Chapter 1301： Is President Lu here? Is Chief Fang here?

On the field, the host of Country A was still muttering proudly, "Who else is not convinced!"

"No one dares to challenge? If not, it means you admit..."

"Let's!"

Before the host had finished speaking, he saw several people jumping onto the stage one after another.

Wearing a monk's uniform, holding a long stick in his hand, his body is as strong as iron.

Eighteen bronze people!

The eighteen bronze men of Shaolin Temple!

Everyone looked forward to it, but it was very slim.

If it was normal, they would have cheered for joy when they saw the eighteen bronze figures of Shaolin Temple playing.

After all, the 18 bronzes are the elites of Shaolin Temple, and the 18 people cooperate with each other tacitly.

However, after the fiasco of Master Zhou Nan just now, the blow was too great.

It makes them self-doubt, is Huaxia Wushu really that bad?

Ba Song narrowed his eyes slightly, tapping the arm of the chair lightly with his fingers.

He pointed to the men behind him, "Eighteen of you, go up together."

Eighteen people are fair to eighteen people.

It's just that Huaxia sent the Shaolin Temple elite 18 bronze men, and country A didn't even have a disciple, all of them were subordinates. This despise degree...

At least 20,000 to 30,000 people were packed in the open square today, and all of them were dejected and hit hard.

Even the cheers were gone. .

"Baby, do you think the Eighteen Bronze can win." Lu Huashan was nervous.

The palms are all sweaty.

Xia Weibao tilted her head, "I don't know."

She didn't know the strength of the Eighteen Bronze men, nor the strength of those boxers in country A, so she couldn't judge.

Lu Huashan became even more nervous. "People are just coming from a small team. We are all masters from all over the country. If we still lose, what should we do?"

Xia Weibao laughed, "All the masters of the country are here? Are you sure?"

"Is not it?"

"Is your brother here? Has Chief Fang come."

When she talked to Lu Hualiang last night, the man didn't worry about it at all.

In his eyes, Basong's provocative behavior is no different from a child's fight, and he doesn't even have the qualifications to make him pay attention.

Xia Weibao said, "If a boxing champion comes to China to open the martial arts arena, he needs to be dispatched all over the country, then we will lose without fighting."

This is like the enemy sending a small team to attack the city, and our entire army is dispatched to meet the enemy with all their strength.

It has been explained that the strength of the two sides is very different, and there is no need to fight.

She looked at Lu Huashan, "Did you not notice that the country didn't show up in this arena?

In fact, the media has hyped things up, to put it bluntly, this is just Ba Song's desire to open a martial arts center in China, in order to expand his influence.

The people who came to challenge were those who thought that the ancient martial arts association headed by the Guwu Department was just a cultural collision, not a national power competition.

If you lose, it may harm the country's face, but it is not enough to shake the country's foundation. You understand, don't be too nervous. "

Is it possible that after losing this competition, I'm not as good as Country A?

joke!

In country A where the fart is bigger, Huaxia can drown it with a mouthful of water.

Lu Huashan suddenly, yes, in the final analysis, this incident is just Ba Song wanting to open a martial arts gym and stepping down on Chinese martial arts.

Even if I lost, the situation was not as bad as I thought.

She was scared to death. The atmosphere on the scene was so tight that she almost thought that if she lost this time, Huaxia would be over.

"Baby, you see so thoroughly."

Xia Weibao chuckled. She didn't see it thoroughly, but handled such things with ease.