At the beginning, he crossed over to become the cannon fodder villain's father

However, this powerful force made Chen Lei retreat two meters before barely standing still.

"So strong!"

Shaking his numb hand, Chen Lei's face was serious.

But Yang Ziping didn't give him any chance to breathe.

Seeing him, his face was expressionless, and his body rushed over again.

This time, it was a straight punch.

The strong fist wind even made the surrounding air roar.

Chen Lei's complexion changed violently.

Of course you can't take this punch hard.

So, seeing the opportunity, the moment Yang Ziping came in front of him, he squatted down abruptly.

I thought I could dodge this punch.

But suddenly, he felt a cold wind blowing in front of him.

And Yang Ziping's leg was already sweeping towards him.

"So fast!"

Chen Lei didn't have time to react.

I had to raise my arms to protect my face.

"what……"

The moment Yang Ziping's leg touched his arm, Chen Lei let out a scream.

At this moment, Zhao Chengfeng's heart rose to his throat.

The strength of Yang Ziping's kick was too great.

Chen Lei's whole body was kicked out and smashed hard on the stage.

And his arm has been deformed.

He clutched his arm, his face full of pain.

"The boss is mighty!"

"Boss, don't spare him, kill him!"

Under the stage, everyone in the Godhunting team raised their arms and shouted.

Yang Ziping, on the other hand, walked slowly to Chen Lei's side.

"Boy, don't blame me, remember not to fight against me in the next life!"

He lowered his body and raised his fist, ready to give Chen Lei the final blow.

Zhao Chengfeng saw that Yang Ziping was going to kill him.

His pupils constricted sharply.

"stop!"

"Timeout, timeout, referee, timeout!"

He shouted anxiously to old Tony.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

Old Tony also rang the bell immediately.

Then he ran up immediately and stopped in front of Yang Ziping.

"The Datang team requests a timeout, and both sides stop the game!"

A trace of displeasure flashed in Yang Ziping's eyes.

He looked at Zhao Chengfeng coldly.

Chen Lei was rescued, and Zhao Chengfeng heaved a sigh of relief.

Faced with Yang Ziping's provocative eyes, he naturally turned back without fear.

"Quick, go up and lift him down!"

Zhang Fei and others immediately took orders, ran up to the stage and carried Chen Lei down.

Zhao Chengfeng hurried up to check on Chen Lei's injuries.

"How's it going?"

I saw Chen Lei's expression was painful, because of the pain, there were already dense beads of sweat on his forehead.

"It's okay, Hall Master, but the arm is probably broken!"

Chen Lei gritted his teeth and managed to squeeze out a few words.

Only then did Zhao Chengfeng realize that Yang Ziping's kick just now directly broke Chen Lei's arm.

In this way, Chen Lei could no longer continue to compete.

"Lisa, quickly bandage Chen Lei!"

"Yes, Hall Master!"

Lisa didn't dare to neglect, and quickly treated Chen Lei's injuries with the help of Wang Meng and others.

As for Zhao Chengfeng, squinting his eyes and looking at Yang Ziping not far away, he was still a little shocked.

So he used the Eye of Reality again to check Yang Ziping's situation.

"I'll go, what kind of medicine did he take? It's still so effective. No wonder Chen Lei lost so quickly!"

His eyes also caught Yang Ziping's attention.

Yang Ziping gave Zhao Chengfeng a hard look, and raised his middle finger at him.

Full of provocations.

Subsequently, Yang Ziping came to power.

"The timeout is over, let the warriors of the Datang team come on stage!"

Old Tony hurried to the stage to host.

As for the Datang team, Chen Lei obviously couldn't take the stage anymore.

Zhao Chengfeng also didn't want to lose this match.

So, he took off his suit.

"I come!"

"Boss, no!"

"Hallmaster, this is absolutely impossible!"

Wei Chang and Lisa immediately grabbed Zhao Chengfeng.

"That's right, Boss, if you want to go up, I will go up, you just watch from below, let me go up and teach this guy a good lesson, and avenge Brother Chen!"

As Zhang Fei said, he was about to go on stage.

Zhao Chengfeng quickly grabbed him.

"You are no match for him!"

"I've made up my mind, you don't need to say any more!"

After speaking, he went straight to the ring.

Zhang Fei, Lisa and the others couldn't say anything more.

"Hallmaster, be careful!"

Zhao Chengfeng nodded.

Immediately, the audience on the sidelines cheered again.

They have long forgotten He Yulong's despicable use of hidden weapons, and now they are all focused on this match.

"Both sides are in their positions, the game! Start!"

Old Tony gave an order and immediately withdrew from the ring.

Yang Ziping's expression turned pale, and he rushed towards Zhao Chengfeng.

"Sure enough!"

Zhao Chengfeng thought to himself, and immediately blocked Yang Ziping's fist with both hands.

Then he punched Yang Ziping.

But it was also resolved by Yang Ziping.

In this way, the two sides fought back and forth, regardless of you and me, very intense.

Zhao Chengfeng was even more puzzled.

"What's the origin of this guy?"

"How can the Godhunting team have such a strong fighter?"

Taking advantage of the gap between the games, the Eye of Reality was brought out by him again.

"Yang Ziping, the boss of the Hunting God Team, is insidious and cunning, with negative 10 favorability."

"Damn, it's actually a negative number, it seems that I can only be an enemy!"

The two fought for dozens of rounds, evenly matched.

Yang Ziping took the initiative to pull away from his body, breathing smoothly, as if he was just simply warming up.

"Hehe, Zhao Chengfeng, I advise you not to insist!"

"I only used half of my strength just now, and you are almost unable to hold on anymore. If I use all my strength later, how can you resist?"

The corners of Yang Ziping's mouth rose slightly, with a mocking expression on his face.

"I advise you, kneel down and beg for mercy now, and I will spare your life, otherwise, if you continue to compete, you will definitely die!"

Faced with Yang Ziping's provocation, Zhao Chengfeng didn't even think about it.

"Do you think it's possible? It's a fool's dream!"

Although he knew that in this kind of underground boxing arena, as long as he was on the stage, it would be life or death.

But that doesn't mean he's afraid.

"You want to win me too? Just kidding!"

Now, Yang Ziping became angry.

"Boy, don't blame me for being merciless!"

Immediately, a stronger fist wind roared towards Zhao Chengfeng.

"Sure enough, I have preserved my strength!"

Zhao Chengfeng pursed his lips.

Facing Yang Ziping who was in full swing, he no longer had any reservations.

The two sides suddenly fell into a melee.

Off the court, everyone held their heads high, stretched their necks, and put all their hearts on the stage.

At this moment, a small man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks walked up to the members of the Datang team.

"Hey, everyone, the competition above is really exciting!"

Zhang Fei glanced at him and continued to watch the boxing match.

"Hey, listen to me, who do you think will win this game? You can place a bet with me. If you guess correctly, there will be a huge reward!"

These words aroused the doubts of Zhang Fei and others.

"What bet? What reward?"

"Oh, it's like this, as long as it is a warrior on the stage, the audience below can bet!"

"As long as the warrior you bet on wins, then you will get a very generous reward!"