Chapter 267

After the audience heard an Sudong's words, they immediately started a new round of curse war, and the curse words were even worse.

"Can the referee announce the match? I want to finish the match quickly. These people are really bored!"

An Sudong heard the full field of abuse, headache, as long as the referee quickly announced the game.

After hearing an Sudong's words, Xu Dong did not immediately answer an Sudong's words. He first looked at Meng Jian's expression, and then motioned to Meng Jian with his eyes. He seemed to listen to Meng Jian's answer.

"Ha ha... It's good to save my time to challenge others. My time is more precious."

Meng Jian also heard enough praise and praise from the audience. He felt that the effect was enough, so he let Xu Dong announce the competition.

"Be quiet, everyone. Who is the winner? After the competition between master Meng and Mr. an, you will know. Now please watch the competition quietly!"

After Xu Dong yelled with a loudspeaker, the audience at the venue slowly quieted down.

"Master Meng, Mr. an, please get ready. When you're ready, tell me about it and you can start the competition. There's no limit to the competition time. As long as one person admits defeat or can't get up!"

Xu Dong said again about the rules of the competition. After seeing Meng Jian and an Sudong nodding and agreeing, Xu Dong stood in the middle of the venue. An Sudong and Meng Jian stood face to face, almost 10 meters apart. This is the distance that an Sudong and Meng Jian spontaneously stood out.

"The contest begins!"

When Xu Dong saw Meng Jian and an Sudong indicating that he could compete, he announced the official start of the competition.

An Sudong stands opposite Meng Jian with ease, looking at that Meng Jian doesn't make any defensive moves. On the contrary, Meng Jian is different.

He took a step forward with his left leg, his left arm spread out, his palm spread out, his fingertips facing up, his palm facing an Sudong, his right hand behind him, his right leg bent, and his footwall was quite stable.

Meng Jian is very curious that an Sudong doesn't even move. He knows that an Sudong knows Kung Fu. The last time an Sudong participated in the Los Angeles National skill competition, he met Jin Dong by chance.

Jin Dong told him about an Sudong, and he found out the video of an Sudong's competition. After watching it, he knew that an Sudong was not an ordinary master of Chinese martial arts. He must have practiced internal Qi. Only after practicing internal Qi, can a person not damage his body in such a fast action.

Internal skill experts all know a common sense. If they don't practice internal Qi, the human body won't have so high sensitivity. Of course, it won't have so fast action. At that time, Meng Jian watched an Sudong's game video and compared with his own shooting speed, it should be not much different from him. After all, he thought that an Sudong was very young and explosive, Meng Jian guessed that an Sudong should be a little worse than his internal skill.

However, after the appearance of an Sudong today, Meng Jian didn't feel the existence of internal Qi from an Sudong, which made Meng Jian confused. So he didn't rush to attack after the start of the game. He wanted to let an Sudong attack first, so that he would know.

"Garbage on, ah, master Meng beat down the goods, still here a waste of time!"

"Master Meng is really an expert. He's waiting for an Sudong to take the lead. He's really noble in martial arts. He's a model for our martial arts practitioners!"

"Well! An Sudong has only one shot. If he is directly knocked down by master Meng, then an Sudong has no face. Only an Sudong can blow his hand, and then he can boast. He is also a man who has dealt with master Meng. He is really shameless

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The audience in the gymnasium belittled an Sudong to nothing, as if he would be knocked down by Meng Jian the next second.

Only a few people watched the game quietly, including Tao Shun and Jin Dong. In fact, Jin Dong also came today.

He arrived in Los Angeles in the middle of last night and drove here early in the morning. I don't know what happened. When he saw an Sudong today, he felt that an Sudong was more powerful and more powerful than before. When an Sudong was angry just now, he said that sentence, which made Jin Dong's heart beat faster. He remembered the scene of fighting with an Sudong at that time.

"An Sudong is still flirting at this time. If you don't do it again, you will have no chance. This is your only chance. Don't blame me for not reminding you."

Meng Jian saw that an Sudong was still standing leisurely across the street. He didn't even look at him. From time to time, he turned his head and looked at several girls sitting in the first row, smiling at them. He didn't expect that an Sudong would ignore him so much, which aroused his anger.

When he wants to make a move, he still controls it. Only when he knows himself and his opponent can he win a hundred battles. Now, an Sudong's real level has not been revealed. If he attacks him now, he may suffer losses.

"If you don't do it, you really don't have a chance. I won't joke with you, so please do it quickly. I'll have something else to do later. Moreover, the audience at the scene is too warm for me and always greets my family, which makes me a little unbearable."

An Sudong looks at Meng Jian calmly, with an indifferent look in his eyes.

"Boy, you are so arrogant. Today I will teach you a lesson for your master and let you learn my kung fu."

Meng Jian finally can't stand it. An Sudong and Meng Jian have been standing for ten minutes. Xu Dong keeps making eyes for Meng Jian to make him move quickly.

Xu Dong really doesn't believe in an Sudong's internal skills. It seems that he is not as old as his son. He despises young people like an Sudong very much. He can't pretend that if he can make rude remarks, he will definitely scold an Sudong like his son.

"I've let you do it for a long time. It's not good for you to stand for such a long time when you are so old. Hurry up and do it. I'll be merciful."

Seeing that Meng Jian had finished, an Sudong still didn't start his work, which made him speechless. How could a master of internal skills have such ink marks? It really made him unable to understand.

After hearing an Sudong's words, Xu Dong's face turned black. He didn't expect that there were such shameless people in Huaxia. Did he really think that the martial arts contest was as high and simple as cooking.

"I can't watch it any more. Master Meng, please beat him down quickly. I'm sick of him. He's so shameless!"

"To NIMA's son, master Meng, what are you waiting for? Hit him quickly. He doesn't even want to pose. You two are not colluding, OK?"

"Master Meng, hit him quickly. It's best for him to find his teeth everywhere!"