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Both of them were indeed martial arts practitioners, and their movements were extremely fast and nimble. In fact, compared to Teng Tianqi, Zhou Wenbin's movements were a bit faster, but in terms of strength, Zhou Wenbin's strength did not seem to pose much of a threat to Teng Tiangang. Instead, it caused him to fight back.

"Bang, kacha!"

Ah!

Amidst the dull sound, the sound of bones shattering could be heard, and like a sharp knife, it pierced deeply into the hearts of everyone present. Following that, a miserable scream came out from Zhou Wenbin's mouth, as his hands quickly reached up to his knees, beads of sweat forming on his forehead.

He suddenly bent down and heavily smashed Zhou Wenbin's body into the ground. Zhou Wenbin was already in intense pain, but he was completely unable to stop the serious injuries that Teng Tiangang had inflicted on him. As his chest tightened, he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

However, Teng Tiangang still didn't show any intention of stopping. His eyes glowed with a wild red light as he raised his right fist once again and viciously smashed it into Zhou Wenbin's face.

"Stop, stop him!"

Immediately, four or five Silver Lake staff members charged onto the stage, but they were unable to save Zhou Wenbin. Under Teng Tiangang's punch, the pitiful Zhou Wenbin spat out a mouthful of blood from the corner of his mouth, along with a few teeth, and fainted on the spot.

When Teng Tian Gang wanted to unleash another deadly attack on Zhou Wenbin, the security guards at Silver Lake had already been ordered by Hua Qianlou to charge up the stage. Four or five of them grabbed onto Teng Tian Gang, no longer able to harm Zhou Wenbin.

"A bunch of East Asian sick men, they can't even withstand a single blow!"

As he let out a furious roar, he suddenly stood up and waved his fists. With a series of bangs, the men who had grabbed onto him were all sent flying, or else they were all sent flying by him as he spun around. At that moment, no one was able to restrain his actions again.

Hahahaha, a bunch of useless sick men. "Yes, all of you, let's do the work together, hahaha …" "HAHAHAHAHA!" "HAHAHAHAHH …" When he saw the staff of the National Arts Association and Silver Lake rush up, he let out a wild laugh and used his fists and feet. Although some of the members of the National Arts Association also punched and kicked him, he acted like nothing had happened and acted like nothing had happened, but once his huge fist landed on the other party's body, one punch at a time, it made the enemy lose his fighting strength. After a moment of chaos, Teng Tian Han's men, who were charging towards him, all fell to the ground.

He could not stand to watch any longer. Step by step, he pushed his way through the crowd and arrived at a place not far from the arena. He jumped up and jumped onto the stage, listening to the cheers of the crowd around him.

The voice was abnormally clear, as if it had descended from the heavens. In an instant, the hearts of everyone present sank, and those noisy people felt as if something was stuck in their throats, unable to say a word. The entire place was deathly silent, and only the reverberations of heavy breathing could be heard, as thousands of eyes were focused on Hua Qianlou who was on the stage.

"The dignity and backbone of the Chinese people have never been expressed through words, but through actions." Hua Qianlou looked around and said coldly before shifting his gaze to Teng Tiangang's face. He said coldly, "Knock your head and admit your mistake. I won't kill you, but a cripple is necessary!"

The large competition hall was immediately filled with silence. For the vast majority of the audience, Hua Qianlou was a stranger. However, the real reason that left everyone speechless was because this brat was too arrogant!

However, at this moment, this brat's savagery was just too adorable, not a single Chinese thought that Hua Qianlou was unlovable. Not only did they not get angry from his arrogant words, they quickly cheered for him: "Alright, you're right. The dignity and backbone of the Chinese people is proven through actions.

"Right, f * * k him to death!"

All the spectators from Bay Province or China immediately began to cheer and applaud.

Below the stage, within the delegation from the Martial Dao of the Sea Country, the middle-aged man who had been leisurely drinking his tea suddenly looked at Hua Qianlou, who had suddenly charged onto the stage and ignited the fighting spirit of all the Chinese. His pair of deep eyes shot out a sharp beam of light, and he narrowed his eyes at Hua Qianlou as he whispered: "Who is this kid?"

