Schroeder looked at Ye Kuan. Ye Kuan kept magnifying Xuelang's eyes in front of the screen, then nodded and said:

"When I was in the primeval forest or desert, I often looked at cheetahs, lions, tigers, and cobras, and confirmed that the snow wolf had a pair of hunter eyes, absolutely calm, and absolutely kingly wind, he would never lose."

"Just look at the eyes?" Schroeder was a little suspicious:

"The madman Alan hunted the black bear alone, and he and the snow wolf, Alan is the hunter."

Ye Kuan said nothing, and the antelope was led in by the staff.

The antelope sat next to Ye Kuan, who patted his shoulder.

"Antelope?" Schroeder looked at the thin antelope, thinking that the antelope could actually defeat Adid, and he couldn't help but have some doubts about Yamamoto Zhixiao.

Yamamoto Zhixiao looked at the antelope, then Schroeder, and said:

"His Excellency Schroeder, don't doubt that the kung fu in the Dragon Kingdom is not something you and I can imagine."

Schroeder no longer paid attention to Yamamoto Zhixiao because the game had already begun.

The madman Alan is 1.86 meters tall, not much taller than the snow wolf of 1.77 meters tall, but his strong muscles and the bloody aura he has tempered in hundreds of games are absolutely unpretentious.

The match ringtone rang, and the referee had already signaled to start, but the madman Alan stood still, and the snow wolf on the opposite side was still motionless, and there was no expression on his face.

Half a minute later, there were already swearing sounds from the audience. Although not everyone dared to question the fairness of the game like Schroeder, today's game was stranger and strange, but it was a fact.

The referee stood in a corner of the ring and heard the insults from the audience. As a master of black boxing, he retired as a referee, but he knew that this kind of game was based on protecting himself. After all, the black boxing fighter was extremely crazy and suddenly started to kill the referee.

Looking at the legendary madman Alan, the referee still chose to stand near the side of the snow wolf and blew the whistle, shouted loudly again, and then avoided from afar.

Xuelang didn't look at the referee to avoid giving the madman Alan a chance. However, in the face of the insults and the referee's whistle, he didn't seem to be used to this kind of occasion. He habitually touched his short hair and then walked towards Alan step by step.

Xuelang walked very steadily, like a gentleman greeting his distinguished guest. The distance between the two was only about two meters, three or four steps, so Xuelang stood in front of Alan. The madman Alan looked at Xuelang without charging strength and not attacking, as if he was very surprised, and couldn't help but give a thumbs up to Xuelang.

Snow Wolf has always been very calm. As long as Alan doesn't take action, Snow Wolf will definitely take action. This also makes Alan feel an unprecedented weirdness.

The insults became louder and louder, Yamamoto Zhixiao's face changed and he gave a few instructions to the staff.

A staff member holding an ak47 walked to the ring and opened it to the high ceiling. Regardless of whether it would hurt you, he said to the ring:

"Start the competition!"

Alan looked at the snow wolf who was so close to her, roared and punched without hesitation.

Of course, he could not hit Xuelang if he punched. Xuelang avoided, Alan continued to punch, and Xuelang would dodge again.

Alan made his feet, which was the famous "tooth axe foot". He also used this trick to kill Anthony Marcus in seconds. The meaning of tooth axe means that it can be like a tooth axe, or even cut a car.

However, the snow wolf's speed was faster than the antelope. Whether it was the fist or the tomahawk's feet, the snow wolf avoided it extremely steadily, making the madman Alan's attack useless.

Alan was very collapsed. This was the most abnormal game he had ever played. As a boxer who only knows how to avoid and not attack, he was unique in the black boxing arena.

The insults are getting louder and louder, while the snow wolf only knows how to dodge and never attack. Because of the reason for not attacking, it saves physical strength and even feels more and more at ease when hiding.

Yamamoto Zhixiao cursed and said:

"Is this going to implement the fact that I cheated today? Which consortium introduced this snow wolf?"

"It's Mitsui Co., Ltd." said the staff member:

"For this reason, they paid a deposit of 5 billion yuan. However, just now, Mitsui Group won two consecutive games. The first game was Snow Wolf and instantly killed Joyce, and the second game was Antelope and instantly killed Adida. They all received dozens of times the return, but their bets were not high. The first game was 100 million, fifty times the return, and the second game was 200 million, 30 times the return.

After two games, they earned more than 10 billion today."

Yamamoto Daiyoshi gritted his teeth and said:

"It's the Mitsui family again, **!"

Schroeder looked at Yamamoto Daiyoshi and asked with a sneer:

"Is Yamamoto-kun having a holiday with the Mitsui family?"

"Haha, I lost to them in a bet some time ago," Yamamoto Daiyoshi said:

"I didn't expect that they would hit here, which is really hateful. But the madman Alan looked just average and didn't look powerful."

Ye Kuan smiled:

"Yamamoto, this is a very profound question. Do you know why Alan always defeats his opponent with his opponent's unique skills?"

