"You little bastard, you only pick on my weak spots?"
The Western boxer was kicked so hard that his legs became weak and he was obviously unable to stand.
"You dare to scold me?"
Xiao Feng used another low whip kick, and the power was just right.
'Poof!'
The Western boxer's legs were shaking, and finally he couldn't stand any longer and fell to his knees on the spot.
Everyone present was stunned by this scene. Even if you couldn't beat me, you wouldn't kneel down, right?
"You're still a master? That's bullshit."
‘Crack!’
Xiao Feng slapped him in the face, and his jaw was crooked.
"If you practice boxing without practicing your legs, you are destined to be slapped in the face, do you understand?"
"You...you brat..."
The Western boxer's mouth was full of blood and he was kneeling on the ground unable to get up.
Xiao Feng could definitely kick the opponent's leg off, but he just wanted to see the opponent's helpless look.
"Young man, don't be so arrogant."
Just then, the karate boxer came to kill him.
He stepped forward and aimed the knife straight at Xiao Feng's throat.
Xiao Feng casually blocked it, and the two sides officially started a confrontation.
"Wait a moment!"
Xiao Feng called to the other party and looked him up and down.
"Master, are you Chinese? Or Japanese?"
The karate master was wearing white clothes. He was not tall, about 1.6 meters tall at most. He also had a black belt tied around his waist. He was dressed professionally.
The other party looked arrogant and raised his head: "My name is Yamamoto Xiong and I am from Japan."
"Yamamoto Bear?"
"Haha...a bear's bear?"
Xiao Feng deliberately laughed.
"Asshole!"
Yamamoto Xiong cursed: "You are a hero, Xiong, you are so rude."
"hero?"
Xiao Feng looked at him with contempt: "Tell you, I hate you Japanese people the most."
"That Yamamoto Devil Six, isn't he a relative of yours?"
Yamamoto frowned: "Boy, I am a samurai, and you must respect the spirit of bushido."
"Bushido?"
"Damn it! I specialize in Bushido."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Feng stepped forward with a sweeping kick.
"ah!"
Yamamoto Xiong shouted and faced him with a knife.
‘Crack!’
With a crisp sound, Yamamoto's arm was broken by the kick, and the bones were pierced from the skin, and blood dripped immediately.
"ah…"
He screamed and almost fell down, his expression was angry and frightened.
"Boy, what kind of kungfu are you doing?"
"What do you care? As long as I can defeat you."
'Bang!'
Xiao Feng kicked him in the face. Yamamoto Xiong shook his teeth and fell to the ground with a clang.
One move determines the outcome and shocks the whole audience.
"Remember, don't come to China in the future."
Xiao Feng looked down at him: "With all your skills as a three-legged cat, you should go back to your tiny place."
"Master Yamamoto, are you okay?"
Gong Zhongming came to his senses and quickly stepped forward to help him.
After Yamamoto got up, his expression was ferocious.
"I lost today, but I don't accept it."
"Master Gong, I'm going back to Japan."
"What? Do you really want to go back?"
Gong Zhongming was shocked.
"Well! I'm going to find my teacher."
Yamamoto Yui turned his head and stared at Xiao Feng, his eyes full of unwillingness and resentment.
"You brat, I will prove to you that karate is the strongest martial art."
"When I come to China again, I will definitely defeat you."
Xiao Feng smiled disdainfully and stepped forward with a kick, hitting the opponent in the chest.
‘Bang!’
Yamamoto's back hit the door, and he fell face down to the ground. He became motionless on the spot.
Xiao Feng stretched out his hand and pointed: "Climb out, or I will kill you."
"Ahem...boy, I remember you."
Without saying a word, Yamamoto Xiong struggled to climb out.
The four masters fought a round-robin battle, but all ended in defeat. No one could fight Xiao Feng for three rounds, and the situation immediately reversed.
"Master Gong, what should we do now?"
Junior Sister Zhao gritted her teeth and asked in a low voice.
"What else can we do? Let's go together!"
Gong Zhongming shouted angrily: "Xiao, you have disgraced the four of us. I will take you down today even if I risk my life."
The three of them opened up their postures, and without any shame, they directly attacked in the form of an inverted triangle.
Gong Zhongming and the Western boxer were on both sides, and Junior Sister Zhao was in the middle.
Xiao Feng did not dare to be careless, after all, these three were all Xuanjing warriors.
Suddenly, Gong Zhongming jumped up and flipped over with a poisonous snake move.
Junior sister Zhao struck out with both fists, using the White Crane move to dig out the heart.
The Western boxer roared angrily, unleashed all his strength, and threw a right hook.
Everything is sealed up, down, left, and right, leaving you with nowhere to escape.
Xiao Feng's eyes widened suddenly. He quickly retreated, did a backflip to distance himself, and struck out with a palm after landing.
'Bang!'
Gong Zhongming was the first to come to him and was sent flying away by the palm.
Xiao Feng retreated again and distanced himself again.
The Western boxer was already in front of him, and Xiao Feng took action decisively, giving the opponent a thunderous blow.
‘Crack!’
With a crisp sound, the Western boxer's ribs were broken by the kick, and his body fell to the ground.
Xiao Feng punched him hard again, and the Western boxer's head was blown open.
Like the rotten watermelon, white and red ones jumped all over the floor.
This scene shocked everyone, and the Western boxer died on the spot.
"What?"
Junior Sister Zhao was shocked. It was too late for her to stop, so she could only fight to the death.
‘Crack!’
Xiao Feng grabbed her wrist and kicked her hard in the chest.
"Wow!"
Junior Sister Zhao spurted out a mouthful of blood, and her entire body flew into the air.
"Get down here!"
Xiao Feng pulled down hard, and there was a muffled sound. The woman fell face down to the ground, and she lost her life or death on the spot.
"How is that possible?"
When Gong Zhongming got up, he was completely dumbfounded.
The three top masters in the mixed boxing gym combined, but they couldn't beat him alone, and were defeated in just two rounds.
This is no longer a matter of shame, it is a gap in force value, a huge gap.
Ye Meng frowned, his face turning blue and white.
Is this the so-called master? You are simply a piece of trash. You have totally embarrassed me.
Xiao Feng raised his head, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
"Master Gong, what other tricks do you have?"
"You kid..."
Gong Zhongming's eyelids twitched wildly and he panicked.
"Ms. Ye, shoot this bastard quickly. Quickly."
Ye Meng was indifferent and looked at him with an indifferent expression.
"Miss Ye, if you don't shoot, it will be too late."
Gong Zhongming retreated continuously, his face pale.
"Come on, why are you still standing there? Shoot him."
"Don't move!"
Ye Meng raised his hand, and the fat on his face trembled twice.
"Master Gong, you make millions a year from me."
"If you can't even handle this little thing now, what's the point of raising you? Huh?"
Gong Zhongming's face was ashen and he was panicking.
"Miss Ye, you can't blame me entirely."
"This kid is a freak, as you can see, the four of us are no match for him."
"Please give me another chance. I will definitely perform well."
"Humph! You don't need to show off."
Ye Meng sneered: "Gong Zhongming, you should know very well that my Ye family never raises waste."
"Xiao Feng, please kill him. This kind of person is worthless to me."