"Huh--" Seeing that the foreign boxing champion looked arrogant and looked down on Chinese national skills, and he also wanted to hurt people, the yellow beam was full of anger and blood was surging, and he vowed to seek justice. With a punch, a whistling sound of wind was brought into the air.

But as the boxing champion, Tornado has rich practical experience. Even in the noise, he still heard the fist wind coming from behind his head. He immediately turned his head and avoided Huang Liang's sneak attack. Then he punched Huang Liang's head with a punch, directly knocking him to the ground.

"A Liang!" Ip Man exclaimed, and immediately shouted quickly and rushed to the ring. At the same time, Hong Zhennan saw that the situation had developed to such a level, and he didn't care about the ghost-headed demon head. His seemingly strong body leaped and nimblely jumped onto the ring.

"What should I do?" Seeing the whole stadium was in chaos, Fei Bo hurriedly looked at the ghost behind him.

"Don't be nervous, Feibo, just sit and watch the show!" The ghost looked unconscious. Anyway, this is Hong Kong and the British Empire's colony, so it is naturally impossible for the British Empire's boxing champion to suffer losses.

"A Liang, how are you?" Ip Man, who had flipped onto the ring, quickly called his disciple to help Huang Liang up, "You guys take him to rest quickly!"

"Stop fighting, stop fighting!"

"Don't fight, don't fight anymore!"

After solving the Huangliang incident, Ip Man quickly interspersed with Hong Zhennan in the chaotic crowd, separating the two gangs of entangled people. However, the Tornado, as the boxing champion, was obviously very excited about this scene. No matter how innocent he was, he would punch him as soon as he saw the Chinese.

"Hey, don't beat him again!" Seeing that the foreign boxing champion was still attacking his Chinese compatriots, Ip Man shouted loudly and was about to step forward to stop him.

"Master, this guy is very strong, let me do it." Without waiting for Ip Man to step out, a figure rushed over first and blocked Ip Man and the tornado.

Ye Wen was stunned when he heard this. When he saw clearly that the eldest disciple Jiang Chen was blocking his body, he felt relieved. However, he saw that the foreign boxing champion was about to take action without saying a word. He immediately shouted: "A Chen, be careful!"

The tornado saw another Chinese appearing in front of him without fear of death. There was a cruel sneer on the corner of his mouth, and he raised his hand and punched him suddenly. His attack was extremely powerful and aimed at the key point of the other party's head. Once he hit, he would definitely be either dead or injured.

Seeing the heavy punch approaching, Jiang Chen sneered. With his reaction, he could dodge before the fist fell on him, but he did not do so, because from beginning to end, he had no intention of retreating. He raised his hand and punched him back violently.

"Bang!" With a dull sound, the two fists collided together. Jiang Chen was wearing a huge dragon and elephant power, which was not easy. Although the tornado was born with divine power, it could not resist it. He retreated back more than ten steps, retreated directly to the edge of the ring, and stopped just by leaning against the rope on the side of the platform.

Feeling the soreness and pain from his hands, the tornado's face changed drastically. Looking at the Chinese man in front of him who was half a head short, he couldn't help but be stunned. Then, a fierce light flashed in his eyes. He was about to rush forward and hit him again, but he never thought that at this moment, his coach rushed over and pulled him tightly.

Jiang Chen looked at the still fierce tornado and frowned. Although he was still casual in the punch just now, he had hundreds of kilograms of force. The opponent was able to take on his body, which was indeed worthy of the name of the Western boxing champion.

"Don't do anything!" At this time, Hong Zhennan finally comforted the Chinese side. Seeing that the side had solved the problem, he quickly stood in the middle of the ring and shouted loudly. Because he really had a considerable prestige in the Chinese martial arts world, the Chinese side calmed down first, and then the foreign side slowly calmed down. After all, it was really meaningless to be left to play one-man show.

Looking at the foreign boxing champion tornado that was eager to try like a mad dog, Hong Zhennan immediately shouted: "Host, come here!"

Frightened by the sudden power of Hong Zhennan, the host hurriedly walked over and stood in the middle of the ring.

"We perform Chinese martial arts. You don't like to watch them. You can leave, but it's wrong for you to hurt people!" Hong Zhennan shouted sternly: "I want you to say sternly to us!"

"He wants you to be proud of yourself!" The host directly omitted all the things Hong Zhennan said before, and only translated the last sentence for the Tornado.

"What? Daoqian?" Looking at the furious Hong Zhennan, the tornado immediately sneered, "What stupid Chinese tradition is this? The winner wants to Daoqian to the loser? If this is the case, I don't want Daoqian every day?" Speaking of this, he suddenly approached Hong Zhennan, and their faces were almost pressed on. He said with a ferocious look: "Old man! Do you want me to apologize, right? Then you must beat me in the ring now before I apologize!"

The host translator immediately raised the microphone and shouted: "Tornado said that as long as Master Hong can beat him in the ring, he will apologize!"

"Let me fight him! He's all over the ground looking for teeth, and he's apologizing for me!"

"Bow him to death!"

As soon as the host's translation said, the several museum owners behind Hong Zhennan couldn't help it and spoke one after another, squeezing everyone away and rushing towards the tornado!

Hong Zhennan quickly grabbed several museum owners and said in a deep voice: "My masters, let me deal with this matter, please go ahead first." He enjoys a great reputation in the Chinese martial arts world in Hong Kong, and his martial arts are also at the highest level. Although the museum owners were angry at this opening, they had to step down.

Only Jiang Chen, still standing on the ring, sneered and said: "Master Hong, ask me to tell me that you have a good temper. When things come to this point, what else can I do? You are elders and it is not easy to bully the small ones. Let me teach this foreign thing a lesson and vent our anger for everyone."

"A Chen..." Ye Wen was about to dissuade him, but Jiang Chen said again: "Master, I know what you mean, but we can tolerate some things, but some things are ultimately unbearable."

"Young man said it well." Hong Zhennan said with some appreciation: "For the sake of life, he can tolerate it, but he can't insult our Chinese martial arts. However, I still have to deal with this matter. Young man, you go down."

"Master Hong, you are a master of the Chinese martial arts world. Your status is valuable, so how can you move lightly? It is better for us young people to show off this kind of fighting and fighting fiercely." Jiang Chen stepped forward with undeniable force, and put one hand on Hong Zhennan's shoulders directly in the shocked eyes.

"You..." Hong Zhennan was about to speak when he suddenly felt a huge force coming from his shoulders, which made his breathing stagnate, but he could not say anything.

"Master Hong, don't worry, although my skills are not high, it's not a problem to deal with a foreigner ghost." Jiang Chen smiled and said, Hong Zhennan was shocked. Although he had noticed Jiang Chen's huge qi and blood before, he did not expect that the other party's skills were so profound.

"Okay, since you are determined, I'll leave this matter to you. Remember, don't lose the face of the Chinese martial arts world!" After several considerations, Hong Zhennan finally agreed to Jiang Chen's fight.

"The word "Kung Fu" is one horizontal and one vertical. I believe that the last one must be me." Jiang Chen responded with a smile, watching Hong Zhen go south to the ring, and then turned to look at the tornado: "I remember what you said, as long as you defeat you, you will apologize to us."

"Hmph, let's talk about it when you defeat me." The tornado converged to meet Jiang Chen's gaze and stared at him. The two of them just now had a punch. Although he did not do his best, he also sensed that the other party's strength was powerful and would be the strongest opponent he had encountered so far.
Chapter completed!