"Master Hou, I said something that shouldn't be said, in the entire Jiangdong except for you being Charlie's opponent, it is undoubtedly fatal for others to fight him."

Paul pursed his lips and said helplessly.

"You can't help but underestimate my Jiangdong heroes, Jiangdong Hidden Dragon Crouching Tiger, and you can't beat a Mi Guo boxer?"

"However, I don't have much interest in boxing, you can spend a lot of money and go and ask someone else."

Qin Yi smiled indifferently.

Although he is not a patriotic and angry youth, he still trusts the Jiangdong martial arts community.

It's not that there is no one in Jiangdong, but no one will fight a meaningless battle, only those martial arts hall owners who will fight hard for money.

It's those real grandmasters, unless they are elixirs and treasures, maybe they will come out of the mountain.

Charlie Cao has only defeated a few small martial artists, and he is not qualified to let the lord of Jiangdong make a move.

For him, the most important thing at the moment is to take down the Koto Underground World!

Of course, Wen Jue, this kid dares to run back to die at this moment, no matter what tricks he plays, he can't escape from Qin Yi's palm.

Yes, he is not in a hurry, but he is not in a hurry.

"Master Hou, you don't know how rampant that kid is, they are here for you!"

Paul was in a hurry.

"Mr. Paul, step down, Mr. Qin Hou will go back to Yuxi tomorrow and need to rest."

Wan Xiaoyun saw that Qin Yi was not interested in this matter, so she gave Paul a look.

"Hey, Mr. Qin, if you don't make a move, Jiangdong will only die more people, Charlie Cao is definitely a master worthy of your battle."

"I hope you think again, think about it, and say goodbye!"

When Paul saw that Qin Yi insisted on refusing to make a move, he could only give up and leave in a huff.

Wan Xiaoyun personally sent him out of the door.

"Mr. Wan, now that Charlie is shouting everywhere and knocking out many masters, why don't you say Master Hou won't go to the ring and give you Chinese people a long face?"

"He can't be afraid of Charlie, right?"

Paul asked, puzzled.

"Afraid! Do you think it's possible? ”

"Paul, we have an idiom in Huaxia called it, and it is equal!"

"Charlie Cao is not qualified to challenge Qin Hou now!"

"I promise you, Qin Hou will definitely fight in this ring, but the time has not yet come."

"Just let that boxing champion bounce for a few more days."

Wan Xiaoyun comforted.

"I hope so."

Paul had no choice but to go.

……

In Jiangdong, Charlie Cao swaggered in the ring in Wujiazhuang, arrogantly provoking the martial arts world.

And the person who presided over this ring match was the defected Beizhou leader Wen Jue, who chose Wujiazhuang to hold this ring match, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that this was a disguised attempt to use the ring to reshuffle the cards in Jiangnan.

Because Charlie Cao is talking wildly, there is no one in Jiangdong!

Many sects and masters of the family have responded to the battle!

Until June 9th!

Charlie Cao, the Eagle of the Tang Dynasty, defeated thirteen masters in a row.

Thirteen people, none of whom lasted three rounds!

All of them were KO by Iron Fist!

And Charlie Cao punches, never leaves a living mouth, and none of the people who are knocked out are alive.

It's all up to the ring vertically and carried out horizontally!

On June 9th, Master Kongzheng, a senior monk in Nanhe Province, and Wan Ziquan, the head of the Songshan faction, made an appointment to fight!

Originally, the two masters who were almost grandmasters who were very loud never wanted to be knocked out by Charlie Cao's Divine Fist again, and they died in the ring, and the martial arts world shook for a while!

Charlie Cao set up in Jiangdong in the early morning of June 10, "punching the sick man of China and stepping on the rats in Jiangdong." The plaque is becoming more and more rampant and provocative!

At the same time, Wen Jue invited well-known media at home and abroad to broadcast it on a large scale!

In particular, the United States and the Western media have spoken out in the international arena, boasting that Chinese martial arts are purely fancy, vulnerable, and far inferior to Western boxing and superpowers!

For a time, the original ring match became a battle of Chinese national prestige!

