If the Japanese are so provocative, it would be really embarrassing if they, as Daxia people, don't have any temper at all.

Arousing the emotions and hatred of the masses is exactly what Japanese men want.

The white-haired old man on the rostrum asked in a deep voice: "Who are you, and why do you want to provoke our Eighth Martial Arts School in Tianjin?"

"I, Miura Jiro, like the study of martial arts and have no other ill intentions." Miura Jiro took off his hat and smiled.

"We are still sparring. Even a fool can see that this is provocation." Someone was displeased.

Miura Jiro smiled and said: "Fighting within your own family is boring, so why not do this? My people will defend and you will attack. How about that?"

"Extremely arrogant!"

A boxer with a crew cut stood up and angrily said, "Then let me be the first one."

"Boxer Zhang, please sit down," the podium said.

Seeing that everyone was a little hesitant, Miura Jiro's sarcastic smile became even stronger: "President Wan, if you don't dare, then we will leave. Isn't there anyone in the huge Daxia Kingdom who dares to meet the challenge?"

"presumptuous!"

A young man jumped in front of Miura Jiro, pointed at a few people and said: "Don't think that I really dare not hit you. Remember, I am..."

boom!!!

puff......

As a result, before the man could speak, the opponent's Western boxer punched him out.

The man vomited blood and fell directly on the ring, fainting.

The Western boxer smiled disdainfully: "The martial arts of the Great Xia Kingdom are nothing more than this. They are all useless waste."

Everyone's faces were ugly, this was so bullying.

"President, they bully people like this, do we have to endure this humiliation?"

"snort!"

Chairman Wan's expression was also extremely ugly. Could it be that the entire Jinmen could be bullied by a few foreigners? He said: "Mr. Miura, if you lose, don't say that Daxia is bullying the minority."

"Haha...of course not, let's see what you are capable of."

Miura Jiro answered confidently, found a seat and sat down, and then said to the karate man: "You go to the first match!"

"Hi!"

Karate is indeed the most powerful fighting technique in Japan. The man jumped up and landed firmly on the ring with a single lunge.

Looking at everyone indifferently, he said in Japanese: "Which one of you dares to come up first?"

"I come!"

A disciple from a martial arts school volunteered and slowly walked onto the stage.

The person who came was from the Tiger-shaped Boxing Martial Arts School. As soon as he came on stage, he started with the posture of a tiger descending from the mountain.

"The two sides are just discussing, let's call it a day," the referee said.

Miura immediately stood up and interrupted the referee with a smile: "It's no fun to hit him until he surrenders or is thrown off the ring."

Chairman Wan did not speak, considering whether to follow Miura Jiro's words.

The martial arts masters from the Eight Great Boxing Gyms stood up and asked for orders: "President Wan, don't worry, we just accept the challenge, and we can't let these foreigners underestimate us."

"Okay then, permission!"

Now things suddenly became interesting. Xiao Wanqing asked nervously: "Ning Fan, who do you think will win?"

"They haven't taken action yet. We'll find out later."

"It's indeed interesting. I think this Miura Jiro is too arrogant, using three people to fight against the people from the eight major martial arts schools."

Ning Fan explained: "This means one thing, these three people are definitely three masters, otherwise Miura Jiro would not do such a thing."
Chapter completed!