There was an exclamation from the audience, and Su Xiong was about to fall out of the ring.

At this time, Su Xiong had no way to retreat, if he took another step back and fell directly out of the ring, then he would lose.

Su Xiong's face changed greatly, if he was defeated so quickly, he would lose the face of the Huaxia martial arts, his face exuded a sense of determination, Su Xiong shouted loudly in his mouth, and in an instant, the attack of the short martial artist was blocked by it.

Su Xiong played the essence of Wing Chun, and kept attacking the short man, punch after punch, endlessly, as if a thousand waves were rising.

The short man looked at Su Xiong in front of him, and in the corner of his eye, there was a hint of a bright gaze, and he kept retreating, as if he was a little unable to resist.

Su Xiong punched the short man's chest with all his strength, and the two immediately separated two feet apart.

Su Xiong kept panting in his mouth, as if the offensive just now had caused him a great load.

"Is that all you have to do, and you're ready to accept my sanctions. ”

The short man read this sentence word by word in extremely non-standard Mandarin.

"You Orientals want to challenge the martial arts of Huaxia unless you step over my corpse first. ”

Su Xiong let out a loud shout and rushed towards the short man.

Suddenly, the short man stood still, his mouth was muttering, and his eyes suddenly burst into a strong battle intent.

Su Xiong just arrived in front of the man, and punched him in the heart, but he didn't want to be held tightly by the short man, Chu Xiong's face immediately changed greatly, he found that no matter how he struggled, he didn't move at all, and a chill appeared in the corner of his eyes, and when his uncle was trying his best to struggle, there was a clicking sound, and the search screamed miserably, and the whole person fell directly to the ground.

His hands fell to the ground, and he kept shaking.

Su Xiong is also a man who is short of blood, but he can't bear the pain on his body, the green tendons on his face skyrocketed, and Jin lay on the ring with his eyes wide open.

"With your three-legged cat kung fu, you still want to fight with us Orientals, and you are still a little tender. ”

After finishing speaking, the short man stomped on Su Xiong's back, and suddenly, Su Xiong spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person passed out directly.

Everyone in the audience was already a little annoyed when they saw the book fall to the ground, but when they saw the short man hitting Su Xiong, who was already injured, and gave such a ruthless hand, they immediately shouted.

Boss Wu waved his hand, and suddenly no one in the audience made a sound.

"Go up and carry Su Xiong down and treat him immediately. ”

Wu Lao's face was a little gloomy, he didn't expect this group of Orientals to be so fierce, and they didn't have the demeanor of a warrior at all.

"Who else is daring, hurry up, I haven't enjoyed it yet. ”

Everyone in the audience couldn't help but be furious when they heard the selection from the short man, but no one dared to step forward, because Su Xiong's martial arts were already relatively strong among them.

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but look at Wu Lao, because they knew that Wu Lao was the only one who could win against the Oriental warriors in this game, and the others would be sent to death if they went up, so everyone threw themselves at Wu Lao with hopeful eyes.

Wu Lao also naturally felt the gaze from everyone, his face did not fluctuate in the slightest, and he slowly walked into the ring, and he could feel an extremely dull force with every step he took.

"Elder Wu, teach them a good lesson, let them know that our Chinese martial arts arena cannot be trampled on. ”

Wu Lao didn't reply, but stared at the short man with an extremely flat face, and slowly spit out two words from his mouth.

"Come on. ”

At this time, Wu Lao stood in the ring, like a dying old man, without any explosive muscles, without any fighting intent, as if the short man standing in front of Wu Lao was a ball of air.

The short man threw a glance at Yamamoto, and when he saw Yamamoto nodding, the short man immediately launched an offensive against Wu Lao.

The short man slowly pulled out the katana from his waist, his hands were tightly clenched, and his feet were tied with extremely stable horse steps, because he knew that Wu Lao was definitely not such a simple character.

In order to add a fighting spirit to himself, the short man shouted and slashed directly at Wu Lao, looking at the katana that was about to fall in front of him, Wu Lao's face did not change at all, one sideways, it perfectly dodged the short man's knife, and fell on the stage with a bang, and there was a metallic sound, the short man looked at the knife and was about to pull out the knife, and then cut it to Wu Lao, but found that the katana was tightly trampled under the feet of Wu Lao, and did not move at all on the Wu Tai, the short man's eyes flashed, he took out a dagger from his back and stabbed Wu Lao in the chest, Hu Lao immediately reacted, a thousand catties in four or two, knocked the man directly into the ring, spit out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person was directly unconscious, Hu Lao slowly walked to the man's side, and kicked directly towards his head with his light and weak feet, bang, hey, the short man was directly kicked into the camp of the Orientals, overpowering several men in black martial arts uniforms.

