Chapter 1075： Impulse is the devil

Americans can still dream about other things, such as learning more about Chinese Kung Fu after this, and the islanders will not be so leisurely. As the parties, they are undoubtedly in a dilemma at this moment.

To advance, you need to face Xu Ang's fist.

The latter has proven with their fallen warriors, his fists are very hard, and after hitting him, it is not just a matter of forbearance, but tears, snot mixed with nosebleeds, and paint on his face. A full house, recorded by the camera, under the gaze of countless audiences around the world, lying upright on the ring.

That's not a question of shame or not, but a direct social death.

"Brother beat the bad guy!"

"The bad guys are not human anymore. They are bad guys. My brother beats them."

The two little sisters in the stands were so excited that they danced and shouted with their cute little milky voices.

Look at their small appearances, if it wasn't for Sisi and An Qianqian hugging them, they would have broken free and rushed to the ring to beat and kick the bad guys, letting the whole world know how powerful they are.

Standing on the spot, Xu Ang waited for a while, and found that although there were still about twenty warriors in the island country, they only surrounded him outside, hesitating in their footsteps, pushing me and trying to make others rush forward , he didn't even take a step forward.

This disappointed him, he said to those island warriors: "Someone once told me that today's eleventh district is no longer the eleventh district that we Chinese people know well. Now the island people have lost their spirit, eleventh district. There is no Bushido anymore. Originally, I didn’t believe it. The spirit of a nation is the soul of a nation. It’s something carved in the bones. "

Saying humiliating words in a disappointed tone is more than making people blush, and is forcing people to die.

Someone couldn't stand the insult and rushed up again with a fist.

They would rather lie down and die than stand humiliated.

So, Xu Ang asked them to seek benevolence and fulfilled their wishes.

A few punches as fast as lightning smashed past them, just like the other island nation warriors before, the fist hit them in the face, first smashed the bridge of the nose, smashed the nose, let their uncontrollable physiological reaction flow through the tears, and then take advantage of the nosebleed. It was printed on their faces before they could react. Let their heads be smashed by a heavy hammer, and their heads are thrown up sharply, which is so large that people worry about whether their necks are broken, and then roll their eyes and fall to the ground on their backs.

Solved several more.

At this time, there were only a dozen or so island warriors left on the stage, that is, twelve.

"Impulse is the devil."

He threw a lesson to the few who had joined the ranks of lying dead, and let them understand what the experience was. Xu Ang hooked his fingers to the twelve island warriors: "Come on, I promise not to kill you."

"red deer!"

Being provoked like this, or when one's own side has an absolute advantage, everyone will get angry.

How could Xu Ang, a Chinese person, be so arrogant, how could they look down on them so well, how could Chinese people be humble, isn't Huaxia a country of etiquette, how could they raise such a guy?

The warriors of the island nation were indignant. If they could, they really wanted to rush up to tear Xu Ang to pieces, but their strength did not allow it.

Their abilities are simply not enough for Xu Angda, and the "senior" who lay dead on the ground is the best explanation for the impulsive result.

How to do?

The island nation warriors looked at each other, they looked at me, I looked at you, and they were all counting on the other party to find a way.

But at this time, who can do anything? When entering the ring, they have to follow the rules of the ring, either the opponent is lying down, or they are lying down. Now that they neither have the strength to let the other party lie down, nor do they want to lie down by themselves, the situation is so frozen.

However, some people don't like that.

Xu Ang smiled and said, "If the mountain doesn't come, I will go to the mountain."

If you dare not go up, then I will go up.

The smile of the young man should be sunny, but the people who look at it from different angles, moods, and feelings are also different. Xu Ang's smile was like a devil's smile in the eyes of the island nation warriors, hideous and terrifying. The smile was accompanied by severe pain and memories that they were unwilling to recall for the rest of their lives, making these island nation warriors a nightmare for the rest of their lives. woke up.

Because of dreaming of your smile, we wake up every time.

After three strikes, five divisions and two, these twelve island warriors were eliminated, and Xu Ang became the only person still standing in the ring. He looked down at a group of island people who were crooked and lying with their corpses unimaginable, and told a story: "Karate was born out of Tang Shou in China. During the Republic of my country, when Tang Shou masters in China opened a school to teach apprentices, there was an island country. People pretending to be Chinese people steal what they learned. Although Master Tang Shou, who taught the apprentice at that time, noticed that the martial arts master was old and could not recover the kung fu that was stolen. The stolen scholar left China and returned to the island country and changed his face. There is karate."

There were sounds from several places in the stands. Many of those foreign warriors had learned karate. In their perception, this powerful martial arts technique belongs to the eleventh district. I didn’t expect to hear it today. When it came to a Chinese, it was stolen from them by the islanders by disgraceful means, which simply subverted their cognition.

Many Western warriors who have learned karate are even more eccentric, and they are not stupid. When learning karate, they also found that there are many shadows of Chinese Kung Fu. It's just that Westerners don't know the difference between Chinese and islanders, plus their arrogance towards people of color, so they haven't looked into this.

However, it is one thing not to go deep into it, and it is another thing if someone says that it is broken So, the karate we learn is actually Chinese Kung Fu? ! "

"It sounds like it should be, and it's Chinese Kung Fu that was learned by stealth. If it was learned by stealth, it is very likely that they didn't learn everything, so so many of them can't beat a Chinese person."

"So Bruce Lee is so good because he learned authentic Chinese Kung Fu, not like we only learned part of it."

The foreign warriors were talking a lot.

The U.S. karate champion suddenly realized: "No wonder Bruce Lee beat me so easily, I found the reason! I'll just say it, I'm talking about a genius in martial arts, otherwise it's impossible to win the championship, it's not me who lost to Bruce Lee. The reason is that the karate of the islanders is inherently incomplete. I taught so much tuition, spent so much time and effort, you will give me a incomplete version, Fakeyou!"

His disciples didn't know what to say at this time.

Teacher, you said that what you learned was the incomplete version, so what kind of version did we learn from you who taught martial arts?

I dare not think about it, I dare not think about it.