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To know that you can become a boxing champion, naturally there is no luck, let alone a boxing champion who has experienced hundreds of battles!

This time, he was completely angry, shouted, and rushed towards Qin Xuan with his fists.

At this time, his heart could not wait to tear this person in front of him to pieces!

Stupid, do you want to deliver food before the official start?

He thought so, but Qin Xuan still didn't give him a chance to get close.

Bang!

The tornado's whole figure seemed to be stunned, and he couldn't get up on his stomach.

"Wow, it's really amazing, Qin Xuan once again knocked the boxing champion to the ground!"

The announcer was also stunned by the scene just now, and now he remembered his duty to hurriedly broadcast the situation. As soon as the voice came out, the Chinese all over the Xiangjiang River immediately cheered.

At this time, a foreign referee came up and began to count the numbers next to the tornado, "1, 2, 3, 4...", just halfway through the count, the tornado stood up again with difficulty.

When the referee confirmed his injury again, and seeing that he was still as strong as a cow, he nodded and announced that the game would continue.

So, Qin Xuan faced the tornado again.

The referee over there had just stepped back from the ring, and the tornado here stood up with red eyes, blue veins all over his body, and bursts of roars, seeing Qin Xuan standing on the ring, but did not rush over immediately.

Although the tornado was angry, it did not lose its sense.

Knowing that the opponent's strength and agility are more powerful than he imagined, he is simply a monster!

So this time he decided to adopt a strategy of avoiding guerrilla attacks, waiting for the opponent to reveal flaws, and then giving a mortal blow.

But he seems to have overestimated his own strength.

Then, the two began to approach slowly.

"Hit your head!" With the intention of playing with the tornado, Qin Xuan shouted deliberately before attacking.

The tornado was frightened by the punch just now, so he didn't dare to take it hard, and immediately dodged sideways, trying to avoid Qin Xuan's fist.

But seeing the tornado's nervous reaction-like body shrunk into a tortoise shell defense, Qin Xuan smiled, and laughed wickedly.

Immediately, his series of quick punches took over without stopping.

One punch, two punches, three punches... bang bang.

The more the tornado persisted, the more he was beaten. Just like Hong Zhennan, who was unwilling to let go when he died, as long as he didn't admit defeat, he would be fine even if he beat him to death. Now it's time to give it back to you!

Japanese word punch!

boom!

Just as he was about to dodge, the tornado couldn't stop it, and he was blasted away again, with his hands behind his back, hanging on the ropes of the guardrail, like a bound prisoner, unable to struggle.

"Good! Well played!"

The Chinese off the court saw Qin Xuan's performance, and all stood up and applauded Qin Xuan.

There was also a strong applause from the Chinese audience, but the foreigners on the other side gave up and shouted.

In any case, Qin Xuan's eyes are still only on the tornado.

He approached step by step like this until he stopped in front of the tornado, only to see a complex expression on his face, as if his thoughts passed through countless tragic history, as if he saw countless Chinese children killed and injured, forced to Living the days of being homeless and not picking up meals.

Inexplicable invasion war.

Like a plague that lingers on, it continues to spread, spreading across the entire land of China.

In this spread, countless ordinary people can no longer see the good scenery, can't find a pure land, and can't get the slightest comfort.

Some are emptiness, depression, loneliness, brutality, disaster, death...

From hope to disappointment, and finally to deep despair.

In the process, they can only watch it happen, they can't shake it, they can't push it away, they can't get rid of it, and they can't escape...

Crouching down, Qin Xuan, whose eyes were already red, pulled the tornado's head up and roared loudly, "You know what? The ones I don't like the most are those who are arrogant but don't take others seriously!"

bump!

One punch, bleeding.

"But you are, yes, forget it, why do you despise those Chinese people who serve you, what qualifications do you have!"

bump!

Another punch, blood splashed.

Qin Xuan gritted his teeth, remembering his arrogance in the ring or at the reception.

"Everyone is born of parents, why do you think that you are higher than the Chinese people! Why!"

boom!

Another punch, blood stained half of Tornado's face red.

"The problem is, the worst thing you should do is to say that my Chinese martial arts are nothing but a punch! Why? Then what am I!"

"For more than [-] years, it is still circulating in the land of China. It has a long history and is broad and profound. It is the only treasure of uninterrupted Chinese inheritance in the world! It is the proof! And you, what qualifications do you have to comment!!!"