C867 The Final Battle with Sarih!

Eight hundred and sixty-seventh round.

"Am I eliminated?"

"Is that what this f*cking dog is replying to me?"

"Rinn! Damn you!"

Fleming broke down and could not help but howl.

He thought that Rinn would fall for it and come out to fight him in a fair and square manner.

Who knew that this guy would launch a sneak attack and directly eliminate him