Beautiful CEO's Evil Magic Doctor

As Zhang San spoke, he slowly took off his shirt, revealing all the tendons and flesh on his body.    

    

"Since no one dares to go up, I'll play with you."    

    

As he spoke, he snorted and held onto the stage with one hand before leaping up and standing in front of Ye Tian.    

    

When the audience saw this, they broke out into a flurry of discussion:    

    

"Zhang San is already here. I'm afraid this kid won't be able to return!"    

    

"That's right! Zhang San is famous for not holding back his life. In my opinion, this kid is really unlucky to actually meet Zhang San. "    

    

"Heh, that might not be the case. Didn't you hear what Zhang San said just now? That person is hiding his strength. A person who can win nine times in a row is not weak at all."    

    

"That's Zhang San. If it was anyone else, they might have had a chance of winning. However, Zhang San has not lost a single battle in the underground boxing ring. All the people who fought him are no longer in this world."    

    

"…"    

    

The audience below the stage kept on talking, while Ye Tian scratched his ears in disdain.    

    

How noisy!    

    

Since it was so powerful, why didn't he feel any inner strength at all?    

    

He was just a boorish fellow who hadn't even touched inner strength!    

    

Zhang San looked at Ye Tian's indifferent expression and could not help but be annoyed.    

    

"Brat, let me remind you, it's fine if you want to act with them, but if you want to fight with me, you'd better use all of your strength. Otherwise, I fear that if I'm not careful, you'll die!"    

    

You dare to look down on me? Today, I will let you know what a fist is!    

    

In this underground boxing arena, there was no one that he, Zhang San, could not defeat!    

    

Ye Tian clicked his tongue and sneered, "What are you blabbering about? If you want to fight, go ahead!"    

    

He didn't even have inner strength, so how could he make him use his full strength?    

    

What a joke!    

    

If this was known, where would he put his face?    

    

To go all out against a person without any inner strength, it would be a joke if those who knew how to do it knew about it!    

    

Ye Tian had one hand behind his back. The other hand was hanging down naturally. His feet were slightly spread apart and were about the same width as his shoulders.    

    

He crooked his finger. "Go on, I'm in a hurry!"    

    

It was already nine o'clock in the morning, so he had to get rid of Zhou Qianqian as soon as possible. Otherwise, Zhou Qianqian might be in danger!    

    

Zhang San clenched his fists, tilted his head, and let out a few crackling sounds.    

    

"Brat, you're courting death!"    

    

With a loud shout, he rushed forward.    

    

Ye Feng narrowed his eyes and looked at the incoming fist.    

    

In his eyes, the fist wind in the air was like a slow motion picture in a movie. The surrounding air was distorted by his fist wind.    

    

Only an expert in external strength could have such power!    

    

Looks like this kid isn't simple either!    

    

More than half of the audience was already covering their eyes.    

    

It's over, it's over. That kid didn't even dodge!    

    

He would probably be killed with a single punch.    

    

With Zhang San's strength, his punch had exerted all of his strength, and his speed was once again as fast as a skyfire meteor.    

    

This time, blood would be spilled on the spot again!    

    

However, when his fist was within a millimeter of Ye Tian, his feet slightly moved and his body leaned to the side, easily dodging the punch.    

    

Due to Zhang San overexerting his strength and not being able to hit Ye Tian, his body also charged over due to gravity.    

    

"Bam!"    

    

The people below the stage looked at each other, staring at the scene on the stage with some doubt in their eyes.    

    

Zhang San actually fell to the ground!    

    

This was something that had never happened before in the underground boxing ring. If this was known, how could he continue to be in the circle!    

    

This was too embarrassing!    

    

"Puff …"    

    

Some of the people in the audience could not hold back their laughter. They hurriedly held back their laughter, afraid that they would be targeted by Zhang San.    

    

Zhang San hissed and slowly stood up with one hand holding on to his arm.    

    

Looking back at Ye Tian, he gritted his teeth and said: "Brat, you dare to tease me! "You're courting death!"    

