"Blind patriotism?"

"That man named Zhong Wentao is a Chinese, so you think he can win. Isn't that blind?"

"If you say this, it would be too one-sided. I just think his strength will be a little better than that big guy."

Chen Feng hugged Xiao Nuonuo and said without raising his head or opening his eyes.

"Mr. Chen, if you say that, I can't agree. Johnson Bear was the champion of last year and was not a reckless man. Don't underestimate him."

"If you don't believe it, just keep watching."

"Then let's wait and see."

At this time, several women began to bet, and Lu Yuan and others stood on Chen Feng's side without hesitation.

But there seemed to be no one present except for them women, and he bet on Zhong Wentao's side.

Because the result is already very obvious, with the strength of the giant bear Johnson, he can hit him until he vomits blood with one punch!

That person named Zhong Wentao has no chance!

After Ichiro Matsushita was carried down, the following game continued to begin.

Johnson, the giant bear, stood on the stage, and said while moving his wrists:

"Chinese people, why do you have to come up and die? Remember, I was the champion of the last time."

"So what if you are the champion? In my eyes, you are nothing." Zhong Wentao smiled.

"But if you think about it carefully, you can't say that you are useless. At least you can use it as a sofa for me."

"Damn Chinese, look at me and punch you to death!"

Giant Bear Johnson didn't care about that much, and before the host could announce the start of the game, he rushed towards Zhong Wentao!

"You are so big and so fast, I have to say that you are a number one person, but you are still a lot short of it in front of me. Go back and practice."

The giant bear Johnson smashed it down with a punch, and Zhong Wentao was not idle either, and punched him in the air!

In an instant, the two people's fists were handed over in the air.

An invisible wave of air spread out around the two of them, and even the audience on the scene felt it clearly.

"My God, this Chinese is very good. He can actually punch Johnson, the giant bear."

"It's really good, because last year, Johnson punched everyone and finally won the championship. It's already great that he can hold on to one punch."

In the following game, everyone thought that with the strength of the giant bear Johnson, he could easily defeat Zhong Wentao.

But unexpectedly, the result was contrary to expectations.

After more than ten minutes of hard fighting, the strong giant Johnson, who was beaten by Zhong Wentao, had a bruised nose and a swollen face. He was finally beaten to death by him and knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

"I won't fight anymore, I won't fight anymore, I will give in."

Seeing the giant bear Johnson kneeling on the ground begging for mercy, everyone was shocked and even felt incredible.

"Brother Feng, you are so awesome. From now on, you will be my male god." Guan Jia said.

"I mean nothing."

The happier Fang Jinyi and Guan Jia were, the ugly Jia Pingchuan's face became.

It’s not a good feeling to be slapped in the face by Chen Feng one after another.

At this time, the audience in the venue could not sit still.

"What the hell is it? The giant bear Johnson was the champion of the last time. He was actually defeated by a Chinese. There is a shady situation in your game here."

All the Europeans and Americans who were watching the game were not done.

Before the game started, they bet all their wealth on Johnson, but now they have achieved such a result.

It would be strange if they could accept it.

And there are deeper reasons here.

They can accept their own losses, but their sense of superiority makes them unable to accept that a Chinese can defeat their European and American strong men.

Before the host could speak, Zhong Wentao's eyes fell on the audience.

"If you have any objections, don't yell below. You can come down and have a fight with me. I will shut you up."

As soon as these words were said, everyone present closed their mouths.

During the competition just now, they had already experienced Zhong Wentao's excellence. If he went on, he would probably be beaten to death.

At this time, seeing that the audience's emotions calmed down a lot, the host also stood up.

"Now, I swear to the omnipotent God that there is no fake in this UFC fighting competition, and strong people like Johnson, who are not good at making jokes about their reputation, so don't worry, there is absolutely no such thing as a fake competition."

"Stop talking nonsense, let the competition start quickly, send other players to kill him. I don't want a Chinese to stand on the ring and shout."

The host nodded and looked at Zhong Wentao.

"This player, according to the order of draws just now, your group match has ended. You can now step down and wait for the second round of the game."

Zhong Wentao smiled, "I said just now that I don't like your competition system very much. Today I want to stand on the stage and challenge everyone here."

The host's face was not very good-looking. If he really followed his wishes, the order of the competition would be messy.

"Damn Chinese, you are too arrogant. Don't think that you can yell here if you defeat the giant bear Johnson."

Before the host could say anything, a dark-skinned American jumped onto the ring.

"It's Black Panther Garner!"

Seeing the black people on the stage, the audience exclaimed.

Zhong Wentao's expression was disdainful, "Just rely on you? Or don't ask for trouble."

"Being able to defeat Johnson means your strength is pretty good, but when you meet me, Garner, I will let you know what absolute speed is, and you may not even touch the corner of my clothes."

While speaking, Garner had already launched an attack, which was incredibly fast!

Because he is a supernatural being known for his speed, Garner's speed is almost at its peak in the eyes of others, and he cannot capture him at all.

But in Zhong Wentao's eyes, it's nothing!

Hutong!

A sudden kick, Zhong Wentao kicked Garner hard!

The latter let out a ginseng cry and flew out of the ring, his eyes turned white and he lost consciousness!

Ghana's failure brought great shock to those present!

At this time, if someone thinks it is a fake game, he will be a little naive and ignorant.

"What's going on? Will so many players be swept by him?"

Zhong Wentao's strong strength allowed the audience to see the power of Chinese Kung Fu.

There are even many people who think that Zhong Wentao is likely to win another game!

Just then, a low voice sounded.

A white man with a moderate figure jumped to the ring like an arrow.

"You all retreat, I'll do the next game."
Chapter completed!