Born In England

In the arena.

Li Lin and Warren stood opposite each other, no more than two meters apart.

The host Tom on the side shouted: Everyone, the appetizer starts tonight! The game at eight o'clock will still go on as scheduled!

Start! Shout out to your players!

beat!

Hurry up! Kill this Huaxia man!

In the surrounding auditorium, the audience shook their heads and shouted, and the atmosphere suddenly rose.

Warren, nicknamed Iron Wolf! Warren announced his family name.

Qinglong Wuguan, Li Lin! Li Lin said lightly.

Azure Dragon Martial Arts?

Is there this martial arts gym in London?

I haven't heard of it! Some people on the field whispered.

Boy, tell me, how do you want to die? Warren twisted his neck and hands, making a bone cracking sound.

Heh, let the horse come here! Li Lin made a gesture of waving at the other party.

Okay, okay, beat you first, and then abuse you! Warren shook his body slightly from left to right, and quickly entered the state.

Although he was disdainful, but as a qualified boxer, he didn't relax in the bottom of his heart.

Because when he fought his first boxing match, his opponent also despised him and was eventually beaten to death by him.

Therefore, in the ring, he never underestimated any opponent!

Li Lin was standing on the spot right now, with both hands doing the defensive movements unique to Inch Fist, as if waiting for you to come over.

It seems that the other party is a rookie in fighting. How could a boxer stand still? Warren sneered in his heart, and slowly approached with small steps.

He stared at Li Lin closely.

When the two sides were still half a meter away, Warren planned to try to attack first to test the opponent's strength.

Death! Warren took one and a half steps, and began to calculate the length of his arms, with one hand on defense, ready to block at any time. The other hand suddenly charged up and punched Li Lin in the face.

He can attack with this move, and he can defend after failing to attack. It can be said to be a perfect strategy!

In Li Lin's pupil, a fist rapidly enlarged.

Speed, it's too slow! With five times the sensitivity and reaction speed of Li Lin, the opponent's attack is really slow in his eyes, and he can dodge at any time.

But he didn't intend to dodge, but secretly used the special way of exerting force with an inch fist, and punched out with simplicity, spirit and fierceness.

Ah, hit! Li Lin yelled loudly, his punch came first.

hum!

There was a crackling sound as fists rubbed against the air.

What? Warren's pupils shrank, and he was about to block it with his defensive hand, while turning his head slightly to one side to avoid it.

but!

The audience in the field only saw Li Lin's fist disappear in a flash.

Next second!

boom!

A punch hit Warren's face, and Warren couldn't keep up with Li Lin's punching speed!

Immediately afterwards, Li Lin moved his head slightly to the left, avoiding Warren's punch.

Then, the bridge of Warren's nose collapsed from Li Lin's punch, his blood was soaring, and he fell backwards.

quiet!

The audience fell silent in an instant, only Warren lying in the group arena twitching and vomiting blood in pain and hoarse.

Punch OK!

Defeat the enemy with one move!

Hiss... Invincible! Seeing this, Li Er and the others immediately let go of their hunger, and immediately shouted excitedly.

It's amazing, instant kill! The boss deserves to get the true biography! Li Biao shouted with his eyes reddened.

At this time, the audience also came back to their senses one after another, bursting into loud cheers and applause!

Oh selling melons, I didn't see clearly just now,

How on earth did it bring down Warren?

The speed is too fast! What speed is this?

The timing is too good, isn't it? One punch is OK?

This Chinese man is a master!

Damn it, my hundred pounds!

I knew that Li Lin would win!

The entire audience was elated, this kind of OK picture of defeating the enemy with one move is really pleasing to the eye.

They have watched too many boxing matches, and they know that this kind of one-sided punch is only possible when the strength of the two sides is very different.

Obviously, Li Lin beat Warren with strength!

Fack? Impossible, impossible! The manager Stuart and the host Tom stared wide-eyed when they saw this, with disbelief on their faces.

Am I not mistaken? Tom was dumbfounded.

Warren, get up, damn it! Stuart cursed.

He will never get up again! Li Lin walked over with a grinning grin, and stepped on Warren's neck fiercely!

Click!

The entire audience was ignited again.

Wow! Falk, it's so exciting!

Haha, good fight!

If you get slapped in the face, the price is death!

There is a good show tonight. This Li Lin is obviously a ruthless person. I am looking forward to who the Iron Throne will send next?

You... Seeing Li Lin finish Warren, Stuart's face turned blue and red in anger.

Are your fighters really that trashy? Are there any stronger ones? I don't like to fight with these weaklings, so give me some stronger opponents! Li Lin joked.

As soon as this sentence came out, the audience was silent for an instant.

Weak chicken? Falk is right!

Manager Stuart, hurry up and call out the boxer Titan Boxer!

Yes! Hurry up, I'm going to beat the Titan Boxer to win!

I crush Li Lin!

A group of spectators booed one after another.

Okay, okay, it seems that you won't be able to get out of here today! Stuart looked at the arrogant Li Lin, and smiled angrily.

He intends to let Titan Boxer take action to deal with this arrogant kid.

Call out the Titan Boxer! Stuart said with a gloomy face.

Wait a minute, I'll play the next game later. Now that I've won Warren, should I settle the bet money? I don't think I bet much, only 20,000 pounds, ten times the odds, That's 200,000 pounds, you Iron Throne family can't afford it, right? Li Lin smiled slightly.

Jie, immediately...huh? Halfway through the speech, Stuart came back to his senses, and asked a subordinate, They bet 20,000 yuan to bet on themselves to win?

Yes, manager. The subordinate said with sweat on his forehead.

Fack! Stuart was extremely angry in his heart, and he was suddenly made 200,000 pounds by the other party, and he died at a loss.

This is almost their monthly profit!

Manager Stuart, right? Hurry up and lose money! Li Lin said with a harmless smile.

Hmph! I hope you can still laugh in the next game. Stuart snorted coldly. When Titan wins the opponent later, the money will still be kept after all!

Thinking of this, Stuart and the others swiftly handed out 200,000 pounds to Li Er and the others.