Wen has no first, Wu has no second.

In sports events, those who say competition comes second and friendship comes first are all fools!

In sports competitions, there is always only the first!

"Mr. Guo, don't try to persuade me. Since he is so confident and says he wants to challenge all our coaches, as the head coach of Boxing Universe, I have to stand up and not embarrass our company's coaching staff!"

"Ye Qingyang, do you dare to issue a military order, if you lose, get out immediately, no matter what method you use, cancel the match with Li Blood Demon by yourself, we in the whole universe can't afford to lose this man!"

Ye Qingyang said calmly, "Okay, no problem."

"Clear!"

Liu Shuyun broke out in a cold sweat, she finally got a job, she didn't want to lose it.

Ye Qingyang was unmoved.

Yang Jianping nodded and shouted loudly: "Let the referee come over and clear the field!"

Everything is in accordance with the regular game process.

Weighing, Ye Qingyang's weight is 75KG, Yang Jianping's is 80KG.

The difference is 5kg, which is not a small difference in the magnitude of mixed martial arts.

Yang Jianping belongs to middleweight and Ye Qingyang belongs to welterweight.

For Ye Qingyang, this was a big disadvantage.

According to the regulations, if you play a low-level heavyweight, you need to wear thickened gloves.

Ye Qingyang waved his hand and said, "No need, lest I lose later and have to find an excuse."

Yang Jianping was furious!
This TM is looking down on yourself!
"Okay, you wait for me."

Yang Jianping made up her mind that when she was in the ring later, she must make Ye Qingyang look good, not to mention killing him, at least let him keep something.

In the arena, anything can happen.

Even in a normal group arena, it is possible to kill someone.

Guo Tan's little secretary brought a certificate of life and death.

"Brother Ye, Jianping, I advise you to think carefully. Once you sign the life and death certificate, life and death will be irrelevant!"

It was originally a warm-up exercise, but I didn't expect it to go to this point.

Guo Tan was completely unexpected.

Yang Jianping signed his name directly, and he gave Ye Qingyang a provocative look

"it's your turn!"

Ye Qingyang took the pen, brushed it twice, and signed his name.

Both had changed into gym shorts and were shirtless.

Yang Jianping has explosive muscles, and she looks stronger than when she was at her peak.

On the other hand, Ye Qingyang has no edges and corners on his body, so his appearance is not so good-looking.

MMA mixed martial arts is a competitive combat sport with extremely open rules.

Split-finger gloves are used in the competition, and players can use both standing techniques and ground fighting.

Boxing, jujitsu, wrestling, taekwondo, karate, judo, as long as there are fighting techniques on the market, they can all be used here.

MMA includes UFC, which is a type of MMA event.

MMA competitions use everything to the extreme. In addition to inserting eyes, pulling gears, and small joint skills (breaking fingers, etc.), players can use fighting skills to win by knocking down the opponent or making the opponent surrender.

As the largest fighting company in Yanjing, there are also octagonal cages in the training ground of Boxing Universe.

At this moment, Ye Qingyang and Yang Jianping stood face to face.

The war is about to start!
Yang Jianping is 33 years old this year, which is the golden age of a man.

Years of training, strong physical fitness, and rich experience in competitions.

A handsome face, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, from the neck down, is the best match, combined together, it is simply pleasing to the eye.

The upper body was exposed in the air, and the bulging muscles created a strong sense of oppression.

Liu Shuyun in the audience was secretly anxious.

She also scores occasions though she likes to look at handsome guys.

Standing on it is her man and boss. If Ye Qingyang fails, it means she will lose her job.

Right now, she has no choice but to beg Ye Qingyang to really defeat Yang Jianping.

Compared to Ye Qingyang's deserted side, Yang Jianping's fans were very excited.

"Coach, KO him in ten seconds!"

"Ten seconds? You underestimate the coach too much, our coach is very fast! To deal with this kind of stuff, five seconds at most!"

"Five seconds is a real man!"

Yang Jianping's face was full of black lines. The people in the audience usually have a good relationship with her, and they haven't been doing a good job until now.

"start--"

The referee sounded the battle horn.

All the cameras and eyes immediately focused on the octagonal cage.

Offstage, Ye Qingyang's live broadcast room has already started to flood into the audience.

It was only 10 am at this time, and many people were still working.

But in today's society, who else doesn't use their mobile phones at work?

Especially fans who like violence and fighting are more fond of Ye Qingyang, a guy who claims to practice traditional martial arts.

After Ye Qingyang kicked two boxing gyms one after another, his number of fans directly exceeded 250 million!
Seeing the news that Ye Qingyang's live broadcast started, many fans immediately clicked to enter.

"Brother Ye started the live broadcast again?"

In Shanghai, the sleepy Lin Di picked up his phone habitually and found a notification message.

"Wow! Octagonal cage? Brother Ye is so handsome, but the little fresh meat on the opposite side is even more handsome!"

"What should I do? I want Brother Ye, and so does Little Fresh Meat on the opposite side. It's so hard to choose!"

"Are they going to play a game?"

"But I read in the news that two days later, Li Xuemo will fight Ye Qingyang in an unrestricted MMA fight in Yanjing. What's going on?"

