Chapter 160: The Battle of the Grandmasters (Part 2)

Oh, my God!

The audience instantly exclaimed, and everyone looked at the thin young man in disbelief, their eyes full of shock.

Especially the man in the flower suit in the back row of the east, his eyes are almost popping out at this moment.

"This guy ......"

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, finally understanding why Fang had suddenly felt a sense of fear for him.

It turns out that the other party is really a fucking master.

And he actually ridiculed him before that he didn't understand anything, he only pretended to be forced, how ignorant was he?

On the martial arts platform, a well-nosed three with weak arms had round eyes and eyes full of disbelief.

In Dongying, he was known as a martial arts wizard, and at the age of twenty-seven, he had already become a great martial artist, enjoying all kinds of reverence.

But now, I was actually crippled by a guy who was not more than twenty years old, and I was punched and crippled an arm?

How can he believe it? How can he dare to believe it?

"You hateful pig, you've burned my anger completely!"

He stood up and roared at Xu Yiming with bloodshot eyes.

"What about the dying person, what about the anger?" Xu Yiming responded coldly.

"Arrogance!"

"Zhi Na pig, you show me what is the real killing technique!"

When the words landed, he took a step of ten meters, rushed behind Xu Yiming in an instant like the wind, kicked his leg with one foot, and wanted to kick him to his knees, while the other hand, like dealing with Gu Shen, made two fingers as eagle claws, from back to front, to hook Xu Yiming's throat.

Such a fierce and domineering attack without flaws, looking at the field, no one really dares to threaten to be able to take it.

Remembering that Gu Shen died tragically under this trick before, the hearts of the audience couldn't help but raise their throats, and they all worried about that young man.

But Xu Yiming had no fear on his face, there was the existence of Yin Yang Wuji Boots, and his speed was ten times faster than that of the underground three?

Almost as soon as he appeared behind him, he fled more than ten meters away.

The three attacks in the underground came out together, and before they had time to retract, others rushed back again, like a tiger and leopard jumping into the air, like a goshawk sweeping the plain, and threw a full three circles in mid-air, making the air explode, making the momentum surge, and the momentum was amazing, so that the two Dongying people in the audience stood up directly.

"Grandmaster!"

The two of them roared angrily.

"What?"

The face of the three people in the well changed suddenly, and suddenly they felt a strong wind coming, and when they looked up, they fell with one foot.

His pupils were extremely constricted, his anger was replaced by fear, and he almost used the fastest speed in his life to raise his arm to block, however, Xu Yiming's kick with a strong murderous intent, how could he stop it if he wanted to?

'Click'.

The arm of the third well was broken in response.

'Bang'.

The chest of the third well was flattened in response.

A mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out, and his whole body flew out like a cannonball, hitting the wall dozens of meters away, and then slowly slid down.

The walls were dented and covered in blood.

At this moment, the invincible well three died here.

At this moment, the audience shouted wildly, and some rich people even cried excitedly.

"Raise my Huaxia Wei, raise my Huaxia Wei!!"

In the past four days, nearly 100 battles have finally ushered in the first victory at this moment.

Who isn't excited? Who isn't ecstatic?

It was the man in the flower suit, and he couldn't help but tremble at this time, and clenched his fists like encouragement.

"It's amazing......"

Jiang Qingfeng, who was in the closest row to the martial arts platform, looked at the person on the field with her beautiful eyes wide open, and was amazed.

"I said, as long as he comes, we will win, right?"

Jiang Qingfeng clenched his fists, his face full of excited smiles.

The guy on the stage once made him suffer such a shame as eating, what about it?

What if he was beaten into a pig's head?

He defeated the invincible Dongying people, so he deserves his admiration!

No matter how the Chinese people fight among themselves, when the people of other countries want to trample on this land, as a Chinese son, they should abandon all grievances and target foreign enemies.

This is what his father taught him from a young age.

Just as the Jiang family is in Jianghan, no matter how powerful they are, other provinces and other cities want to bully here, and his Jiang family is the first to refuse!

"Bastard, how dare you kill three?"

Under the stage in the west, the two Dongying people looked at the slain Underground Three, and the anger in their hearts burned like flames.

The gloomy Murakami second season immediately got up and wanted to come to the stage to avenge the three of the well, but was stopped by Matsuda Ichchitu next to him.

"What are you doing?" he said with some exasperation.

"The other party is a grandmaster, you are not his opponent, I'll come. Matsuda Kazutu said.

"Zong...... Grandmaster?"

When Murakami heard this, he looked at the stage with some horror.

"How is it possible for such a young grandmaster?" he couldn't believe it.

"I don't want to believe that Huaxia will have such a genius, but he is indeed a grandmaster, but if he meets it today, he can take this opportunity to get rid of a big enemy for the future of our Dongying!"

Matsuda Yitu said, climbed the high platform with an expressionless face, and looked at Xu Yiming from afar.

A momentum that was invisible to others rose like a flame.

"Can you tell me where you come from, and who did you study from?"

Matsuda Kazutu asked lightly.

"No door, no teacher, are you satisfied with this answer?"

Xu Yiming responded indifferently.

"Heh......"

Matsuda Yitu sneered, "Is your teacher unsightly?"

"It's good if you're happy. Xu Yiming did not argue.

Hearing this, Matsuda Yitu nodded, his eyes suddenly looked at the sunken wall covered with blood not far away, and said:

"You are indeed very strong, if you are given another ten years, maybe I am really not sure that I can beat you. ”

"But it's a pity that you came out too early, today, you, the genius of Huaxia, will fall, and I will prove that the Great Dongying Martial Arts is stepping on the head of Huaxia. ”

He looked proud.

Xu Yiming said expressionlessly: "No one can step on the head of a 5,000-year-old country." ”

"Really?"

Matsuda Yitu smiled when he heard this, "But in that case, why were you trampled on by me for nothing decades ago?"

"So what? In the end, don't you still lose?"

"Also, don't take the past as your proud capital, those hatreds have always been remembered in the hearts of the Chinese people, one day in the future, what you are proud of will become a knife hanging over your head. ”

"When the sword falls, you're finished. ”

Xu Yiming said calmly.

The simple, neither humble nor arrogant words seemed to ignite the blood of the audience, and everyone couldn't help but clench their fists.

Matsuda Yitu's face gradually became gloomy, and he said in a cold tone:

"That's a beautiful word, but so what? Today, you can't escape death!"

As soon as the words fell, his figure shot out, and a punch smashed into Xu Yiming with a strong wind.

Xu Yiming was fixed there like an old pine, and he never retreated.

When a punch comes, he also punches.

(End of chapter)