"Hmph, Chinese martial arts are broad and profound, how can a barbarian race like you understand it! I have lost to you, but it can only mean that I am not good at learning, and it does not mean that my Jin family's iron claw skills are not as good as your little Japanese jiu-jitsu! It does not mean that my Chinese kung fu is not as good as your little Japanese kung fu!"

Although Jin Sanzhao was beaten to the ground, he was arrogant and unyielding, and his words immediately caused the audience to boil. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Well said!"

"Good job!

"Well done! What ** Japanese kung fu, compared to our Chinese kung fu, it is not a scum!"

"Yuta Ozawa, go back to your barbarian hometown!"

At this time, many people in the arena began to scold, in their opinion, kung fu knows no borders, and there is no inferiority, Jin Sanzhao is not Ozawa Yuta's opponent, it can only prove that he is not good at learning and his skills are not as good as others, but this Ozawa Yuta is not far from the superior, which is really disgusting.

At this time, Yuta Ozawa on the stage, listening to Jin Sanzhao's words and the insulting sound in his ears, his face, which was originally handsome, was suddenly distorted to the extreme.

"Hmph, you Chinese people are hard-mouthed and stubborn! Your defeat under my hands today is enough to show that your Raushzi Iron Claw Gong is not my opponent of Imperial Japanese Jiu-Jitsu at all!"

"Go down, you piece of!"

After saying that, Yuta Ozawa laughed and kicked Jin Sanzhao directly out of the ring.

Wow!

Seeing this scene, the public resentment in the arena suddenly boiled, and anyone with a little conscience felt that Yuta Ozawa was too much to do this, but despite this, they still didn't dare to be too presumptuous, and just sat in place and cursed Yuta Ozawa a few words, and then gradually stopped.

"The next contestant! Taekwondo Club Li Jirou!"

Hearing this, Yuta Ozawa turned his eyes and immediately swept towards the side of the arena.

There, there were several young people standing, at this time, they were already stiff one by one, especially the person whose name was called, when he heard that he was about to play, his old face suddenly froze, and then he laughed dryly: "That... That,Mr. Ozawa,I admit that your Japanese Imperial Jiu-Jitsu is the world's number one fighting technique.,I.。。 I, Li Jirou, are convinced, let's. We don't have to compete, do we?"

Wow!

The boy named Li Jirou had just finished saying this, and the arena that had just calmed down was suddenly full of people, and the insults almost pierced the sky!

"Li Jirou from Nyima, you bastard, ****, coward!"

"You can say such shameless words, why didn't your father shoot you into the wall back then!"

"Disgrace to the countrymen!"

Although everyone in the arena sneered at Li Jirou, that Yuta Ozawa seemed to appreciate this guy, listened to his words, immediately nodded, and laughed loudly: "That's right, it seems that among you Chinese people, there are also people who agree with my Japanese Imperial Jiu-Jitsu, there is an old saying in Huaxia that knows the times is Junjie, you are very good, very good!"

"Hey, hey. Mr. Xie Xiaoze's compliment!"

After listening to Yuta Ozawa's words, Li Jirou not only had a little shame, but nodded happily, and then cautiously said to Yuta Ozawa: "What's that... Mr. Ozawa, can I leave now?"

"Hmm... ”

Hearing this, Yuta Ozawa was just about to nod, but suddenly his expression changed, and he shouted, "Wait a minute!"

"Also... What's the matter, Mr. Ozawa!"

"Yours, see the ugly woman at the door of the arena, don't you, when you leave, slap her twice, and then you can leave the arena safely, otherwise, yours, dead and dead!"

"Huh? Alright!"

Listening to Yuta Ozawa's words, Li Jirou gritted his teeth, nodded and agreed.

The reason why he hesitated just now was not because he cared about his compatriots, but in his opinion, the matter of slapping the ugly girl Shi Xianran was really disgusting, and when he thought that his hand would touch the face of the stinky girl later, Li Jirou's heart was crooked.

However, Yuta Ozawa has already put his words here, if he doesn't do it, the end will definitely be extremely miserable, thinking about it, Li Jirou still decided to obey Yuta Ozawa's orders.

It's a big deal to make a little more energetic for a while, and then go back and wash your hands with soap!

Thinking of this, Li Jirou walked towards the outside of the arena.

And at this time, that Yuta Ozawa also seemed to be tired, suddenly waved his hand, and said loudly: "The competition is over, and when I rest for a while, I will come back and continue to teach you ignorant people!"

What the!

Hearing Yuta Ozawa's monstrous words, almost everyone present exploded, and their faces were hideous one by one, and they really wanted to pounce on Yuta Ozawa, a bastard, and gnaw it into bones!

This bastard little Japan is too fucking not a thing, and now, there is no one in the arena who is on Yuta Ozawa's side, and they especially want someone to stand up and teach this arrogant Japanese a good lesson!

"Ozawa-kun, you are really amazing, it seems that no one in our school is your opponent!"

At this time, suddenly a sweet and greasy voice came from the backstage, and immediately after, a coquettish girl in very revealing clothes ran up, hugged Yuta Ozawa's arm tightly, and then rubbed it fiercely with her proud twin peaks.

This woman is Jia Huihui, who can't get along with Shi Xianran, she is holding Yuta Ozawa's strong arm at this time, rubbing it vigorously with her twin peaks, and her face looks coquettish, I really can't wait to be pressed on the bed by Yuta Ozawa now, and gallop on her!

"Hehe, you little, do you want it again?" Ozawa Yuta slapped Jia Huihui's **** fiercely, making her let out a scream, and then approached her body, smelling the nice perfume on her body, and scolded in a low voice:

"You little ****, wait for me to get down this bunch of stupid people, and I'll ...... tonight Let you ******** and experience the joy of being a woman!"

"I hate you, Ozawa-kun, so bad!"

A flush appeared on Jia Huihui's face, her eyes flowed, obviously thinking of some unsightly pictures, but to put it bluntly, this Ozawa Yuta looks very majestic on the outside, but in fact there is only three inches there, not to mention that it makes her cool, even the sound of screaming, she is pretending.

But there is no way, behind this Yuta Ozawa is the Japanese chaebol, which is extremely powerful, in Jia Huihui's opinion, if he can get close to this guy, he will definitely live a very comfortable life in the future.

In comparison, these three inches are not particularly important.