I am Han Sanqian

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"If he is not from the boxing field, my name is written backwards, it must be deliberately arranged by the boxing field."

"Ordinary audience, how could he be so powerful."

Insider voices erupted from the audience. Only Mo Yang and Lin Yong knew that Han Sanqian had nothing to do with the boxing arena, but they had no vocabulary in their minds about how to describe Han Sanqian.

"He is not planning to single-handedly fight the entire boxing field, right?" Mo Yang said with a wry smile.

Lin Yong wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and said, "It's not impossible, but Ye Fei's master Ruyun, can he really stop it?"

"Do you think he looks like he can't stop him? These two boxers have no chance to fight back. How could such a powerful person be willing to join Zuosu's house, and he was treated as waste by the entire Yuncheng. "Mo Yang said puzzledly. If he is so rich, if he is so skilled, he will never be willing to be ride on his head.

Is it really just for a woman?

The staff's face was extremely ugly, and it seemed that only the strongest boxer in the field could come forward. Today, we must not let the boxing field lose face.

"Do you want to continue?" the staff asked Han Sanqian.

"If it's all this rubbish, there is no need to waste time." Han Sanqian said.

"Don't worry, I will let the most powerful person come forward and never let you down." The staff gritted their teeth and returned to the Boxer Lounge.

When those fighters knew that they had lost again, they were also surprised. How could an ordinary audience be so powerful.

The staff member walked to a boxer full of scars, and said solemnly: "Sword Twelve, it's your turn to come forward."

"There is no game for me today." Dao Twelve raised his head, with a scar that runs through the entire face, which looked particularly hideous. His name is very famous in the boxing arena. He is one of the best masters and has many fans. The shot was tough, and almost every game will see blood, so few people are willing to become opponents with him.

His purpose is very simple. He fights for money. Every time he plays a game, he needs to pay a certain amount. Don't let him do things without money. He doesn't care whether the boxing field loses face because of this.

The staff said coldly: "You work for the boxing field, and now the boxing field is in trouble. If you don't show up, don't blame me for telling Fei Ge."

"Even if Ye Fei is in front of me, he still has to take money." Dao Twelve said.

The staff gritted their teeth. If such a small matter were reported to Ye Fei, he would definitely be treated as a waste of inefficient work by Ye Fei. Ye Fei blamed it, and the consequences were beyond his ability to bear.

"Okay, when you play one more game, the money will be given to you."

Dao Twelve stood up and walked out of the lounge.

When Dao Twelve appeared in the ring, the audience was shocked, and no one thought that Dao Twelve would appear in the boxing arena.

In the weekday competition, due to the fact that there are not many spectators, Dao Twelve will not participate in any competition, even on weekends and holidays, it is lucky to be able to see the Dao Twelve game.

"It turned out that the twelve swords came forward."

"This is not a big day, and there are not many audiences, how can the boxing ring make such an arrangement?"

"Could it be that this person was not arranged by the boxing ring?"

"If he is not from the boxing field and the Twelve Swordsman comes forward, he will be miserable. The opponent of Twelve Swords last time, but both hands were interrupted. I heard that he is still in the hospital."

"I didn't expect to be able to encounter such a wonderful show today, it was really not in vain."

The crowd in the audience was gearing up, looking excited and anticipating.

After Mo Yang and Lin Yong heard what those people said, their expressions became serious.

"Is this twelve swords strong?" Mo Yang asked.

Lin Yong said with horror: "He has very few matches in games, but he is currently the only one to maintain a complete victory, and he is merciless. His opponent, the luckiest one, has to lie down in the hospital for a week."

"Is there any way to stop it? I can't watch Han Sanqian get injured." Mo Yang said.

Lin Yong shook his head helplessly. With the shame of the boxing field, it is impossible to let Han Sanqian go. This matter is related to the face of the boxing field.

"Boss Mo, now we can only see the strength of Brother Sanqian, we intervene, if Ye Fei is disturbed, the matter will be more serious." Lin Yong said.

