Chapter 314: On the stage

Seeing that Wu Fan had obviously been thinking for a long time, rather than being excited for a moment, Wang Ziming could not stop him, so he could only say: "Then be careful. If you are defeated, surrender. There is nothing shameful about it."

"Yeah." Wu Fan nodded.

Then, Wu Fan walked out of the private room and went straight to the ring.

Wu Fan's appearance caused a sensation at the scene.

It was not too long since the last match between Wu Fan and Naichai, and many people at the scene were also spectators of the match that night. Naichai performed bravely, but Wu Fan easily KOed the opponent, and even caused many people to lose money. Therefore, many people were impressed by Wu Fan. When they saw Wu Fan appear at this moment, they recognized him instantly.

Basong has been here for several days, and his performance is more brave than Naichai at the beginning. He specifically challenged Wu Fan to avenge his apprentice, which made many people at the scene look forward to this revenge battle.

However, Wu Fan has not appeared in the past few days, which makes people who are looking forward to this battle very disappointed. Many people speculate that Wu Fan is afraid to show up because he sees that Basong is too strong. If it were them, they would probably make the same choice.

Just when everyone thought that this revenge battle could not be started, Wu Fan suddenly appeared, which shocked everyone at the scene and excited them one after another.

The duel between the two powerful masters is enough to stimulate everyone's nerves, not to mention that Basong came with the intention of revenge, so the upcoming battle will inevitably be quite intense.

Basong also saw the reaction of the people at the scene. Following the gaze of the crowd, he saw Wu Fan walking towards the ring slowly.

Basong did not know Wu Fan, but seeing the intense reaction of the people at the scene, he knew in his heart that the person must be extraordinary.

"Who are you?" Basong asked after Wu Fan got on the ring.

"Haven't you been looking for me? Now I'm standing in front of you, and you don't let me know?" Wu Fan asked back.

"You are Wu Fan?!" Basong's eyes suddenly became fierce, like a tiger that was ready to bite, staring at Wu Fan, waiting for his answer.

"Yes." Facing Basong's strong aggressive eyes, Wu Fan's expression did not change at all: "I heard that you have been looking for me to fight?"

"Yes!" Basong saw that Wu Fan admitted his identity, and the aura he exuded became more dangerous: "You injured my apprentice and ruined his cultivation. I want you to pay the price."

"Oh? What price?" Wu Fan asked back indifferently.

"Kill you!" Basong's momentum continued to soar, and two eyes shot towards Wu Fan like substance, and the murderous aura on his body seemed to solidify.

This really wanted to kill Wu Fan.

"Kill me?" Wu Fan was not only not scared, but also smiled: "That depends on whether you have the ability! Your apprentice is a waste, and those who can teach a waste apprentice must also be waste!"

"You are looking for death!" Basong said in a grim tone.

"It's still unclear who is looking for death." Wu Fan said, "Since you want to fight, I will fight with you. I hope you won't be as weak as your apprentice."

Bassoon stared at Wu Fan intently. When he thought of his beloved apprentice being beaten like that by Wu Fan, he was filled with anger and wanted to tear Wu Fan to pieces right now.

At this time, the staff of the club went up to the ring and signed a life and death agreement for both parties. Both Wu Fan and Basong signed their names without any hesitation.

Both sides began to warm up, and the audience began to bet according to their own judgment.

"Who do you think will win?"

"That big-nosed Basong, he's really strong after watching the games these days!"

"I think Wu Fan is not weak either, he easily defeated Naichai last time."

"Naichai is just Basong's apprentice, he's obviously much weaker than Basong, Wu Fan can beat Naichai, but it doesn't mean he can beat Naichai."

"I think so too, although I really want Wu Fan to win and teach that arrogant Basong a lesson, but Basong's strength is not exaggerated, how many masters has he defeated in the past few days? Wu Fan will not be his opponent, I bet 50,000 on Basong to win!"

"What you said makes some sense, but I still I think Wu Fan can win. You see, he is not weak in the face of Basong. He should be more or less confident. "

"What's the use of being strong? Which of the opponents Basong fought before was weak? Didn't they all get knocked out easily by Basong? Wu Fan is so young and certainly not as experienced as Basong. I also bet on Basong to win!"

"This... I still bet on Wu Fan. I hope he can beat that arrogant elephant countryman."

Everyone at the scene has their own judgment. Some think Basong will win, while others think Wu Fan may have a chance. They all have their own reasons and basis.

However, in general, most people bet on Basong to win, and only a small number of people choose to believe that Wu Fan can win.

After all, Basong has defeated more than 20 masters in the past few days. Those masters have proved themselves on the ring, but they are not Basong's opponents. It can be seen that Basong is very strong.

Wu Fan had only fought one match in the ring before, and although he won easily, there was not much convincing data after all. The chance of a match was very large, and it could not be used as a reference. Moreover, Wu Fan was still so young and had a disadvantage in terms of experience. In addition, the odds offered by the club were higher for Wu Fan to win, and they obviously did not think highly of Wu Fan either. Therefore, many people did not believe that Wu Fan could win.

"I bet 10 million that Wu Fan would win!" Wang Ziming said to Ding Yun in the private room.

"Okay, Mr. Wang." This time Ding Yun did not persuade Wang Ziming to think about it more, because he knew that the decision made by Wang Ziming would not be changed.

"Ding Yun, you'd better hope that Wu Fan would not have any accidents, otherwise, I will smash your place!" Wang Ziming said lightly.

Wang Ziming actually did not have much confidence in Wu Fan. He had watched several matches of Basong and knew that Basong was a powerful figure. It was very dangerous for Wu Fan to play against him.

"This..." Ding Yun had a bitter face and did not know what to say.

When Wu Fan took the initiative to fight, Ding Yun was still a little happy in his heart. No matter whether Wu Fan won or lost this game, Bassong would leave here, and the troubles of their club would be solved, which was a good thing for their club.

However, Wang Ziming's words now made Ding Yun worried. If something really happened to Wu Fan, Wang Ziming would definitely do what he said. It seemed that he still underestimated how much Wang Ziming valued Wu Fan.