The foreigner's registered name was Mascar, and his nationality was the Bald Eagle Empire.

Han Zhe bowed to Mascar, and by the way, he made a gesture.

Mascar didn't care, and the big lama walked towards Han Zhe.

Han Zhe attacked first, but considering that Mascar was a foreigner, he didn't use all his strength or stimulate his internal strength, but just treated him with ordinary moves.

Mascar didn't dodge or dodge, allowing Han Zhe's fist to fall on him.

Han Zhe was shocked, and thought that he had met a stunned Qing, so he hurriedly withdrew part of his strength, but he didn't expect Muska to take advantage of the opportunity to retract his strength, grabbed his arm violently, and threw him out with force!

At this moment, Han Zhe has been practicing his kung fu for more than ten years, as if it does not exist, and he has not played any role.

However, Han Zhe is the leader of the younger generation after all, and although he was thrown out, he still adjusted his body in the air and fell to the edge of the ring.

After this time, Han Zhe realized that his opponent was not an ordinary person, although he was not a martial artist, but he might be more difficult than a martial artist, so he no longer kept his hand.

Taking the initiative to attack again, Han Zhe has already stimulated his internal strength, and launched an attack on Muska with footwork and moves.

But Mascar still didn't dodge or dodge, and he was going to play a defensive counterattack.

Bang!

Han Zhe's fist fell on Mascar's chest, but Mascarpa didn't move at all, and Han Zhe had the feeling of hitting the steel plate.

When Han Zhezheng was surprised, Mascar began to fight back.

The big fist of the casserole swung over, and Han Zhe hurriedly raised his arm to resist, only to find that Mascal's strength was amazing, even better than that of a martial artist who had cultivated internal strength.

Han Zhe hurriedly retreated and unloaded his strength, understanding that he should have encountered a fighter similar to Hercules, not only with great strength, but also with a very strong ability to resist blows in his body, which was not easy to defeat.

However, Han Zhe did not mess up, and began to work steadily, constantly probing, looking for opportunities.

Mascar and Han Zhe's strategy is just the opposite, he doesn't need to be tempted, and every time Han Zhe attacks, it is an opportunity for him.

His strong physique is the biggest capital, he can be hit by Han Zhe countless times, and Han Zhe only needs to be hit by him once.

So the situation in the ring became that Han Zhe gave full play to his speed advantage and kept attacking around Mascar, but he was never able to do anything about Maska.

Mascar was not passively beaten, but through constant positioning, Han Zhe's activity space was compressed.

If this trend continues, in two minutes at most, Han Zhe will be forced into the corner of the ring, unable to dodge, and can only fight Mascal head-on.

Although Qin Nianwei didn't understand martial arts, she could also see that the mascar was a little different.

"Lu Xuan, is that foreigner so powerful?"

Lu Xuan said: "It's not awesome, it's just that his body is not the same as ordinary people." ”

"Different? What's the difference? ”

"Their bodies have been survived by a special method, a bit similar to the medicinal bath that appeared in the movie, making the skin and muscles harder and more resilient, making the bones denser and able to withstand stronger impacts, so ordinary attacks are nothing to them, even if a martial artist who has cultivated internal strength wants to defeat them, it will be difficult for him."

"Huh? Is it so powerful? Then Han Zhe has no chance of winning against him? ”

"How can there be no chance of winning?"

Lu Xuan shook his head, "They mainly fight the skin, muscles, and bones, but the vital points of the human body will not change, so as long as they attack the vital points, they can still be easily defeated." ”

"However, I think that person is also quite good, and if you want to hit his vital point, I'm afraid it's not so easy, right?"

"Then it depends on whether Han Zhe can realize this and whether he has the ability."

As he spoke, Muska had successfully forced Han Zhe into the corner of the ring, relying on his strong physical fitness to force Han Zhe to fight head-on.

Of course, Han Zhe knew that he couldn't go head-to-head with Mascar, so he jumped and wanted to jump over the top of Maska's head, but he didn't expect Mascar to suddenly reach out, grab Han Zhe's ankle, and throw Han Zhe under the ring with a hard throw.

At the end of the competition, Han Zhe lost.

Han Zhe was not convinced, if it wasn't for the ring restricting his play, how could he lose?

He tried to go up and continue the fight with Maska, but was stopped by a referee.

Although this is not an official competition, as long as the purpose is only to exchange and learn, there are rules.

Those who lose in the ring have to wait two hours before they can continue on stage.

Han Zhe was unhappy, but he could only go back to his seat and wait for two hours.

Lin Yang came to him, "Brother Han, that masca is a bit weird." ”

"I know, he is very resistant to fighting, and he has a lot of strength, you better not go up, observe and observe first."

Lin Yang nodded, he knew his catties.

Han Zhe quieted down, but Mascar was not honest, standing in the ring and yelling, provoking the warriors in the audience, and soon someone couldn't help it, rushed to the ring, and then was thrown down in less than a minute.

Even a martial artist like Han Zhe who has cultivated his internal strength is deflated here in Maska, let alone an ordinary martial artist.

After winning five games in a row, Mascar became even more arrogant, and everyone in the audience did not dare to rush up casually.

Winning or losing is a small matter, and losing people is a big one.

Zhang Haichuan looked at Mascal in the ring, and his face was not good-looking.

He or other more experienced martial arts masters can defeat Maskar, but if they make a move, they will be suspected of bullying the small.

But if they don't make a move, who will be able to defeat Mascal?

Han Zhe is already the best of the younger generation, not even Han Zhe, so ninety-nine percent of the young generation of martial artists are probably not Maska's opponents.

I hate to admit it, but that's the way it is.

Huaguo martial arts attaches great importance to the foundation, and it is difficult to achieve all achievements without years of cultivation, so there are many people with strong actual combat ability among the younger generation.

This situation is very embarrassing, according to the rules, if Masca can win ten consecutive matches, or no one dares to challenge in the ring within half an hour, he can advance and qualify for the third day of martial arts exchange finals!

How ironic is it for a foreigner to qualify for the finals of the Chinese martial arts exchange?

Zhang Haichuan was a little hesitant to find a martial arts master who had been famous for a long time to come to the stage and beat him down in this mascar.

The people under the ring were also unwilling, Han Zhe and Lin Yang were the same.

"Lin Yang, do you want to go up?"

A voice came from behind Lin Yang, and Lin Yang said without thinking about it: "Of course I want to!" It's a pity I'm not that match for that mascar...... All I want to wait until it's almost half an hour before I play, so that even if I lose, Maskar won't advance directly. ”

Lin Yang also had no choice but to use this method to delay time.

But after finishing speaking, he felt that the voice he had just spoken was a little familiar, and he hurriedly turned around and saw Lu Xuan standing behind him with Qin Nianwei.

Lu Xuan said: "It's okay, I'll tell you how to fight." ”