The one shouting wasn't anyone else, it was the Sanda expert Lu Buphan, who was eliminated in the semi-finals.
Lu Buphan's results were canceled yesterday, and the more he thought about it after going home, the angrier he became. Even if he was only ranked fourth, he would still have had substantial rewards.
He wasn't particularly interested in the martial arts manuals or anything; he didn't think those manuals were really better than Sanda—what he cared about was the generous prize money.
To be honest, he thought it was quite easy to beat that Xingyi boxer, so he should be ranked third.
Now seeing Yan Siwei conceding directly, his anger flared up.
Honestly speaking, Lu Buphan believed that he would have an eighty percent chance of winning if he faced Yan Siwei.
Zhang Caixin's eyebrows slightly furrowed, feeling that this person was really a bit ungrateful. He was just deducted points yesterday; it was already giving him face, and now he's still chattering on?
