"Han Sanqian is a cat?" Yang Wanlin continued to ask.

"good."

After getting such an answer, Yang Wanlin was no longer so nervous.

On the ring, Yan Bingfeng's eyes were almost beating with anger. He was supposed to be in control of the battle, but now he was being led by the nose by Han Sanqian. This feeling made him very angry, and he lost his mind. Already lost, he couldn't even realize that he was not Han Sanqian's opponent.

"I don't fight back, I just want to give you more chances. Since you don't want to waste time, I will help you." Han Sanqian stood on the spot and said flatly.

"Trash, do you dare not hide?" Yan Bingfeng said through gritted teeth.

"Of course." Han Sanqian said.

Yan Bingfeng's expression became ferocious. As long as Han Sanqian didn't hide, he was confident that he could knock Han Sanqian down with one punch.

"Trash, that's what you said." Yan Bingfeng's body was in a bow state, and he charged his strength. This punch must be a blow with all his strength.

Han Sanqian was still standing there, showing no signs of avoiding.

Yan Bingfeng had a smirk on his face, as long as he hit this punch, it meant that he would win the match.

boom!

There was a muffled sound when the fist collided with the flesh.

When everyone in the auditorium finally ushered in Yan Bingfeng's deadly punch, they all erupted in enthusiastic voices. In their view, this punch would definitely make Han Sanqian fall, and in their hearts The idol will once again show the majesty of the strong.

But��

Soon they discovered a hint of weirdness.

Han Sanqian did not fall!

Yan Bingfeng's fist didn't seem to have caused any harm to Han Sanqian.

Even Han Sanqian didn't even change his face at all!

"That's it?" Han Sanqian raised his eyebrows and said to Yan Bingfeng.

"No, no, it's impossible, how is it possible!" Yan Bingfeng said in disbelief, his strongest punch didn't make Han Sanqian fall, this fact is unacceptable to Yan Bingfeng.

"This is the gap between you and me. I don't fight back because you are too weak." Han Sanqian said lightly.

suddenly!

Yan Bingfeng's body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.

No one saw what was going on.

Yan Bingfeng's body was blocked by the side ropes of the ring, stretched out in a very exaggerated arc, and finally fell outside the ring.

Yan Bingfeng, who was lying on the ground, did not move.

The auditorium was also completely silent.

The reversal of things came so fast that those people couldn't react for a while.

After all, in their eyes, Han Sanqian should have fallen under this punch. JrNovels.com