"It's boring to go one by one, let them go together!"

The words came out, and the scene fell into silence.

The host was stunned.

The three judges on the judges were also stunned.

The live broadcast room fell into a brief silence.

But then, the live broadcast room exploded completely.

"Damn it, let's go together? This anchor is a bit awesome!"

"Hiss~, awesome, if the anchor wins, no one dares to say "Douyu leader"?"

"Damn, Maple King not only wants to abuse the stick, but also press them to the ground to rub them?"

Not only the audience, but many boxing clubs were stunned.

Damn! You actually want to play together? Does he know what this concept is? No Chinese dares to play like this in international competitions. Before, the famous foreign player Simon Marcus won 1v2 in the Chinese ring. At that time, no one in the country dared to fight, but in the end he was knocked down three times by the God of Death, which was also considered a famous battle for the God of Death.

And what is Mo Feng going to do? After all, there are four games in total today, and there are three people left. How can I fight? Two fists can't beat four hands!

Crazy! Absolutely crazy!

As for the backstage of the venue, Li Nei's eyes fell into it, his eyes were cold, and his five fingers were squeezed into his palm, looking bloodless.

"Arrogant, be really arrogant, you will definitely pay the price for your arrogance!"

In the office, when Lu Xuan heard Mo Feng's words, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated and he kept beating wildly.

This is too arrogant! But when he thought about it, Lu Xuan smiled, smiling brightly.

Because this battle has already put Mo Feng invincible, Mo Feng punched his opponent with one punch. Even if Mo Feng lost in this battle, he would still be honored even if he lost.

"Haha, it's interesting!" Lu Xuan took the cold coffee at this time, took a sip and smiled endlessly on his face.

Lu Xuan couldn't imagine what kind of sensation it would cause if the news of Douyu anchor and South Korea's 1v3 came out. If you win, you might be shocked. Even if you lose, you will still be honored. Moreover, Mo Feng had already slaughtered his opponent in the first game, and even if you lose, it would be considered Mo Feng's victory.

"Xiao Yu, inform the Internet Department and ask them to write two articles about the victory or defeat immediately. If the results of the game come out, I will see it online immediately." Lu Xuan took the lead and said in a deep voice.

......

On stage, the judges seat.

The middle-aged man's eyes were gloomy and his eyes were thinking. He was beaten by Mo Feng with one punch. If he went up one by one, would he really win?

Perhaps they won't win by bullying the few, but if they are defeated one by one by Mo Feng, they will not only be embarrassed, but even the above will suffer great losses.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man made a decision.

"Mr. Mo, are you sure you want to challenge multiple people at the same time?"

Mo Feng glanced at the judges indifferently and said coldly: "Stop talking nonsense, let's come together!"

"Uh," the middle-aged man looked as if he didn't take him seriously. However, since Mo Feng was looking for death, he didn't mind sending Mo Feng for a ride.

"Everyone, since the person involved has taken the initiative to propose, we naturally cannot refuse." The middle-aged man sneered and raised his hand to shout at everyone.

You should know that 1v3 is not as simple as 111. If the three people add up, regardless of endurance, explosive power, etc., it will reach a peak, and this peak is definitely not something that ordinary people can withstand.

"Okay, let's take a rest for three minutes, and the backstage players are also prepared!"

After saying that, the atmosphere in the venue was depressing.

Of course, the live broadcast room was in full swing, with all kinds of gifts flying. Even Mo Feng's live broadcast room ushered in the latest round of local tyrants, major clothing, sports shoes, sports equipment and other manufacturers. After receiving the news, they rushed over, and the Rockets opened the way without saying a word.

However, as they watched their rockets go down, they didn't even have any waves, and their mouths twitched.

There is no way. If Mo Feng had won the domestic championship before, he was considered a rising star, then now, with his punch, he has become a dazzling superstar and will definitely be a big shot.

At the same time, the popularity of Mo Feng’s live broadcast room has exceeded 300 million!

At the same time, the members of the Douyu Design Team were stunned!

"Mom, save me, this is the rhythm of working overtime until death!"

"Wuwuwuwuwuwu, the 100 million popularity achievement cards have just been completed. This is 300 million. Please stop rising again, and will you let people live?"

"Emmmm, brothers, don't complain. Look at this guy's attention. I think there is a fastest achievement card for attention exceeding five million, Douyu's highest frequency barrage card, Douyu's highest reward card, don't worry, just prepare to order a midnight snack tonight."

"Uh! You're not kidding!!!"

"Don't panic, I haven't seen the girl from the art team opposite, and the brothers from the self-media have left? I guess the art team has to design a lot of posters today, and it will sweep the entire network tomorrow."

......

At this time, three Korean boxers took the stage.

However, this time, the Korean woman did not cheer as before, and no one even said that she took the initiative to come forward and stretched out her hand.

They felt that they couldn't afford to lose this person. Their boxers in international competitions actually had to 3-for-1. Even if they could win, they wouldn't be able to feel a little proud.

On the contrary, a small group of Mo Feng's fans screamed.

There is no red envelope for the live broadcast room this time, but the barrage is full of words like Maple King come on.

Of course, more viewers held their breath and concentrated, as if they were about to face them, and they did not dare to breathe a little.

On the field, Mo Feng glanced at the three of them.

He didn't feel much, or he was still filled with the aura of a king. Even before his death, the king still looked down on the world and looked down on the heroes. Who dared to fight with him?

In terms of endurance power, it is not an exaggeration to say that the nine-minute boxing match is a warm-up.

In terms of combat effectiveness, he was surrounded by enemies and broke out with eight hundred cavalry. He glared at him, and the enemy general Chiquan Hou was so scared that he was several miles away. He led twenty-eight cavalry and killed the generals and flags many times. By the Wujiang River, he abandoned his horse and fought in sprints, and five thousand enemy cavalry, and his only one killed hundreds of enemies.

On strength? Xiang Yu's power to lift the tripod! On experience? The tempering between life and death is a hundred times stronger than boring training.

At this time, the referee stepped forward again, but there was a hint of joke in his eyes when he looked at Mo Feng. One against three, as long as these three are not idiots, they can drag Mo Feng to death. After all, two fists cannot beat four hands, and arrogance is destined to pay the price.

Thinking of this, the referee showed an evil smile, and at the same time, his hand fell down to signal the beginning of the game.

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the venue was solemn.

Countless people held their breath and focused, but no one blinked, for fear of missing a wonderful scene.

In the venue, Xiao Qing looked at Mo Feng on the stage and said hopefully: "Fengzi, you have to come on!"

Jiang Liuying also put his hands together and placed them in front of his chest, silently cheering for Mo Feng.

As for the stage, the four of them had already fisted.
Chapter completed!