Damn!

Huang Zhengqi was so angry that his eyes were full of fire. He had the energy to arrange a Japanese karate master to compete in China within two or three days, but he could not truly control the words and deeds of this Japanese man, which was a bit embarrassing.

Maya Irijiro continued, "My opponent is Liu Feng, right? Liu Feng, have you come? If you come, come out quickly. With my skills, it only takes five minutes to hit you. My time is very rich, come here quickly and prepare for the beating!"

Second O!

Now many bloody media reporters have become angry and speak directly to the point of retorting.

"Hey! Matian Fifty-six, you are here to challenge Liu Feng. The battle is set to start at three o'clock. It's not time yet, are you anxious about yarn?"

"Japanese, don't be too arrogant. Be careful not to be beaten clearly for a while!"

"Mr. Mada, what time are you going to be reincarnated? No one took you seriously, but you just thought you were a clown and even performed something, what's the point!"

Some people started to argue with Mada I56, and some people burst into laughter. Before the competition officially began, the atmosphere became warmer.

snort!

Izumoyuki Asada snorted coldly: "You all keep your mouth shut, don't know what's the matter. I will use my fists to let you know that your current Chinese martial artists have long been thrown far away by our Japanese samurai."

"Do your fists work?"

At this moment, a loud voice sounded like an echo of the empty valley sounded above everyone's heads.

Um?

Almost everyone raised their heads at the same time and looked in the sound.

At some point, a tall young man was already standing on the city tower of Xiaomei City.

The city tower of Xiaomei City is only five meters high, and the handsome young man's angular facial features can be seen clearly. He is wearing a traditional Chinese style mortal martial arts uniform, independent of the battlements stones of the city tower. His clothes are whispered by the bitter cold wind, which is quite a bit like an ancient chivalrous style.

"Are you Liu Feng?" Asa Irijiro asked loudly.

"Of course it's me."

That's right, the young man on the city tower was Liu Feng. He carried his hands on his back and said calmly: "Huaxia is the charity of etiquette. I am the master, and you are the guest. As the master, you naturally have to wait for the guest in advance, so I have come a long time ago. Unfortunately, what I waited for was not a guest, but something that looked down upon. I have been here for so long, but you haven't seen it."

"Someone sees people as low as you? What do you see people as low as you?" Although Ada Izuru's Chinese is well spoken, he obviously doesn't master much of the idioms.

His question caused another burst of laughter.

"Mata, it's a dog's eye to look down on people."

"Mada Ikusaki, I feel like you are that guy, haha!"

"Japanese, our young Chinese martial artists have come a long time ago. Are you still arrogant now?"

The good media reporter started a group ridicule mode for Ada Izuru.

What's even more funny is that an assistant of Ada I56 explained in a low voice: "Mr. Mada, that Liu Feng obviously called you a dog, do you know?"

"Baga! Of course I heard it, can you explain it?"

Iroru Mada was so angry that he scolded his assistant, then raised his hand and pointed at Liu Feng, "Come on, we meet today for a competition, you come down to fight."

"Since you're in a hurry to get beaten, I'll come down."

Liu Feng, in front of everyone, leaped forward like a god descending to earth, jumping down from the five-meter-high city tower.

Wow!

Just such a simple jump immediately caused a burst of exclamation.

"So handsome. I jumped down from a height of five meters. This is definitely a great martial artist and a real martial arts master!"

"I opened my eyes today. Look at Liu Feng, jumping down from such a high seems to be fine."

"This is so amazing. The day before yesterday, a buddy on the second floor of our community jumped off the balcony after drinking too much. She was less than four meters tall and broke her leg."

In addition to being shocked, the reporters in the media area praised Liu Feng. Many people pressed the shutter to capture Liu Feng's jumping style.

Some live broadcast reporters have even begun to look for angles in front of the camera and have begun to speak enthusiastically.

After Liu Feng landed, he also hugged the media reporter's position and said loudly: "Thank you all media friends for coming to support me today. I promise that today I will use authentic Chinese martial arts to defeat this so-called Japanese karate number one, Yang I am the prestige of China, and I am the Chinese martial arts soul."

Bang, bang...

Liu Feng's remarks attracted a lot of applause and cheers.

"Liu Feng, you're talking too much nonsense."

Maya Izuru also came to Liu Feng and pulled off the red cloak on his body, "Come on, I said before, I will defeat you in five minutes, I hope you can hold on for a few more seconds."

"Okay, I will try my best to satisfy you." As Liu Feng spoke, his steps suddenly accelerated, and his body shot into his opponent like a sharp arrow, and a powerful collapse punch was smashed out.

"Bengquan, it turns out that you are practicing Xingyiquan."

Mada Noi Liu was obviously very familiar with the Chinese martial arts and boxing styles, and he suddenly revealed the source of Liu Feng's boxing skills. At the same time, he also stepped forward and smashed a simple and rough straight punch.

Bang!

The two of them collided with each other, making a thunder-like thunder sound. Many people around them felt their eardrums tremble continuously.

Then... thunder! thunder...

Under everyone's gaze, following all the cameras, and quickly capturing, Mada Ikuro's whole body trembled and took four steps backwards, and each step left a footprint nearly three inches deep on the ground.

On the contrary, Liu Feng not only did not retreat, but continued to rush forward quickly. He retracted his right fist and whipped his left hand down as his body swung.

