273 I Want to Report That Someone Wants to Give Their Head Away!

In the box, everyone was also dumbstruck, feeling a chill run down their backs.

The cruel methods of this Duan Jiangliu were simply appalling!

When Yan Mengtang had obviously lost his combat power, he still kept attacking and even crippled one of his legs.

With the current medical technology, they could help Yan Mengtang reattach his leg.

However, this leg would no longer be able to carry out high-intensity exercises, let alone combat power.

To a martial artist, a lifelong disability was crueler than death.

At the thought of this, everyone was filled with regret.

If they had listened to Ye Feng earlier and ended the competition when Yan Mengtang had the upper hand, not only would Yan Mengtang's face be preserved, but he would also be able to save his face. The reputation of the Chinese martial arts world could also be preserved.

But now, not only had the Chinese martial arts world lost all face, but they had also been humiliated.

Even Yan Mengtang himself had been crippled.

This was really a double loss!

Ye Feng did not show a trace of joy just because his prediction was accurate again.

Even though Yan Mengtang had berated him a few times...

After all, his courage and responsibility were worthy of admiration.

At this moment, seeing Yan Mengtang in such a state...

He immediately felt a sense of sorrow.

At the same time, his hatred for Duan Jiangliu rose again.

He deliberately exhausted Yan Mengtang's physical strength just because he was young.

This in itself was very despicable.

In a situation where the opponent had lost his combat power, he even used such a cruel method to cripple the other party.

This could no longer be described as despicable.

He was simply insane!

Duan Jiangliu stepped on Yan Mengtang and turned to look at the tens of thousands of spectators.

"Sect leader? You're nothing more than this!"

When the live audience saw this, they felt extremely humiliated!

There were three battles today.

China's martial arts world had lost three times in three battles.

One dead and two injured.

Even the highly respected Yan Mengtang had one of his legs crippled.

The battle could be said to be extremely tragic.

They couldn't even win in a tag-team battle.

This time, China's martial arts world had really lost all face.

Even they could not lift their heads.

Duan Jiangliu turned his gaze toward the box. "Is there anyone else who wants to come up and die?"

The people in the room heard his provocation.

They were all dejected.

The strongest geniuses of the younger generation and the strongest experts of the older generation had all been defeated.

This made them feel a deep sense of despair.

Duan Jiangliu had single-handedly swept across the entire Chinese martial arts world.

This was a great humiliation!

However, they didn't have the strength to resist.

Even Xu Jingxin, who was standing aside, felt sullen.

If she had known, she wouldn't have come.

At least, out of sight, out of mind.

Duan Jiangliu waited for a long time, but no one came out.

This made him even more arrogant.

"I didn't expect the Chinese martial arts world to be a bunch of cowards.. I'm just a little karate newbie from Japan and no one dares to stand up for me. Hahaha..."

Everyone in the box remained silent in the face of Duan Jiangliu's provocation.

Ye Feng suddenly walked out. "I will go and meet him."

The crowd immediately glared at him in annoyance.

"You've only been practicing martial arts for less than a month. What are you doing here?"

"That's right. Even a master like Sect Leader Yan was defeated. Aren't you going to die if you go up?"

"With your mediocre skills, you can roll off the stage without even using Duan Jiangliu's hand."

"Mr. Liu, quickly take care of your apprentice. Don't cause us any trouble."

Liu Wenyuan quickly pulled Ye Feng back. "Xiao Feng, don't mess around."

Xu Jingxin, who was standing beside him, also advised, "Just listen to Uncle Liu. You're no match for Duan Jiangliu. It's very dangerous for you to go up."

But Ye Feng was unmoved. "Fighting doesn't need to rely on force, sometimes it also depends on the brain."

Someone was immediately unhappy. "You mean, Sect Leader Yan and the others are brainless?"

Ye Feng glared at that person. "You said it, I didn't say it."

Liu Wenyuan continued to persuade him, "In the arena, fists and feet have no eyes. You've seen the few battles just now. Almost all of them were either dead or injured. This is not the time for you to be in the limelight."

Ye Feng nodded repeatedly. "Master, I understand. But that Duan Jiangliu has gone through three fierce battles, and his strength should be almost exhausted. I can go up and pick up the scraps."

Hearing this, everyone was dumbfounded.

So this was what this kid was planning?

That's right, Duan Jiangliu had passed through the previous three battles.

Even though it ended in a complete victory...

However, it would also consume a lot of physical strength.

He probably only had 30% of his full strength.

This was definitely a good time to pick up a bargain.

If they really took the chance to defeat him...

They would definitely be famous in the martial arts world.

Immediately, many of the younger generation was eager to try.

However, on second thought, they dispelled this idea.

Even if Duan Jiangliu only had 30% of his strength left, they might not be his match, not to mention a layman who had only been practicing martial arts for less than a month.

You still want to pick up scraps?

It was extremely laughable!

Liu Wenyuan tried to persuade him.

But Ye Feng was not going to give him the chance.

He walked out of the private room.

The crowd looked at his back and sneered.

"This guy really wants to be famous so much that he's gone crazy."

"A newbie who has only been practicing Wing Chun for less than a month is challenging Duan Jiangliu. He's really courting death."

"Looks like there's going to be another corpse in the arena today~"

And when the audience saw Ye Feng walking out...

Their already low mood immediately fell to the bottom.

Even a master like Yan Mengtang had lost.

If this young man went up, wouldn't he be sending himself to death?

Therefore, compared to the cheers of the first few players when they came on stage...

When it was Ye Feng's turn, the entire place was silent.

No one had any hope.

There were even some people who booed.

"Hurry up and go down. Don't embarrass yourself."

"If you can't beat him, just admit defeat. That's more decent. There's no need to cling to him."

"That's right. What's the point even if we win in the end by taking turns?"

"I want to report that someone wants to die!"