"What!?"
"wtf?"
"What Zhang Weili said is that the battle is resolved in three seconds. Is she kidding?"
"she just is a joker!"
The audience inside and outside the venue, at home and abroad, were all shocked.
I have seen people talk so loudly, but I have never seen anyone talk so loudly. The most arrogant talker only talked for one minute to resolve the battle. What's more, Zhang Weili has never been such an arrogant person?
"What happened?"
"Did you get provoked by that ghost girl off the court?"
Chinese people subconsciously thought that Zhang Weili became anxious after being bullied.
"No, Welly, calm down, you've fallen into your opponent's trap like this!"
"The game will only remember the winner. Willy calm down and play hard, as long as she wins!"
"Where's the coach? Please give me some advice!"
While domestic audiences are full of worries, foreign audiences are basically divided into two groups.
"Cool! Zhang's move is so cool!"
"That's it, crush her to pieces! Attack her from the beginning and KO her!"
"She is a clown. Three seconds. Why didn't she say it for one second?"
"Chinese people are all big talkers."
"I want to see what she can do in three seconds. I guess she can't even touch Misha."
Zhang Weili's opponent Misha certainly didn't believe her words, but it was only for three seconds, and she would also be cautious at the beginning.
The person in charge of the UFC field speculated that Zhang Weili was venting her dissatisfaction, but...
Let's vent. Anyway, as long as this game is played normally, it will be fine, and...
Zhang Weili is older, and Misha is not only young, but also a Latino lighthouse, who happens to be the best candidate for the new boxing champion.
The person in charge also hopes that if Zhang Weili's mentality is unstable and she loses to Misha, not only will the handover of the old and new boxing champions be completed, but there will be no need to offend the Golden Bay Entertainment Group on such a trivial matter.
Perfect!
On the other side, people from the Golden Bay Entertainment Group were also present. Kirk Crona looked at Zhang Weili on the stage coldly, with a gloomy look in his eyes.
"She is provoking. Let me investigate her schedule and the people around her."
"Yes!" The gorgeous woman next to him nodded coldly, her cold eyes scanning the coaching staff on Zhang Weili's side in the front row.
…
In any case, Zhang Weili's words heated up the atmosphere again.
"Up! Up! Up!"
"Fuck her to pieces! Fuck her to pieces!"
"when!"
A bell rings and the game begins.
Misha put her shoulders back and her back, protecting her chin with her hands, taking half a step back with one foot in front and one behind. While protecting herself, she was also ready for a lightning counterattack at any time.
Zhang Weili, on the other hand, laughed ferociously and flew forward regardless.
only……
It's so fast!
Misha only felt a flash in front of her eyes, and the red figure of her opponent was in front of her eyes.
"wtf!"
Misha panicked, and while subconsciously retreating, she punched out with her left fist, intending to force Zhang Weili back.
However, Zhang Weili casually suppressed Misha's left fist, and at the same time, her right fist was rounded and touched Misha's face.
"boom!"
The radio equipment at the scene captured the sound of the blow, and the high-speed camera also captured the deformation of Misha's cheek under the punch.
The next moment, Misha felt her vision go dark. Driven by the power of the punch, her body turned half a circle, then turned over and fell to the ground.
His eyes were closed tightly and he fell into coma.
"ko!"
"oh my god!"
"Zhang Weili punched! Misha fell!"
"One punch, really only one punch, Zhang Weili wins, let's see the time!"
"1.33 seconds, hell, from the start of the game to the time Misha fell to the ground, only 1.33 seconds passed. God, it's unbelievable!"
The referee who confirmed that Misha could not continue the game declared Zhang Weili the winner, and the scene exploded.
"It really takes three seconds to resolve the battle!"
"Welly is mighty!"
"That's awesome!"
"Fighting Queen!"
"Defending the title again! Zhang Weili once again defended the gold belt, and she defended the title in a crushing state. With her current state, she can definitely dominate this level of the ring for another five years!"
"What just happened?"
"Why the hell am I just going to lower my head and eat a potato chip and the game is over?"
"I was even worse, so I just blinked..."
"Ah, I can only watch the replay. God, let me go back to just now. I will never look at my phone like that!"
All this happened so fast, it definitely set the record for the fastest KO in the UFC and even the unrestricted mixed martial arts world.
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Zhang Weili looked ferocious and waved her fist fiercely in the direction of the person in charge in the audience.
The person in charge shrugged, not caring, and even smiled at Zhang Weili, then picked up the gold belt on the display stand, and went onto the ring accompanied by the staff, ready to award it to Zhang Weili.
"Congratulations Zhang!"
The host and person in charge came to the expressionless Zhang Weili one by one, held up the microphone and said, "Zhang, defend your title again, do you have anything to say to the audience?"
Looking at the microphone in front of her and the smiling person in charge next to her, Zhang Weili sneered and grabbed the microphone directly.
"Two hours ago, someone sent me a check and a bullet, asking me to take the initiative to lose this game."
"Shua——"
The scene was instantly quiet and you could hear a pin drop.
"John wouldn't let me call the police, saying I had no evidence and the police might cancel the game."
Zhang Weili finished speaking in one breath, "He said he could guarantee that I would return home safely after the competition, but the rest of the matter had nothing to do with him."
The audience was in an uproar!
Zhang Weili made it very clear, and the audience was not fools. It was obvious that the person in charge, John, was using Zhang Weili as cannon fodder and only focused on what was in front of him.
The person in charge, John, was so frightened and angry that he subconsciously wanted to snatch Zhang Weili's microphone, but she stepped aside with a slight push, and Zhang Weili also grabbed the golden belt from his hand.
"So if I don't call the police, the game will be over. But this is not because I am afraid of anyone, but because I want to tell everyone that I can win!"
Zhang Weili looked at John and snorted disdainfully, "At the same time, as a platform that focuses on fighting, UFC disappoints me. I don't want this gold belt."
Zhang Weili sneered, threw the gold belt on the ground, and stepped on it, "From now on, I will quit the UFC platform!"
"Buzz——"
There was a burst of noise throughout the venue, and then it turned into loud cheers.
"we support you!"
"The management of UFC are a bunch of weaklings!"
"Quit! Quit!"
It has to be said that Zhang Weili's behavior was not only extremely inspiring, but also very appealing to the people of the Lighthouse country. The atmosphere in the venue almost exploded.
Zhang Weili glanced at John, who was shrinking to one side and wanted to come up but didn't dare, "You don't need to send someone to take me to the plane."
As soon as the words fell, Zhang Weili got out of the octagonal cage without looking back, and then returned to the backstage surrounded by the coaching staff.