    

He swung his fist again.    

    

However, Ye Tian still easily dodged it.    

    

Zhang San was not convinced and threw a few more punches, but Ye Tian still managed to dodge the punches.    

    

After a few rounds, he was already tired to the point of gasping for breath.    

    

Looking at Ye Tian's calm and composed expression, he felt even more infuriated.    

    

Good boy, you actually dare to take me, Zhang San, as a monkey.    

    

Otherwise, how am I supposed to survive in the future?!    

    

Ye Tian looked at Zhang San and shook his head helplessly.    

    

"I'm too lazy to continue playing with you. I'll give you two options. One is to be defeated by me, and two is to go down by yourself."    

    

He had to finish the battle quickly, otherwise, he wouldn't be able to save Zhou Qianqian if he was late.    

    

Zhang San sneered, "Once I enter the arena, life and death are intertwined. Even if I, Zhang San were to be beaten to death, I wouldn't admit defeat. Besides, you can't even hurt me right now, right?"    

    

He clenched his right fist and charged forward.    

    

A crafty look flashed in his eyes as he lightly snorted.    

    

Kid, today I will make you unable to return!    

    

Just as his fist was about to reach the other party, his left hand suddenly swung out.    

    

At a place invisible to the audience, a silver needle quickly flew towards Ye Tian.    

    

Ye Tian narrowed his eyes. The bottom of his eyes gradually filled with hostility.    

    

He actually dared to use a concealed weapon!    

    

Furthermore, he did not need to examine the needle to be able to sense the lethal poison on it.    

    

He just did not expect Zhang San to use such a despicable method.    

    

In the blink of an eye, the silver needle arrived.    

    

Ye Tian's palm was full of luck. With a slight raise of his hand, the silver needle turned around.    

    

He snorted lightly, and concentrated the Genuine Qi in his palm. In that instant, the silver needle flew towards Zhang San as if it was pierced by a thread.    

    

Since you like using concealed weapons so much, then let yourself experience the taste of this poison often!    

    

Before Zhang San could react, the silver needle had already pierced into his Tan Zhong Acupuncture Point.    

    

His pupils abruptly constricted, and his body fell stiffly towards the floor.    

    

"Bam!"    

    

The people below the stage looked at Zhang San falling to the ground, as if they had no intention of getting up.    

    

Ye Zichen looked at the ceiling in shock. He was unsure if he fainted or if he died.    

    

But without a doubt, the rookie opposite of him had won!    

    

Another ten consecutive victories appeared!    

    

Ye Tian looked at Zhang San, who was lying on the ground, as the corner of his mouth unconsciously raised.    

    

He had probably done quite a few things with his hidden weapons in the past, otherwise how could he be so adept at it?    

    

A person walked up from the backstage. He was dressed in Tang suit, and his triangular eyes were like a mouse, carrying a sinister look.    

    

He stood beside Ye Tian and said in a low voice, "Sir, let's talk."    

    

Ye Tian looked back at him and nodded after a while.    

    

He wondered if Zhou Qianqian would be in the underground boxing ring.    

    

Following the man to the backstage, they entered an airtight room.    

    

One of the walls in the room played the match outside.    

    

The images from various angles were pieced together, allowing one to see every little movement of the fighter.    

    

They probably saw Zhang San use his concealed weapon just now.    

    

The man stood with his hands behind his back and looked at Ye Tian with a puzzled expression.    

    

Just now, he could clearly see that this person's skill was extraordinary.    

    

It might even be above him.    

    

Especially when the silver needles turned around, even he, who had already reached the inner strength realm, couldn't do it.    

    

"Sir, are you interested in joining our Weiloong Hotel?"    

    

If they could pull him to the underground boxing ring, then no matter how many fighters there would be, they would be able to get him out of the casino and let the audience buy the results.    

    

As long as this kid was here, whatever the outcome of the competition was, it would all be under their control!    

    

Ye Tian looked around and softly said: "It's not impossible if you want me to join you guys. At the very least, you have to let me see the strength of your Weiloong Hotel."