Beside the middle-aged man, a young man came forward hurriedly, nodding his head and bowing. He stared at Hua Qianlou for a while but still could not recognize him, so he replied: "This Sovereign, this kid should be an audience member, I don't think he knows anyone. At the very least, he is not a powerful character in this area of the Bay Province."

The man who was called "This King" frowned and said with a serious tone, "This kid is not simple. His actions just now were like taking a stroll in the courtyard. I'm afraid that Teng Tian Jun is no match for him!"

"Ah, it can't be. How could Teng Tian Jun not be his opponent? This kid's height is not bad, but he doesn't have any muscles. He's not a match for Teng Tian Jun!" That young man mumbled in disbelief.

He focused his attention on Hua Qianlou and only saw that on the stage, Hua Qianlou's words had caused the injured members to be brought down the stage, leaving only Hua Qianlou and Teng Tiangang behind. At this moment, Teng Tiangang was giving Hua Qianlou a cruel and emotionless smile as he cackled and said in rough Chinese, "That pig, you're dead for sure!" As he spoke, he walked over to Hua Qian Xun. As he was much larger than Hua Qian Xun, he pressed down on Hua Qian Xun. Even Hua Qian Xun could feel an invisible pressure pressing down on him, it was extremely tiresome.

However, compared to Zhou Wenbin, Hua Qianlou did not retreat or evade as he strode towards him. Instead, he lowered his hands and waited for Teng Tiangang's approach with a calm expression on his face.

Teng Tiangang looked at the young man before him, who was not dodging at all and had no fear in his eyes. His heart was suddenly filled with anger. How could someone not show fear in front of him? This was simply too infuriating!

However, no matter how fierce or cruel Teng Tiangang's expression was, Hua Qian Xun did not show any signs of fear. Instead, a smile appeared on his handsome and cold face, and when Teng Tiangang was less than two meters away from him, he smiled and said, "You're too weak!"

"Aooo!"

With a strange cry, Teng Tiangang was driven mad by Hua Qianlou's words. He could no longer dawdle as his right fist was as fast as lightning as it viciously smashed towards Hua Qianlou's face.

It could be said that even if a wall was placed right in front of him, this fellow could still easily punch through it, let alone a living person. Therefore, when Teng Tiangang punched Hua Qianlou in the face, all of the Hua Clan's people who were cheering for Hua Qianlou secretly broke out in a cold sweat, especially when they saw Hua Qianlou was scared silly and did not move at all. All the girls and kind-hearted men closed their eyes as they could not bear to see the scene of his small head being crushed by Teng Tiangang.

However, just when everyone couldn't bear to see Hua Qianlou lying in a pool of blood, they didn't hear a scream of pain as they had expected. They only heard a pop, and then nothing else.

On the stage, the huge fist that Teng Tiangang punched out with all his might was currently being blocked by Hua Qianlou's white and slender hands. The fist was only less than five centimeters away from Hua Qianlou's face, and even at this short distance of five centimeters, Teng Tiangang's full force punch was actually unable to continue any further.

Excited screams echoed in the large hall. Although no one dared to believe the scene in front of them, the truth was clear, and no one believed that Teng Tiangang would show mercy to the young man in front of them. Therefore, everyone was sure that the young man in the arena had used his true abilities to receive a powerful blow from Teng Tiangang.

"Such a strong power, it's unbelievable! Teng Tian Jun has met a true inner force expert from the Chinese martial arts world!" He naturally understood that if Hua Qianlou had extended his hand as well in order to receive the blow from Teng Tiangang, then perhaps it would not have been much. But now, Hua Qianlou's hand was bent, and it could be said that in Hua Qianlou's current position, he could not even use much strength in his arms. However, the truth was, in front of his eyes, this was exactly the posture where he could not exert much strength at all.

As the party in question, he could clearly feel how strange and terrifying the resistance was when Hua Qianlou caught his fist. All he could feel was that after that punch and three-quarters of a hit, the next quarter would not be able to extend any further. It was like shooting a gun, the bullet had actually exploded in the barrel of the gun before being shot out.

At this moment, he felt as if a heart-wrenching stream of air was frantically rolling about in his entire right arm, unceasingly assaulting his muscles. At this moment, he felt as if a heart-wrenching stream of air was rolling around in his entire right arm, unceasingly assaulting his muscles, the muscles in his arm felt as if they were being invaded by cold water.