Time seemed to stand still, and the Chinese hung their heads, feeling that this kid was going to be ko'd by the Japanese.

Obviously, the two of them had their legs on the opposite three times, Chen Chu staggered back, and people pressed step by step, they didn't understand, obviously cutting legs was not the opponent of the Japanese, why did they have to fight with others with low whip legs, kicking and pushing sideways, controlling the distance, and dodging more?

Chen Chu really doesn't want to do that, what kind of fighting is that? By dodging, by scoundrel play...... Although he is a scoundrel, standing on the stage and seeing the enthusiasm of the audience and the arrogance of his opponent, he wants to kill this thing directly.

Long Qi grabbed the white towel in his hand a few times, but his face was distorted and let go.

Ichiro Kawashima immediately pushed his knee into Chen Chu's chest.

Chen Chu's eighth level of Qi cultivation was too late for the Shock Wave Void to erupt, and he only reached the seventh spirit realm.

This is also the realm that can hit more than 450 pounds, Chen Chu sighed secretly, although it has not reached the peak, but it is enough for Nima.

Little Japan, die, you......

Chen Chu suddenly rushed over a second after the last moment, met the opponent's knee, and slashed his leg hard.

It's a lose-lose game.

Kawashima Ichiro looked disdainful, then retracted his knee, raised his leg and slashed towards Chen Chu's leg, this time he also used all his strength, under his full strength, this leg chopping leg has a force of 350 pounds, Kawashima Ichiro even provoked a smile at the corner of his mouth, feeling that this time can completely cripple this Huaxia kid for life, and even directly let his leg bone be broken on the spot, and the calf is directly broken and then bent over......

He seemed to have seen the tragedy happen, but it was all self-inflicted, and he could have thrown in the towel...... The Chinese are sorry......

Ichiro Kawashima was even mourning for Chen Chu.

Boom!

A huge leg hit sounded, and the audience fell silent.

Chen Chu and Kawashima Ichiro's leg cut intersected again, and then, Chen Chu was safe and sound, and Kawashima Ichiro! He screamed in pain, and his body retreated again and again.

He didn't understand how his 350-pound blow could ......

He was just thinking about it, Chen Chu had already come up closely.

I thought that a blow of more than 450 pounds would bring this little Japan down, but this thing staggered back seven or eight steps in a row and was still standing, although his head was in cold sweat and his broken leg was a little limp, but he was still supported on one leg.

At this time, the audience was boiling, and the Chinese people could hardly believe their eyes, this kid actually had hope of victory?

Although most bought Ichiro Kawashima to win, how much they hoped that a miracle would happen, even if it was okay to lose the money. Some people even burst into tears with excitement, from the moment the Chinese monk Tan Long was knocked down by the Japanese, they have been waiting, waiting for Tan Long or another person to snatch the gold belt and knock Kawashima Ichiro down, at this moment they waited for half a year, and they didn't expect that a nameless boy would turn the tide of the battle.

Almost all the Chinese present were chanting: "Kick him in the right leg...... Kick him in the left leg ......"

The right leg is Ichiro Kawashima's injured leg, and the left leg is his support leg.

Long Qi was also shouting desperately: "Brother! Kick him in the leg! Kick! Don't fight him...... Kick ......"

Chen Chu shook his head, although he had always been very despicable, but at this moment he wanted to win this game openly, and he suddenly felt that this Japanese Ichiro Kawashima was very worthy of his admiration.

Chen Chu stepped up and did not kick, but quickly threw two hooks.

Ichiro Kawashima covered his head with both hands, and he only had the ability to parry, and he had no power to fight back.

The pain in his leg almost made him faint, and he was holding himself up with perseverance.

Moreover, he felt that Chen Chu's fist was not like the strength of the 65-kilogram level.

This punch almost reached more than 400 pounds, which is enough force for a professional fighter in the 80-kilogram class.

And it's not like the Chinese people can make it, the Chinese people are not scientific in terms of diet and like to fry ...... And most of the oil is gutter oil, and that thing can't be healthy if you eat it in your stomach, it's not scientific at all.

And the system is not as good as Westerners, Chinese people like to deceive themselves, beef, mutton, are cheating on their own, no need to eat, that kind of meat at a glance to know that there is a problem.

Kawashima Ichiro doesn't understand, how can such an alternative appear in such a self-deceiving country, is he a member of the Dragon Clan of the Huaxia Country?

