Cultivator Master Reborn To High School

Yue Qun received the message that Yue Fann was coming.    

Yue Qun told Yue Fann where he was.    

After a while, Yue Fann came to Underground Boxing with a few friends and found Yue Qun.    

"A spot for 10,000 yuan, I'll buy it." Yue Fann was generous and bought Yue Qun's seat directly. Seeing Yue Fann was so generous, those people immediately stood up to give up their seats. They didn't want the money for free.    

Yue Fann sat beside Yue Qun.    

"Zhang Haorann isn't here." Yue Fann said to Tao Shi.    

"Fine." Tao Shi regretted, he really wanted to ask Zhang Haorann in person if it was Master Zhang.    

It was almost three o'clock.    

Underground Boxing were packed full of people, and more and more people came to spectate the arena battle that was about to take place.    

Boxer was eager to try it out backstage. A few fighters who were not interested in participating in the Challenge Tournament were watching. Weiss Ben was among them, so he was not interested in participating in the Challenge Tournament.    

However, Weiss Ben was still surprised by Zhang Haorann's bounty of millions of dollars.    

"It's best if I pray that I don't die in the arena." Weiss Ben looked at Zhang Haorann on the stage and saw that he was not afraid at all. Weiss Ben could not help but sneer. He did not think highly of Zhang Haorann and thought that he would be beaten to death by the impulsive fighters in the first round.    

On the big screen at the top of the arena, Zhang Haorann appeared.    

The audience exclaimed.    

"There's no mistake."    

"So young!"    

"This kid is participating in the arena battle, he must be intentionally seeking death."    

"A good ten million dollars and you actually put a bounty on the arena. You're a prodigal son."    

"That's not how the money works. Why don't you give me some? Don't worry about it, one million is more than enough."    

The audience taunted Zhang Haorann and mocked him.    

No one felt that Zhang Haorann could win. Most of the audience thought that Zhang Haorann was wasting his time because he was too young.    

"He's Zhang Haorann." Tao Shi from Xihu Province, after passing through the big screen on the stage, finally saw Zhang Haorann's appearance, "It's just like the rumors said, Master Zhang is very young, but whether Zhang Haorann is Master Zhang or not, he must personally admit it."    

If it really was Master Zhang, then a mere Challenge Tournament would not be a problem. The Master Zhang of the rumors was a big shot who could chop down zombies with his sword and control beasts to fly in the sky!    

"Tao Shi, are you not feeling well?" Wu noticed that Tao Shi was fidgety and thought he was sick.    

"It's fine, it's fine." Tao Shi laughed.    

Three o'clock on time.    

The host loudly shouted. Under the deafening cheers of the audience, Boxer was the first to step up to challenge Zhang Haorann.    

This Boxer was called Ya Sung. His body was not as tall and burly as Weiss Ben's, but it was lean and valiant.    

He was famous in Southeast Asia a few years ago, but because he was injured and retired, he spent a lot of money. Very quickly, he spent all the money he earned, and as he was short on money, he came to Qingwu Town to participate in Underground Boxing to earn money.    

Other than Ya Sung, every person who came here had a different story and reason.    

In any case, when Zhang Haorann placed a bounty of ten million dollars, Ya Sung volunteered to be the first to go onstage and told the others that Boxer didn't have the chance to receive the ten million dollars bounty.    

It was clear how confident Ya Sung was of himself.    

Ya Sung looked down on Zhang Haorann when he saw that his opponent wasn't a practitioner at all. He was as weak as an ordinary high school student.    

"Kid, I must have the ten million dollars." Ya Sung was wearing a Boxer suit. His eyes were fierce and locked firmly on Zhang Haorann.    

Zhang Haorann said, "Let's end the battle quickly."    

"What a quick finish." Ya Sung laughed loudly and dashed towards Zhang Haorann. He raised his hand and made a ferocious and sharp hook punch.    

The audience was silent. They seemed to have expected Zhang Haorann's defeat.    

"I bet that Ya Sung will beat him to death with a single punch!"    

"This is too much, I bet Zhang Haorann will be scared to death!"    

"What the heck? I bet that Zhang Haorann will directly surrender!"    

The audience's words explained everything, with no one optimistic about Zhang Haorann.    

Yue Fann held his breath. Of course, he was on Zhang Haorann's side. Luckily, Yue Fann had seen Zhang Haorann's ability to shatter cups with one finger. Otherwise, Yue Fann definitely wouldn't be able to bear to watch.    

Yue Fann's friends all turned their heads, as if something cruel was about to happen. Only Tao Shi's eyes lit up as he looked excitedly at the stage.    

Thai boxing is a legendary fighting technique. It is a sport famous for its strength and agility.    

The main use of the human body's fist, legs, knees, elbows and limbs as the eight weapons for attack, punches and kicks, knee with elbow power smooth and smooth, the strength shown is extremely abundant, fierce attack power, known as the most powerful martial art.    

Ya Sung had retired after being injured, but his strength was still there. He was also an existence which was often ranked in the top ten of the Underground Boxing competition, and if his condition was good, he could even go up against Weiss Ben.    

Zhang Haorann retreated and dodged Ya Sung's hook fist.    

Ya Sung kicked sideways and aimed at Zhang Haorann's waist!    

With the force exerted by his fists and feet, his attack was the shortest in a straight line. Ya Sung was confident that his kick could easily tear Zhang Haorann's spine apart.    

Zhang Haorann's eyes flashed. Ya Sung's movements were extremely fast for ordinary people, but in front of the Yin Yang Eye, it was as if he was moving slowly.    

"Ya Sung, you're too slow."    

