"Kill your master, kill all your fellow disciples, and humiliate the Chinese martial arts."
Where Zhao Fan looked was the arrogant instant-killing Emperor Zhanmut on the ring.
"Brother, what are you going to do with him?" Chen Chun'er said from the side: "I remember, there was a post saying that Zhou Hong had adopted an orphan from Egypt who had excellent martial arts talent, and he originally had nine disciples. It should be all nine."
"Since he wants to use the name of Egyptian physical skills to belittle Chinese martial arts, then that's what he wants."
Zhao Fan smiled faintly and stepped forward, heading straight towards the boxing ring separated by arc iron pillars.
"Okay, if you encounter something like this outside, you will never tolerate it." Chen Chun'er followed closely.
On the ring, Grandmaster Zhou Hong was so angry that his body was shaking. He was in the middle stage of a Grandmaster, but now, he could only exert his innate early stage strength. This was not caused by Zhan Mut like poisoning his nine senior brothers. But three months ago, he had a fight with an Indian yoga master. In terms of realm, the opponent was equivalent to the mid-level master level, but fate was not as good as fate. Just when Zhou Hong was about to win, the yoga master made a temporary breakthrough. , reaching the level of the late master.
The situation became one-sided.
Although it was not a life and death battle, Zhou Hong was seriously injured in the end and needed at least half a year to recover and return to his peak.
Not long ago, Zhanmut, who wanted to dominate the underground black boxing world in the United States, heard the news and came back. He even took this opportunity to poison nine senior brothers who were at the peak of their innate ability. The metal cuffs were opened to restrain Zhou Hong, and then a group of foreigners came. Together with Zhanmut, they secretly transported Zhou Hong and nine senior brothers to the United States, and today's scene occurred.
"My dear Master, don't be angry."
Zhanmut laughed softly and said: "Today, no matter what, you will fulfill my reputation of killing the emperor in an instant. No one can stop the rise of Egyptian physical skills, and Chinese martial arts will be severely trampled under my feet. "
"Pooh!"
The eldest brother among the nine Chinese warriors spat and cursed: "Bullshit Egyptian physical skills, your one-finger heart-breaking, ground-breaking split, and double-handed conchs, which one is not a long-standing martial arts in China? You still have the nerve to say so. It’s Egyptian physical magic!”
"Losers are not qualified to say these things, but the lies of winners are always true."
Zhanmut smiled and nodded to the blond beauty next to him.
"You will definitely suffer retribution if you deceive your master and destroy your ancestors!" Zhou Hong looked directly at Zhanmut and roared: "I should really listen to my old friend. If he is not of my race, his heart will be different."
The latter shrugged his shoulders without any sense of guilt, "Whatever you say, even if the legendary Great Luo Jinxian from China comes, he won't be able to save you. It's your honor to be my stepping stone, and your death is worth it. In the future, my name will go down in history!"
The blonde beauty took the microphone and stood with the referee at the edge of the ring, but kept a distance from the arc iron pillar. Her beautiful face was filled with a bright smile, "Now, our instant kill emperor will fight for his The opponents, the ten Chinese warriors, personally removed the handcuffs and legcuffs."
"Egyptian Taijutsu!"
"Trash Chinese martial arts!"
"Does the sick man of East Asia deserve to have martial arts?"
"Punch the shit out of these ten yellow-skinned monkeys!"
Thousands of spectators below cheered wildly, one wave after another like a wave, making the ceiling faintly tremble.
The blonde beauty threw the plate of keys in her hand towards the Instant Kill Emperor. Then the switch was turned off and the iron door opened. She and the referee left the ring together and came to the two specially prepared chairs underneath to prepare for the upcoming fight. One vs. Ten real-time commentary.
Zhanmut, on the other hand, reached out to take the key plate, came to Zhou Hong as fast as the wind, and opened the handcuffs and legcuffs of the other party.
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