In his understanding, only a professional martial artist in the 80-kilogram class of Westerners could hit more than 400 pounds, and now he has endured more than a dozen heavy punches from Chen Chu.

Although it didn't hit the vital point, the two arms were already swollen, and if they hit the arms again, they would be wasted, the fists and wrists seemed to be broken, and Chen Chu was still bombarding, and finally the two punches opened his protection, and then the two punches hit Kawashima Ichiro's left eyebrow bone hard.

Blood burst out, Kawashima Ichiro's eyebrow bone did not open, and the blood dripped down his eyebrow bone and drew a blood groove on his face, and then fell on his body, blue shorts, fist gloves, and blood spilled in the ring.

Chen Chu was about to bombard again with a punch.

At this time, the Japanese girl holding the sign suddenly ran to the ring with tears on her face, and cried at Chen Chu with a skillful Chinese: "No...... No...... Please...... Let...... Let my brother go......" The girl cried with tears in her eyes.

Chen Chu grinned.

I thought to myself, why didn't you say it was your brother earlier? I thought it was you, man? If your man continues to fight hard, if your brother ...... Father...... Of course, it gives face.

Chen Chu thought so in his heart, but on the surface, he stopped his raised fist, then sighed, turned around and walked to the ring to kick it.

The sound of the whole audience shouting and beating suddenly stopped, and then burst into warm applause.

are all praising Chen Chu's martial virtues.

Chen Chu touched his nose, but his eyes stared directly at the Japanese little girl, thinking about bullshit martial arts, Lao Tzu...... Lao Tzu is interested in this Japanese chick, so he doesn't fight.

At this point, the referee goes over to count the seconds.

"1,2,3......" When the second count reached 7, Ichiro Kawashima staggered and raised his fists, indicating that he could continue to fight.

The foreigner referee took two steps back and motioned for him to move forward.

Ichiro Kawashima gritted his teeth and staggered forward with his broken leg.

The referee shook his head, then pointed to his forehead and then swiped downwards to indicate that his eyebrow bone had cracked and could no longer be beaten.

The referee then waved his hands to signal the end of the match.

As a rattle rang, the audience boiled, and many Chinese were in tears of excitement, and they finally regained one of their WLF boxing titles.

And Ichiro Kawashima knelt softly in the ring, covering his face with two fists stained with his own blood, crying bitterly.

He knelt in the ring, crying like a child, his face twisted in pain, tears and blood spilling catharsis.

Chen Chu suddenly felt that he was the winner, he loved fighting deeply, and he was far from his love.

Long Qi happily rushed to the ring and hugged Chen Chu in a circle.

The crowd continued to boil.

Yuko wiped away her brother's tears, Ichiro Kawashima staggered to his feet, he refused to stretch it, and then stood with Chen Chu, gritting his teeth and insisting that the referee read out the results of the game.

The Chinese host said loudly in an excited voice: "Unbelievable game!" In the first round, the DL Dongxiang Fight Club fighter knocked out Japan's Ichiro Kawashima with a technical knockout in the first round and won the WLF 65kg gold belt! Give us our applause and cheers to our new boxing champions! Chen Chu of Dongxiang Club! ”

There were cheers, and the wide gold belt was handed over by the Japanese coach.

Chen Chu also raised Ichiro Kawashima's arm at the same time, and the audience cheered.

The Chinese host continued to say loudly: "In this game, it's not just the technique that wins! It's also martial arts! ”

"Well, Mr. Chen Chu, could you please say a few words......

Chen Chu exhaled and saw many pairs of eyes staring at him, some excited, some envious, and some with their heads down, and the Tang brothers turned around and couldn't see their faces clearly. Chen Chu thought for a while: "Uh...... Thanks to my master Long Jiu ......"

At this time, Long Jiu, who rushed back to DL on the train in southern Xinjiang, excitedly made an oh also! clenched fist pose.

Long Jiu, whose short hair was as cold as an iceberg, finally had a hint of blush on his face, and even laughed excitedly: "It's a good ......."

Immediately, Chen Chu touched his nose: "I still want to say a word, just thank ......"

Long Qi smiled slightly, secretly thinking that it was my turn.

Tang Dongxiang and Tang Jianhui also felt that Chen Chu should be grateful to him, anyway, it was the Dongxiang Club that gave him this opportunity, but he didn't expect him to win.

