Okada listened to the anger in his heart and was full of resentment, Tang Yulan's words, he could pronounce the death penalty of Ren Wujian Bafang, what qualifications did he have to say such a thing, it was too lawless.

Everyone was in an uproar, and some people thought that Tang Yulan was crazy.

The referee held the microphone and said, "In the last time, Regiment Leader Tang finally arrived, and the competition went on normally. He turned his head and faced Tang Yulan, saying: "The Emperor of Martial Arts is the number one master of the Japanese Kingdom, and his strength should not be underestimated, and he has already stood at the pinnacle. I want to ask Captain Tang, do you have any pressure? Is there anything else you need to prepare before the duel? ”

Tang Yulan had a calm face: "I want to sleep lazy, okay?" ”

"This ...... No, I can't. "The referee was very difficult.

"Since it doesn't work, then you still ask Lao Tzu what he needs to prepare?" Tang Yulan strode to the center of the venue and said loudly: "Isn't it just fighting devils?" Get out of the way, don't get in the way here. Obviously just a referee, but you still want to think of yourself as a reporter? ”

The Emperor of Martial Arts' hands naturally drooped, looked at Tang Yulan, and said with a smile: "Not bad...... You, there is ...... Qualification! ”

The smile of the Martial Emperor was three points of excitement and seven points of contempt.

Excitedly, after all these years, he finally met a relatively strong opponent.

Contemptuously, Tang Yulan's realm still seemed to be a master of comprehending the law, and he was not integrated into the law of heaven and earth, so he concluded that Tang Yulan's failure was inevitable.

It's just that although this world is big, there are very few people who are qualified to compete. The Emperor of Martial Arts couldn't help but feel a sense of decline of the strong in his heart, and let out a long sigh.

"Do you feel that it is not easy for me to exercise my strength to this day, and it is a pity to kill it?" Tang Yulan saw the complicated expression of the Emperor of Martial Arts, and asked leisurely.

"Yes." The Martial Emperor nodded, a hint of pity in his eyes.

Tang Yulan continued: "Then, before you start, can you agree to a small request from me. This request is minor, and many of you in the room should be able to accommodate it. ”

Ren Wujian couldn't understand why Tang Yulan suddenly became verbose, and he was very impatient to wait.

The referee was also curious, some of Zhao Donghui and others scratched their heads, and some held their chins, showing puzzled looks.

The Emperor of Martial Arts nodded: "Say!" ”

"That's good." Tang Yulan smiled: "Can you say, 'A gust of west wind blows your wife, your knees break the paint on the wooden door, and the blood drips from your legs, it doesn't matter if you stay stupid?'" He saw that the Emperor of Martial Arts was struggling to speak, and it was likely to be a stutter, so he made up some tongue-twisting limericks on the spot.

Everyone was stunned at the same time.

The whole space seemed to freeze.

The face of the Emperor of Martial Arts seemed to be filled with a spring, and he jerked violently, revealing a few dazzling white teeth, at this moment, he felt that the connection between heaven and earth had been broken, and the state of mind that he had worked hard to maintain before entering the arena all collapsed at this moment, which was more uncomfortable than being reborn with ten punches, it was simply an undisguised humiliation.

Even if the Emperor of Martial Arts doesn't stutter, this is the venue for duels, and before the battle of life and death, he suddenly plays tongue twisters, doesn't that seem too contemptuous of the enemy?

Tang Yulan saw the reaction of the Emperor of Martial Arts, and strengthened his thoughts even more, and asked again: "This limerick is messy, it doesn't matter if you don't read it, then can you say that the blackened black ash fertilizer ash will volatilize and turn gray and black will fly back to black ash, and the ash gray black fertilizer will volatilize and turn black ash into ashes and fly back to ashes?" ”

If just now, the air was solid, now the air is starting to crack.

"Die!" The Emperor of Martial Arts snorted coldly, his fingers flicked, and the white mist condensed into sharp ice in the air, hitting Tang Yulan's throat, heart and other vital points.

Tang Yulan dodged in a flash, and scolded: "Despicable, sneak attack, you!" ”

There was a plop from behind.

Tang Yulan turned his head to see that the referee had fallen to the ground, with several blood holes on his body, and a weak hehe sound came from his mouth.

Some spectators screamed, and they finally understood that this duel was not like watching boxers fight in the ring, no matter how fierce it was, the audience would not be affected by life.

"I'm leaving!" A man in his fifties stood up and, under the protection of bodyguards, left the stands.

No matter how exciting this fight is, if it threatens his own safety, what's the point of looking at him again?

Matthew Baker's eyes were fixed on the referee, who had previously instructed the actor who had been shot how to scream and moan in pain when he was filming a combat film. In retrospect, many of those instructions were wrong. Only those with minor injuries that are not life-threatening can scream. Because their spirit is still there, how can they howl when they are seriously injured and dying and their strength is insufficient? Ghosts or reborn powerhouses have extremely strong vitality, and they may be able to let out a sharp roar after being seriously injured, and ordinary people can't compare with them at all.

In the field, the Emperor of Martial Arts rushed towards Tang Yulan again, he jumped up in the air, his palms were rapidly congested, his muscles were stretched, his bones were expanded, and his palm was as big as a fan, rolling up the whistling wind and slapping it towards Tang Yulan's head.

"Your sister!" Tang Yulan roared, didn't dodge or dodge, raised his fists high above the top, and bumped into the wind of the Emperor of Martial Arts.

"Sister...... Sister ......" Captain Tang's voice seemed to be torn apart by the strong wind, and a sound echoed in the venue.

Zhao Donghui was dodging as if a donkey was rolling, and with a "boom", Tang Yulan and the fists and palms of the Emperor of Martial Arts collided together, and the explosion sounded like thunder, and white gas flew in the air, and the feet were flying sand and stones.

Zhao Donghui was blown out by the wind, and some of the spectators who were closer to the venue were blown up, covering their faces with their hands and closing their eyes tightly.

Matthew Baker was watching wonderfully, his mouth was wide open, and a hat that had been scraped over for some time slapped on his face, and it was suddenly pitch black.

In the field, Tang Yulan's feet sank into the ground for half a meter, and the Emperor of Martial Arts flipped in the air with the force of the collision, and his clothes fluttered lightly, like a feather falling to the ground.

"Come!" The eyes of the Emperor of Martial Arts flashed with two bright lights, and he rushed towards Tang Yulan again.

Tang Yulan took a sharp breath, the muscles on his arms were tangled, every pore was tightly closed, and the hair was like a steel needle erected, facing the Emperor of Martial Arts with a punch.

"Boom!"

Many people covered their ears, their faces turned pale from the loud sound, and a wave of air churned out, Tang Yulan even buried his knees in the soil, with his legs as the center, there was a large pit in the shape of a pot bottom with a diameter of more than two meters, and the cracks around the pit were condensed with a layer of hoarfrost, and even Zhu Jingyuan and others in the distance felt the biting cold.

Tang Yulan shook off the dust on his head and said secretly: "This fist is much heavier than Master Li Neng's." ”