"Hahaha!! －－－”

Ye Xuan's words were not whispered, the audience who was seated close to the ring could hear it clearly, and immediately laughed out loud, and the audience who didn't hear it in the back also laughed when they heard the explanation of the audience in front of them, and the entire venue suddenly turned into a sea of joy.

"Hahaha, Master Ye Xuan is doing well!"

"The dead foreign devil must have been tossing in bed all night last night, and now he is a soft-footed shrimp!"

"Kill him, kill this foreign devil!"

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Looking at Taylor, who was flushed and his face was changing to purple, Ye Xuan patted his chest and said with a faint smile: "comeon!" Punch me again! ”

"Shit, give me death!" Hearing the boos from the audience, the shouting and scolding of British foreigners, and the ridicule in Ye Xuan's mouth, Taylor almost wanted to go crazy, his dignified boxing champion of the empire was humiliated by a "sick man of East Asia", his eyes were red, he roared angrily, rushed forward, and punched and kicked Ye Xuan like a madman.

Boom! Boom! Boom! －－－－－

Ye Xuan seemed to turn into a mountain, allowing Taylor's punches and kicks to hit his body, but he still didn't move.

Hong Zhennan turned his head to look at Ip Man beside him, but found that Ip Man also turned his head to look at him at the same time, and both of them could see the shock in each other's eyes.

And the audience, who was originally smiling in the audience, watched Taylor's fists and feet kicking wildly on Ye Xuan's hands, and gradually, the smile on his face slowly disappeared, whether it was those foreign foreigners or Chinese warriors, the mouths on their faces slowly opened, and their faces showed surprise.

"Oh God, is the body of this Chinese man made of iron?"

"Oh my God, what did I see, is this Chinese man a god descending from heaven?"

"Could it be that Master Ye Xuan practiced the legendary iron cloth shirt and golden bell jar?"

"Could it be that Master Ye Xuan is a member of the Dao Sect. Now you are using the legendary "God Fight"? ”

…………

A series of exclamations shouted out from the audience, looking at the person on the stage, the faces of those people below were full of disbelief, at this time, technology was not very developed, and there were some devout believers, and even began to think that Ye Xuan was the incarnation of God in the East.

No one saw that the ghost head and Charles who were sitting in the foreigner area saw Ye Xuan, who didn't react at all no matter how Taylor shot in the ring, and their faces first showed shock, and then the two turned their heads and glanced at each other, and made eye contact. It seemed that a consensus was reached quickly, and then Charles stood up, and unfortunately glanced at Taylor, who was already panting in the ring, sighed, and turned around towards the side door and walked out while no one was paying attention.

In the ring, Taylor's face was flushed at this time, his whole body was covered with sweat, and he couldn't breathe. But on the other hand, Ye Xuan was still holding his fists, as if he had just beaten a mosquito just now.

"That's what you call power?" Ye Xuan looked at Taylor's indifferently and said in English: "I think you should go back to the UK to pick up the child!" ”

"You wolf!" Hearing what Ye Xuan said, Taylor, who was already about to get tired, was like being doped. The whole person raised his fist like crazy and hit Ye Xuan's body like a street thug.

The game has come to this point, completely beyond anyone's expectations, originally thought to be a one-sided or a dragon battle, but now. But it turned into a one-sided battle, but this one-sided was not the British boxing champion's tyranny of the Chinese martial arts as the British thought, but the Chinese martial arts allowed the British boxing champion to be tyrannical and unharmed.

"You punched me so much. It's my turn to punch you, too! Looking at Taylor, who didn't have the slightest strength to hit him with his fist, a sneer appeared at the corner of Ye Xuan's mouth, and then the right hand that had not made any movement from the ring suddenly raised, and the green tendons in his right hand burst out, and the momentum of the whole person seemed to turn into a wild beast at this moment, and a punch was swung out, slamming it on Taylor's temple.

Boom!!! －－－

A sound that seemed to break the air, Taylor flew out backwards like a cannonball, and slammed into the guardrail of the ring behind him, only to hear the "click" of the guardrail that was two meters high and the thickness of an adult's thigh, and was broken by force, and in the screams of the audience under the ring, Taylor fell to the ground like a broken doll, kicked his legs, and lost his breath.

