Among them, the fifth-rate boxer is the weakest, and the first-rate boxer is the strongest.

Fang Tianlai's bodyguard, Chachai, is a second-rate boxer.

Hou Xiaoquan is a first-class boxer.

The opponent of the fifth-rate boxer glanced at Ye Wudao with a look of disdain: "Hoho, with your small body, you are not as good as me, and you want to provoke the boxing champion?"

Your move is the biggest humiliation to the boxing champion!

The boxing champion is my belief, how can I allow you to sully it. Today, I will kill you to wash away the shame for the boxing champion.

Why!

Ye Wudao sighed deeply, disappointed.

The boxing ring actually arranged for a fifth-rate boxer for itself first, is this looking down on me?

However, he quickly understood the intention of the other party's move.

If they guessed correctly, they want to use these low-level boxers to test their true strength.

Hoho, trying to test my strength is a dream! Ye Wudao sneered in his heart.

The fifth-rate boxer shouted angrily, "Boy, accept your life!"

After he finished speaking, his feet stomped on the ground, his body bowed in front, like a crazy yak, rushing towards Ye Wudao.

This momentum is no less than that of a small car galloping at a high speed.

The audience stared at the boxing ring with wide eyes.

They have witnessed this fifth-rate boxer knocking down an enemy with this move. If he hits Ye Wudao, let alone knocking Ye Wudao out, he can at least break a few bones.

Facing the attack of the fifth-rate boxer, Ye Wudao remained calm as usual, without any intention of resisting.

When the other party rushed to the front and his head was about to hit Ye Wudao, he raised his hand at will and accurately patted the other party's head.

boom!

After a dull sound, the fifth-rate boxer was "fanned" by Ye Wudao and fell into the auditorium. After a scream, he fainted.

What the hell!

What the hell!

The exclamations came one after another, and everyone looked like they had seen a ghost.

The fifth-rate boxer just now had such a strong impulse and was full of murderous intent, but in the end he was slapped by Ye Wudao and flew away...

Too fucking embarrassing.

The fifth-rate boxer was quickly carried down.

In fact, this fifth-rate boxer did not faint, but he really had no face to face the audience, and could only pretend to faint to escape the world.

In the shadows of the boxing gym, the boxing champion and the boxing tyrant Hou Xiaoquan had a panoramic view of this scene.

The boxing champion said indifferently: "The strength that this guy shows is only a little bit stronger than a fifth-rate boxer, not as good as a fourth-rate boxer."

If this is his true strength, then he will fall under the fist of a fourth-rate boxer.

Hou Xiaoquan heaved a sigh of relief: "I knew that this kid has absolutely no great ability. Now it seems that he is just a fifth-rate boxer who is not in the mainstream."

The boxing champion sighed: "Hey, I'm afraid he deliberately hides his strength."

The eyes of the two fell into the boxing ring again.

Ye Wudao's new opponent soon appeared in the boxing ring.

This time, his opponent was a fourth-rate boxer.

The four-flow boxer was full of confidence, and his tone was full of disdain and contempt for Ye Wudao.

Hoho, I have to admit that you have two brushes, and your strength is above that of fifth-rate boxers.

However, that's only a little stronger than a fifth-rate boxer, far less than my fourth-rate boxer.

Now take the initiative to admit defeat and apologize to the boxing king, maybe you can save your life.

Why!

Looking at this fourth-rate boxer, Ye Wudao shook his head and sighed.

Bawang Boxing Stadium is all the little fish and shrimp like you? It's ridiculous and naive to dare to call yourself a tyrant!

Second Olympic!

The fourth-rate boxer was instantly furious: "What the fuck did you say? Are you looking down on Lao Tzu?"

Ye Wudao nodded: "That's right, I just look down on you!"

Fuck you!

The fourth-rate boxer was furious: "You will pay the price for your arrogance, I will kill you today!"

With a flick of the four-flow boxer's body, it flew to a height of three meters. JrNovels.com