Super King of Soldiers in the City

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"You Chinese martial arts, rubbish! Like this kind of rubbish, don't come up to deliver food, it's not enough for me to step on!"

"The world martial arts originated from our Dahan, you have learned our Hanwu secretly, and you want to beat me, don't control yourself!"

After winning the stick, the stick did not go down immediately, but the **** was pointing down and began to ridicule.

The disdainful expression looked very beating.

"Fat trough, what the **** are you talking about?"

"Now **** nonsense, be careful I kill you!"

"Damn, it's too arrogant, too popular, I really want to kill the sticks!"

The following people are excited, and if they are not stopped by the police, I am afraid they rushed straight up.

The policemen were also a little angry, hoping that they would shoot out the arrogant stick directly.

It's just that there are people from the embassy beside these sticks who **** them. Even if they suffocate, they can only endure.

Can't afford it!

"Huh, why, don't be convinced? Come up if you aren't convinced, and fight with me bright and upright, shouting louder than voice below, what's the skill?"

The stick didn't even care about the anger of the people below, and still provoked there, "My Han Dongji, is here waiting for you to challenge, if you have a species, just come up, I accept anyone's challenge!"

"Why, you, China, are vast in land and rich in resources, don't you even have a person who dares to go to power? Wig, coward!"

The word "stick" caused a lot of anger.

The compatriots below are almost mad, and want to kill the stick directly, but suffocatingly, they are really not stick opponents and can only endure.

A stick from a land of projectiles, even in their majestic Chinese powers, is ridiculous. They can't even attack it. This feeling is uncomfortable.

"This stick is so arrogant, I will meet him." Wang Fan's eyes flashed a cold light, his anger was also aroused by the stick's success.

"Wait, are you okay? Would you like me to show you his battle video, I have recorded the most recent battles."

Xie Huan took hold of Wang Fan and said, "You know yourself and know each other to be invincible. Although this stick is arrogant, it is indeed very powerful, otherwise it will not be possible to fight all the way."

"Watch the video?" Wang Fan waved his hand disdainfully. "Do you still need to watch the video to deal with this kind of stick? Just punch and beat him down. You can wait and I will come."

"Punch and punch down? I said, brother, who won't brag, you don't want to be ashamed here, okay."

"That's why don't you punch someone down without punching, and someone knocks you down. Don't you think our people lost enough?"

"Damn, Lao Tzu is the most annoying you as a **** for hot girls. You can hot girls, hot girls, heroes, but can you not be a hero here? You are stepped on is a trivial matter, throwing us away 'S face is a big deal. "

Several people who were blushing and thick necks around them, after listening to Wang Fan's words, immediately pointed the finger at Wang Fan.

When they looked at Wang Fan, they were all angry. Not only did they not support Wang Fan, but they also talked wickedly.

When they looked at Wang Fan's appearance and physique, he had no momentum and did not believe that Wang Fan could knock down the stick.

Wang Fan frowned, but ignored it. There are too many of them, and he doesn't need to care.

He was about to go thrashing, and suddenly there was a loud noise, and the crowd suddenly separated a road, and a very imposing young man came in.

"Wow, it's Brother Dai."

"Master Dai is back, it seems that the stick is going to be unlucky!"

"Of course, Brother Dai has won the runner-up in the National College Youth Martial Arts Competition three years ago, and after three years of precipitation, it must be even more powerful."

"We can finally raise our eyebrows and exhale."

The compatriots looked at the person and became excited again, as if they had already seen the scene of begging for mercy on the stick.

Known as Dai Shige, the young man heard the clamor of the crowd, and his eyes flashed with pride. He waved at the crowd and strode toward the ring.

Near the ring, a direct jump, it was very slickly flipped up, and even did not hold his hand.

It was a ring about one and a half meters. Without an approach, he jumped on the spot and jumped up. Just this one hand, in exchange for countless cheers.

Wang Fan looked at this scene, but couldn't help but shook his head.

This brother Dai is too exaggerated, and the strength is not at the same level as the stick, he is not good at this person. But since someone was on stage, he was not in a hurry to go up.

"Sister Dai, come on, Sister Dai, come on."

"Down with the stick, down with the stick!"

The following people shouted again.

Brother Dai was infected by the atmosphere of the audience, and he was also a bit floating.

In front of the stick, he first moved his lower shin, showing his strong muscles, which was compared to his middle finger,

"Stick, your arrogance has come to an end. Today, I will let you know what it is called Huaxia Wushu.

Listening to Brother Dai, Wang Fan almost spurted out old blood.

At this time, you can pretend to be a good match.

It does n’t matter if the strength of Master Dai is countless times higher than that of the stick. The problem is, Brother Dai is obviously not as good as others.

In this case, it's better to get someone to take the shot than it's done. Isn't it death?

Sure enough, the stick was furious when he heard Brother Dai's words, and his face immediately froze. "Trash, to deal with you, I only need one foot."

After the stick was finished, he didn't give Brother Dai any chance to reply, and he quickly rushed on.

His leg work is very powerful. Before he even reached Master Dai, his right leg was already kicked. In a flash, he kicked a few legs and went straight to Master Dai's chest.

The following people looked at this scene and were upset again.

They did not expect that this stick had no foreplay in the first place.

Brother Dai also changed his face wildly.

But he didn't panic a lot, and while retreating, he punched **** the stick's leg with his fists.

Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang!

A series of sounds, clicks, only a few clicks, Brother Dai's arm was kicked off, and a foot was struck in the chest.

This time, the stick did not kick Brother Dai off the ring, but kicked him up.

When Brother Dai's body hit the ground, the stick's leg was pushed down hard and kicked again on Brother Dai's chest.

Click.

The crisp sound of cracking bones was clearly visible throughout the audience. Brother Dai was kicked and spurted out several sips of blood and fell to the stage.

He couldn't help screaming, his face dull.

Powerful, it is too powerful.

He never imagined that he had lost so fast, and he was so embarrassed.

Just when he tried to get up, the stick had moved forward again, and stepped on his face with one foot.

"Sow, waste! You are said to be garbage, you are all praised, you are not as good as garbage! Just now that garbage can persist for one minute, your garbage has not persisted for five seconds, just like your garbage, also Worth talking to me about martial arts? "

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