On the ring, Dao Twelve said to Han Sanqian, "Dude, I suggest you go to the Municipal Orthopedic Hospital. The doctors there are good."

When Han Sanqian faced Sword Twelve, he was not as easy as before. He could see that Sword Twelve was a ruthless person, and his skill should be very strong. Jun Yan said that he should not be taken lightly in the face of any enemy. Especially those that threaten their lives.

"Since you are so familiar, you can reserve a bed for yourself first." Han Sanqian said lightly.

The twelve swords were expressionless, and the scar on his face was even more hideous, like a devil's face, and said: "You can push me back a step, even if I lose."

Dao Twelve clenched fists with both hands, bursting with the sound of soybeans exploding.

Han Sanqian's body was slightly bent, showing a state of pulling a bow.

The bodies of the two exploded at the same time, and the entire ring seemed to be about to collapse, shaking.

All the spectators in the Quartet stand couldn't help holding their breath. This was an absolute strong match, and it might even be the most exciting match ever in the boxing field.

boom!

When the two fists collided, Han Sanqian's right hand trembled, and a severe pain struck from the knuckles, but he did not step back, and the face under the mask did not even change at all.

Sword Twelve’s expression was slightly surprised. There was no one who could fist against him in the entire boxing field. This was not only a collision of strength, but also the strength of the body. Just like this, the fingers of other fighters must Will be abolished!

Under the ring, other fighters also came out early to watch the excitement. This scene made everyone look astonished.

"He dared to fist twelve pairs of swords."

"Does this guy know that the twelve swords are copper-skinned and iron-boned?"

"But looking at him, I really don't want to be hurt too much."

On the ring, the two of them closed their fists at the same time, and the next attack of the Twelve Swords was like a violent storm.

Han Sanqian was in trouble, unable to fight back, and could only resist desperately.

With the loud sound of Twelve Swords, he threw a sharp punch and pointed it at Han Sanqian's chest.

Han Sanqian folded his hands into his palms, covering his chest, and the huge force struck him, causing Han Sanqian to retreat smoothly all the way to the edge of the ring.

In the stands, Mo Yang and Lin Yong stood up at the same time. Although they were not in it, they could feel the amazing power of the twelve sword punch.

"Fuck, the power of the twelve swords is too abnormal." Mo Yang said.

"It's Brother Sanqian who is abnormal, so he didn't take a step back. He couldn't let go of his strength at all, and he had eaten all the strength of a twelve punch." Lin Yong said.

"It's really impossible. Only we will come forward. Even if we tear our face with Ye Fei, we can't put Han Sanqian in a dangerous situation." Mo Yang couldn't help watching Han Sanqian get injured, and in his opinion, Han Sanqian could never be the opponent of Dao Twelve.

"Wait a little longer, Brother Sanqian should be measured."

"With my strength, I don't want to take a step back. That's good." Dao Twelve looked at Han Sanqian with admiration. As a normal person, he had already fallen into the ring, but Han Sanqian did not. Still as stable as Mount Tai.

Han Sanqian put down his hands and held his hands behind, no one could see his trembling hands.

"You are such a powerful person, you chose to come here to have a meal, but you are buried." Han Sanqian said lightly.

Dao Twelve looked indifferent, and said, "I have taken the money from the boxing field, and I have to do things for the boxing field. I admire you, but it doesn't mean I will let you go."

Knife Twelve kicked the ground with his right foot, and a thrilling footprint was sunken in the ring. The huge body was like a fierce tiger, and his right fist roared.

Han Sanqian leaped slightly and kicked out his right leg, as if he was going to take a punch with his foot.

"You are looking for death." Dao Twelve let out a cold voice.

Han Sanqian twisted his body in an extremely unergonomic posture in the air, avoiding Sword Twelve's fists, stomping on Sword Twelve's chest, and then stepped out his left foot like thunder.

Dao Twelve frowned slightly, and closed his fists to resist the strength of Han Sanqian's feet.