Whether they like Ye Tian or not, or even hate him or not, everyone can't deny that this is an extremely tough guy, and this octagon cage duel is extremely exciting, which can be called a classic!

So everyone was not stingy, and they all gave their own applause, although some people's hearts were dripping blood!

The applause continued, still enthusiastic.

A UFC high-ranking official walked up to Ye Tian, who raised his arms, gritted his back molars and whispered:

"Steven, your martial arts qualification is only for one day, and tomorrow you will be disqualified, and you will never want to qualify as a fighter or participate in UFC fighting events again!

I know it's not in order, but we have to do it, I hope you understand, if you don't, then you can go to court and we can make some compensation!

UFC MMA events are sports competitions, not bloody killing fields, and we don't want to see anyone die in the Octagon, we can't afford to wait for such a horrible guy!"

Hearing this, Ye Tian couldn't help but laugh proudly.

"Cancel it, it's okay! For me, the martial artist qualification is for this duel, and now that the duel is over, there is no need to keep it!

As for compensation, forget it, I don't lack that money! I have earned enough money this time, and I can't be too greedy, but before that, I have one more thing to do!"

"What else is there to do?

The UFC executive asked in surprise, with a very bad premonition.

Ye Tian didn't answer, but turned his head to the referee next to him and said:

"Mr. Referee, can you lend me the microphone? I have a few words to say!"

"Okay!"

William was a little surprised, but he handed over the microphone.

After taking over the microphone, Ye Tian immediately turned around and looked at the audience under the stage, and said loudly jokingly:

"James, Allen, thank you for the $100 million! I'm sorry, I'm the winner of this octagon cage duel, and I can only laugh at this windfall!"

With his words, the gaffer immediately turned the spotlight on the two hell angel bosses, and the live camera camera followed.

The next moment, these two famous hell angel bosses appeared on the big screen of the scene and appeared on all the live broadcast ends.

At this time, their faces were black and purple, and it was difficult to see the extreme, as if they had died of their own father!

The eyes of both of them were full of despair, as well as endless anger and fear.

was humiliated in public, but these two didn't immediately fight back, didn't even give any response, just sat there, like walking corpses!

Obviously, they haven't recovered from the blow they just had, or they don't want to believe what is happening in front of them!

The other members of the Hell Angels who were at the scene couldn't bear such a humiliation from Chi Guoguo, and angry curses immediately rang out wildly.

"Steven, you're a fucking bastard, I'm going to kill you bastard!"

"Falk U! Steven, don't get complacent too early, I'm not done with you!"

For these crazy swearing and shouting, Ye Tian didn't bother to pay attention to it at all.

Lao Tzu is standing here, can you still bite me?

After teasing the two hell angel bosses, he shifted his target again, looked at another area in the front row of the infield and said loudly:

"Conor McGregor! Didn't you shout that you wanted to fight me and make some dollars when I was on the scene!

My duel with Jon Jones is over, and I'm the winner! To be honest, Jon Jones is too weak to be vulnerable! I'm not even enjoying it, not even warming up.

Now I can give you a chance to challenge me directly, and if you can beat me in the Octagon, you'll get a huge bet of $200 million, more than the previous bet!

And the bet you pay is your entire net worth, no matter how much I accept, even if your fortune is only one dollar, it doesn't matter, as long as you dare to enter the octagonal cage!

Here's a premise, before the tournament starts, you have to sign a document, as long as you go into the Octagon cage and duel with me, and you want to win $200 million in bets, then life and death are all according to destiny!

My lawyer is on the spot, ready to draft legally enforceable documents, money is not a problem for me at all, I can have as much as I want, how about it, do you want to make 200 million dollars?

That's a huge fortune! Don't miss this opportunity, after tonight, you won't be qualified to challenge Lao Tzu, and so will everyone else!"

Before the words fell, the live and live broadcasts were already fried, and the exclamations rang out wildly.

"Wow! $200 million is a huge amount of money, what a huge and tempting fortune! Steven, this bastard is crazy! It's too big!"

"Oh my God! $200 million! Did I hear you right? Would Connor McGregor dare to step into the Octagon and challenge Steven, a scary guy?"

"That kind of situation can't happen at all, unless the 'mouth * cannon' is tired of life and wants to kill himself, is he stronger than Jon Jones, how is it possible!"

While exclaiming frantically, people all looked at Conor McGregor, and the big screen and live broadcast also gave him a close-up at the right time.

instantly became the focus of the audience's 'mouth * cannon', blushing like a monkey's ass, embarrassed to the extreme, I can't wait to find a crack in the ground and get into it directly.

And his eyes were full of anger and fear.

"Connor, we're optimistic about you, go on stage, take out that bastard Steven, and give everyone a great fighting match!"

"That's a $200 million bet!

There was a commotion, and they were all guys who didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement.

The face of the mouth * cannon became even more ugly, and he almost couldn't sit still.

The faces of many UFC executives were also very ugly, and they glared at Ye Tian one by one, eager to rush into the octagon cage immediately, drag him out of it, and blast him out of the Hollywood theater directly!

In the midst of a burst of coaxing, no matter how thick-skinned the mouth is, he can't bear it anymore.

He got up directly from his seat, waved his hand violently at Ye Tian in the octagonal cage, and then gritted his teeth and said loudly:

"Die, Steven, only a fool and an idiot like Jon Jones would challenge you, a devil from hell, I haven't lived enough!

Obviously, this guy still has a bit of brains, knowing that he is not Ye Tian's opponent at all, and he didn't hit a swollen face and become fat.

As a result of that, he knows better than anyone else that there is only a dead end!

"Hahaha, this is the famous 'mouth cannon' Connor McGregor, UFC lightweight champion!

Didn't you just shout at me for being a 'coward', and I'll give you that title now, in my opinion, you're the real 'coward' without courage."

Ye Tian said with a laugh, humiliating the mouths of the audience.

After saying that, he returned the microphone to the referee William, and then stepped back and whispered to Betty.

As for Connor McGregor, the thunderous and indignant mouthpiece in the audience, he didn't bother to deal with it at all, he was just a clown who jumped off the beam.

"Woo——!"

Piercing boos rang out wildly, almost blowing off the ceiling of the Hollywood Theater.

The results of the game have been announced, and the dust has settled and it is time to evacuate.

After shaking hands with everyone on the stage one by one, Ye Tian took Betty, escorted by Matisse and them, left the octagon cage and walked towards the entrance of the athletes.

As soon as he walked out of the octagonal cage, Ye Tian immediately lowered his voice and said to Matisse beside him:

"Mattis, inform all the guys, quietly withdraw from the Hollywood theater, the real test has just begun, and everyone cheers up and is vigilant.

Will the hell angels guys be willing to fail? I don't think soever! And the famous bookmakers, as well as the major casinos in Las Vegas, have to be guarded against.

You should have seen the faces of those guys just now, they were all extremely ugly, there is no doubt that they have lost a lot of money this time, and they will make some shady tricks if they can't keep it!"

"Hahaha, that's true, those faces are so ugly! Don't even think about it, someone must have vomited blood!

Don't worry, Steven, I've already arranged for it, and no one wants to take advantage of us!

Matisse replied with a laugh, his words filled with murder.

The rest of the people counted one by one, and all of them had extremely bright smiles on their faces, hearty!

As they spoke, the group had already walked out of the athlete's exit and disappeared out of people's sight!