Zhang Haorann did not dodge. Instead, he pushed with his hand and pressed a palm against Ya Sung's knee, easily neutralizing Ya Sung's powerful kick.    

"I want to see how long you can hide." Ya Sung immediately pulled back his leg and punched towards Zhang Haorann's head.    

It had to be said that Ya Sung was very powerful. After being continuously attacked by Zhang Haorann, Ya Sung was still very stable. He expanded his advantage and attacked wave after wave.    

Below the stage, Weiss Ben's eyes lit up. Ya Sung's performance in these few moves was excellent. Even Weiss Ben had to think of a way to avoid Ya Sung's attack the first moment.    

"Stop!"    

Zhang Haorann raised his palm to block it.    

"Still too slow!"    

Zhang Haorann turned his head to the left to avoid Ya Sung's punch.    

"Too slow."    

Zhang Haorann waved his fist. His fist was like the wind. The fierce tiger was coming down the mountain with an overbearing momentum.    

The punch landed directly on Ya Sung's face.    

His speed was faster than Ya Sung's and his strength was greater than Ya Sung's. His momentum was even greater than Ya Sung's!    

"Crack."    

Ya Sung was standing on the stage like a log. His face was half a finger away from Zhang Haorann, and this was because Zhang Haorann was holding back. If he attacked with his full strength, it would be easy for Wu Tie's head to explode.    

Even when Zhang Haorann stopped, Ya Sung's face was already covered in blood.    

His nose was broken, his teeth were broken, and his face was sticky with blood. He didn't look like a human at all.    

Below the stage, Boxer and the others who were watching the fight felt a chill in their hearts. Wu Tie had lost.    

Zhang Haorann had been defending at the beginning, but it only took him 5 seconds to counterattack.    

The change in these five seconds was beyond the audience's expectations.    

The Underground Boxing instantly quietened down.    

"Carry him away. Next."    

Zhang Haorann looked at Boxer, who was below the stage, and said with disdain, "You guys have more than a hundred Boxer, you can go up as many as you want."    

Time was of the essence, Zhang Haorann didn't want to waste it.    

"I'll do it!"    

"Damn it, I'm going to kill him!"    

"I don't want the money. You actually dare to call our people trash."    

"F * ck him!"    

The five Boxer went up on stage. They had different sizes, heights, and different distribution of muscles. Their fighting styles were completely different, including karate experts, taekwondo experts, western fighting experts, and so on.    

"Come up a bit more, I want to save some time." Zhang Haorann said lightly.    

"Looking down on us?"    

The five Boxer rushed towards Zhang Haorann.    

Chopping, chopping, punching, and slapping moves appeared one after another. Zhang Haorann's body was like a rippling stream, dodging movements in the narrow space.    

Every evasion caused the audience to exclaim in surprise. The big screen at the top of the arena clearly showed that Zhang Haorann had almost effortlessly blown away the dust on his body.    

Fighting one against five without losing, he had completely subdued the audience.    

Zhang Haorann struck out with his palm, activating Profound Gold Essence Returning Technique. A huge number of Universe Vital Energy wrapped around his palm.    

"Bang, bang, bang!"    

Like a continuous barrage of cannonballs, Zhang Haorann's body was agile as he attacked continuously. Every palm strike landed on Boxer's chest.    

His black eyes flashed as the Yin Yang Eye appeared. The Universe Vital Energy that was controlling Boxer's chest exploded.    

A fierce power spread from Boxer's chest all the way to his limbs and bones. The five Boxer's bodies trembled and they knelt on the ground.    

Only Zhang Haorann stood there arrogantly.    

The tense confrontation just a moment ago instantly became Zhang Haorann's one man show.    

"So powerful!"    

Yue Qun was amazed. Zhang Haorann had shattered cups with a single finger and was now outnumbered and outnumbered in the ring. He was simply too cool. Even in his dreams, Yue Qun wanted to become such a person.    

Quan Zihao was calm. Master Zhang's performance was nothing compared to what they had seen back then. Zhang Haorann's domineering aura, while riding on the Vicious Beast, was completely incomparable.    

"Maybe he really is Master Zhang." Liu just wanted to finish the Challenge Tournament quickly so that he could pay a visit to Zhang Haorann.    

Zhang Haorann's performance changed the audience's opinion of him.    

"Can Zhang Haorann clear the level?"    

"I only defeated six Boxer. There are still fourteen Boxer left. Zhang Haorann can only complete the Challenge Tournament."    

"Heh, what do you mean 'only defeated six Boxer'? I don't know who said that Zhang Haorann wouldn't last more than five seconds. Now, Zhang Haorann has already defeated six Boxer."    

"Friend, are you deliberately making life difficult for me? "I will f * cking leave it here, it's impossible for Zhang Haorann to clear the level, it's impossible for him!"    

Some of the audience members argued over Zhang Haorann.    

In any case, Zhang Haorann used his performance to convince the audience that he had the potential to clear the level.    

In a corner of the audience stands.    

Miao Yi took his men to watch Zhang Haorann's Challenge Tournament.    

"Brother Yi, this kid can actually beat six people."    

"There are still fourteen Boxer left. In my opinion, Zhang Haorann will eventually lose his physical strength and be beaten to death."    

The underlings fought to be the first to speak.    

Miao Yi said coldly, "He won't be able to clear the level. Don't forget, there's still Weiss Ben."    

It's true, Weiss Ben is the fist king of Underground Boxing and would not allow Zhang Haorann to get the honor of clearing the Challenge Tournament. Why didn't Boxer hold the Challenge Tournament for the past six months? He was afraid that Weiss Ben would take action at the very last moment.    

In Qingwu Town, Weiss Ben was the true fist king. No one dared to provoke his position.