Yamamoto didn't feel any surprise on his face at all, such a result was already expected by him, the short man was just used to lure Wu Lao to make a move, as long as Wu Lao made a move, then he could directly sweep this challenge.

Yamamoto stood at the bottom of the stage, with a smile in the corner of his eyes, clapping his hands and giving out a round of applause.

"Not bad. Yes, it didn't disappoint me, and it would be boring if there weren't a few of them in this challenge. ”

The corners of Yamamoto's eyes showed a battle intent, he had not met such an evenly matched opponent for a long time, the battle spirit involuntarily emanated from his body, and the crowd watching the battle next to him could feel the strong battle intent of Yama and Ben.

"Elder Wu, I'm in trouble. ”

Ye Feng said softly, his forehead wrinkled slightly, because he could see from Yamamoto's battle intent that he had this powerful strength, although Wu Lao Taiji had deep attainments, but he should be slightly inferior to someone like Yamamoto.

But the people watching the battle next to them didn't have any consciousness, they seemed that Yamamoto was just pretending, looking at Wu Lao's breezy face, and seemed to be confident.

Only Ye Feng in the audience looked at Wu Lao's slightly frowning movements, although it was only for a moment, but Ye Feng clearly felt Wu Lao's mentality as if he was facing a great enemy.

Yamamoto jumped directly into the ring, and there was a steely sound, and the bluestone under his feet was trampled by Yamamoto's foot, and when Wu Lao saw this scene, he finally had a trace of caution on his face and played Tai Chi in place.

"In that case, then Yamamoto will ask. ”

Yamamoto learned the polite symbol of the Chinese warriors, and hugged his fist slightly to the martial elder.

Out of politeness, Martial Elder also stretched out his left hand to the front, signaling that Yamamoto could make a move.

Yamamoto showed a hint of caution on his face, because he knew that even if he dealt with a bad person, he couldn't be careless, and the lion fought the rabbit with all his strength, which was a belief he had always admired.

Yamamoto didn't wear anything on his hands, just clenched his fists with both hands, and attacked Wu Lao step by step, Yamamoto's fist speed was very fast, and none of the people in the audience could see it clearly, but Wu Lao resisted in a hurry, and every punch could make a banging sound, and the people in the audience could only count the sounds, and they couldn't see the speed of Yamamoto's punch at all, and suddenly, Yamamoto showed a flaw and was beaten back three feet by Wu Lao, but Wu Lao's expression was not happy, and even a little worried, but the people in the audience couldn't distinguish the situation at all, thinking that Wu Lao had the upper hand, and kept cheering。

"As I said, as long as Wu Lao makes a move, those Oriental devils will definitely run away. ”

"Needless to say, I don't look at who Wu Lao is. ”

The people in the audience seemed to have some blind worship for Wu Lao.

"Come on, Elder Wu, beat them back fiercely, and let him know how powerful our Huaxia is. ”

The audience kept resounding with similar voices, but Wu Lao didn't seem to be affected by any of their verbal emotions at all, and he still blocked steadily, occasionally attacking in waves.

The two fought like this for dozens of rounds, and there were a few drops of sweat on Wu Lao's face, but his eyes were still so firm.

"If that's all you have. , then let's just end the fight. ”

Yamamoto put away his cautious gaze just now, and a look of disappointment appeared on his face.

"Although your Huaxia Tai Chi is endlessly mysterious, after all, your strength is too weak. ”

"If you have this ability, let the horse come, and I will let you taste the power of our Huaxia martial arts. ”

The green tendons on Yamamoto's hands skyrocketed, the muscles on his body completely burst out, and the whole person was in a state of exposure.

"I'm going to lose. ”

Ye Feng said it softly in the audience, but it led to the ridicule of the onlookers below.

"What do you kid know, didn't you see Wu Lao, has always been dealing with that Oriental devil lightly. ”

"It's just, then how could he lose. ”

Ye Feng didn't pay attention to the words of the audience at all, because he knew that Yamamoto was just testing the details of Wu Lao just now, and now he had successfully figured out Wu Lao, so he had no desire to fight anymore, and directly broke the dignity of the Huaxia martial arts arena with powerful force, which was the only thought in Yamamoto's mind.

Yamamoto rushed to the front of Wu Lao, without any fancy movements, directly punched, simple and rude towards Wu Lao's heart, Wu Lao looked at the punch in front of him, with enough strength, blocking in front of his chest, but it didn't seem to have any effect, this punch directly crushed Wu Lao's movements, and kept pulling closer to his chest, bang bang directly, directly knocking Wu Lao down in the ring.

Yamamoto's face showed a look of disappointment, and he slowly walked to Wu Lao's side, and whispered in his ear: "You Huaxia people really disappointed me, I thought I could meet a few opponents here who could fight with me, but now it seems that Huaxia martial arts are just rumors made by some small people, but I believe it is true." ”