Supreme soldier king

Yang Hao went downstairs calmly, summoned a waiter at random, took off his coat with a relaxed expression, handed it to the waiter, and stepped onto the ring step by step.

Many guests around were excited after watching the two wonderful fights, but they were all shocked when they saw Yang Hao stepping into the boxing ring.

"Wow, who is that man, is he going to fight in person?"

"Yang Hao wants to fight in person, isn't he afraid of losing his identity? It's really embarrassing for three generations of disciples of the Yang family to fight with a black boxer."

"Is this Yang Hao good?"

"Yang Hao must be standing up for Chen Ang. Chen Ang and the others grew up with Yang Hao. When they saw Yang Hao, they always called 'Brother Hao' respectfully. Kong Yiming bullied Chen Ang. How can he, the big brother, sit idly by?"

"Hey, is this Yang Hao very powerful? Could it be that he is even stronger than those black boxers?"

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Those who know the inside story and those who don't know the inside story are discussing with each other in low voices. Everyone's eyes are focused on Yang Hao, full of curiosity about a battle of completely unequal identities.

The people who can appear in the Blue Mountain Villa are all people with status. Such people can basically say that they want to deal with someone, and they don't need to go into battle by themselves. It is really rare for Yang Hao to go into battle shirtless like Yang Hao.

Yang Hao looked calm and did not show any threat, but when Yang Hao appeared on the ring step by step, the boxer in black who had always been arrogant showed a guarded look, and his face became solemn Incomparable.

He is indeed a black market boxer. Before taking the stage, he was told that as long as Yang Hao takes the stage, he needs to use all his strength to attack Yang Hao and cause damage to Yang Hao. If he can kill Yang Hao, then he He will get an extra 10 million. If Yang Hao is injured, depending on the seriousness of the injury, he will also get rewards of varying amounts. The more serious the injury, the more rewards he will get.

He has been fighting black boxing for many years, and he is also well-known in the black boxing circle. He is very skilled, but he is very rational. Judging from what the employer told him, he knew this man with a lazy expression It's definitely not as non-threatening as his appearance, on the contrary, this person is definitely a master!

There is no need for other reasons to make a judgment. Just from the fact that after he defeated and injured the two black boxers fiercely just now, the other party can still appear on the stage so calmly, he knows that the other party has nothing to fear, and the other party just now is in the building. The imposing manner shown above, it is clear that even his employer can't do anything to the other party. It can be seen that the other party is definitely a more powerful or capable person. Such a person with status can go to the boxing ring in person, which can explain a lot of things.

Contrary to his previous arrogance, he was extremely vigilant and careful.

Yang Hao stared at this cautious boxer who was different from just now, still not in a hurry, he gently unbuttoned the shirt cuffs, rolled up the shirt cuffs, and said softly: "How did your employer tell you? , hurt me, or kill me?"

The boxer tightly pursed his lips and didn't speak. Naturally, he couldn't tell Yang Hao the employer's explanation, but he was secretly surprised because the other party really hit his employer's explanation.

Yang Hao stared at the boxer's eyes, and seeing the surprise in the boxer's eyes for a moment, Yang Hao knew that he had guessed right.

After the cuffs were rolled up, Yang Hao hooked his fingers at the boxer and said, "Come on, there are two more behind you."

Hearing Yang Hao's calm voice as if nothing had happened, the boxer couldn't help feeling a little angry. Although he knew that you must be very powerful, but you underestimated me, isn't it too much? I am not a nobody!

The boxer gritted his teeth, rushed towards Yang Hao, and punched him hard.

Yang Hao smiled lightly, and stretched out his left hand like lightning, with palms facing each other, but he wanted to receive the punch from the blue-clothed boxer with his palm.

The boxer looked at Yang Hao so big, the expression on his face became more ferocious, and he put more effort into his hands, and sneered in his heart, I punched, even if it was a brick, I would smash it to pieces. You dare to catch it with your palm, look at my punch that crippled your left hand!

The fist of the blue-clothed boxer hit Yang Hao's palm heavily, making a crisp sound, which could be clearly heard by everyone around, and everyone's eyes were focused on the place where the fist and palm intersected.

Everyone thinks that Yang Hao is definitely underestimated. This is a professional black boxing master. Seeing how miserable the two boxers he faced just now, whether it is an elbow, a flying kick, or a fist, They all carry powerful destructive power, and if they get hit, they will be seriously injured. Yang Hao actually used his palm to catch the fists of such murderers. This is not a way of seeking death.

The fist stopped in Yang Hao's palm. Yang Hao clasped his palm and grabbed the boxer's fist directly. Yang Hao's face didn't change much, as if the opponent's punch was completely powerless.

The boxer was taken aback, his mighty punch was enough to crush hard bricks and bend steel bars, but in Yang Hao's palm, the huge force was like a mud cow falling into the sea, there was no such thing as a punch. any response.

What's the matter?

The boxer was terrified in his heart, no one knew the power of his punch better than him, but this punch seemed useless in front of Yang Hao.

