Hou Xiaoquan's frightened face turned into a pig's liver, and he slapped himself wildly.

Master, I know I was wrong, please forgive me.

After this battle, the disciples will leave here, wander around, and make a name for themselves...

Boxing champion: "Go away, you are not qualified to be my apprentice."

Since then, the relationship between you and me has been exhausted, and you are no longer my apprentice.

Hou Xiaoquan kowtowed again and again until he broke his head.

Master, please, please give me another chance.

The disciple will definitely carry forward the fame of the boxing champion in the future...

Boxing champion: "Opportunities are earned by oneself, not given by others."

Seeing a glimmer of hope, Hou Xiaoquan hurriedly asked, "Master, you said that the disciple must do as you said."

Boxing champion: "Presumably you should know the purpose of my trip."

A word woke the dreamer.

Hou Xiaoquan said quickly: "Master, I know you are here for Ye Wudao."

Don't worry, leave that kid to me, you don't need to take action.

The boxing champion's tone softened a lot: "Let me ask you, do you know how strong that surname Ye is?"

Hou Xiaoquan said, "I've only seen him once, but I don't know his specific strength."

However, looking at his aura, looking at his posture, he shouldn't be a strong man.

The boxing champion nodded thoughtfully: "Well, I think he is also like an ordinary three-religion and nine-class generation, who can't get a seat."

However, now I'm afraid of an accident.

Hou Xiaoquan said, "Accidental? Master, can you still be wrong?"

As far as I know, your ability to see people is very good, you can judge the strength of the enemy at a glance, and you have never made a mistake.

The boxer said: "The boy surnamed Ye is very arrogant and fearless. I'm worried that he has been covering his aura and won't be noticed by me."

If that's the case, then his strength is far above mine.

Because even I can't cover my aura, I can only live in a temple and use Buddha nature to suppress my aura.

hiss!

Hou Xiaoquan took a deep breath: "The strength of that surname Ye is actually higher than that of your master? It's unlikely."

Under the whole world, there are less than five people who are stronger than you. The one surnamed Ye doesn't look like the top five powerhouses in the world.

Boxing champion: "Be careful sailing the thousand-year-old ship."

Before I shoot, I will send a few boxers, including you to explore Ye Wudao's bottom.

If Ye Wudao is too strong, you will try your best to deal with him and test his strength. If he is too weak, you will kill him directly, then I will be too lazy to do it.

Hou Xiaoquan nodded hurriedly: "I understand, I will arrange it now."

With much anticipation, the boxing match finally kicked off.

Ye Wudao arranged Xiao Shanshan in a VIP viewing room and said to her: "Xiao Shanshan, you are waiting for uncle here."

Uncle Ye shows you what a real strong man is.

Come on, uncle. Xiao Shanshan clenched her fists and cheered Ye Wudao: "Uncle will definitely be able to defeat the opponent."

Of course!

Ye Wudao left with a smile and walked to the boxing ring.

The audience looked at Ye Wudao with dead eyes and talked a lot.

This small body is not even as good as a fifth-rate boxer in the boxing field. It's ridiculous to want to challenge the boxing champion.

If he died in the hands of a fifth-rate boxer, it would be ridiculous and generous, haha.

Why do you choose to die in the boxing ring if you want to die? How miserable. I seriously doubt that he did this to touch the porcelain boxing ring.

Ye Wudao ignored everyone's mocking comments and just closed his eyes and rested.

Soon, his opponent also came to power.

The opponent is a fifth-rate boxer in the boxing ring.

According to the strength of Bawang Boxing, boxers are divided into five grades, namely first-rate boxers, second-rate boxers, third-rate boxers, fourth-rate boxers and fifth-rate boxers. JrNovels.com