How do you want to die?

The simple five words once again set the atmosphere on the scene to the highest point.

Every audience member felt like he was injected with chicken blood.

But when Dan Qing raised her hand, the boxing ring suddenly became silent again, which was enough to show how strong Dan Qing's control was.

"It seems that no one is optimistic about you. Have you thought about the consequences when you are in the 20th battle?" After Dan Qing finished speaking, he raised his head, looked at Dao Twelve in the stands, and continued, "You are carrying the name of an underground boxing champion, and you are actually a turtle with a head-shrinking. Are you so afraid of death?"

"It's enough for me to come forward." Han Sanqian said.

Danqing laughed loudly, and the audience in the stands also started to laugh, as if they had heard a huge joke.

"This guy's tone is so crazy, he doesn't take Dan Qing seriously at all."

"Dare to talk to Dan Qing like this, Dan Qing will definitely not let him go. This guy is dead."

"I really don't know how he would die at Dan Qing's hands. If he uses Dan Qing's methods, he will torture him to death."

After Dan Qing laughed enough, he said to Han Sanqian: "Just like you, so what if I let you punch ten times? You can't beat me either."

Han Sanqian raised a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. He might not be able to attack this guy in real battle, but he never expected that Dan Qing would take the initiative to make such a request. Isn’t it just giving him full space to play?

As long as the power of the Taekwondo Hall is used, this guy will not even have the chance to resist.

"I don't need you to make me ten punches, one punch is enough." Han Sanqian said.

Dan Qing stretched out his right hand, hooked Han Sanqian's index finger, and said, "Okay, I'll give you a punch first, come on, let me see how strong you are."

"This is something you asked for, don't regret it." Han Sanqian said with a smile.

"Repent?" Shan Qing said contemptly: "How could I regret dealing with a waste like you?"

Han Sanqian's legs sank and once again posed in a horse-studded position.

When other viewers saw this scene, they sneered.

"This guy is such a novice. He doesn't know anything and dares to fight Dan Qing alone."

"Oh, it's another one-sided crush, it's really boring."

"It's great to see how this idiot was beaten to death by Dan Qing. Just treat it as an extra meal tonight."

After hearing these words, Dao Twelve's face turned pale. With Han Sanqian's strength, one punch would definitely not be enough to shake Dan Qing. After one punch, he would withstand Dan Qing's attack like a storm. At that time, his fate was beyond death, Dao Twelve could not imagine any other possibility.

At this time, Han Sanqian's accumulation of power had been completed. As the power of his legs exploded, he collided with the ring with a loud bang.

This surprised the audience in the stands because in their eyes, Han Sanqian was just a weakling, and no one expected that he could have such power.

Although Dan Qing was a little surprised, such strength was not enough for him to face it carefully.

Since he said in front of so many people that he wanted to punch him, he would never lose face and regret it.

"This kind of strength is okay to beat ordinary people. I want to hurt me, it's a fool." Dan Qing actually chose to close his eyes at this time, only for the style of an expert.

After seeing this scene, the audience was impressed by Dan Qing and was facing the enemy, but he closed his eyes. How disdain was this?

"This guy doesn't take Brother Sanqian seriously." Zhou Bo said gritting his teeth after seeing this. Dan Qing's arrogance made him want to come to a fight in person, but unfortunately he also knew that he was not Dan Qing's opponent.

Dao Shier sighed and said, "With his strength, you really don't need to take Sanqian Ge seriously. The two of them are completely fighting at different levels."

Han Sanqian's offensive was very fierce, but due to Dan Qing's contempt, even ordinary viewers did not take Han Sanqian into consideration.

At this time, Han Sanqian had approached Dan Qing. Han Sanqian just silently cursed: "Idiot."

The moment Han Sanqian and Dan Qing came into contact with their fists, Dan Qing suddenly opened his eyes, and Han Sanqian's smiling face appeared in front of him.