Even if he thinks with his toes, he knows at this moment that he has met a master. A real master is enough to instantly kill his own master!

He felt anxious and suddenly pumped his fist, but he was shocked to find that he couldn't move it!

The fist seemed to be clamped by fine steel pliers and remained motionless.

The boxer is almost instinctive, his right foot has already flown up, and Yang Hao is still not moving. Just when his foot is about to hit the target, Yang Hao's two legs suddenly retract towards the middle, the boxer's The foot was immediately clamped by Yang Hao's legs. The boxer pulled hard several times, but it still didn't move at all.

Yang Hao seemed to be a stone man, just looking at him quietly without making any counterattack.

Yang Hao hadn't attacked yet, but large beads of sweat suddenly appeared on the fist's forehead.

He looked at Yang Hao, who was motionless and calm in front of him, and his heart was already beating violently. He had fought many black boxing games, and it was not that he had never lost, or even been injured or seriously injured, but he had never encountered one. Something that scares him.

Yang Hao's eyes are very calm, no, it should be said that they are very flat, and he can't even see any hostility in his eyes, but this calmness and indifference reflects a kind of power that makes people despair.

The other party did not regard him as an opponent at all, and in fact, he was not an opponent. I believed that at this moment, Yang Hao could end the battle with just one punch.

Just when the boxer pumped hard again, Yang Hao suddenly let go of his hands and feet. The boxer staggered back a few steps and looked at Yang Hao in shock.

There was no obvious expression on Yang Hao's face, and he was still staring at him so casually, but this calmness gave him a mountain-like pressure. He had encountered strong enemies, but never such a lack of suspense. opponent.

It's not that the opponent can't defeat him, it's that he doesn't even bother to defeat him!

This made him feel extremely frustrated, even desperate.

He subconsciously turned his head and looked in the direction of Kong Yiming, hoping to see some information from Kong Yiming's face, but what he saw was just a cold face without any expression. Kong Yiming's eyes Full of indifference, even dissatisfaction, without any sympathy or mercy.

This boxer suddenly felt envious of his second opponent.

Because his employer is obviously much more humane than his own employer.

Knowing that he would lose, the employer did not vent his hatred on the boxer, but generously protected the boxer's safety.

pity……

The boxer gritted his teeth and rushed towards Yang Hao again. Since his employer had no signs and he was not injured, the battle must continue.

Yang Hao had no interest in fighting with him anymore. This boxer was quite good, but in his opinion, there was really no suspense about the choice. The difference in strength was not even the slightest bit.

Yang Hao was originally an elite among the elites, and his body was strengthened by potions. His physical fitness was several times that of ordinary people. Whether it was strength, reaction or speed, it was definitely not comparable to ordinary people, even if it was infinite. Those trained elites who are close to the limits of ordinary people cannot compare, because no matter how they train, they still have the bodies of ordinary people, and Yang Hao's body is no longer ordinary people.

Yang Hao turned slightly to avoid the boxer's attack, and then directly raised his kick and swept the boxer's buttocks. The boxer immediately flew up and landed on the high platform without any suspense.

The boxer may have been prepared for defeat. Although he was swept out of the high platform, he did not panic. He used his strength to roll and stood up safely. Looking at Yang Hao who was standing leisurely on the high platform, the boxer gritted his teeth. , walked back, but there was a little more admiration and gratitude in his eyes.

If Yang Hao's kick just now was a little higher and heavier, it could have completely broken his lumbar vertebrae, causing him serious injury or even death. Even if he didn't die, he would still be a useless person. But Yang Hao just kicked him lightly. , sent him off the ring.

Suddenly, the boxer felt a little discouraged. He had always felt that he was very strong, and he could still fight no matter how strong he was. But now it seemed that he was like a frog watching the sky. It’s really ridiculous to think about it.

If Yang Hao hadn't disdained to attack him today, then he might have died directly in the boxing ring.

In an instant, the boxer's forehead and vest were covered with sweat. Suddenly, he felt discouraged, and then he immediately had the intention of quitting the black boxing world.

Today is lucky, but what about the next day, and the day after that?

The boxer, whose self-confidence was completely destroyed by Yang Hao, secretly made a decision in his heart to quit boxing and find a job with peace of mind for the rest of his life. Anyway, he has made a lot of money in the past few years. I am starving to death.

Naturally, Yang Hao would not know that his mercy could completely change a person's fate. In his heart, he had always felt that although there were many cruel people in black boxing, most of them had no choice but to enter this industry. Since and I have no grievances, so why must I kill them all?

Yang Hao looked at Kong Yiming, who looked a bit ugly, and said coldly: "If the next two are of the same level, I advise you not to call them out for embarrassment. Well, you don't think it's embarrassing, I think it's embarrassing too. ."

PS: I went back to my hometown during the Chinese New Year. There was no internet, so I uploaded it on my mobile phone. It was too slow. It took me a long time to upload it...