Chapter 1611

1611 are Titans strong?

The cameras around kept shooting, and the flash kept hitting Titan. This is a handsome man named Titan. He is sunny and handsome. He poses in front of the camera and allows the reporters to take photos.

"We must be handsome. We Titan can let you take photos to give you media face, you know?"

The agent stood by, arrogant, shouting at these people.

Those reporters don't care. Their focus is on Titan.

"Titan, do you have the determination to win this competition?"

"Why would you consider coming to China to participate in such a martial arts competition?"

"Won't these opponents make you feel too weak?"

These reporters held up the microphone, ignored the competition, and kept interviewing Titan.

The Titan held his arms in his hands and wore a golden cloak, laughing proudly.

"The reason why I condescend to come to such a place is just to complete my agreement! White tiger, I want to defeat him completely in this remote and backward land!"

Li Fan frowned. What this buddy said was a little unpopular. In the end, it is an international martial arts competition. Anyone can really meet it. However, the fighters on his side also have this virtue, and Li Fan is also embarrassed to talk about others.

"Everyone else is just a stepping stone. Only the white tiger is my enemy!"

The Titan issued a declaration of victory.

"I will hit him and get this Chinese Wulin leader!"

"Pa Pa Pa!"

Applause, flash and the sound of camera photos converged into a strange music, which made Li Fan a little irritable.

"This player, please start your competition immediately!"

The referee picked up the horn and urged loudly, "if you don't start again, you will lose the game!"

"Why rush? I'm not polite."

Instead, Titan sneered, "don't I say it? It only takes three minutes to solve you, the sick man of East Asia. Those Chinese warriors I met before are too weak and boring."

Li Fan glanced at the referee and nodded.

"I declare that the 32 strong competition officially begins!"

As soon as the words fell, Titan hooked Li Fan enough, which meant that you should do it first. Li Fan was not polite either. He walked in front of Titan and patted him tentatively on his lower abdomen!

"Bang!"

Titan's body stood still, and Li Fan's eyebrows couldn't help raising. I used a little internal power to deal with the muscle man who was two meters tall before, but it was useless to deal with the wrestler named Titan? His muscles seem to have reached a very exaggerated level, right?

"Oh, haven't you eaten enough?"

The Titan sneered, "why don't you call yourself the sick man of East Asia? You have no strength at all! Is this called a fist? This is called a fist!"

With that, Titan hit Li Fan on the chin with a hook.

"Bang!"

Li Fan was beaten upside down and fell on the challenge arena.

"God!"

Theresa couldn't help exclaiming, his dear Li, is he going to be defeated? The Titan's muscles are superb, and ordinary blows are ineffective for him! Can't China's magical internal power deal with him? Teresa is a famous beauty in Europe and America. This man named Titan once pursued herself, but Teresa really hated his arrogance, so she didn't promise!

"Hehe, vulnerable."

Titan dismissive, "referee, declare my victory!"

"Don't worry."

Li Fan sat up easily from the ground, rubbed his neck, and looked at the Titan opposite, "come on, continue."

"You're pretty hardy!"

Titan was a little surprised. He suddenly took off his cloak and threw it to his agent. Then he quickly ran over, grabbed Li Fan with one hand, twisted his body, walked around Li Fan's back, and directly fell in German style!

"Bang!"

Li Fan's head hit the arena firmly, and the reporters next to him were exclaiming.

"Look, it's a German back fall!"

"I'm afraid the Chinese will die after eating this one!"

"Yes, who can bear this move! The tiger can't stand it!"

Reporters talked, and Titan also loosened Li Fan, stood up and walked towards the agent.

"Call an ambulance quickly. It is estimated that he will lie in the hospital for two months."

As soon as Titan's voice fell, Li Fan's voice rang again, "don't you compensate for some medical expenses?"

"What?"

Titan turned around and found Li Fan standing behind him. Nothing happened.

"How..."

Before he finished speaking, Li Fan suddenly took a step forward, and then a palm came forward, directly printed on the belly of Titan.

"Bang!"

This time, Titan's muscles can't help him! He slid directly out to the edge of the arena. The Titan resisted the pain and forcibly stopped his body.

But Li Fan came to him again. Li Fan was not in a hurry. He was in his hands, like a target, slapping Titan one after another.

"Bang bang!"

Li Fan slapped more than ten times in a row, and the Titan kept retreating.

"Bang!"

Li Fan finally slapped his hands together on the belly of Titan.

The Titan couldn't bear it anymore, and flew out directly. In an instant, he broke the door of the room and fell outside the room.

"Sorry, it's a little too hard."

Li Fan said to his agent, "call an ambulance for him. It is estimated that he will lie in the hospital for two months."

The agent swallowed a mouthful of water and looked at the Titan lying outside, who had fainted. He didn't know what to say.

Titan's trip to China... Unexpectedly, it came to an end. The reporters were excited and took photos of Li Fan. The image of Yingwu sect disciples also appeared in major foreign media.

"Honey, you are the best!"

Teresa came up happily and took Li Fan's arm affectionately. "That arrogant maniac is too arrogant to challenge you!"

"He's still pretty good."

Li Fan told the truth, "among ordinary people, he is indeed a leader."

It's a pity that he met himself. It's bad luck for this brother!

The thirty second round is finished. At nine o'clock in a while, it will officially enter the sixteen round!

"Please return to the lounge, take a break and wait for our notice."

The referee's attitude towards Li Fan has also become respectful. This man is too powerful, and he really gives Chinese people credit!

"OK."

Li Fan returned to his lounge with Teresa, a small tail, in the flash of a group of reporters. There is a big TV on the wall of the lounge, which is broadcasting the information of the selected candidates in a circular manner.

Li Fan saw some familiar names in it, Murong Ying, Jiang Feng... And