Bang bang bang~

A fist bigger than a casserole hit the young man's arm hard, gradually breaking his defense.

Using his absolute strength advantage to forcefully break away the young man's defense, the blond man saw the right moment and threw a left hook that forced him to lower his head and dodge, but he found a concealed uppercut coming towards him.

Bang~

He received a powerful and heavy uppercut to his face, and the young man instantly raised his head and flew into the sky. His toes were even more than ten centimeters above the ground. His body was completely lying in the air, and he fell heavily on the ring.

"Roar!"

The blond man let out an excited roar, raised his hands high, and walked slowly along the ring as if showing off.

In an instant, the victory was decided. The people of Damin who were cheering loudly seemed to have been pressed on the mute button, and there was silence for an instant. Looking at the barbarians showing off their power on the ring, they felt as uncomfortable as eating flies.

"Which number is this? Is it possible that I, the great Da Min, can't even take care of a foreigner?"

"We have lost seven people in a row. It's not that I, Damin, have no one. It's that this guy really has something."

"That's right, his boxing skills are sharp, his strength is endless, and his agility is completely inconsistent with his weight. I'm afraid that ordinary martial artists may not be able to defeat him! Let alone these unawakened mortals."

"Aren't these barbarians also unawakened mortals? Why are they more powerful than us?"

"That's right, I don't believe no one can cure him!"

…………

Chaotic discussions came from the noisy crowd, and Zhao Yinshun clearly felt an anxious and depressed atmosphere spreading in the square.

On the ring, a referee wearing a Damin official uniform inspected the young man with blood on his face, shook his head solemnly, and officially announced the victory of the blond man.

Soon, this result was fed back to the two lists hanging high. A white man wearing mysterious religious clothes waved his hand, and the name on one of the lists immediately jumped up two places.

"Roar!"

Roaring again, the blond man was in high spirits. He poked his chest with his thumbs, then twisted his body, turned his thumbs down, and shook his head proudly outside the ring.

"You, you can't~"

The strange words in a strange tone instantly aroused the emotions of the audience, and the curses were heard one after another. In just a few breaths, he greeted all the eighteen generations of Han's ancestors.

But the blond man, who didn't understand at all, had no emotions in his heart, and even grinned triumphantly.

After a short period of venting, the audience was a little disinterested. Many people were too lazy to bear the suffocation and left angrily. In just ten minutes, less than half of the people in the square were missing.

Looking down at the dejected figures of those people, Zhao Yinshun vaguely felt that something had been taken away from them, and even their spines were slightly bent.

Turning back to look at the two motionless lists, Zhao Yinshun used his eyesight and found that they were almost all foreign names, and there were not a few Damin names visible.

Something is wrong...

Holding his chin with one hand, Zhao Yinshun frowned.

No matter how weak Damin's martial arts seeds were, he would not be crushed to this ratio.

You must know that the number of foreigners who have traveled thousands of miles to seek life in Damin is not large in the first place. Compared with Damin's population of at least several hundred million, the proportion of talents should be very small.

But the result shown now is exactly the opposite. It is as if a high civilization has descended on a low civilization, and everyone is fighting one against a hundred, directly reducing the dimensionality to attack!

Is it possible that there is a fundamental gap between the level of martial arts education between the East and the West?!

With his eyes flickering, Zhao Yinshun thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure it out. He stepped lightly on the branch and fell to the ground nimbly.

If you can't figure it out, don't think about it. If you don't agree, let's touch it. The strong one will stand and the weak one will lie down!

The corner of his mouth raised slightly, and suddenly, Zhao Yinshun stopped in his steps, realizing that there was some subtle problem in his mentality!

A subtle problem that he himself was not even aware of!

You only have one life, and competition is no longer a child's play. Why did you choose to face the storm without hesitation?

You know, Damin is not China, and he has no obligation to sacrifice his life and blood for it!

The only little reason is just the simple and pure sense of belonging of "Xiao Yinshun"...

But I still chose to face the difficulties without hesitation!

There is no fear, no panic, the most in my heart... is actually pure joy and excitement!

Covering his heart, Zhao Yinshun's pupils were unfocused and he was lost in thought.

In a daze, he felt that this kind of joy and excitement was very familiar. It was like getting the mid laner Yasuo. Even though he was killed to 0-20-0, he still couldn't help but see a lot of troops entering the tower.

Keep moving forward!

Death is like the wind, always with me. As long as I shoot E fast enough, my teammates' question marks can't catch up with me!

Phew~

After taking a long breath, Zhao Yinshun finally understood what the problem was!

The sense of detachment from high-dimensional creatures "outside the box" made him not take the danger to heart deep in his subconscious mind!

The whole world is more like a game to him, or a stand-alone game with plug-ins enabled!

This mentality is not obvious when the divinity of this dimension dominates. Once the divinity resonates, the superior, omniscient and omnipotent extra-dimensional senses will seriously affect his world view.

I'm not targeting anyone, I'm just saying that all the NPCs here are jerks!

Well……

After pondering for a few seconds, feeling the true and genuine beating of his heart, Zhao Yinshun suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, and his smile slowly bloomed, like the sunshine of early spring warming the heart.

Since your mentality cannot be changed, then try to enjoy it...

But then again, who can resist a game that involves beating up bad foreign devils?

At the registration point not far away, a bespectacled girl wearing foreign religious clothing was sitting in a bored daze. When she saw Zhao Yinshun's smile, her eyes suddenly lit up.

When Zhao Yinshun approached with a smile on his face, before he could speak, the girl with glasses spoke excitedly.

"My little brother is so cute. How old are you?"

Zhao Yinshun: “…………”

A faint smile instantly froze on his face, and his good mood suddenly disappeared.

What little brother?!

Are you going to give me candy with your next sentence?

"Why don't you say anything? Sister will give you candy."

Zhao Yinshun: Blanch!

As she said that, the girl took out a candy from nowhere. Before she could hand it to Zhao Yinshun, she was slapped hard on the table by a heavy long sword.

"I want to sign up for the competition!"

"ah?"

The girl looked at Zhao Yinshun blankly, then looked at the long sword in his hand, adjusted the glasses on the bridge of her nose, and it took several seconds to react.

"You want to enter the competition?!!!"

"What? No?"

"It's not impossible, it's just...where are your adults?"

"I am the only one in my family."

"Woo~"
Chapter completed!