Almighty male god of god-level selection system

The wrestler opposite, wearing a red hood, is slightly smaller than the coyote, but can't be underestimated either.

The audience was also very passionate and eager to decide the winner quickly so that they could win back their money.

Even if you don’t win money, it’s still nice to enjoy a visual feast.

"Um?"

While Lin Fan was watching this bloody match, a thin man with a bald head and black clothes walked into his sight.

The man was about forty years old, with sinister eyes, a cane in his hand, and a jasper ring in his right hand.

There was a circle of people surrounding the bald man, like stars holding the moon, and they all treated him with respect. They were like a bunch of licking dogs.

With just one glance, Lin Fan confirmed his identity...

It must be a black snake!

While Lin Fan was thinking about how to get it, the jungle wolf and the death wrestler also started a duel.

There is absolutely no skill involved in the competition between the two, it is just a collision between muscles.

It's just that coyotes have more brains.

He was tall and tall, with just one arm thicker than Lin Fan's thigh!

At first, the death wrestler wanted to take the initiative to attack, but when he raised his legs, he discovered the true purpose of the jungle wolf.

"Well done!"

In an instant, the coyote grabbed his right leg and turned his whole body violently.

The death wrestler still wanted to resist, but he felt his body light up, and then his face hit the ground, with blood all over the ground.

"I, give up!"

The battle only lasted for more than ten seconds and ended with the coyote's victory.

All the viewers were a little disappointed, but Lin Fan didn't take it seriously.

Because, he thought of an opportunity for Black Snake to show up.

"Hello, I want to sign up for a boxing match."

"What?"

When the people at the registration office saw Lin Fan, they showed expressions of confusion and disdain.

Because all the desperadoes on stage were strong and muscular. Which one was as weak as Lin Fan?

Looking at him like this, it would be difficult to catch even a chicken!

"Brother, I advise you not to go looking for death."

"If you want to make money, you can go into business."

The registration officer smiled disdainfully, but Lin Fan took the initiative to open the registration book and wrote his name.

And in the remarks, he also specially marked a sentence.

"Only the coyote is worthy of being my opponent."

"You, you are not crazy!"

But after thinking about it, the registration officer laughed again.

It just so happened that the Timberwolves lacked a record. Since Lin Fan took the initiative to seek death, no one else could blame him.

So with a stroke of his pen, he filled in Lin Fan's name.

At this time, the coyote who was warming up on stage also received the message.

"Um?"

He tilted his head in confusion and saw the thin Lin Fan in the audience, feeling a little funny for the first time.

Even if Black Snake had no brains, he wouldn't send such a weak chicken out for a show!

By doing this, do you think the audience has no IQ?

Just as the jungle wolf expected, after the audience saw Lin Fan's figure clearly, they instantly burst into cheers.

"Xu..."

"Go down, go down!"

"Coyote, you don't want to kill chickens too!"

However, Lin Fan ignored this group of people. Instead, he stretched himself and jumped onto the stage.

In an instant, he stared at the jungle wolf, and the latter's back instantly felt cold.

Soon, the coyote shook his head again and told himself that it was an illusion.

"The next game the Timberwolves will face is..."

"Lin Fan doesn't know how to live or die! Everyone, please give me a round of applause!"

Amid sparse applause, the coyote finally moved.

Boy, now that you're here, don't blame my men for being ruthless.

You'd better pray that you can survive this!