Then, Dan Qing's expression became distorted, and it was caused by the pain.

The next moment, Dan Qing felt his body rise into the air uncontrollably, his feet off the ground, flying towards the back like a kite with broken strings.

Flying out of the ring and hit the audience, several viewers who were hit by Dan Qing's body were wailing.

This series of events happened in the flash, and many people did not come to their senses.

Shan Qing, who was knocked out, stood up shakingly in the stands, then vomited blood like a fountain, and fell to the ground weakly.

There was only a rushing breathing left in the quiet stands of the four sides.

In the private stand, Zhou Yangfu, who had come to his senses, jumped up from the sofa, walked to the one-sided mirror, and looked at Han Sanqian on the ring incredibly.

This guy...

He actually punched Danqing, how could it be, how could it be!

With the strength of single-hung, how could he be kosted by him?

He is just a weak cock.

Zhou Yangfu was panicked and kept scratching his bald head.

Qinglong Boxing Stadium is supported by single engines, but now, single engine is obviously seriously injured. If single engines are gone, most of the reputation of Qinglong Boxing Stadium will be ruined!

After the silence, an uproar suddenly broke out in the boxing ring. Everyone looked at Han Sanqian on the ring in disbelief, and even suspected that he had hallucinations. How could he see Dan Qing flying out of the ring?

Shouldn't it be him who died?

"What did I see! He actually punched Dan Qing."

"My God, it's not that dazzled. How could this guy kill Dan Qing with one punch?"

"Dan Qing is almost vomiting blood and dies. What's the point? I didn't expect that this kid is actually a master."

"I really can't tell that he is so strong."

At this moment, all the ridicule of Han Sanqian turned into an incredible sigh. Dan Qing's powerful image collapsed at this moment, and no one dared to look at Han Sanqian with a contemptuous look.

Zhou Bo slapped himself twice and said to Dao Shier: "Brother, tell me, I'm not dreaming."

Dao Twelve's chest was fluctuating violently. Han Sanqian's punch ko Danqing brought him a shock that was so strong that he couldn't believe it.

But the facts have happened before us, so what is there to doubt?

"It's not a dream. Brother Sanqian has really become stronger, and he is terrible." Dao Shier himself didn't notice it. He said this, even his tone was trembling slightly.

Zhou Bo swallowed his saliva and moistened his throat. He suddenly clenched his fists, looked at Han Sanqian with a sharp look, and said, "Brother Sanqian is so strong, I must take him as his teacher. If he doesn't accept me for a day, I will kneel in front of him and not get up for a day."

Regarding Zhou Bo's inexplicable persistence, Dao Shier smiled helplessly and said, "Do you think Sanqian Ge is very idle? He doesn't have the time to be your master? You should give up this idea and let Sanqian Ge save worry."

Zhou Bo lowered his head weakly. Han Sanqian was facing many troubles. He knew very well that the heat was instantly extinguished by Knife Twelve and a basin of cold water.

"I deserve to die. I looked down on Brother Sanqian before. Fortunately, you taught me a lesson in time, otherwise I would have offended such a strong man." Zhou Bo said with a self-blame look on his face. In his world, martial arts are the most respected, and only the strong can win his respect. Now, Han Sanqian obviously has such qualifications.

Dao Shier unconsciously straightened his back and said, "Will Brother Sanqian beg for a little person like you? Don't be self-indulgent."

Zhou Bo smiled awkwardly, scratched his head and said, "Brother, you are too striking. Although I am not as strong as Brother Sanqian, I am not weak either."

"Is that true? Do you want Brother Sanqian to give you a punch?"

This sentence made Zhou Bo's eyelids twitch and he quickly said, "No, no, brother, stop teasing me. Even Dan Qing was punched by one. Brother Sanqian gave me one punch, and it would be a loss to kill me."

At this time, Han Sanqian, who was standing on the ring, suddenly turned around and looked at the private stand. He knew that the person he was talking to was here.
Chapter completed!