"Damn it, I should have believed in my own judgment."
Wang Yangjun shook his hands angrily and regretted that he had not believed in his own judgment.
"Yangjun, what are you doing? Don't lose your head. Believe in your own judgment." Xu Yundi also shouted at Wang Yangjun anxiously.
Wang Yangjun gritted his teeth and walked up again to start the second battle.
Seeing Han Sen's fierce punch coming at him again, Wang Yangjun stared at Han Sen's fist. This time, he saw it clearly. Just like the previous punch, he could judge from the barely noticeable details that this punch should be a white punch.
"Boy, you want to play the same trick twice in front of me? You are too inexperienced."
Wang Yangjun stood there straight and stretched out a hand to block Han Sen's punch. "With my experience, it is more than enough to deal with this boy. I only need to believe in my own judgment. Believe in myself …"
Bang!
Han Sen's punch hit Wang Yangjun's hand. Wang Yangjun immediately spun in the air and fell to the ground with a thud.
Black punch!
It turned out to be a black punch!
For a moment, the supporters of St. Germain were silent. Wen Xiuxiu was also stunned and even forgot to continue her commentary. She could not believe that even Wang Yangjun had lost two points in a row. If he lost one more point, Wang Yangjun would be directly swept out of the competition.
In fact, after this punch, Wang Yangjun's psychological defense had been completely broken and he could no longer keep calm.
"Is it a black punch or a white punch?" Wang Yangjun looked at Han Sen's punch coming at him again and could no longer judge with a calm mind.
Bang!
As expected, Wang Yangjun was directly swept out of the competition with a score of three to zero.
And this was only the beginning of the madness. Liu Yunsheng and Ma Changkong, who were next, could not stop Han Sen's crazy performance at all.
Three to zero, it was still three to zero.
Four scores of three to zero. The four members of St. Germain who were said to have the ability to win the competition were all swept out of the competition. The score was four to zero.
The comments of the audience began to go wild.
"Oh my god, who is this guy? He's so f * cking fierce!"
"The Black Fist Emperor is so domineering. Wang Yangjun, Ma Changkong, and Liu Yunsheng are all top 20 black and white boxers in the Military Academy Alliance, but they were all eliminated."
"Ferocious, too ferocious."
"Black Fist Emperor, where did such a terrifying guy come from?"
"Han Sen … this name sounds familiar …"
"What do you mean by a little bit? This is the god of Blackhawk, the spokesperson of SKTS. You don't even know him?"
"F * ck, I just went to the Skynet to search. It's really him."
"Wow, isn't he a warframe player?
Why is black and white boxing so good? "
"This is heaven-defying!"
"Come on! Let St. Germain know the true strength of Blackhawk."
"Crush them!"
"Five consecutive victories, zero Sainthood."
"It's hard to beat Nalan Chengnuo. After all, it's Nalan."
"It's not impossible. Han Sen is so good at black and white boxing that he is qualified to compete with Nalan Chengnuo."
…
Wen Xiuxiu was a little confused. She didn't know what had happened. How could the powerful St. Germain's representative team be defeated by a newcomer?
"Blackhawk will not only win, but win big."
Thinking of what Fang Mingquan had said to her, Wen Xiuxiu felt a little bitter. She felt her face was burning and wanted to find a hole to hide in.
"Nalan Chengnuo, and Nalan Chengnuo, ranked second in the Black and White Boxing League. Except for that person, he has never lost in a one-on-one battle. He can't lose."
Wen Xiuxiu thought of the last player of Saint Germain. It was as if Wen Xiuxiu had grasped the last life-saving straw. Hope rekindled in her heart.
Nalan Chengnuo was the best martial arts student in the history of St. Germain. He had achieved amazing results in all the events of the Ancient Martial Arts League.
Not only in black and white boxing, but also in the top three of almost every event. He was also ranked second in the Ancient Martial Arts League. He was so strong that he did not look like a military school student.
His fame in the Military Academy would definitely not be lower than that of the top ten Divine Children, or even higher.
"Nalan, you have to win this game."
Xu Yundi's face was livid, and his tone was dignified. He did not have the confidence he had before the game started.
Nalan nodded slightly and walked straight to the holographic device.
Wang Yangjun and the others watched the live broadcast nervously. They found it hard to believe that Blackhawk had suddenly become so strong and found such a formidable newcomer.
"Hello, I am Nalan."
Standing in front of Han Sen, Nalan Chengnuo greeted him in a friendly manner. His ID was Nalan.
"Hello, I am the Black Fist Emperor. If you think it's too much trouble, you can call me Emperor," Han Sen said with a smile.
Chen Ling was watching the live broadcast, her palms sweating with excitement. She knew that Han Sen was strong, but she did not expect him to be this strong.
He had single-handedly defeated four players from St. Germain, a veteran team. His strength was about to break through the heavens.
Even so, Chen Ling was still nervous. After all, Han Sen was going to face Nalan, who was already a legend in the Ancient Martial Arts League. In terms of individual strength, except for the monster from the Alliance Central Military Academy, Nalan had never been defeated before.
Especially in black and white boxing, even the monster from the Alliance Central Military Academy beat him by one point with a score of 3: 2 before he was eliminated.
According to a famous black and white boxing expert, Nalan Chengnuo's mind was pure, and he seemed to have the ability to see through illusions. Any disguise seemed to be useless in front of him, so it was almost impossible to fool him with black and white boxing.
And Han Sen was obviously very good at deception. In theory, Nalan Chengnuo was undoubtedly Han Sen's nemesis, so Chen Ling was very worried.
"Lili, can he beat Nalan?" Ji Yanran asked nervously, holding Lili's arm.
Although she did not pay much attention to the Ancient Martial Arts League, Nalan Chengnuo was so famous that even she had heard a lot about him.
Although Ji Yanran believed in Han Sen's strength, she was still nervous, her palms sweating.
"It's hard to say. If his opponent was someone else, he would definitely win, but his opponent is Nalan Chengnuo …" Qu Lili was also hesitant.
"What's wrong with Nalan Chengnuo? Nalan Chengnuo will definitely win," Lao Shi yelled on the side.
"Nalan Chengnuo is my destined enemy. No one can beat him before I beat him," Zhang Yang said matter-of-factly.
Lu Meng smiled and said, "Don't worry, Nalan Chengnuo will not lose."
Ji Yanran blushed at being called "sister-in-law", but after the three of them teased each other, she felt a lot better.