These words were so domineering! Combined with his calm and calm posture, he showed the appearance of a great master.
Strong self-confidence, pride but not arrogance, gave almost all the contestants in the ring an unmatched sense of frustration.
They are not fools. The battle between Fan Qianqiang and James just now was presented to them without any pretense. At this time, many people have already begun to think about retreating.
At this time, Fan Jianqiang shouted loudly: "Come up together! I want to see if there are any masters who are similar to this kid!"
He just stood tall and proud, his eyes full of strong confidence.
James had just fought so hard that he almost couldn't hold on any longer. When he stopped, he immediately showed signs of fatigue and shame on his face. Before taking action, he had spoken so boldly, and now, he had no shame to fight anymore.
James cupped his fists and said ashamedly: "I am not your opponent, I admit defeat."
"We haven't decided the winner yet, so how can we calculate the loss? Let's learn from each other later." Fan Jianqiang paused, smiling like a big bad wolf tempting the little white rabbit, "People who practice martial arts want to make progress.
The best way is to compete with experts and improve yourself, don’t you think this is a good opportunity?”
James was stunned for a moment, but still shook his head: "If Brother Fan hadn't stopped just now, I would have been defeated by now. If we want to compete, we can do it after the game is over."
Fan Jianqiang laughed and said: "You have a lot of backbone! Let's discuss it later!"
James bowed to Fan Jianqiang and got off the ring.
The Chinese people in front of the TV couldn't help but applaud, for Fan Qiang, and also for James who refused to take advantage of others' danger.
Xu Caixi said at the right time: "This may be the hero cherishing the hero. The battle between the two just now can be called a classic battle today. Both James and Fan Yingxiong showed the style of masters! If you win, you must win with dignity! The two of them
, a good explanation of what demeanor is and what is aboveboard.”
As Xu Caixi was speaking, the flames of war started again on the ring, and several people rushed over at the same time. While Xu Caixi was still sighing with emotion, Fan Qianqiang was already in the middle of the battle.
One! Another! Another!
Fan Jianqiang is like a fighting machine that never gets tired, always maintaining his best condition, KOing his opponents one by one. Many people were unable to block his sophisticated or unconstrained attacks, and were knocked down by him one after another.
The more he fights, the braver he becomes. Although there are many masters, none of them can compare with James just now!
As he started to fight, his strikes unknowingly became a little heavier, and as he went to the back, his strikes became heavier. Several people were injured and were dragged out of the ring for treatment.
It wasn't until there were less than twenty people left in the ring that the referees finally realized something. They all exclaimed, how could one person's physical strength maintain such intensity in a long-term battle without diminishing?
At this time, Fan Jianqiang still maintains strong and sufficient physical strength. Of course, this is only on the surface. He has now consumed 70% of his physical strength!
Picking forty-seven is definitely not something humans do!
Facing nearly twenty opponents, Fan Jianqiang felt a little unsure.
The battle is still going on, but by now, most of Fan Jianqiang's opponents have lost their will to fight. Nearly fifty people surrounded one person, and the fight turned out to be like this!
Just when there were only eight people left on the edge of the ring and on the ring, Fan Jianqiang had already consumed 85% of his energy!
At this time, Fan Jianqiang finally encountered another difficult situation!
It was a Vietnamese policeman, Ruan Xiugu. He was less than 1.7 meters tall, thin and dark, and looked inconspicuous. However, this man was very strong. Fan Jianqiang punched him. He was still a little worried in his heart, fearing that he would be like this.
A punch would cause serious injuries to the opponent's phalanges and joints, or even make him disabled. Who would have thought that Ruan Xiugu didn't react at all!
Seeing that his expression did not change, Fan Jianqiang was secretly shocked. This man is powerful! He didn't feel Qi, which meant that he was not a martial artist from the inner family! The only explanation is that this man was born with it!
Ruan Xiugu shouted, but did not attack immediately. Instead, he stepped back and gave up a position. Next to him, a Spanish policeman faced Fan Jianqiang without realizing it.
Fan Jianqiang frowned. He originally wanted to have a good fight with the Vietnamese to see who had stronger bones, but this man was obviously very strong, but he always hid in the background until the others were almost exhausted.
, he got out.
However, during this confrontation, Ruan Xiugu found that Fan Jianqiang was still very tough and was not completely sure yet, so he shrank back like a tortoise, hoping that the other seven people would consume Fan Jianqiang a little more.
Fan Jianqiang's physical strength at this time is only 15%, and the situation is a bit dangerous!
Fan Jianqiang stared at the Vietnamese with disdain in his eyes. He waved to the Spanish policeman opposite, looked at the Vietnamese, and shouted: "Since you are a master, don't be so shameless and insidious, hiding behind your companions."
What are you capable of? If you have the guts, come out and fight me!"
The Spanish policeman followed Fan Jianqiang's gaze and looked back, wondering why.
A flash of anger flashed in the eyes of the Vietnamese Ruan Xiugu. Fan Jianqiang had already pointed his finger at him. Everyone looked at him and talked about it.
A translator immediately translated what Fan Jianqiang had just said. Many people present could understand English, and there was an uproar.
Ruan Xiugu said something like a male duck quacking and walked out.
He has a flat nose and a flat face, and has a face full of bitterness and hatred. Chinese migrant workers on construction sites also have a much better image than him. Such a person who most people are embarrassed to take a second look at is actually a master!
Fan Jianqiang shook his head at him and mocked: "Your strength is no less than James, but he is much more upright than you. He will not hide his head and show his tail, and will not use his companions to consume the enemy. I will compete with you on the same stage. I
Shame on you."
The organizer had a simultaneous interpreter. As soon as Fan Jianqiang finished speaking, the simultaneous interpreter also finished speaking, and there was a sound of accusations and sarcastic comments from under the ring.
Although Ruan Xiugu couldn't understand Chinese or English, he guessed it. After muttering a few words, he got into a posture, yelled a few times, and attacked Fan Jianqiang.
Fan Jianqiang shouted loudly, and rushed out first. He launched the Crazy Seventy-Two Styles, completely following the instructions of the ancient villain, and launched a tidal wave of attacks on Ruan Xiugu.
There are so many clever tricks, and the moves are so broad and profound that Ruan Xiugu pales in comparison and is completely unable to resist.
As everyone clapped and cheered, Ruan Xiugu had been hit by countless punches. He was completely unable to fight back and simply stopped moving, letting Fan Jianqiang hit him.
Fan Jianqiang had already hit the opponent with n punches instantly. With his strength, no one could catch his attack without blocking or dodging. However, Ruan Xiugu smiled solemnly, as if he was not hit.
Like on the body.
Fan Jianqiang frowned and backed away quickly.
"What kind of evil magic is this? Why is there no reaction at all?"