Picked up a dark secret martial world

Chapter 70 The King of Fighting!

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After hearing Han Ze's words, the audience in the hall was stunned for a moment, and then instantly burst into loud discussions.

Everyone at the scene couldn't believe their ears and thought they heard wrongly.

They admitted that Han Ze's ability to defeat Zhang Shaojie should not be underestimated, but the problem was that with one person, two, three, or seven or eight people, this braggadocio was a bit exaggerated.

Although most of the attendees were amateur fighters, there were also many retired professional fighters.

They all came for Zhang Shaojie, Zuo Xin, and Zhang Yanan.

Even if "Prairie Wolf" Battle, "Dragon-Subduing Arhat" Bai Jinbin, and "Mighty Young Hero" opened their seals and were possessed by three top domestic fighters, they still didn't believe that Han Ze could fight eight by himself.

"I don't believe he can hit eight."

"If you don't believe me, just go ahead."

"I'm just questioning it. Isn't this okay?"

"Hey, Yang Zhilin, let's go up together?"

"Forget it, I haven't practiced for a long time. It would be embarrassing to go up there."

"There are seven or eight people here. What are you afraid of? Just harass him from the side and make a sneak attack when you get the chance..."

There were many people at the scene who did not believe in evil, and soon a strong man who was a few meters tall and weighed 1.8 walked onto the ring.

"I'll do it! Who else wants to come with you?"

"Hey, Boss Wan Yang Wan is coming up? Then take me with you."

"Wei Bin, wait for me, I'll come too..."

Someone set an example, and soon eight people came up to the ring.

Including Wei Bin, who had always wanted to fight Han Ze but had never had the chance, also came to the ring at this time.

Everyone in the audience was very excited. Basically everyone was holding up their mobile phones to take pictures, including Tao Dawei, Su Yun, Chen Yanan, Lu Feiyang and so on.

Free fighting, 1VS8, and those 8 are either professional players or amateur fighting masters. Even if you look at the global fighting world, it is something that is eye-catching.

Many people were so excited that they couldn't help but tremble.

Today, they will either watch a joke or witness a miracle in the fighting world!

Zuo Xin was also very excited at this time. She walked to Han Ze and whispered: "Be careful!"

Han Ze nodded and looked at the countless cameras and flashlights at the scene, feeling very excited.

Zuo Xin had people bring boxing gloves, braces and headgear for everyone to choose from.

Most people chose boxing gloves and dental braces, but Wei Bin was the only one who chose to wear a headgear.

He had already seen it when he was in the audience. Han Ze's fists were very heavy and he was afraid that he would be concussed.

Eight fighting masters formed a circle around Han Ze.

When Zuo Xin announced the start, eight people rushed towards Han Ze in the circle.

Han Ze took a leap and came to the side of Wan Yang, who was the first to jump onto the ring. He swung his fist and struck out like lightning with the energy in his orifice.

Wan Yang was a heavyweight boxer before retiring, and his reflexes and ability to fight were both top-notch.

As he stepped back, he subconsciously turned his head to block.

But what he never expected was that when Han Ze was halfway through his fist, he raised his right foot and whipped his leg straight up without even accumulating momentum.

Although the 36-position Chai Feng Quan is mainly fist-based, it also includes eight-position leg skills.

With the blessing of energy, his right foot even made a whistling sound.

Wan Yang didn't even have time to block it before he was kicked on the shoulder.

Then he knew why Zhang Shaojie rolled out just now?

Wan Yang felt as if he had been hit by a truck from the side. His feet left the ground uncontrollably and he fell hard to the side.

"Fuck... trough~!"

Seeing Wan Yang being kicked out by Han Ze, all the people watching outside the octagonal cage all let out huge exclamations in unison.Wan Yang weighs 200 kilograms, and many people can't lift him up. A punch on him is almost like a tickle, and now Han Ze whips him out. How terrifying is this?

But the fight inside the Octagon is far from over.

After Han Ze kicked Wanyang away with one kick, his back also received several punches, kicks, and elbows.

It's just that these powerful and heavy attacks hit him, and apart from causing him a little pain, they had no actual effect.

During this period, with the help of the secret medicine, the hardness of his skin and flesh increased significantly.

He turned around and swung his leg, kicked another one away, followed with a short body, dodged a swinging punch, and then hit the opponent's chin with an uppercut.

While knocking down the two people, Han Ze also received continuous heavy blows.

"Boom bang bang!!!"

After Han Ze discovered that those heavy punches did not pose a fatal threat to him, he directly withstood the attacks from all directions and punched three times in a row. All the opponents who were hit were covered up without any accident. The parts are exhausted.

There were eight people, and in a blink of an eye, only two people were left.

Wei Bin, who was wearing a hood, was about to attack him from behind when Han Ze turned around and punched him on the head.

His braces were all blown off, and he fell straight to the ground, making a "bang" sound, and fainted without saying a word.

Medical staff quickly came to the stage and lifted Wei Bin off.

"Fuck... trough~!"

Seeing such a brutal scene, everyone at the scene exclaimed in exclamation.

Tao Dawei, Lu Feiyang, Su Yun, and Chen Zhan all had goosebumps on their bodies.

"Fortunately, Wei Bin was wearing a hood. If he hadn't been wearing a hood, he would have been concussed and wouldn't have been able to escape."

"Fortunately, he was wearing boxing gloves. If he hadn't been wearing boxing gloves, Dabin would have been really in trouble."

"I said before that Han Ze can kill him with one punch. How about that? I'm right..."

The last opponent, even though he knew he was not Han Ze's opponent, still rushed towards Han Ze. He continued to attack with both fists. Both attack and defense were very standard. You could tell at a glance that he was a professional boxer.

However, his movements seemed very slow to Han Ze.

Han Ze dodged easily, then saw the opportunity and punched the opponent in the ribs.

"Uh..." This [-]-year-old, muscular boxing man let out a cry of pain and then collapsed. He lay on the ring and rolled back and forth, holding his ribs. "Hiss... it hurts so much." …”

Eight opponents, the battle ended in less than 3 minutes.

Their fists and kicks couldn't break Han Ze's defense, but Han Ze's energetic fists could knock them out of combat with almost one punch, so there was no suspense about the outcome.

but.

Han Ze knew his trump card, and Zuo Xin and Chen Yanan also knew a little bit about it.

However, the other fighting enthusiasts close to No. 300 at the scene had no idea. Seeing such a result, it was as if they were dreaming.

"Fuck~! Isn't this too fierce?"

"Yes, this level of fighting is the best in the world."

"I thought he was telling a joke, but it turns out the clown is me!"

"One against eight, and he can win so easily. I'm afraid this man is really as good at boxing as he said!"

"It's so damn awesome! If I hadn't known Zhang Shaojie, Wan Yang, Guan Wenbo and the others, I would have definitely thought it was a script."

The onlookers at the scene were all extremely excited and excited.

1VS8, instant kill, and those 8 people are not just ordinary people. What is this concept?
To say "King of Fighting" is no exaggeration!
As everyone marveled and sighed, Han Ze on the stage felt the endless energy of will, gathering towards him.

This time, the energy of his wish was obviously much more pure than when he defeated Zhang Shaojie.

There was even a person whose aspirational energy was almost approaching the level of a fanatical believer.

He looked around and finally saw it.

It turned out to be that manly woman who could run horses on her arm—Chen Yanan.

(End of this chapter)