Under the atmosphere and the shouts of everyone, the cold-faced God of War walked out.

"Come on, cold-faced God of War!"

"Cold-faced God of War, congratulations on setting a new record, twenty-two consecutive wins, which is truly amazing!"

"The cold-faced God of War, teach that newcomer a lesson, he dares to challenge you!"

Facing the shouts of the crowd, the cold-faced God of War walked to the ring calmly and sat down on the stage.

The actions of the cold-faced God of War couldn't help but make everyone talk.

"What is the cold-faced God of War doing?"

"I don't know. Anyway, what threat can a reckless boy bring to the cold-faced God of War?"

"That's right, the cold-faced God of War can kill that ignorant newcomer with just one sneeze!"

"Everyone, let us welcome the newcomer Gu Ze with the warmest cheers!"

The host used the most passionate voice and shouted to the sky.

"boom!"

Blue mist sprang up and filled the air, and Gu Ze's figure gradually emerged.

"Shh!"

When Gu Ze appeared on the stage, boos broke out everywhere, and some people even picked up objects and threw them at Gu Ze.

"You brat who ran away from nowhere, get back under the covers!"

"Why don't you look in the mirror and see how strong you are compared to the cold-faced God of War!"

"Get off!"

"Get off!"

The noisy sound did not affect Gu Ze, but he smiled back at the noisy crowd.

Walking to the ring, Gu Ze looked at the cold-faced God of War in front of him, slightly surprised.

"The qi and blood are thick and surging, and they have actually reached the qi and blood stage!"

"There are no rules in the arena until one party falls."

"I announce that the competition begins!"

As the host waved his arm, the crowd burst into cheers.

"Let's take action and end this boring fight!" The cold-faced God of War sat cross-legged on the ground without even looking at Gu Ze.

"You won't take action?"

Gu Ze asked curiously.

"You're too weak, I'll give you three moves!" the cold-faced God of War said with some disdain.

"Ha!" Gu Ze smiled, no longer polite, stepped forward with his right foot, shook hands and turned into a fist, and struck the cold-faced God of War in the face.

"Bang!"

The cold-faced God of War, who was sitting on the ground, was thrown into the air by this punch, and a corner of his mask was shattered.

His body hit the ground hard, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

This scene made everyone open their mouths in shock and almost bit their tongues off.

"Brother Zhang Ying, what...what's going on?" Zhang Ran asked Xinying anxiously.

"Don't worry, with the strength of the cold-faced God of War nothing will happen to you!" Zhang Ying comforted Zhang Ran.

"I hope so!" Zhang Ran's face darkened.

"Pooh!"

The cold-faced God of War stood up and spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, revealing half of his face.

"May I have your name?"

When Gu Ze heard this, he couldn't help but shake his head and said with a smile: "You will remember my name deeply in a while!"

"Look at the punch!"

Gu Ze waved his fist again.

The cold-faced God of War quickly blocked it with his arms.

"Bang!"

A huge force spread throughout the cold-faced God of War, forcing him to slide back a few steps, leaving two scratches.

"The blood is pretty good!"

Gu Ze put away his fist and couldn't help but praise him.

"Hmph, there's one more move!" The cold-faced God of War wiped away the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, took a deep breath, and adjusted his energy and blood.

"Crack!"

Gu Ze swept out with his whip leg, making an explosion sound similar to thunder and lightning, which shocked the cold-faced war god and made him deaf for a while.

"not good!"

The cold-faced God of War screamed in his heart, feeling threatened by Gu Ze's attack.

But the big words had already been let out, and the cold-faced God of War gritted his teeth and still fought on the spot.

"He's a man!" Gu Ze smiled, and the force on his leg was like a thousand pounds of gravity, hitting the side of the cold-faced God of War hard.

"Bang!"

A buzzing voice kept echoing in the mind of the cold-faced God of War. A dizzy feeling came over him, causing the cold-faced God of War to keep swaying. Finally, he couldn't hold on any longer and fell to the ring with a "plop".

The cold-faced God of War kept struggling and wanted to stand up, but due to dizziness, the cold-faced God of War fell down on the ring just as he was about to stand up. This went back and forth, and finally fell motionless on the ring.

"Gudong!"

The sound of swallowing was heard, and everyone swallowed the razor-like saliva, cutting their own hearts. Shocked emotions instantly flooded into their minds.

"This... cold-faced God of War was defeated?"

"Three...three moves...three moves to defeat the cold-faced God of War?"

"I must be dreaming, yes, it must be a dream. The undefeated cold-faced God of War was defeated by a fledgling boy? I don't believe it!"

"Brother Zhang Ying, what's going on? Didn't you say that the cold-faced God of War won't miss?" Zhang Ran's face turned ferocious as he roared crazily at Zhang Ying.

Zhang Ying had a gloomy look on his face, looking at the cold-faced God of War who fell on the ring without saying a word.

"Can we announce it?" Gu Ze asked the host with his hands behind his back.

After hearing Gu Ze's words, the host reacted, picked up the microphone and shouted: "According to the rules, if the cold-faced God of War falls to the ground within ten seconds, he will be declared defeated!"

"That's not right. Before the competition, didn't you say there were no rules in the arena?" Gu Ze looked at the host with a playful expression.

The host turned his head away guiltily, ran to the cold-faced God of War, and lay face down on the ground.

"Cold-faced God of War, can you still fight?"

The host shouted three times but got no response from the cold-faced God of War.

"The cold-faced God of War, I'm going to start the countdown now!" The host kicked the cold-faced God of War and waited for a long time before shouting: "Ten..."

"Nine…"

The interval between checking each number made Gu Ze feel like five minutes had passed!

"I advise you to count quickly. After all, the longer you delay, his life will be in danger!"

The host suddenly stopped talking, looked at Zhang Ying hesitantly.

Zhang Ying's face was as gloomy as water, and he said in a cold tone: "Gu Ze wins in this battle!"

"Wow!"

As Zhang Ying's results were announced, the crowd erupted into a tsunami-like sound.

"The invincible cold-faced God of War has been defeated!"

"Oh my god, this is really not a dream!"

"Damn cold-faced god of war, keep my wallet with you!"

"You won this fight, get out of here quickly!" Zhang Ying shouted to Gu Ze.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Gu Ze smiled slightly and said, "I heard that if you win the competition, won't you get money?"

"And we also ask Miss Zhang Ran to fulfill our bet!"

"You..." Zhang Ran's face looked like he had eaten a dead fly when he heard this, and his whole body trembled.

"Gu Ze, don't push yourself too far. If I can let you out of the boxing ring safely, this is already the biggest reward for you!" Zhang Ying couldn't hold back anymore and roared crazily at Gu Ze.

"Is this urgent?" Gu Ze sneered.

"It seems that you, Zhang Ying, are someone you can't afford to play with. This underground boxing market is nothing more than that!"
Chapter completed!