I am Han Sanqian

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The furious Yan Bingfeng yelled at Han Sanqian, because he knew that if his strength went on like this, he could only let Han Sanqian fish meat, so he had to stimulate Han Sanqian to fight back. Only in this way could he find Opportunity to win.

And Yan Bingfeng's dissatisfied voice was immediately recognized by the fans in the audience.

After all, many people in the stands were fans of Yan Bingfeng. They couldn't see that Yan Bingfeng was aggrieved by this kind of grievance, and immediately yelled at Han Sanqian.

"Worthy, you are fighting back."

"Hiding around, it's better to go home to find your mother and waste our time."

"This is a game, not peekaboo, little things, do you have any real skills."

Countless people in the stands began to mock Han Sanqian.

Yang Wanlin was very puzzled at this time. Han Sanqian could clearly end the game in a short period of time. Why did he waste time, and also caused so many verbal abuses. Could he really beat Yan Bingfeng?

This is also unlikely. Even though Yan Bingfeng is great, in Yang Wanlin's view, there is still a big gap with Han Sanqian.

"Don't worry, Han Sanqian is just destroying Yan Bingfeng's self-confidence. He not only wants Yan Bingfeng to lose the game, but he also wants to make Yan Bingfeng restless." At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly came from his ear. .

When Yang Wanlin turned his head, he was surprised to find that it was Song Yun!

As Yang Bin's bodyguard, Song Yun followed Yang Bin almost every step of the way.

Now that he is here, is the ancestor also here?

Seeing Yang Wanlin looking around, Song Yun knew what he was looking at and said, "Your ancestor didn't come. I was just curious, so let's take a look at Han Sanqian's performance."

"Grandpa Song, do you think Han Sanqian can win?" Yang Wanlin asked.

"Hehe, it's just a game of cat and mouse. The cat is just playing with the mouse." Song Yun said with a smile. From the beginning, he could see the difference between Yan Bingfeng and Han Sanqian. Grade, and who is Han Sanqian? He is a powerhouse at the Tianqi Tianzi level, how could he not even win Yan Bingfeng?

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

"Not bad."

With such an answer, Yang Wanlin no longer felt so nervous.

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

"I don't fight back, I just want to give you more opportunities. Since you don't want to waste time, I will make you perfect." Han Sanqian stood there and said lightly.

"Trash, do you dare to hide?" Yan Bingfeng said gritted his teeth.

"Of course." Han Sanqian said.

Yan Bingfeng's expression became hideous. As long as Han Sanqian did not hide, he was confident that a punch would make Han Sanqian fall to the ground.

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

Han Sanqian still stood in place, with no sign of avoiding it.

Yan Bingfeng grinned, as long as he hits this punch, it means he will win the game.

boom!

The collision of the fist and the flesh made a muffled noise.

When everyone in the audience finally ushered in Yan Bingfeng’s fatal blow, they all erupted with enthusiastic voices. In their opinion, this punch would definitely cause Han Sanqian to fall, and in their hearts The idol will once again show the power of the strong.

but……

Soon they found a little weird.

Han Sanqian did not fall down!

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

Even Han Sanqian didn't even change his face a little bit!

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

"No, no, it's impossible, how could it be!" Yan Bingfeng said in disbelief. His strongest attack did not cause Han Sanqian to fall. Such a fact was unacceptable to Yan Bingfeng.

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

suddenly!

Yan Bingfeng's body was like a broken kite, flying backwards.

No one saw what was going on.

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

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

The audience was also silent.

The reversal of things happened so quickly that those people couldn't react at all.

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

But now...Han Sanqian didn't fall, but Yan Bingfeng was unconscious under the ring.

"This... did he punch just now?"

"No, no, it's out of legs."

"How could it be a leg? I clearly saw that it was a punch. He punched Yan Bingfeng off the ring."

"It was obviously kicked out, I saw it with my own eyes."

Regarding how Han Sanqian shot, no one in the room really saw clearly, so as to whether Han Sanqian shot or kicked, everyone had his or her own opinion, and no one was convinced, and quickly argued. stand up.

Everyone at the Tiandi Budokan had expressions of astonishment, because this kind of ending was unimaginable except for the owner of the museum. After all, their master brothers were the favorites to win the championship. How could they be in the second round of the preliminary round? What about losing to a kid?

Although he didn't want to admit it, the facts were already in front of him, and Yan Bingfeng was indeed unconscious outside the ring.

"Big brother... lose, did you lose!"

"Master, big brother actually lost."

The disciples showed pain on their faces and were unwilling to accept this ending.

But the expression of the museum owner was very calm, because this ending was in his expectation, and he also knew that even if Yan Bingfeng did not underestimate Han Sanqian, I am afraid he would not be Han Sanqian’s opponent. This is strength. The absolute gap between Yan Bingfeng and Yan Bingfeng was doomed to his end from the moment he stepped onto the ring.

"What are you doing in a daze? Don't go and take the big brother away." The master of the museum told the disciples.

The crowd in the auditorium still had awkward expressions. They didn't come back to their senses until the unconscious Yan Bingfeng was carried away by the people of the Tiandi Budokan, and then they understood what had happened.

"How could this happen, Yan Bingfeng lost!"

"My idol, how could lose the game."

"No, it's impossible. I don't accept such a result. This guy must have made a trick. I want the Wuji Summit management to thoroughly investigate this matter!"