The King of Perspective

silent! Dead silence!

Between the lightning and the Firestone, Cui Hao and Ba lie hit him and killed Yihe Jiayu, the master of Japanese martial arts, with the close support of Baji fist. This scene was so shocking that many people opened their mouths and looked at it unimaginably. Immediately, countless Japanese martial artists shouted together, and dozens of martial artists close to Yihe Jiayu stood up together, Quickly ran towards him, trying to carry out the final rescue.

When these people came to Yihe Jiayu's body, everyone was cold in their hearts. They saw his seven orifices bleeding and his miserable corpse on the spot, already dead.

Suddenly, many martial artists were furious, and many people shouted baga and other curses. As for the Chinese side, including the Chinese reporter team, they cheered! Although dozens of people alone are in a strange country, a cruel country, their blood has been ignited by Cui Hao.

"Ha ha... My boss is powerful, isn't he, big nephew?" Xiaoqi asked with a smile, and Xiaoqi hooked up with Ruilin's shoulder.

"Let go of your hand! I'm not your big nephew! I don't know you!" he frowned. He was very upset.

"Don't mention it! Your master is my eldest brother. Of course I'm your elder brother. It's perfect to call you your eldest nephew. Your Kung Fu is so bad. If your mouth is sweeter, maybe I'll give you some advice?" Xiaoqi is laughing at Ruilin.

Although the two of them put on a bad posture as soon as they met, they got along well because of Cui Hao. Xiao Qi is very naughty and likes to talk to Ruilin as an elder, which makes him very depressed. However, he still admires Xiao Qi's Kung Fu and has been secretly guessing Xiao Qi's identity.

At the moment, the atmosphere at the scene was becoming more and more dignified. Japanese martial artists had black faces and glittering cold eyes. This is just the beginning. Japan has fallen a master martial artist. It's unacceptable!

More than a dozen martial artists raised the body of Yihe Jiayu and walked outside the ashram. Their expression was solemn and their eyes showed a sense of loss and sadness.

Naturally, Cui Hao won the game. When the Deputy referee announced the result of the game, Robert came to the stage again. He simply commented a few words. Then, he pressed the button again, and the LCD screen flashed quickly. When it tinkled, there were three groups of players on it.

Challenge arena No. 1, Japanese otaku Miyamoto vs. Huaxia Liu Jiajun, challenge arena No. 2, Japanese Matsuzawa Tibetan cloth vs. Huaxia Xu Shaobin, challenge arena No. 3, Japanese Beichen Shinan vs. Huaxia Cui Hao!

Without too much nonsense, the competition in the first challenge arena soon began. Japanese Miyamoto was obviously much stronger than Chinese Liu Jiajun. This man's Aikido Kung Fu was exquisite and fierce. He soon defeated Liu Jiajun who showed mantis boxing.

"Baga!...."

Miyamoto shouted arrogantly. He suddenly stepped forward and slapped. Unexpectedly, he slapped Liu Jiajun four times in a row. The loud slap made Liu Jiajun feel dizzy at that time.

One move gained momentum, and the Japanese devil taro Miyamoto became even more arrogant. With a kick, Liu Jiajun fell on the spot and ate shit, while he shouted loudly, jumped up suddenly, Peng, and trampled on Liu Jiajun's face. At the same time, he said in a stiff Chinese language "Waste! Aren't you Chinese very powerful? Why are you climbing on the ground like a dead dog now? Admit defeat or not? Don't you say admit defeat yet?"

The big man Miyamoto was shameless. His feet stepped on Liu Jiajun's face and rolled hard. In this case, Liu Jiajun couldn't speak at all, but he deliberately said he didn't admit defeat. Then, he was maliciously humiliated and arrogant.

