Hearing Zhao Banjue's sarcastic words, Ye Hao smiled at him and said, "I didn't expect that the person who knows me the most in the audience is Prince Zhao."
"Crown Prince Zhao is right. Since I did such a thing, of course I have confidence in victory."
"It can even be said that I will win!"
After the words were finished, all the Indians were laughing and leaning back and forth without waiting for Zhao Banjue to speak.
Fan Breaking the precepts even more could not help but look sarcastic: "Ye Hao, why are you so arrogant?"
"You lost all your weapons, but you still dare to say that you will definitely win?"
"Did you overestimate yourself or underestimate us Indians?"
"I tell you, don't mention Van Lisa, one of our three great geniuses."
"Even if a Tianzhu genius comes on stage, holding a Kanda sword in his hand can suppress you Ye Hao and fight!"
Now, Fan Breaking the Ring has completely believed that Ye Hao is only good at fist and foot skills and does not use any weapons at all.
Since you are already preparing for such a game, then the one with the surname Ye will definitely lose!
At this time, many beautiful ladies and daughters in the venue also wrapped their hands around their chests and looked at Ye Hao with a sarcastic look on their faces.
They all think that Ye Hao is so over-pretending to behave.
However, they were not allowed to sarcastically, and without waiting for the smiles on their faces to disappear, a faint voice could be heard.
"In this game, I think I can't do anything, and I'm not a match for Young Master Ye."
Fanlisha stared at Ye Hao and then spoke word by word.
"So, I admit defeat!"
The audience was slightly stunned, and the next moment, a lot of smoke came out.
The saint of India, Van Lisa, gave up!?
Everyone looked at this scene in amazement, unable to believe it for a moment.
There are also many people who want to slap themselves in the face, hoping to wake themselves up from their dreams.
You know, Ye Hao is now in a state of bare hands and can only dodge and not take action.
Vanlisa can almost win no matter how she fights.
Ye Hao had already sent the balance of victory to the Indians.
But now, Vanlisa, who can easily win, has actually given up on her own?
This means that Ye Hao not only won, but also won without taking action.
Whether the weapon is in hand or not means nothing to him.
Everyone was stunned and incredible.
Zhao Banjue's mouth was even wide open at this moment, as if he was thrown by someone a hundred slaps, and his face looked extremely ugly.
Zhao Jiazi's face turned black and cold sweat spread all over her body.
In order to limit Ye Hao's skills, she paid a considerable price.
But now, her hard-working layout is not as useful as half a cent.
At this moment, she really wanted to go on stage and strangle Fanlisha to death!
How could this Indian woman admit defeat?
How can this be done?
A group of Indians looked even more dull.
The expression on Fan Bojie's face seemed to be frozen, and his wide mouth could not be closed.
Even Ouyang Nian, Ning Zhilei, Wan Zhenhai and others were gasping for a cold breath, shocked by such an incident.
Only Ye Hao was calm and calm, and seemed to have expected this result, with a weak expression.
The host's muscles twitched and his eyes kept trembling.
After a long time, he reacted and held the microphone and said tremblingly: "Vanlisa, are you sure, you want to admit defeat?"