And Tang Tiantian, who was watching the game in front of the TV, Ye Qianrou felt that Chen Chu would say her name......

Han Xiaoxiao from Hancheng also thought so, feeling that if this kid confessed on this occasion, he would consider it.

It's just that Chen Chu's eyes swept around, and he grinned at the end: "Of course, thanks to myself, without my own efforts, my own hard training, and my own encouragement, I wouldn't have won." ”

The people who held their breath and watched were the last to hear such a sentence, and they booed one by one.

Chen Chu coughed twice: "I still want to say one thing, that is, if there are beauties who like me, you can add my QQ, my QQ is xxxx, xxxx, I will say it again in English, there is 'Spicy Dance' my 'Ge', 'Pulis' my QQ ......"

……

The Chinese host sent Chen Chu off the stage very politely, and the last part was also cut off by the TV station.

But a few of the beauties present heard it.

The big ocean girl of the rice country took out her mobile phone at this time, and her white and slender fingers were scratching something on it.

After all, the Chinese host is professional, and the corners of his mouth provoked a smile and said: "Please understand our boxing champion, it's just that the victory came too suddenly, he was shocked by the joy of victory like us, what he said just now is just an illusion, the next game is a warm-up match, please invite the most famous warrior monk in the world - Tan Long ......"

The applause continued to be enthusiastic.

The Chinese host continued: "His opponent is from the German Bisini Boxing Gym, who won the all-German boxing 65kg championship in 2011, the all-German boxing 70kg champion in 2013, and the German 72kg boxing runner-up in 2013, he is the ...... of Lushaya."

Exotic music plays, and the dancing chick twists her ass and takes the stage again.

Chen Chu had already walked backstage, cheering continuously, and Long Qi and others surrounded him, blocking the swarming reporters.

Chen Chu grabbed Tang Jianhui: "Dude, don't rely on the account, my five million, and I bet that I will win the two million and have to exchange money......"

Tang Jianhui wiped his eyes: "Chen Chu, don't worry, I'll give you five million." ”

Tang Dongxiang pulled Chen Chu: "Brother, give me the receipt, your two million should be more than 10 million in addition to the 11.2% tax......

"Holy!" Chen Chu almost fainted: "11.2 percent? So dark? No way? Hey, Tang Jianhui, you are willing to gamble and lose, why did you lose 5 million to me and cry like this? ”

"Chen Chu, your ......" Tang Jianhui still wiped his tears.

Long Qiha said with a smile: "Brother Chu, he is happy, maybe you don't understand the psychology of fighting people, although you have hatred, but the moment you knocked Little Japan down in the ring, do you ask Tang Jianhui if he still hates you?" If he were a woman, he would have to fall in love with you......"

Chen Chu grinned: "Tang Jianhui? No way? Well...... You go to Thailand for sex reassignment surgery, I can consider ...... with you."

Tang Jianhui blushed, wiped his tears, and suddenly smiled.

Chen Chu was a little furious by his laughter, and felt that this pervert might as well yell at Lao Tzu if he smiled at Lao Tzu!

Fuck this sissy smile is even more fucking scary.

Tang Dongxiang helped him get the gambling money, and after removing miscellaneous taxes, it was almost 20 percent.

Hand Chen Chu a card, there was sixteen million in it, Chen Chu's hand was a little hot, and he took this card, this was the most money he had ever seen in his life, and he even suspected that there was really sixteen million in it?

Later, Tang Jianhui also called him five million.

The two brothers are just as Long Qi said, Chen Chu won, they did not hate Chen Chu, but resolved with him.

Chen Chu felt that in addition to the charm of the fighting ring at this time, there may also be a national charm.

The moment he knocked out the Japanese in the ring, he also shattered the wall that separated the Tang brothers from him and thought he would never fall in this life.

And in the face of national righteousness, all private hatred can be put down, although national righteousness is an ambiguous thing that cannot be seen or touched, but the second he knocked down the Japanese, he clearly felt it from the excitement of the Chinese audience who did not know each other and the hoarseness of cheering for himself as a stranger, and waving his sore arms......

Just like now, many Chinese people are scolding China for being bad, but once the war starts, every Chinese will stand on the side of their own country and do their part for this concept of a country that is usually invisible and vague......