"What's going on? Why didn't Chongyang fight back."

"This is a great opportunity for him to fight back. Han Sanqian didn't defend at all."

"Why are you stunned, what's the situation!"

Everyone in the stands all had puzzled expressions, and they couldn't understand what was going on in front of them at all.

This is the arena, this is where the battle takes place, why both of them seem to have their acupuncture points tapped.

Outsiders can't understand what's going on in this situation.

But Chongyang knew very well that Han Sanqian's punch just now almost shattered his heart, and there was a bloody smell coming from his throat. If he hadn't forcibly held back, blood would have been spattered three feet long ago.

"This is just a fraction of my strength, Chongyang, I know you are very strong, but in front of me, you are not even an ant." Han Sanqian said lightly.

These words made Chongyang pale even more. He always regarded Han Sanqian as someone who was deliberately promoted by Wuji Summit, and believed that the games Han Sanqian won before were all Wuji Summit's secret operations.

But at this moment, Chongyang understood how stupid he was. He used his own narrowness to limit Han Sanqian's strength, thinking that even if Han Sanqian was talented, it was impossible for him to acquire strong skills at this age.

He stubbornly believes that the journey of martial arts needs time to accumulate strength, but how can ordinary people's thinking be used on people with extraordinary talents?

Han Sanqian is obviously a special case. His genius is a category that ordinary people cannot understand, and his trajectory of becoming stronger cannot be understood by ordinary people.

"Master, what are you doing? Why don't you fight?" At this time, Qi Hu came to the edge of the ring and asked Chongyang with a puzzled expression.

At this time, Chongyang was careful even when breathing, because he had to forcibly suppress the blood that was about to spew out of his mouth. Once there was a little emotional fluctuation, he might not be able to hold it back.

The appearance of Qi Hu made his mood fluctuate.

'puff'

A mouthful of blood sprayed out.

Everyone in the stands was dumbfounded.

When the blood mist dissipated, Chongyang realized that at some point, Han Sanqian had already retreated to the edge of the side rope. Not only was his strength astonishing, but his speed was also astonishing!

I saw a faint wry smile on Chongyang's face, and then he fell backwards.

This is because he can no longer persist, not only physically, but also mentally. Han Sanqian's strength has far surpassed him. He knows that it is useless for him to persevere. The body doesn't listen anymore.

boom!

When Chongyang fell on the ring, those in the stands understood what happened.

It turned out that Chongyang didn't fight back.

It wasn't that he stood there unmoved in a daze.

But he, has already lost!

lost!

With one punch, he lost to Han Sanqian.

For those who know Chongyang's identity, the visual shock of this scene is almost unparalleled.

"I lost, I lost." It was someone's trembling voice. JrNovels.com