After the entire arena looked at the British boxing king tornado who fell under the ring, it first became silent, and then suddenly it exploded, and the entire arena suddenly boiled.

Wow! －－－

"Win! ......" All the Chinese present stood up, and the cheers were about to lift the ceiling of the arena, and then I don't know who took the lead, everyone rushed into the somewhat broken ring, and together they lifted Ye Xuan and threw him into the air.

Just when all the Chinese championed Ye Xuan like a hero, under the ring, a group of Britons came to the place where Taylor fell, and after seeing the emergency doctor announce Taylor's death, these Britons, who originally looked extremely gentlemanly, were like bulls in heat, shouting one by one to find Ye Xuan for revenge, and to arrest Ye Xuan to avenge the tornado.

Seeing the British people shouting one by one beside him, the ghost looked at Ye Xuan, who was thrown into the air by countless Chinese people in the ring, and a cold smile flashed on the corner of his mouth.

Everyone carnivaled for a while, and then put Ye Xuan off their heads, but everyone was still enthusiastic, and they were in the middle one by one, congratulating happily:

"Master Ye, you are so powerful!"

"Master Ye, good job!"

"Master Ye, you really breathed a sigh of relief for us!"

"Master Ye, you are our pride!"

"Master Ye ......"

…………

"Get out of the way, get out of the way...... What to do, what to do......"

Suddenly, some discordant voices suddenly came from this tide of congratulations, and the crowd around behind them was crowded, and a fat figure squeezed in from the crowd with difficulty.

"Master Ye Xuan, it's not good, the foreign devil doesn't keep his word, and he wants to arrest you to avenge the tornado, you go quickly!" As soon as the chubby figure came in, he grabbed Ye Xuan's sleeve and shouted loudly.

Ye Xuan had already seen the person when the man grabbed his sleeve, and he didn't expect that he was the police captain Fat Bo who he met in front of the fish stall before, and the news he brought also made everyone present angry.

"What, foreign devils dare to break their promises? It's really fake, before the game, they signed a "life and death certificate", shouldn't the foreign devils already be shameless? ”

"These barbarians, even after signing the "life and death certificate", dare to deny it, and sooner or later give birth to a son without asshole! ”

"No matter who it is today, as long as you want to catch Master Ye, you have to step on my corpse!"

"Yes, step over my corpse......"

"Just step over my corpse......"

The crowd was excited, roaring like a frenzy, and wanted to break through the sky.

Suddenly, a burst of footsteps came from all directions, and one by one, Indian policemen wearing police uniforms and holding pistols ran in from outside the arena, led by David, the superintendent of the Kowloon Police Station known as the "ghost head".

The ghost head stood at the front of the hall, looking at the crowd in the ring, a cruel smile flashed on his face, and with a wave of his hand, nearly fifty Indian policemen behind him immediately surrounded the ring.

Bang bang bang!!

Three gunshots suddenly rang out in the sky above the arena, which immediately silenced the entire arena, and then the people in the ring turned their heads and saw the policemen and the guns in their hands gathered below, and their faces changed drastically.

"The police are handling the case, we are here this time to arrest the murderer Ye Xuan, no one else, etc., all of them will leave the ring for me!" The ghost head swaggered to the front of the ring and shouted at the people in the ring in half-baked Cantonese.

"What do you want to do, Master Ye Xuan signed a "life and death certificate" when he competed with Tornado! ”

"Dead foreign devils, you want to cheat, signing the "life and death certificate" means that life and death are fate, victory or defeat is in the sky, and now that you bullshit tornado is dead, what does it matter to our Master Ye? ”

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Looking at the Chinese pariahs who were chattering angrily above, with a wave of the ghost's hand, several policemen behind him suddenly picked up their guns and fired a few shots at the ring, although everyone was unharmed, but when they saw the bullet hit their feet, their hearts were also terrified.

"Now I count to ten, after counting, if the person who is still standing in the ring, I will regard him as Ye Xuan's accomplice, and I will be killed when the time comes!" The ghost head smiled suspiciously.

"One!"

"Two!"

"Three!"

…………

"You can't let the foreign devils capture Master Ye, and if you want to capture Master Ye, unless you step on my corpse!"

"Yes, if you want to capture Master Ye, you can't step into my corpse!"

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