Chapter 695

Finally, the exciting moment begins!

The scene was full of excitement. The long-awaited contest between Chinese martial arts and martial arts delegations from all over the world has begun!

"Okay, the first match, Guoshu Zou Jiang vs Gaoguo Taekwondo Zhao Hengren!"

The host yelled, and the audience was boiling!

Immediately afterwards, amidst the cheers and cheers of the crowd, on the high platform, the Taekwondo delegation from Gaoguo walked out a burly man with a hulking back, giving people a sense of oppression!

With his face full of flesh, he jumped directly onto the martial arts arena and yelled at the camera.

"Zhao Hengren, the descendant of the Zhao family of Gao Guo's Taekwondo family, has the myth of forty-six undefeated matches in Gao Guo!"

The host introduced the contestants, and as his words fell, the audience from Gaoguo in the venue became excited!

"Ouba! Oh oh oh! Overthrow the martial arts, and rectify our Taekwondo name!"

"Ouba, Salang, hey! Come on!"

The crowd was excited, Zhao Hengren stood on the competition stage, also raised his hands, and greeted the audience.

With a face full of confidence and arrogance, he glanced at the martial arts delegation area of ​​the venue, and directly made a provocative gesture of hooking his fingers.

The host smiled and said: "It seems that our Zhao Hengren player can't wait any longer. Well, the next one will be the host of our group arena. Let's welcome the Guoshu representative player with warm applause. Zou Jiang!"

The voice fell.

Zou Jiang walked down the high platform slowly with strides.

Chen Ping glanced at him, and said with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth: "Take up your strength, don't strike too hard, your goal is the family under the mountain."

Zou Jiang made an ok gesture, stepped off the high platform, and then boarded the competition platform.

The audience applauded thunderously.

However, there were also quite a few people who sighed, looked at Zou Jiang on the competition stage with indifferent eyes, and commented:

"Who is this person? I've never heard of it before. Is there such a number one inheritor of Chinese martial arts?"

"I don't know, it doesn't look very good, and I don't see anything special about it."

"Hehe, I guess they broke the pot and smashed it. If there is such a world group arena, I'm afraid they won't be able to get off the stage when they are knocked down and vomit blood."

All kinds of contemptuous words, most of these people are from low-level martial arts families and forces.

Naturally, there are also some overseas audiences and martial arts families.

And his eyes returned to the competition arena.

The host introduced: "Zou Jiang, Guoshu is a representative contestant. He has no background and school, and he only fights for Guoshu."

Hearing such an introduction, the cheers of the audience suddenly fell silent.

Afterwards, a small group of mocking sounds came and went, and there were even sighs.

No family, no sect, fighting for the martial arts?

Does he consider himself a saint?

Many spectators also began to shake their heads at this moment, with deep displeasure on their faces, saying:

"What's the situation? Who is this guy? How can he represent our national martial arts competition? Isn't this a slap in the face for others?"

"What's the matter with Guoshu? Is there no one? Angry!"

"What did the Zhou family do? Letting such an amateur come on stage, isn't that courting death!"

The audience at the scene was filled with anger.

They are mainly upset about martial arts, so if such an amateur is allowed to appear on the stage, wouldn't it be a loss.

At this moment, Zhao Hengren was sneering at the corner of his mouth, looking disdainfully at Zou Jiang standing in front of him, with a strong murderous intent in his eyes, he made a throat-cutting gesture, and said: "I will beat you down, if you don't want to break If you lose an arm or a leg, get out now!"

Zou Jiang's face was indifferent, and he stood on the competition stage with his arms folded.

Don't move like a mountain!

Chill!

Soon, this substantial chill instantly spread throughout the audience!

All the noisy voices were quieted down.

Zhao Hengren frowned, clenched his fists, stared at the host, and shouted: "Hurry up and start!"