Many domestic and foreign masters and tourists have gathered in Wujiazhuang, wanting to see the divine power of Charlie Cao, and see if there is a master who can restrain this fierce beast of the United States in the land of China!

The gambling lottery company run by the Bai family, opened in Wujiazhuang, far more prosperous than the nine gangs and eighteen meetings of the year, and the daily gambling money was as high as one billion.

……

Yuxi Horse Village!

Three hundred knights lined up in a phalanx!

Each knight was fully armed and shrouded in armor weighing a thousand catties, revealing only cold, merciless eyes, and the long knife in his hand emitted a cold light in the moonlight, because of the demon knight who came out of hell.

Sigh!

A knight on a white horse galloped in the moonlight, but when he saw him roaring, the horse soared three feet into the air, and his cloak was fierce in the wind.

But I saw that the knight on the white horse was wearing a white cloak, wearing a general's helmet, hanging a black ruler from his waist, his face was like frost, and he was majestic.

This person is Qin Yi!

It's been a long time since he's been riding a horse, and tonight is his first cavalry command when he returns to the mortal world!

Although the opponent is a group of scum, Qin Yi is still arrogant!

The first battle was the most important battle to establish the courage and will of the soldiers, and this battle was completed, and the combat effectiveness of the Nether Ghost Rider has greatly increased since then!

"Master Hou!"

Wen Xuan, who was in the lead, drove his horse out of the ranks, knocked his long knife to the right chest of the armor, and nodded in salute.

"Huh!"

The three hundred Nether Horses did not move, and the soldiers on horseback raised their swords in respect at the same time, making a uniform sound.

"Brothers, ahead is Pinggu Mountain, this mountain is a horse and a flat river, Jiang Haitao, Zhou Xiu, Cai Yunlong led the children of the Eight Thousand Dragon Gang, and there are five hundred good players of the Golden Dao Gate, waiting to fight to the death with us!"

"This battle is only allowed to be won, not defeated, and we will fight against ten thousand enemies with three hundred men!"

"Tonight you are the three hundred warriors of Sparta!"

"Do you dare to fight?"

Qin Yi lifted the reins and raised his horse, arrogantly rushing to the sky.

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

The soldiers raised their knives and shouted!

"Yaodong holds the flag, come with me to the meeting!"

"Wen Xuan, Guozhong, and Song Biao, each lead a hundred cavalry, and act according to the flag!"

"Remember, but there is a brother who is killed or wounded, and I will take the heads of all three of you."

Qin Yi nodded with satisfaction.

"Hou Ye, rest assured! When the Great Qin army is out, it will be victorious! ”

Immediately, three horsemen galloped out and received the order.

"Drive!"

Qin Yi turned the horse's head and jerked the reins, and the white horse and the moonlight turned into one and galloped away.

"Brothers, I will listen to my orders to kill the enemy and play our prestige!"

Huang Yaodong had a three-pole flag on his shoulder, laughed, and chased after him.

……

Pinggu Mountain!

This mountain is like a frying pan, and there is a basin at the bottom, which is several miles in a radius of vertical and horizontal, and a flat river!

At this moment, the children of the Eight Thousand Dragons Gang under the mountain, ordinary disciples with machetes in their hands, gathered together to smoke and chat, without the slightest tension on the eve of the war.

Only in front of them, five hundred disciples of the Golden Dao Sect wearing long robes and holding strange golden knives were neatly lined up, all of them looked solemn, their temples were high and bulging, and they were obviously all good hands.

These are the disciples of the Golden Dao Sect!

The golden knife is six feet long, the blade occupies one-third, and the handle is two-thirds long! It's a bit like the ancient Dapu knife!

The golden sword is made of black iron from the East China Sea, plated with gold powder, and looks as powerful as a heavenly divine weapon.

Just swinging towards that is not to be underestimated.

And they are the killer weapon that Jiang Haitao prepared for Qin Yi tonight!

As soon as the golden knife comes out, not a single inch of grass grows!

Tonight is destined to be a bloody battle!

(End of chapter)