Hearing this, Long Bu was not bad and almost couldn't help but turn around and run.

As soon as he thought of winning and being kissed by this fat aunt like a pig, he didn't dare to make a move.

This Seria is purely here to disgust him!

"Hehe, I'm scared!"

When Seria saw that the dragon was not bad, her face changed, and she lifted her chin proudly.

"Take advantage of the moment to beg for mercy, admit your identity as a Vaishya, and then kneel down and kiss my feet, I can still look at my husband's face and forgive you for your disrespect this time."

"Otherwise, what awaits you later is a poor ambulance package!"

The corners of Long Bubad's mouth twitched, and he endured disgust and said: "You still call someone, I want to see how much ability you Indians can have." ”

"Hey! Toast without eating, eat penalty wine? ”

Sherya sneered a few times and winked at the maid who was with her beside her.

"Go to the dueling arena over there, that's where you should be, don't cry and beg me for mercy."

Long Bupo sneered twice, and followed the servant to a clearing half the size of a football field.

He saw dried blood on the ground, broken swords and shields in the corners, and weapon racks.

Surrounded by a circle of high platform auditoriums, full of Indian style, it really looks like that.

Deng Mastiff's family was seated in the seats.

There are three people in the Dragon Kingdom, such as Deng Mastiff's sister and brother, and the remaining ten or so people are from India, Sheriya's clansmen.

Except for Deng Mastiff and the three of them looking forward to it, everyone else looked like they were watching jokes, eating melons and fruits, and chatting in a relaxed atmosphere.

In their eyes, Long Bu Bad seems to be a clown who comes to perform the show.

Nilou, in particular, caused a burst of laughter after she told her cousins that the dragon was not bad and that she had just 'shown her hand'.

The laughter was exaggerated, and he could hear it clearly as he stood in the middle of the dueling arena.

"This kid from the Dragon Kingdom is too arrogant, a guy who can show off such a trick as breaking the kettle with his fingers, dares to challenge the protector of our Holy Seal Kingdom?"

"It's all because Uncle Singh hasn't taught them a lesson for a long time."

"These ignorant people of the Dragon Kingdom really think that our Holy Seal Kingdom is easy to provoke, haha!"

"I bet he'll crawl over to Aunt Sherya in tears, crying, and begging for mercy."

"Isn't that a matter of course?"

To these disdainful voices, Long Bu just smiled faintly and ignored them.

Soon, a tall, burly Indian jumped into the field.

He also had a piece of gauze wrapped around his eyes!

This made the Indians on the stage excited.

"Look, Uncle Singh is going to fight him blindfolded!"

Nilou covered her mouth in surprise and said, "Oh my God, shouldn't I have told him about this dragon man showing off to me by breaking a water bottle?" ”

"Oh, my dear sister, you've done so beautifully, wouldn't it be boring to let Uncle Singh beat this dragon country to his knees and beg for mercy with one punch?"

"Yes, yes, that's it, I can't wait to see the dragon people fleeing in panic."

"Hahaha!"

And in the middle of the field, Singh also quickly ran to a position fifteen meters in front of Long Bubad.

There was a burst of exclamations from the spectators.

You know, how much fear a person has to overcome to run forward without seeing anything.

Not to mention moving exactly where you want to go.

This Singh is not simple!

"Holy Seal is merciful, Dragon Boy, now kneel down and beg for mercy, apologize to Miss Sherya, I can make an exception to spare you."

He put one palm on his chest in a gesture of mercy.

The dragon is not bad: "What if I say no?" ”

"Then don't blame me for being ruthless with my iron hands, and I will be punished!" He admonished sharply.

The dragon is not bad, so I wondered.

"Have I committed any unpardonable sin, that you will punish me?"

These words directly silenced Singh.

In a single sentence, he was transformed from a righteous judge into a criminal atrocity!

He is not good at words, and he can't find a reason to refute it.

His face suddenly turned the color of iron blue.

After a while, he finally held back a roar: "As a low-ranking Vaishya, it is the greatest sin for you to dare to offend the noble Brahmana Miss Sharya!" ”

"Drink!"

After saying that, he burst into a shout, and with the momentum of lightning, he launched a charge towards the dragon.

This is knowing that I can't say it with my mouth, so I can get started directly!

The dragon smiled slightly, didn't dodge, just stretched out a hand and stood on the spot to receive the call.

Wing Chun, Ip Man!

When Seria and the others in the spectator seat saw his posture, they immediately burst into laughter.

"What does it mean that this dragon country man is putting on this posture?"

"Does he think that after watching a few kung fu movies, he can kill all sides like the protagonist in the movie?"

"It's over, I can't bear to watch it anymore, hahaha!"

These Indians were crazy with joy, leaning forward and backward with laughter, out of breath.

However, their joyous laughter soon faded away.

"What's the matter, why can't Uncle Singh hit him?"

"Every punch and kick was dodged, and Uncle Singh felt like he was fighting the air!"

"It's the damn wind, whining in my ears, and Uncle Singh can't judge his location no matter how good his hearing is."

"I see!"

However, before they could breathe a sigh of relief, Singh was kicked out by Long Bubad.

flew directly in the air for more than ten meters, fell heavily to the ground, and rolled for five or six laps before stopping.

All the Indians were stunned and gasped.

This situation is really difficult for them to accept.

The most unacceptable was Sherya.

She directly held her head in her hands and exclaimed.

"How is it possible, Singh is the protector of the Brahmin people of our Holy Seal Country, how could he lose to a Dragon Countryman, or such a little bodyguard!"

"I can't believe it."

"Could it be that Uncle Singh is already old?"

"No, Aunt Sherya, it's Uncle Singh who underestimated the enemy."

"Yes, yes, it must be so!"

Sherya clutched her chest, and her breathing calmed down.

"I believe in Singh, I will definitely be able to defeat this arrogant dragon countryman!"

And Singh in the field did not live up to her expectations, just spit out a mouthful of blood and stood up again.

He removed the gauze wrapped around his eyes, revealing a pair of fierce and furious eyes.

"Dragon Country Boy, you have successfully provoked my Da Singh!"

Long Bu smiled evilly and asked, "What about angering you?" ”

"Anger me, you don't want to leave intact today!"

His whole body turned into an afterimage and rushed over again.

This time the momentum is completely different from the last time, and it is already a killer move with a bloody taste.

It is estimated that it is a special operations team, and he can rush a piece of armor without leaving a piece of armor!

The dragon is not bad, narrowing his eyes slightly.

This Singh's strength has obviously exceeded the limit that ordinary people can reach.

The combat power is comparable to that of the transcendent power masters.

Even if you go to the Demon Sealing Society, you have a good chance of succeeding in defending and advancing to the semifinals.

He is worthy of being the protector of the Brahmans of the Holy Indian Country.

But it's a pity that in front of him, it's far from enough!

.......

Some people died, but not completely......