But Zhou Bo was faintly startled. He was born in a special family, and the training he had received was extremely cruel and difficult. A person who could take a punch from him was absolutely extraordinary in physical fitness, but Han Sanqian did not change his face. Three thousand for any damage.

"Come again." Zhou Bo shouted sharply.

The arena was full of fights. On the surface, there was no winner or loser for the time being, especially for laymen like Mo Yang and Lin Yong, they couldn't feel anything except the excitement.

But Dao Twelve's expression gradually showed a smile.

"What are you laughing at, share it with us too." Mo Yang couldn't help asking Knife Twelve.

"The speed and strength of Zhou Bo's punches are weakening, but Brother Sanqian is getting stronger and stronger. He must be very shocked now." Dao Twelve said with a smile.

What Zhou Bo was thinking in the arena. It is indeed exactly the same as Dao Twelve's speculation.

Before, he thought that Han Sanqian bought Dao Twelve with money, but after a short fight, he realized that he had foolishly underestimated Han Sanqian.

At his age, with such a powerful skill, it is only a matter of time before he surpasses Dao Twelve.

Zhou Bo couldn't figure out why Han Sanqian was so powerful. A dude from a rich family, isn't he a libertine who is addicted to wine and sex, and has no strength to restrain a chicken? Why can it be so strong!

And... moreover, he didn't show signs of decline, but was getting stronger and stronger, which made Zhou Bo even more frightened.

Such a person, even if he enters the special category, is probably the best!

The reason why Han Sanqian became more courageous as he fought more and more was because the anger in his heart found an outlet, and he wished to vent everything out.

When Han Sanqian leaped high, the ring trembled suddenly, Zhou Bo looked at the flickering fist in horror, he couldn't avoid it, and was punched in the chest.

After taking a few steps back, Zhou Bo relied on the resistance of the side rope to stabilize his figure. The severe pain in his chest, if not for the side rope, he would have fallen down long ago.

"Brother Sanqian, I underestimated you." Zhou Bo lowered his head. At this moment, completely surrender.

He still had the strength to fight again, but Zhou Bo knew that even if he continued to fight, he would not have the slightest chance of winning.

It turned out that he could really draw with Dao Twelve!

Han Sanqian took a deep breath, stood with his hands behind his back, and said lightly, "Twelve, please stay with me."

The voice was full of desolation, Mo Yang's heart shook, and he said quickly: "Sanqian, don't fight, what's the matter, let's find a solution together."

At this time, only Zhou Bo could see Han Sanqian's face. He was shocked to find that Han Sanqian, who was as strong as a tiger, raised his head at this moment, and there were tears on his cheeks!

What is it that can make a strong man like him cry!

Mo Yang stepped onto the ring. When he saw the tears on Han Sanqian's face, his mood was more complicated.

Mo Yang knew very well how tough Han Sanqian was, but at this moment, he revealed the most vulnerable side of his life.

"Is it because of younger siblings?" Mo Yang asked in a deep voice.

Han Sanqian didn't wipe away his tears. Instead, she let it drip from her cheeks to the ground, and said, "If only divorce can guarantee Yingxia's safety, what would you do if it were you?"

divorce!

Hearing these two words, Mo Yang finally understood why Han Sanqian was so angry.

"The Han Group is here for me. If she divorces me, the Han Group will not trouble her. This is indeed a perfect solution, so perfect that even I can't think of a reason to refuse." Han Sanqian continued.

"Who came up with this bad idea?" Mo Yang gritted his teeth, he knew that Su Yingxia couldn't have proposed such a thing. Having contacted Su Yingxia several times, Mo Yang could feel her sincerity towards Han Sanqian. JrNovels.com