My Bingshanqiao President

Cross shook his head helplessly, stepped off the ring in embarrassment, and walked back listlessly.He was greeted by eight pairs of resentful eyes, only Zhang Xiaochuan was looking at him with a smile.

But the other clubs burst into loud cheers together with the audience. Yes, the people in the three clubs didn’t want to be bye. Fortunately, after a hard day’s work, they finally came to the boxing ring. They belong to the blood of boxers. It has already boiled over, and no one wants the boring guarantee No. 2. In their eyes, they can either fight or win the first place. Who cares about this guaranteed lottery!
Moreover, with such a warm atmosphere at the scene today, seeing everyone eager to try, which bloody man would not want to go up and fight fiercely!
Cross raised his eyebrows at Zhang Xiaochuan helplessly. Although he was very happy to get this guaranteed lottery, he knew what this group of people were thinking, but maybe this was destiny? "Hey..." Seeing that Zhang Xiaochuan didn't respond, Cross sighed and sat down.

Zhang Xiaochuan didn't care, he just wanted to meet the strongest man in the legendary Blood Shadow.

He turned his head and looked at Lin Qingya who was sitting on the side, as if he was with Lin Qingya, and also seemed to be talking to himself: "I don't know if the ability to remember the battle is still there..."

Lin Qingya seemed to have heard Zhang Xiaochuan talking to herself, and looked at him blankly, "Huh?"

Zhang Xiaochuan didn't care about her, and looked at the ring again, this match was still three players, but the blood shadow still didn't let Lei Batian play, Zhang Xiaochuan didn't even know if Lei Batian was in the arena today.

Amidst the shouts like a tsunami, the first battle between Yushou and Xueying finally began. The player sent by Yushou was named Duran. It sounded like a weak girl, but in fact she was a girl with explosive muscles all over her body. The hunk is 1.8 meters tall and has a longer arm than his opponent. His face is not handsome, but it is full of masculinity.

As soon as he appeared on the stage, the few women in the audience looked sideways, and the more open women jumped up and screamed for him.

Dulan quietly looked at the opponent who was half a head shorter than him in front of him, and said two words coldly: "Come on!"

Although the Blood Shadow player is not as burly as Lu Lan, but since he represented Blood Shadow in the battle, he naturally has some skills. He looked at Du Lan's pretentious appearance, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and rushed forward. He Yang Ze Let this guy know that size means nothing!
Dulan looked at the rushing figure, without any panic in his eyes, squatted his legs down halfway, and actually took a horse stance, bent his left hand, stepped aside, and firmly caught the opponent's throw. With an uppercut, the right hand is about to counterattack.

The corner of Yang Ze's mouth curled into a faint smile, and he withdrew his right hand suddenly, leaned back to avoid Duran's attack, then put his right hand on the ground, hung his body in the air, and kicked Duran's calf viciously with both feet.

Yang Ze was very confident in the strength of this kick. In his mind, the image of this guy being kicked to the ground by him, and then begging for mercy by his stinging fist had already appeared in his mind.

However, the facts are always unexpected. Dulan didn't dodge, and he didn't want to dodge either. After Yang Ze's blow to his calf, his body remained motionless, not even aroused by a slight sway.

Yang Ze was shocked, he kicked this guy with all his strength, and he was fine?Before Yang Ze could take back his surprise, Du Lan's counterattack came in front of him in the blink of an eye, and he saw a fist the size of a sandbag swinging towards his face with a violent punch.

Yang Ze subconsciously blocked it with his hand, but it didn't have any effect. The fist directly broke his arm, and finally, through an arm, the force was still transmitted heavily to his face.

Without even a scream, Yang Ze passed out directly. Du Lan looked at the opponent who had lost his combat strength, and did not continue to attack. Standing quietly aside, that means I can continue to fight, send the rest of you!
Seeing their teammate being injured, Blood Shadow's team members burst into anger in an instant. Everyone wanted to rush towards Duran. As the nominally strongest club in Jiangzhou, they rarely suffered such humiliation .

The boss of Blood Shadow frowned and looked at Duran in the ring. He interrupted the team members' request to volunteer and signaled the referee to wait.Gritting his teeth, he still dialed a mobile number.

Seeing Dulan's power, Zhang Xiaochuan nodded slowly. Although he has strength, his agility is too poor. If this kind of guy meets a strong man, he will be a living target.

While Zhang Xiaochuan was thinking, Wang Meng came to him at some point, and asked a little nervously, "Brother Chuan, who do you think will win, Xueying or Yushou?"

Zhang Xiaochuan noticed the strange look on Wang Meng's face, and asked indifferently: "What are you thinking about, kid? It's none of your business who wins."

Hearing Zhang Xiaochuan's question, Wang Meng scratched his head in embarrassment: "Isn't this a bet? I thought Blood Shadow was sure to win! I didn't expect to lose one of them! It's too weak..."

Zhang Xiaochuan glanced at him speechlessly, "I told you not to bet on punches, and I won't talk about you last time because you beat me to win, you are still addicted to playing!"

"Isn't this a little play... And I'm also surprised, Brother Chuan, why have you never gambled on boxing? You came to the boxing ring to play, but you didn't gamble. You are the first person I have seen so far. You are obviously super powerful. Qiang...Look at me, every time I go on stage, I have to make two bets on myself." Wang Meng shrugged helplessly and responded to Zhang Xiaochuan.

Looking at Wang Meng's appearance, Zhang Xiaochuan's eyes slowly deepened, showing a murderous look for a moment, and then he suddenly withdrew it, and said leisurely: "You don't understand, this kind of punch, even if it is a must win In the round, there is a possibility of losing, and the loser will end up miserable..."

Looking at Zhang Xiaochuan's appearance, Wang Meng couldn't help frowning, but what he cared about was whether Blood Shadow could win or not!
And Xueying has not sent a second player until now, so that the audience became impatient, and they booed at Xueying, "Xueying, what's going on, is this scary?"

"No way, I won't dare to fight like this. We didn't buy tickets to enter the arena to see you being a coward!"

"Good job on the royal hand, scare the bastards like Xueying into fools..."

Finally, the referee couldn't stand the pressure of the audience anymore. He walked up to the Blood Shadow Club and said in a deep voice, "If you don't have anyone to fight within 30 seconds, then it's considered that you forfeit the game!"