"Could it be that the game started earlier, but the person on the other side is not Li Bloodfiend!"

Lin Di saw that the number of people in the live broadcast room exceeded the [-] mark, and when he rolled his eyes, a big rocket shot into the sky.

Liu Shuyun, who was holding the live broadcast on her mobile phone, saw that the screen in the live broadcast room changed. She often watched the live broadcast, but she didn't know that someone was swiping gifts.

Can't help sighing: "I didn't expect Qingyang's live broadcast room to be so popular. If you can't play games, you can make a lot of money by doing live broadcasts and bringing goods."

There was a hidden dragon and crouching tiger in the live broadcast room, and soon someone recognized Yang Jianping.

"To popularize science for everyone, the one who is fighting Ye Qingyang is the head of China's top ten boxing champions——Yang Jianping!"

"He has killed boxing champions who lived a good life many times, and he has also won many domestic MMA championships!"

"In a word, he is Feike in the Chinese fighting world!"

The live broadcast room suddenly boiled

"Brilliant!"

"Ye Qingyang has a real face! He actually gave us this benefit!"

"That's right, I suspected that the coaches who fought a few times before were actors, and now there is finally someone who can fight!"

Many netizens didn't believe it at first, so they went to the Internet to search and found that it was really Yang Jianping.

"Is it so exciting? Before fighting Li Gorefiend, give us an appetizer?"

At this time, Huangfu Feixiang, who was lying in a certain basement in Yanjing, struggled to open his gum-filled eyes.

He specially set up a reminder to attack Ye Qingyang.

"Come to live!"

Huangfu Feixiang stretched out his chubby finger, and quickly edited and sent comments

"If Ye Qingyang can defeat Yang Jianping, I'll live broadcast the handstand Thomas Chixiang!"

"Upstairs is cheating on food and drinking again!"

"Could it be that the upstairs is a prehistoric starvation?"

"Upstairs, first make up the debt from last time. You are almost owed to a development bank."

Huangfu Feixiang's eyes were shining brightly. As an internet troll, the last thing he fears is confrontation with others. If no one pays attention to him, the most uncomfortable thing will be.

"Yang Jianping is the champion of boxing, Ye Qingyang fights with the head? Can't he be beaten out?"

Lin Di also saw this comment, and immediately felt like eating an earthworm, unspeakably disgusting
"Admin please kick this person out!"

It's a pity that there are too many people speaking in the live broadcast room, and a comment can't be paused for a second, and it will be drowned out immediately.

On the stage, Ye Qingyang shook his finger gloves and bumped his hands.

At his current level, he can already control his strength very well. If it is not necessary, he does not want to cripple the Yang Jianping in front of him.

After all, Yang Jianping has won glory for the country many times. In several fighting matches, he KO'd the boxers of Sakura Country.

Compared to personal hatred, Ye Qingyang didn't care.

People don't get angry because a little ant is waving the flag and shouting.

"You are not allowed to hit the back of the head, you are not allowed to use your feet after you fall to the ground, and you are not allowed to insert eyes—"

The referee began to explain the rules, mainly to Ye Qingyang.

Ye Qingyang nodded, the referee gave him a sympathetic look, Ye Qingyang felt a little puzzled.

"Young man, if you really can't do it, just admit defeat, don't be ashamed."

Ye Qingyang grinned

"Thank you, but I won't lose."

The referee shook his head and sounded the battle horn.

Game start!
Yang Jianping took the initiative to attack, and he punched Ye Qingyang on the head.

As a senior MMA player, he knows that the difference between an untrained fighter and a trained fighter is a world of difference.

It feels normal to see fighters being punched and kicked in front of the screen, but nothing happens.

But when an ordinary person received such a punch, he would definitely be dumbfounded!
Yang Jianping took the lead to deal with Ye Qingyang, and he didn't intend to procrastinate.

A one-hit kill is in line with his identity!
Ye Qingyang took a step back, dodging the opponent's punch.

Yang Jianping was taken aback for a moment, this kid reacted so quickly, it seemed that he had two skills.

Yang Jianping punched again, hitting the opponent's door directly.

Ye Qingyang didn't retreat this time, he raised his leg suddenly, and swept out with a kick, Yang Jianping was startled, his right fist had already been thrown, and it was too late to block it, so he could only resist with his left arm.

"Bang——" With a crisp sound, Ye Qingyang slapped Yang Jianping's left arm hard like a steel whip.

Yang Jianping only felt a strong force coming, and her whole body slammed into the octagonal cage.

Make a bang.

With one kick, there was no sound from the audience.

The voices that were still cheering Yang Jianping just now disappeared.

"Qing Yang, great! Come on, come on, come on!"

The sudden voice came, it was Liu Shuyun.

Unlike the others who were full of disbelief, Liu Shuyun was extremely excited at this time.

"Tch, what's there to be proud of, it's just the beginning, and it's not certain who will win!"

It was the muscular man who spoke.

"It's just a tentative attack. The mouse drags the shovel behind. Sometimes you cry."

Liu Shuyun ignored him, her eyes were full of Ye Qingyang, she couldn't tolerate others.

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