"Hahaha! The super soldiers from the United States come to our China to die again. I can't understand their behavior of seeking death. Is it really so interesting?"

"Guess how long the fourth-generation super soldiers can last in front of our Chinese masters? I bet three seconds. Is there anyone who bets longer?"

"More than ten years ago, I went through a lot of hardships and finally got a ticket to come to this venue to watch Su Zixiong's game, but I blinked and the game was over! This time, I will never blink!"

"I am a junior high school student and have been practicing martial arts for several years. Are the masters of our country really as powerful as you say? Why can my martial arts teacher only perform brick splitting on the playground?"

"......"

Compared to the international version of Today's Video, netizens in the Chinese version are basically full of confidence in Su Zixiong and have no worries about the upcoming fight.

Li Chengyu and his six companions watched the various barrages in the live broadcast room, and a smile appeared at the corners of their mouths from time to time.

Many netizens are really talented, and all kinds of golden sentences emerge in an endless stream, which makes people feel interesting just by watching.

Today's video is indeed the most suitable Internet platform for killing time. Everyone just swipes their phones and more than half an hour passes quickly.

The tall and mighty fourth-generation super soldier Conrad of the United States also walked out from behind the scenes and began to stride towards the ring in the center of the venue.

Opposite Conrad, the Chinese master Su Zixiong also appeared and also stepped towards the ring.

"Roar!"

"This time, I must defeat you, the little dwarf, and win the final victory!"

"Revenge our beautiful country!"

"The United States will win!"

These words were shouted out by Conrad in Chinese.

He stood in the center of the ring, raised his hands, and issued his declaration to the tens of thousands of spectators in the venue!

Although the words of this declaration sounded a bit lame, everyone still understood the meaning at once.

"Fuck! Is this guy sick? How dare he speak so arrogantly on our Chinese territory! He will beat the shit out of our Chinese masters!"

"Su Zixiong will win! Kill the fourth-generation super warriors of the United States, don't give them any chances, our Chinese martial arts will always be the most powerful!"

"This Conrad is too arrogant, he doesn't even look at what happened to his three predecessors, who gave him such confidence?"

"Our Chinese martial arts are invincible! You, a guy from the United States, still want to provoke us? Wait for others to collect your corpse! You will never be able to defeat our China!"

"......"

After hearing the words of the fourth-generation super warriors of the United States, the tens of thousands of spectators around them suddenly became manic, and the whole venue was full of shouting and cursing.

On the contrary, Su Zixiong, who had already come to the center of the ring, remained calm. He was neither angered by Conrad's words nor moved by the support of the surrounding audience.

Su Zixiong stood quietly on the ring, waiting for the game to start.

His performance made the tall and mighty super soldier on the other side feel his heart slowly rise to his throat, and even a layer of fine sweat beads appeared on his forehead.

Conrad just shouted those words in Chinese, of course, not because he was stupid and wanted to provoke the tens of thousands of Chinese audiences around him.

Everything he did was just to anger Su Zixiong and disturb his opponent's state of mind.

Before the fourth-generation super soldier of the United States challenged China, many masters watched Su Zixiong's battle video with Conrad.

After repeated comparisons and analyses, they found that although Su Zixiong's combat power was quite strong seven years ago, it was still a lot worse than the fourth-generation super soldier.

Moreover, after the martial artists of various countries in the world reached the extreme of their own country's martial arts more than ten years ago, their strength all entered a stagnant state, and it was difficult to make any progress.

Many spies in the United States also took risks to obtain the details of the strength of the official masters of China during this period.

Everyone found that these Chinese masters were no different from martial artists from other countries.

The most powerful of them were only at the innate level, far inferior to Conrad.

Therefore, many think tanks in the United States combined various data at hand for analysis.

In the end, they concluded that Su Zixiong's cultivation was very likely to have reached a bottleneck, and like other martial artists in the world, it would be difficult for him to make any progress.

That's why he has not left his house for the past thirteen years.

All the logic here makes perfect sense.

It is precisely because of this, so when the American super warriors make progress again, they will challenge China again, hoping to win the game and consolidate their position as the world's hegemon.

However, to be on the safe side, they will increase Conrad's chances of winning in the ring.

So everyone has formulated a set of strategies to anger the opponent and disturb Su Zixiong's state of mind.

But when Conrad really stood in the center of the ring and faced this Chinese martial artist, he had an extremely ominous premonition in his heart.

And all the provocations he made before seemed to be completely useless.

At this moment, Conrad thought of the miserable state of his three predecessors.

Will he follow their footsteps this time?

Conrad wanted to raise his hand to admit defeat, but after all, he had not really fought with the opponent, and he felt a little unwilling in his heart.

At the same time, the American country behind him would never allow him to admit defeat in such a cowardly way.

'So, let's launch a fierce attack as soon as the game starts! ’

‘Try your best to fight your opponent! ’

‘Maybe the Chinese master in front of you is just a show-off? ’

‘Everything he shows now is just to disturb my mood? ’

‘Yes! It must be like this! ’

‘The victory of this duel will definitely belong to me! ’

Conrad tried to take a deep breath and silently cheered himself up.

At this time, the referee had come to the center of the two and raised his right hand high.

“Start!”

Conrad, who was listening to the instructions with his ears erect, immediately launched an attack on Su Zixiong on the opposite side.

He felt that he was so powerful that he took the initiative to seize the advantage after the start of the game, and his chances of winning would definitely increase by 20%.

Hum! I will definitely not lose!

“Bang!”

With a muffled sound, Conrad’s entire head exploded.

At this time, he only took half a step forward from where he was.

After a brief pause, Conrad's huge body fell heavily on the ring.

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