In the eyes of everyone, Miyamoto Masao roared towards Lu Fan, like a mighty lion!
Many people raised their hands and were about to cheer.
"Snapped!"
Lu Fan slapped him with his backhand, and he saw Masao Miyamoto's figure flying backwards faster than when he came in.
"boom!"
His body landed heavily, and then a mouthful of blood mixed with white objects spurted out from his mouth.
"idiot!"
Masao Miyamoto stood up from the ground and vomited blood from his mouth. When he found out that he had been slapped by Lu Fan and had his teeth knocked out, he immediately became angry and roared, clenching his fists again and charging towards Lu Fan.
"Snapped!"
Another slap in the face sent Masao Miyamoto flying out on the spot, spinning several times in mid-air before falling heavily to the ground.
"idiot!"
"Chinese, die!"
When Masao Miyamoto rushed over for the third time, Lu Fan already showed an impatient look in his eyes:
"Are the fights between Japanese warriors just like ruffians fighting each other?"
"What kind of bushido spirit is this?"
He looked at Miyamoto Masao, who was rushing toward him with blood on his face, and directly raised his foot and kicked him in the chest.
"boom!"
This foot is heavy and steady.
Miyamoto Masao didn't even scream. His face instantly turned blue and purple, and his body was bent into a shrimp shape. His whole body was like a cannonball. His body turned into an afterimage, flew out, and flew directly away from the square.
, hit the stone pillar heavily.
"Buzz!"
The giant stone pillar trembled slightly, and Miyamoto Masao's physical body was almost smashed directly into the stone pillar. His body was briefly frozen on the stone pillar wall before slowly falling to the ground.
"I'm going to kill you, kill you!"
"Forget it, you are no match for him, don't embarrass me again."