Chapter 905

"No, no, our champion won't accept the challenge today!"

It seems to have seen Miller's fear. Just now, the fat man with people pulling the side frame came out, reached out and sat down with a staggered gesture, and said in sharp Mandarin: "our champion Miller just got off the plane, and has played two games in a row, no matter what, we will not fight again.

If there is a challenge, please play in the challenge arena set up outside tomorrow. We will accompany you to the end. Now we have a temporary truce! "

"To be fair, you deserve to say that too!"

Ye Feng stares at the fat man with glasses. His eyes are full of momentum. He immediately takes a few steps back.

"Don't talk nonsense. If you can catch my blow, I'll count you win!"

Ye Feng Yang Yang's right hand, and then in the eyes of the people into a fist.

"Give you a punch?" Everyone looked at Ye Feng and Miller. Although Ye Feng's arm is not slender, it is far from Miller's, who ligates the muscles on his arm. It can be said that both sides are not of the same order of magnitude. Miller is a professional boxer. After years of exercise, his arm is even thicker than the waist of ordinary girls, while Ye Feng's arm is not far from ordinary people.

Isn't it obvious that the two arms are stronger than the fist?

"Boy, you are so arrogant!" Hearing Ye Feng's words, Miller didn't say anything. The fat man with glasses said with a smile: "compared with our boxing champion, you are not afraid of being hit by a bone burst, you will be disabled for life?"

For the fat man around him, Miller behind him is much quieter. He doesn't have the appearance that his eyes are higher than the top. The blood on his mouth and nose has been wiped off. Now it's quiet like meeting the matchmaker's daughter-in-law on his first blind date.

"Ha ha, bone burst, lifelong disability?"

Ye Feng eyes suddenly a stare a foot to step out, the fist in the hand seems to be binding incomparable power, mercilessly toward the opposite person hit in the past.

In the fat man's frightened eyes, Ye Feng's fist, after sticking to the fat man's cheek, directly blows the glasses on his face and the half pull fat meat on his face, and then blows them out in the crowd of black and red T-shirts.

In front of this group of people like a bowling pin was hit in general, directly by Ye Feng a punch fly out.

When people see this scene, they scream out and blow people out like bottles. Is this the realm that human resources can reach? Is this making martial arts movies?

"Miller champion, isn't it the challenge Kung Fu of voice? How about trying my fist?"

"No, no, I'm tired, tired!" See Ye Feng's strike, Miller scared back two steps, anxious mouth began to jump out of Chinese.

"Firewood putty Kung Fu, OK, OK, verygood!" Miller looked at Ye Feng in horror and explained in a hurry.

“Very Good！” Hearing Miller's words, Ye Feng sneered: "at this time, you don't know very good! It's too late. If you don't take it, you'll die for me! "

Ye Feng raised his fist, turned his head to the blood wolf behind him and said: "see clearly, I only give a fist, learn well!"

The blood wolf nodded in surprise and stared at it.

See Ye Feng suddenly turned his head sideways, in front of Miller's great joy, in the heart of a horizontal, directly towards Ye Feng's head hit over, hope this can use the carelessness of the people in front of him, to a surprise.

Feeling the action of the gold belt champion in front of him, Ye Feng was not afraid. He stepped on the ground with his feet, crotch, waist and shoulders. His strength increased step by step, hitting the opponent's face with a fist.

This fist does not have any internal breath bonus. It only depends on Ye Feng's physical strength. The so-called force starts from the ground and takes the foot as the root. At this moment, Ye Feng seems to incarnate into a giant tree and the earth, and the strength is added layer by layer in his muscles.

In the eyes of everyone, Ye Feng's seemingly ordinary fist, when he came into contact with Miller's face, he heard bursts of "click" sound.

When people think Ye Feng is going to be hit and fly out, Miller in front of them gives a cry.

In Miller's arm, countless pieces of white bone stubble directly pierced through the skin, and in the elbow direction, even a small arm bone was directly punched out.

Looking at the tragic situation of his arm, Miller howled and fell to the ground and fainted.

Behind him are the photos of the banner when he won the UFC prize, and the glittering gold belt representing the champion, which now seems extremely ironic.

"Hum!"

In one side of the fallen crowd, Ye Feng sneered, folded his arms and stood up with his hands.

One side of the blood wolf looked at two straight eyes, Ye Feng just showed him boxing is not how complex, not much, like the road to simple, is to tell yourself how to swing each punch can be more powerful.

"Sir, can we interview you? What's your status, why do you want to challenge the champion, and for what purpose, love, affection and hatred?""What's your name, sir? Is it a martial arts school in China?"

"Are you a layman of Shaolin Temple?"

Looking at this group of people around, Ye Feng frowned. What these reporters asked was what and what, but he was impatient to see the flashing light in front of him. It's not convenient for him to spread it now.

"Dragon shadow!" Ye Feng turned his head and said, "I know, brother!"

Long Ying nodded wisely. He coagulated slightly in the air, and the blue light flashed by. In addition to several ice crystals of different sizes, it coagulated in the air.

Then the Dragon shadow waved gently, and the ice crystal exploded directly on these people's cameras.

The explosion of the machine caused people to panic when they heard the sound. Taking advantage of the panic, Ye Feng made a gesture to the blood wolf not far away, and then shook his head to leave.

Suddenly, someone grabs his arm at this time. Ye Feng turns around. It's the sister of the twins, like a girl named Xiaoying.

"Come with me!"

At this time, Sakura is wearing a sailor's suit that can cover her chest. Under it is a blue pleated skirt and white stockings. She is anxiously holding Ye Feng's hand in the crowd, while her sister with tears in her eyes is watching Ye Feng carefully.

Maybe she never thought that a didi driver driving Alto in the third tier city of Ancheng could defeat the gold belt champion of the United States with one punch.

Looking at the two girls pulling themselves, Ye Feng thought about it and followed them out of the secret door of the heaven and earth hall. They took Ye Feng's hand and hurried along the secret door. Soon after a short passage, the four came to a small living room, where the layout was very warm. Several large sofas and reclining chairs were scattered around. The area of the room was not about 70 or 80 square meters, surrounded by tall bookshelves, on which were all kinds of human progress steps.

The books on these bookshelves are exquisitely packaged. The covers are foreigners' faces that Ye Feng can't understand and foreign codes of various sizes. Not only on the bookshelf, but also on the floor and sofa are full of open and close books.

It can be seen that the owner seems to like reading very much. At least it's well done. The room's furniture is of European castle's specifications, and there are even flames burning in the fireplace not far away. However, in the hot weather in August, while the central air conditioning was on, the wall fire in the fireplace was still burning. I have to say that the owner of the house was very fussy.