kung Fu."
"Okay, a man without interest."
Teresa could only send a crying emoticon.
"The list of players for the next game is also out, let's see who they are."
p.s. The editor took the final exam in the afternoon and missed the time to submit the manuscript. Then,,, I was so stupid that I forgot about it. I’m sorry.