Because of the death of Yihe Jiayu, many Japanese fighters present were very depressed. Seeing this situation, they were excited one by one. The wild light in their eyes burst out again, and even began to shout. In this case, everyone on the Chinese side was very angry, and Robert hurried over and motioned for Miyamoto to to raise his feet. Maybe it was because of the main operation effect Yes, although the other party's behavior was obviously against the rules, Robert's attitude was very good. Finally, Liu Jiajun said the word "admit defeat" and was taken off the challenge arena.

The competition was like this. Feng Shui took turns. Soon the competition in challenge Arena 2 began. Ben Songze Tibetan cloth fought against Chinese Xu Shaobin. Their Kung Fu was between Bozhong and Xu Shaobin. Xu Shaobin was a great master of back to back boxing. His arms were spread out, smart and fierce. He was twitching like two big iron whips, occupying a certain advantage. As for Songze Tibetan cloth, although it was conservative, it was one His moves are steady, but his kung fu is karate, which is mixed with Yongchun's Kung Fu.

"Hi!..."

With a sudden strange cry, Songze cangbu's two arms waved like crazy knives, and the palm wind suddenly tore the air, sending out a series of harsh screams and ghosts crying and wolves howling. His move was terrible. The trajectory of his arm waving was very tricky and erratic, which was almost impossible to prevent.

In the face of such a blow, Xu Shaobin's arm shook. It was thick and big. It twisted as if it had no bones. It was like an iron rope crossing the river and blocking thousands of troops and horses. It was the killer mace of Tongbei boxing

Longitudinal ape arm!

"Peng!..."

The attacks of both sides collided instantaneously. Both of them couldn't help retreating because of their powerful force. The moves collided with each other.

His eyes twinkled with a cold light. While the body shape of Songze Tibetan cloth retreated, his body twisted and turned back into progress. His right foot was extremely cruel. Suddenly, he made a barb, just like a scorpion lifting his tail. With a slap, he hit Xu Shaobin directly.

"Ah! Not good!..."

Xu Shaobin was surprised. Unexpectedly, the enemy was so insidious and vicious. He tried to retreat before he could defend, but it was too late. With a sound of Peng, the toes of Songze Tibetan cloth hit his heart!

The whole body trembled. At this moment, Xu Shaobin was struck by lightning, because the other party's foot had dark strength, which suddenly acted on his heart. With a bang, his heart burst!

"Ah!..."

With a sad cry, Xu Shaobin flew up and hit the challenge arena heavily. Black and red blood gushed out of his mouth, his eyes opened wide and he died in peace!

"What's going on? Damn little Japanese!..."

Seeing such a scene, people on the Chinese side were angry. It was a regular game. The other party even killed Xu Shaobin. Moreover, it was obviously done on purpose! In this regard, Cui Hao's eyes were quiet, but he didn't say much. He knew that this was another provocation from the Japanese warrior and revenge for his killing of Yihe Jiayu!

Soon, Robert rushed to the challenge arena. After confirming Xu Shaobin's death, he shrugged helplessly and declared the game invalid. The Japanese side committed a foul and gave a warning.

In the second round of the competition, the Chinese side suffered great humiliation in two consecutive battles. First, Liu Jiajun was slapped in the face and trampled on his feet, and then Xu Shaobin was killed by vicious moves, which made the Japanese side's anger soar rapidly, while the Chinese side was oppressed and looked forward to counterattack 1

The third battle is about to begin. All Chinese people are looking forward to Cui Hao breaking out again and hitting the enemy hard!

On the No. 3 challenge arena, Cui Hao stood calmly. In front of him, he was a thin man full of strength and energy. His every move gave people a special charm. It was Beichen Shenan, another Dan holding expert in Japan!

Under the attention of thousands of people, Cui Hao signed a contract of life and death with Beichen Shenan. Then, with the announcement of the referee, the game began!

Shua! At the moment of announcing the beginning, Beichen Shenan took the lead. He suddenly took a big step, and his legs rushed forward like a galloping horse. At the same time, his arms suddenly brushed from under his lower abdomen. Hua La, his arm bent into an arc, like a long Oriental samurai sword. The knife suddenly lifted from bottom to top!