Noble Husband At the Door (Antonio) novel Chapter 1697

"What else can you do besides hiding?"

Yan Bingfeng, who was furious, roared at Samuel because he knew that if he went on like this, he would be at the mercy of Samuel. So he had to stimulate Samuel to fight back. Only in this way could he find a chance to win.

Yan Bingfeng's dissatisfied voice was immediately recognized by the fans in the audience.

After all, many people on the stand were fans of Yan Bingfeng. They could not bear to see Yan Bingfeng suffer this kind of grievance, so they immediately shouted at Samuel.

"What a good-for-nothing! You actually fight back."

"Go back and forth and hide. It's better to go home and find your mother. It's a waste of our time."

"This is a competition, not a game of hiding. Little thing, do you have some real skills?"

Countless people in the stands began to ridicule Samuel.

Yang Wanlin was very puzzled at this time. Samuel could end the game in a very short time, why did he waste time and cause so many curses? Could he really not beat Yan Bingfeng?

It was impossible. Although Yan Bingfeng was powerful, in Yang Wanlin’s opinion, there was still a huge gap between him and Samuel.

"You don't have to worry. Samuel is just destroying Yan Bingfeng’s confidence. He not only wants Yan Bingfeng to lose the game, but he also wants Yan Bingfeng to fall down from then on." At this time, a familiar voice suddenly came to his ears.

When Yang Wanlin turned his head, he was shocked to discover that it was Song Yun!

As Yang Bin's bodyguard, Song Yun almost never left Yang Bin's side.

"Since he's here, does the patriarch also come?"

Seeing Yang Wanlin looking around, Song Yun knew what he was looking at and said, "The patriarch didn't come. I was just curious, so I came to see Samuel’s performance."

"Grandpa Song, do you think Samuel will win?" Yang Wanlin asked.

"Haha, it's just a game of cats catching mice. Now cats are just playing with mice," Song Yun said with a smile. From the beginning, he had seen the gap between Yan Bingfeng and Samuel. They were not at the same level at all. Moreover, Samuel was an expert at the Heaven- level in Tianqi. How could he not win Yan Bingfeng?

"Is Samuel a cat?" Yang Wanlin continued to ask.

"Not bad."

With such an answer, Yang Wanlin no longer felt so nervous.

On the ring, Yan Bingfeng's eyes were filled with anger. He should have been in charge of the battle, but now he was led by Samuel's nose. This feeling made him very angry. He had lost his mind. He could not perceive that he was no match for Samuel. "I didn’t fight back because I just want to give you more chances. Since you don't want to waste time, I will help you." Samuel stood still and said faintly.

"You’re a good-for-nothing. Do you dare not to avoid me?" Yan Bingfeng gnashed his teeth and said.

"Of course." Samuel said.

Yan Bingfeng's expression became ferocious. As long as Samuel did not dodge, he was confident that he could make Samuel fall to the ground with one punch.

"Good-for-nothing, that's what you said." Yan Bingfeng bent his body and gathered his strength to launch a punch. This punch was definitely a punch he made with all his strength.

Samuel remained standing where he was. There was no sign that he was trying to escape.

Yan Bingfeng grinned grimly. As long as Samuel was hit by this punch, it meant that he would win the game.

Peng!

The collision between the fist and the body made a muffled sound.

When the audience finally received Yan Bingfeng's deadly heavy punch, all of them burst out with warm cheers. In their opinion, this punch could definitely make Samuel fall, and the idol in their hearts would once again show the prestige of a strong person.

But...

"No, no, it's his legs."

"How could it be legs? I clearly saw that he punched Yan Bingfeng out of the ring."

"He was kicked out. I saw it with my own eyes."

No one present had really seen clearly how Samuel had attacked. Hence, everyone had their own opinions on whether Samuel had thrown a punch or kicked. Moreover, no one submitted to the other. They quickly began to argue.

All the people in the Heaven and Earth Martial Arts House were shocked, because this ending was beyond anyone's imagination except for the owner. After all, their First Senior Brother was a key figure to win the championship. How could he lose to a little kid in the second round of the preliminary contest?

Although they didn't want to admit it, the fact was already in front of them. Yan Bingfeng was indeed in a coma outside the ring.

"Eldest Brother... lost! Did he lose?"

"Master, Eldest Brother actually lost."

The disciples looked like they were in pain. They did not want to accept this outcome.

However, the owner's expression was very calm, because this ending was within his expectations. Moreover, he also knew that even if Van Bingfeng did not underestimate Samuel, he would not be a match for him. This was an absolute gap in strength. From the moment Van Bingfeng stepped onto the arena, his ending had already been determined.

"What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and carry Eldest Martial Brother away." The owner instructed the disciples.

Everyone in the audience was still confused. It was not until Van Bingfeng, who was in a coma, was carried away by the people from the Heaven and Earth Martial Arts House that they came to their senses and understood what had happened.

"How could this be? Yan Bingfeng lost!"

"My idol, how could he possibly lose the match?"

"No, it's impossible. I don't accept this result. It must be this guy's dirty trick. I want the management of the Martial Grand Meeting to thoroughly investigate this matter!"