After all, Yamamoto Daiyi is not a master of kung fu, so he shook his head.

"From this battle, Alan's era has ended, because all his secrets have been exposed in this game, and he is no longer a lunatic who wins every battle."

When Schroeder heard Ye Kuan say this, he was a little curious and pulled the heavy chair closer to Ye Kuan and said:

"Your God of Killing, tell me, what's going on with Alan?"

Ye Kuan smiled slightly:

"If I guess correctly, Alan must have been a few super expert coaches when he was training since he was a child, and he kept attacking and then let Alan defend and counterattack. Then Alan had to deal with several coaches at the same time until he could defeat several coaches.

So since he was a child, he developed a fighting habit, taking action based on his opponent's actions and counterattacking based on his advantages. The more he did this, the more he felt accomplished and the stronger his combat effectiveness was.

This habit has penetrated into his bone marrow. For Black Fist battle, anyone hopes to resolve the battle as soon as possible, hoping to hit a single blow, so Alan is invincible in the Black Fist are related to the cruel training he received when he was a child.

So Xuelang didn't fight back, and then he suddenly didn't know how to fight. If you look closely, the madman couldn't even master the rhythm of the battle, and it was like a junior player conducting basic training.

It was like a guest who was suddenly called by the host to be responsible for the reception, but he neither knew the guest nor the relationship between the other party and the host. He was completely in a state of ignorance. He was destined to be unable to win this game."

Yamamoto Zhixiao ordered the staff to retrieve the training records of the madman Alan when he was a child, and then said to Ye Kuan:

"Even as you said, how did Snow Wolf know Alan's fatal shortcomings, and how did he ensure that he would not be hit by Alan?"

Ye Kuan shook his head:

"This is just my preliminary judgment. Snow Wolf naturally won't think the same way I do, but in my opinion, the reason why Snow Wolf doesn't take action does not care is because he believes in his own strength and believes that Alan has no choice but to do anything to him.

If another person is replaced, such as Adid or Joyce, even if they tell him this secret, they will not dare to duel with Alan like this. After all, as long as Alan succeeds or is hit by Alan, they will be destined to be on the verge of death.

Therefore, only a master like Xuelang dares to deal with Alan without changing things and easily and ease with him.

But after this battle, all the black fist fighters saw this tactic and fatal weakness of Alan's game. As long as the speed and endurance are strong, Alan will no longer be the king of the ring."

At this time, the staff opened another big screen, and some top-secret information about the madman Alan when he was a child was displayed.

"As soon as the Lord Killing God said, Alan has been taking turns to attack by more than a dozen coaches since she was a child. At most, she had to face about ten people at the same time, which formed an extremely clever conditioned reflex, and even used her own way to cure her body in a short period of time." Schroeder said:

"Your God of Killing, if the opponent of the madman Alan is you, will you dare to use this strategy to deal with Alan?"

Ye Kuan thought about it and shook his head:

"I am also a bystander. I was very happy after watching the two-minute game, so I had some conjectures about Alan.

What Your Excellency Schroeder said just now makes sense. Real combat leads to true knowledge. I am not a boxer, but a mercenary. I may face life and death hundreds of times a day, and only then can I have a great understanding between life and death.

Alan has faced more than a dozen coaches since she was a child. After all, she is not a real enemy. What I face every day may be dozens or hundreds of enemies. Any mistake in judgment will be a disaster.

If it were me, I would have to attack at the beginning. After all, if I don’t attack, I will be even more unaware of the craziness’s background. Only by attacking can I find the opponent’s weakness, or win with strength and speed.”

Schroeder laughed:

"Mr. Killing God, what you mean is that this Blood Wolf is actually more calmer and more confident in yourself than you, right?"

Ye Kuan did not answer Schroeder's question, but said:

"Alan has lost the initiative in the ring, and more than 20 years of training habits and muscle memory have penetrated into his bones. So when his weaknesses are exposed, his career in the ring is about to end."

At this time, the phone rang again. Yamamoto Zhixiao answered the phone, said a few words, and laughed:

"Mr. Killing God, Your Excellency Schroder, the crazy man's agent called and asked for a draw in this game. Haha, it's ridiculous to treat me, Yamamoto Zhixiao, as a businessman who can be bought at will."

On the ring, Alan kept attacking, but facing Xuelang, he no longer knew how to attack. All the moves and the kung fu he learned from dozens of coaches when he was a child were used one by one, but Xuelang kept dodging quickly, making Alan feel that every punch hit the cotton and every kick was kicked in the air.

In the room, a rich man who ranked in the top dozens of underground world wealth list, also Alan's agent, angrily shouted swear words, then threw the cigar in his hand into the ashtray, and looked at Xuelang's face painted with oil paint, and was angry and a little happy. After all, with the guidance of an expert in this game, he not only won't lose money, but also won tens of billions.
Chapter completed!