The host was frightened by such momentum, and hurriedly shouted: "Now, the contest officially begins!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Hengren over there took the lead, clenching his fists, and rushed directly to Zou Jiang, shouting: "Pretend to be stupid! Let me die!"

The hearts of all the people in the audience were pulled together!

Above, on the eight huge LCD screens, a close-up of Zhao Hengren's attack was broadcast live!

So fierce!

Looking at Zou Jiang again, he was still standing there with no expression on his face.

Most people felt helpless for a while.

It's over.

What kind of bullshit is Zou Jiang? Could it be that he was scared stupid by the other party?

follow closely!

A bang resounded throughout the audience!

Especially this kind of 3D surround sound effect, everyone seems to be on the scene!

Everyone couldn't bear to look directly.

It's over, then Zou Jiang will definitely be blown away with a punch!

Just when everyone thought so, what happened on the competition stage completely shocked everyone in the audience!

Zhao Hengren was thrown several meters away by Zou Jiang's punch, and fell heavily on the competition stage. He rolled dozens of times before he stopped!

The audience was dead silent!

In the picture, Zou Jiang is still standing there indifferently, without moving a muscle!

Look at Zhao Hengren, the youngest and most outstanding taekwondo master in Gao Guo, lying on the ground like a dead dog, unconscious!

The camera suddenly gave Zou Jiang a close-up.

He shrugged and said lightly, "Too weak."

Hiss!

The audience is silent!

These words were broadcast live simultaneously and resounded in everyone's ears.

follow closely!

Yamamoto's tsunami-like cheers and shouts broke out at the venue!

Those audiences who originally thought that Zou Jiang would lose were also extremely excited at the moment!

Punch!

He even defeated Gao Guo's most outstanding and powerful taekwondo master with just one punch!

too strong!

So far, no one dared to underestimate Zou Jiang on the competition stage.

As for the Gaoguo Wushu delegation, they were ashamed and ashamed.

Sudden!

A shout resounded through the audience!

"Zou Jiang, invincible! Guoshu, invincible!"

As soon as the screen turned, a figure appeared on the eight-sided night view display at a high altitude.

At this moment, Chen Ping held the microphone in one hand, stepped on the railing of the high platform with one foot, leaned forward, with a domineering and arrogant face, and said: "Who dares to say that there is no one in our country? Today, I, Chen Ping, will let you see, With these simple eight people, all the martial arts representatives from your twenty-three regions will be defeated on this martial arts arena!"

Domineering CEO Fan, full of power!

Hiss!

How arrogant!

Where did this guy get the microphone from, and why did the camera take a close-up of him!

That...that handsome face is so fucking hateful!

The women in the audience are all boiling at this moment, their eyes are full of nympho!

"Ahhh, so handsome!"

"So handsome, I can hardly breathe, how can he be so handsome and so domineering!"

"I'm melting!"

Immediately afterwards, the audience erupted, and everyone shouted Zou Jiang's name.

Chen Ping smiled at the corner of his mouth, sat down calmly, glanced at the area of ​​the Fusang delegation, and Yamashita Tengzhong was staring at him with a sinister face.

Chen Ping raised his middle finger directly.

day!

Shan Xia Tengzhong was furious, he stood up and pointed at Chen Ping and shouted: "You are courting death!"

The disciples of the Yamashita Clan beside him also stood up and glared.

Swish!

Behind Chen Ping, a group of Zhou family's children and bodyguards in black suits all stood up, staring fiercely at each other.

In an instant, the momentum of the Yamashita clan directly weakened!

Why?

There are nearly a hundred people behind Chen Ping!

There are only 20 or 30 people from his family on the mountain today!

This scene was naturally broadcast live simultaneously.

In an instant, the bullet screens on the major live broadcast platforms exploded!

Real man too!

Too explosive, too pretentious!

At the same time, on the martial arts stage, the host continued to shout: "Next, Chinese martial arts will face off against the Fusang Mountain Clan!"

finally come!