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Wen Tai snorted disdainfully and said: ”Him, he is far from being good. This guy is a stranger in the National Arts Association, he likes to do all this stuff, his senior brother is the president of the National Art Association, and the people who come today can only be considered some not very famous figures in the National Art Association. A true expert of the National Art Association is very powerful, even the eldest son and Huang Qingsheng respect the several experts of the National Arts Association very much.”
Hua Qianlou was relieved. When he shifted his gaze back to Zhou Dacheng and the rest of the members of the National Technique Association, he was no longer looking forward to today's fight. Since the National Arts Association had yet to send out any decent fighters, today's match was not as exciting as it had been before.
More and more people gathered, and very soon, the entire stadium was filled with people. Seeing this scene, Hua Qianlou turned to the people beside him and said, ”Basically, every fight will have so many spectators?”
The one standing next to Hua Qian Xun was a young man, although nervous when Hua Qian Xun asked, he could still speak clearly. He shook his head and said: ”No, although there are a lot of people in the world today, it is still worse than today, since today is a battle between the National Arts Association and the martial arts experts of the Sea Country.”
A group of men in black suits walked in from the entrance. At first glance, Hua QianXun saw a baldy who was much taller than the men around him, and not only that, he had a domineering look on his face and a cruel smile on his face, giving off a formless psychological deterrent, especially his eyes, which were like those of a beast. They radiated with a beastly light.
When the group of men in black suits appeared, the atmosphere immediately became lively. The host immediately reported excitedly that the fighters from both sides had arrived. Next, he asked the people from both sides to inspect the arena and then arrange the matches.
The various inspections quickly ended, and amidst the cheers of the audience, the tall Teng Tian Gang and Zhou Dacheng's nephew, Zhou Wenbin, both stepped onto the stage at the same time. This was the first time Hua Qianlou had seen this kind of underground boxing competition, and it was also the first time he had seen such a thing involving the reputation of two races. In the past, he had only seen this kind of scene in movies and had not truly experienced the feelings of the audience.
The smile on his face became even more cruel and arrogant. After the referee finished reading the rules, this fellow impatiently pushed the referee away, and with his right hand holding out his middle finger, he did a provocative and disdainful action towards Zhou Wenbin. At the same time, he opened his mouth and said in his broken Chinese, ”You … Kowtow and admit defeat, say that Chinese martial arts is not good, I … I won't kill you! ”
The majority of the spectators were all Chinese, they definitely did not expect that this competition would be played to the point where it was like what they saw on television. This Sea race was so arrogant, they actually said something to humiliate China, how could everyone not be angry, they only heard countless angry curses being heard, and the entire competition grounds immediately erupted, all of them were him, the words to get rid of him reverberated in the hall!
Teng Tiangang's eyes swept across the area. After hearing all of this, not only was he not shocked, but his smile became even more cruel. He continued to scan the area with his finger and said, ”You guys …” ”Those who are unconvinced, those who aren't, those who come to challenge, we can all go up together. Hahahaha …”
Damned natives of the sea, you are so arrogant, who are you, brat from the National Arts Association, get rid of this natives, otherwise I will make you lose all of your ancestors' face.
Amongst the crowd, seeing that Zhou Wenbin had yet to speak, how could they bear it any longer and instead used insults to provoke him? They hoped that Zhou Wenbin would make his move as soon as possible and eliminate that arrogant and arrogant fellow, Teng Tiangang!
What the heck was this? A match hadn't even started and yet he was already in such a state. It was no wonder that the people from the National Arts Association were talking so harshly. What the hell were they trying to do? If they were to lose in such a fight, it would be a complete disgrace for them!
Perhaps it was because of the atmosphere at the scene, Zhou Wenbin, who was standing on the stage, finally could not hold it in. His flushed face revealed an extremely angry expression, and he also pointed at Teng Tiangang as he said, ”Sea Country's people, if you admit defeat and say that Hai Guo's martial arts are trash, your father will spare your life!”
”Alright!”
”Well done, this is how it is. Let's f * * k this merfolk up!”
Zhou Wenbin, who was on the stage, felt a sense of comfort in his heart, but his gaze was fixed on Fujino Masayoshi. He could sense that Fujino Masayoshi definitely had the qualifications to act so arrogant. This fellow, with all his muscles bulging and a beast-like glint in his eyes, wasn't someone that was easy to deal with.
Seeing Zhou Wenbin's gaze, Teng Tian Gang suddenly grinned. The arrogant and tyrannical aura he gave off made him feel like he was suffocating. He then laughed out loud and said, ”Good, that person! Watch as I tear you apart!” As he spoke, Teng Tiangang suddenly took a step forward. The explosive power of that step shocked even Hua Qianlou.