Chapter 1300： critical hit

"Master Zhou Nan, you defeated the last boxing champion 20 years ago. I don't know if you will have this luck 20 years later!"

Zhou Nan ignored him, but slowly shifted his feet left and right and moved his horse steady.

Then put both hands in front of the body, just about to lift up to complete the Tai Chi starting pose.

But he didn't want him to just move his hand, when the disciple Ba Song suddenly rushed up and slammed his nose.

It didn't stop, he was caught off guard by a punch, and then he raised his leg and kicked his waist hard.

Immediately after he punched in a row, all punches hit him in the face.

It made him retreat step by step, retreated to the edge of the ring and fell off.

Everyone was dumbfounded in this scene.

Master Zhou Nan, lost.

And in this humiliating way, it was a complete failure.

Everyone had high hopes for him, but he failed to catch even one move.

This scene, for everyone, is shocking.

It seems that even faith has collapsed in half.

They didn't believe it and couldn't accept it, but the facts were before them.

Everyone was so shocked that they couldn't recover, and even forgot to help Master Zhou Nan up.

Only Xia Weibao rushed up quickly, helped Master Zhou Nan, and quickly sealed his acupuncture points and stuffed him with a medicine.

A strong young man can't stand being hit by such vicious combos, let alone an old man in his sixties!

"Hahaha..."

On the side of the boxer of country A, everyone burst into laughter.

Someone leaned forward and backward with a smile pointing in the direction of Master Zhou Nan.

"Hahaha, this is Tai Chi? The old man does gymnastics!"

"I'm laughing so hard, I can't move when I'm old, I can't even take a trick, I am ashamed to say that I am a grandmaster, hahaha, this is the biggest joke I have ever seen..."

"Is there no one in China? I actually let an old man come up to perform old-age exercises, damn, I am ashamed of you..."

That series of mocking laughter made all the Huaxia people in the field flushed.

Just now they had high hopes for Master Zhou Nan and praised him to the sky, but they didn't even catch any of the tricks.

This is tantamount to slap them in the face!

The most annoying thing is that Master Zhou Nan's reputation throughout his life, how beautiful when he was young, how can he make people so humiliated!

However, they can do nothing.

In front of these boxers, they could do nothing but anger.

Many people clenched their fists, their faces full of resentment and resentment.

Damn, why don’t you usually practice martial arts, otherwise you can go up and slap those turtle grandchildren now!

The harsh ridicule and ridicule made Master Zhou Nan feel ashamed.

His first fame was ruined.

What made him hate the most was that it hurt Chinese martial arts.

Xia Weibao pressed the pulse of Master Zhou Nan with two fingers, frowning tightly.

Why the pulse is so rapid and messy.

"Little girl, can you help me leave?" Master Zhou Nan said weakly.

He has no face to stay here again.

"Ok."

Xia Weibao helped him up.

At this time, Xiong Gang, who was on crutches, brought people to move a chair over, "Master Zhou Nan, you take a rest first."

Master Zhou Nan wants to refuse, and loses so humiliatingly, what face does he have left to face thousands of compatriots?

However, he is now too badly injured and can't take it anymore.

"Master, take a break and watch other people fight."

Xia Weibao said as she sat down on the chair.

This defeat has dealt a heavy blow to the Chinese people.