Seeing the person on the ring, Chen Feng looked up and glanced at him.

In Group A, he should be the strongest person. Even Johnson, who was knocked down just now, is not a little worse than him.

If the fight really starts, Zhong Wentao will definitely not be his opponent.

"Pingchuan, the person named Zhong Wentao is very imposing. I guess he can still win this game." Fu Xiaoli said.

As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together, and he is also a fan of UFC fighting, so he often knows how to judge the topic.

"I think so too. I misunderstood the situation before. This person named Zhong Wentao is indeed a bit powerful."

"What do you think about my cousin? Zhong Wentao has played three games. Will he be tired?" Qin Lu asked.

"It's not as tired as it can be, but Zhong Wentao should not be his opponent."

Jia Pingchuan's mouth twitched, "Mr. Chen, you shouldn't have been singing opposite me all the time. I think you won't be so lucky this time."

"If you don't believe it, just wait and see. I don't want to spend too much."

"good!"

As soon as the two of them finished speaking, they saw Zhong Wentao on the ring raising his hand to the referee to signal.

"What do you want to do, this player?"

"I played three games before, and I was a little tired, so next, let my friends play, so I abstained from this game."

“Retreat?!”

Seeing Zhong Wentao's actions, the audience was a little at a loss.

"Okay, what kind of game are you withdrawing from? It's true." Fang Jinyi complained.

"Because you can't beat it, it's not easy." Chen Feng said with a smile:

"Otherwise, who would miss such a good opportunity to show off?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Feng felt that Lin Yuyan pinched her waist.

"Don't swear in front of Nuonuo."

Chen Feng smiled embarrassedly, "Okay."

"What Brother Feng said makes sense. If it were me, he would definitely keep fighting on top. Only when he met an opponent he couldn't beat would he come down."

Seeing Zhong Wentao stepping down, Jia Pingchuan's mouth twitched and his face was not so good-looking.

After all, I am a professional, so it’s so embarrassing that such a thing happened again and again!

Zhong Wentao voluntarily abstained, to some extent, ignited the enthusiasm of the audience.

"Chinese people, now you should know that we are so powerful."

"Haha, get out of here, be careful to be beaten into meat paste!"

Due to racial discrimination, the people present at this time have been divided into two camps.

But in the final analysis, this is Nordic, the home court of European and American races, and Asians are not popular here.

Cough cough cough...

The host cleared his throat and said with a smile

"I really didn't expect that after player Rock came on stage, this Chinese player actually abstained from the right. Could it be that he was so scared that he dared not play the game?"

"I didn't say anything, I was just tired." Zhong Wentao said.

Locke on the stage glanced at Zhong Wentao, "You can knock my student down and beg for mercy, which means you still have some strength, but if you meet me, you may die miserably."

Locke's words caused a burst of exclamations in the audience, and even the host was stunned.

Among Zhong Wentao's three opponents, Johnson was the only one. He was knocked down and knelt down and begged for mercy. Could it be...?

"Mr. Locke, is Johnson, the second giant bear, your student?"

"That's right." Locke nodded and said, "But among my dozen or so disciples, his strength can only be considered medium, and it is still much worse than mine."

hiss--

The exclamations in the field were heard one after another, and no one expected that there was still such a relationship between Rock and Johnson.

What’s important is that Johnson is still a student of Rock, and if he is a student, he can win last year’s championship. So with Rock’s strength, it’s not easy to win this year’s championship!

Thinking of this, the cheers in the audience became stronger and stronger.

Originally, they all thought that Johnson was the strongest among European and American players, and there was no hope after he was knocked down.

But now that Locke has come on stage, it is no problem to defeat the Asians in Group B!

Locke's eyes swept across the various contestants one by one and whispered:

"Now, who else do you have? If you want to come up and challenge me, come up obediently. But if you are afraid, just kowtow three times on the ground, then get out of here, don't come to participate in the UFC fighting competition in the future. This is not a game that you Asians can play!"

Originally, the player B was a bit different from the player in Group A. Now there is another pervert like Locke, and no one dares to come on stage.

Even in the face of Locke's humiliation, no one dared to move!

Compared to being humiliated, your life is still important.

"Silly, before you talk big, it's better to weigh your weight. If you get slapped in the face, it's embarrassing." Fan Mingchen said.

Before this, he had already found out the situation of the players in Group A.

Except for this man named Locke, Zhong Wentao can deal with the rest of the contestants.

So the two of them developed such a strategy, Zhong Wentao first came on the court, and if Locke attacked, he would give up the game and Fan Mingchen would take over the game.

"Are you going to come up and die?" Locke said with disdain.

"I have told you that you don't want to be so crazy. It's not certain who will die."

Kakka--

Standing on the stage, Locke moved his wrists and looked at Fan Mingchen playfully, "Then let's start, I can't wait, I want to twist your head off!"

Swish!

Fan Mingchen's figure rushed to Locke at a speed that was lightning speed!

At this speed, let alone the audience present can't see clearly, even Locke felt it was incredible!

"How is this possible? How can you be so fast!"

"Haha, because you're too trash, that's all!"

After the words came to an end, Fan Mingchen was not giving Locke a chance to take action. His two fingers were together, like a sharp spear!

He stabbed Locke straight into the chest!

puff!

Fan Mingchen's fingers stabbed Locke's chest!

It seemed like it was pierced into a piece of tofu, without any difficulty, extremely relaxed!

Locke was confused. He didn't expect that he would be defeated by the other party in this way!

After succeeding with one blow, Fan Mingchen pulled out his fingers and took two steps back, setting a distance from Locke!

He is already a dead person, just wait.

In an instant, blood was pouring out like a fountain, splattering everywhere!

Locke stared at his eyes, and he clearly felt that the power in his body was rapidly losing and he could no longer exert any strength.

boom!

A few seconds later, due to excessive blood loss, Locke fell to the ground, his head tilted, and he died suddenly on the spot!
Chapter completed!