"This is the whip force of Tongbei Fist!"

At this time, Ada Izuru's eyes were full of solemnity. When he recognized Liu Feng's use of punching, he crossed his fists and arms downwards!

Bang!

The blow was also dull and thunderous. At this moment, a layer of fine cold sweat suddenly oozed out of Matian Fifty-Liu's forehead, and his right foot bent down and he knelt on the ground with one foot.

"Damn, kneel down!"

"I knelt in just two moves. Didn't this Japanese guy brag so loudly just now? Why did he kneel so quickly?"

"Matian, it's not yet the Spring Festival in China. If you kneel down to pay New Year's greetings, Liu Feng will not give you New Year's money!"

Media reporters burst into laughter again. They saw that Liu Fengzhan, who represents the Chinese martial arts world, was absolutely superior, and seemed to be happier than the New Year.

There was also a live broadcast reporter who screamed excitedly at the camera: "Did you see it? The number one karate master from Japan, facing the young Chinese martial artist Liu Feng, did not have the strength to fight back. He knelt down and begged for mercy after taking only two moves!"

Ah puff!

Matian Fifty-six is ​​about to vomit blood at this time, and I am numb. I half-kneeled to the ground to protect him. Is it good? I'm kneeling, but have I begged for mercy? Is your Chinese language not so rich, okay?

Bang!

Immediately afterwards, Liu Feng swung his 43-yard big foot and stuffed his kick to the opponent's chest, kicking Ma Tian Fifty-Six flying backwards six or seven meters away.

Of course, Asada Izuru's Bushido spirit is very admirable, and his physical ability to resist strikes is also outstanding. After being kicked away by Liu Feng, he actually rolled back three times and then stood up again.

At this moment, Mada Izuru did not dare to even look down on Liu Feng at all, and even his confidence in whether he could defeat Liu Feng was shaken.

"Calm down, Ikuro Asada, you must be calm when facing such a master."

In his heart, Ada Izuru kept reminding himself to be calm, but...

At this time, Liu Feng suddenly gave a thumbs up at Ikuro Asada and said in a very sincere and admirable tone: "Mr. Ikuro Asada, Ikuro Asada, I'm a little surprised by your strength! I originally thought that I only had one punch to hit you, but you took two punches and one kick. You are worthy of being the number one master of karate in Japan."

Ah...Puff!

Matian was so angry that he almost burst into blood when Liu Feng said this, and everyone onlookers almost burst into laughter. Is this praising people? No one is hurting people to this extent, right?

"I just kept seeing this Japanese arrogance and felt angry. Now I understand that our Chinese martial artists are even more arrogant!"

"To be right, our Chinese martial artists are even more arrogant, but they are so arrogant that they are profound and arrogant that they are temperamental. The most important thing is that they are really powerful and arrogant that they make people feel cute."

"Compared with our Chinese martial artists, this Mr. Mada is really stupid and sad. He said that the battle ended in five minutes. I think he might not be able to hold on for a minute, right?"

The Chinese people watching were happy, but only Liu Feng knew that the Matian Fifty-six in front of him was actually not a soft persimmon.

The collapse punch and the back whip that Liu Feng had just made just now were actually using all his strength. With Liu Feng's idea, he really wanted to end the battle with one punch, but he failed to do it.

It is certain that if Yu Fengxian faced this Matian fifty-six, it would be hard to say who wins and who loses.

Faced with the Chinese sarcasm, Ada Izuru was completely unable to keep calm.

At a certain moment, Matian's eyes suddenly turned red. He roared and counterattacked towards Liu Feng, "Liu Feng, I'm going to kill you today."

"Come on, if you have the ability, I will give you my life." Liu Feng met without fear.

Bang bang, bang bang bang...

The duel between the two is nothing fancy, it is a competition of speed, strength, and hardness.

Mada Noi Liu, who uses authentic traditional karate, each punch has the momentum of killing with one blow. Liu Feng fights back with Xingyiquan, the most powerful and distinctive in the Neijia boxing. Each punch and every kick is filled with the strong force generated by the internal blood swelling.

The two of them collided at high frequency, and their bodies were changing at high speed. At the beginning, the onlookers could still see the movements of the two, but after thirty seconds, everyone found that their eyes could hardly keep up with the rhythm of the two.

“So strong!”

No one noticed that Yu Fengxian appeared in an inconspicuous position in the crowd. While watching the game, he said, "It seems that I have to convince me that Liu Feng can defeat me. Not only is his skill stronger than me, but his footwork and body skills are also something I can't catch up with. It's a pity that I don't know if he can leave Yanjiao alive today."

Bang bang bang bang!

One minute after the showdown, Liu Feng suddenly seized the opportunity and made continuous progress and punched him.

A punch hit Ada Ikuro in the chest, causing him to retreat continuously; a punch hit Ada Ikuro in the abdomen, causing him to almost vomit blood; another punch hit Ada in the cheek, causing him to fall to the ground, and half of his face immediately became swollen.

"Wow! Knocked down!"

"It's still our Chinese martial arts that are so good! What's the number one Japanese karate? In front of our young martial artist Liu Feng, he is simply a scumbag."

"Liu Feng, good, if I compete in the ring, you will be ko!"

Media reporters have already started cheering and cheering for Liu Feng.
Chapter completed!