Not long after, a middle-aged man holding a microphone walked onto the ring, as if he was the host of this game. When the host came to the center of the ring, the exciting music stopped.

I saw the host put the microphone to his mouth and shouted loudly: "Ladies alemen, welcome to the much-anticipated Quan Zhendong Eight-Nation Master Challenge. Without further ado, first of all, I would like to invite our challenger today, Chuan

Martial arts master Quan Zhendong."

As soon as he finished speaking, thunderous applause erupted in the venue. It can be seen that Quan Zhendong's popularity is very high.

I saw Quan Zhendong, wearing a white robe, slowly walking to the ring from the side door, then jumping up, jumping a full two or three meters, and landing steadily on the ring, once again winning applause from the audience.

"I guess I don't need to introduce our champion Zhendong. He has fought 36 times and KO'd his opponents within ten seconds 36 times. He is unbeatable. Next, let's invite his first opponent tonight, who comes to Britain.

Oshawini, the country’s lightning fast punch.” The host still shouted passionately.

As soon as he finished speaking, a smaller man walked out of the door on the other side. The audience at the venue couldn't help but "booed".

At this time, although the screen still stopped at the competition venue, the voices of the two commentators who were chatting before sounded again.

Huang: Director Zhang, how much do you know about Oshawini?

Zhang: He is currently the fastest puncher in the world. His Jivos record is 14 punches per second. His punches are so fast that you can’t see clearly.

Huang: So what do you think Quan Zhendong needs to pay attention to?

Zhang: I think it’s better to test Quan Zhendong’s reaction speed.

Suddenly, the referee on the ring blew his whistle and the game started.

I saw Oshawini punch Quan Zhendong at lightning speed.

When he looked again, Quan Zhendong's right hand had tightly grasped Oshawini's fist, and then he shook it hard, and Oshawini flew straight out of the ring.

Huang: Oh my god, is this the end? Is it the end before I even see what happened?

Zhang: Fei Xiang, you sit down, this is the basic exercise.

In the venue, the host walked to the stage and said loudly: "You are indeed a master of Chuanwu. Unfortunately, our first challenger still failed to break the three-move curse. So, our second challenger,

What will be the result? Now, let us use our screams to call out my second challenger, Tokes, the world's number one Taiquan master from Nanluo Kingdom."

"Hey~", amidst the shameless shouts from the audience in the venue, a man with a turban on his head and well-proportioned muscles came to the ring.

Huang: Director Zhang, let me introduce Tokes to you.

Zhang: When it comes to Toksi, we have to talk about Taiquan. Taiquan is called boxing, but in fact the legs are more powerful, especially the knees. It is said that Toksi can kill an elephant with one knee.

Huang: What? Elephant? This is too exaggerated. Quan Zhendong is not as strong as an elephant. I am really worried about him.

As he spoke, there was another whistle.

I saw the man named Tox take two steps back, then suddenly kicked his feet, jumped up suddenly, stretched out his right knee, and bumped straight towards Quan Zhendong.

Looking at Quan Zhendong again, he stood still and didn't move at all. When Tox's knee reached in front of him, he stretched out his left palm and slapped Tox's right knee down. At the same time,

His right palm slapped Tox hard on the chest.

Tox drew a beautiful arc in the air and fell to the bottom of the ring.

Huang: Ah! Oh my god! Is it over again? This is too fast, it’s faster than me.

Zhang: Fei Xiang, what do you mean by being faster than you? I suspect you are driving, but I have no evidence.

Huang: Director Zhang, please don’t get me wrong. I mean it faster than I can blink my eyes.

Zhang: Okay, you scared me.

Huang: Director Zhang, the one on stage now is from Toray, right?

Zhang: Yes, he is Kim Dae-hyun, the world's number one Taekwondo master. He can break thirty-two wooden boards by kicking in the air.

Huang: No, Director Zhang, I don’t understand why Taekwondo always kicks the wooden board?

Zhang: Maybe it’s because the wooden board won’t get angry or fight back.

Huang: Director Zhang is really humorous. Let’s watch the game first.

I saw Jin Daxuan on the ring wearing a white suit with a black belt around his waist. He was obviously ready.

After the referee's whistle sounded, Jin Daxuan did not rush to attack, but jumped slightly, then spread his legs and let out a "ha".

Quan Zhendong glanced at him, frowned slightly, and ignored him.

Seeing this, Jin Daxuan suddenly stepped on the rope surrounding the ring behind him. With the help of his strength, he jumped to a height of about 1.78 meters. He stretched out his right leg and swept towards Quan Zhendong's head.

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I saw Quan Zhendong jump up suddenly, jumping more than two meters high in an instant, and then kicked Jin Daxuan on the chin.

Kim Dae Hyun made a 720-degree turn in the air and landed freely before falling outside the ring.

Huang: Hey, this is really a fool's errand in front of a master, and I will send you to the audience with a kick. It's miserable, it's so miserable.

Zhang: Feixiang, your poem doesn’t rhyme a bit.

Huang: It doesn't matter whether it rhymes or not. What's important is that it can express the situation on the court. Now I'm starting to worry about the challengers behind. Director Zhang, do you think there is hope for the masters behind?

Zhang: I think it’s better to think about how the next five masters stepped down.

Huang: Director Zhang, I think as commentators, we should be calmer, more neutral, and more objective.

Zhang: The key is for you to calm down?

Huang: It seems that I really can’t calm down.

Zhang: Then let yourself go. Do you see the challenger coming up now?

Huang: Well, he seems to be from Xiaobenguo, right?

Zhang: That’s right, he is Xiao Benguo’s master of phantom arts, Xiao Yelang.

Huang: Director Zhang, I believe there are many viewers in front of our TVs who don’t know much about phantom technology. Can you briefly introduce it to everyone?

Zhang: Actually, this phantom technique is a very fast movement technique. When it moves around you, you can't even see clearly.

Huang: What? Maybe he wants to stun his opponent.

Zhang: Don’t tell me, ordinary people can really be stunned by him. If you don’t believe it, let’s take a look.

On the ring, Ono Yelang was wearing black clothes. As the referee blew his whistle, Ono Yelang began to circle around Quan Zhendong. Gradually, Ono Yelang turned faster and faster, and finally turned into a black line.

shadow.

Quan Zhendong suddenly closed his eyes, then stretched out a slap and slapped it out.

There was a "pop" sound, and after Onolang slipped for a while on the ring, he slipped out of the gap in the bottom rope at the edge of the ring and fell to the bottom of the ring, with a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth.

Huang: Ah, this is really the magic of love spinning in circles, slapping you until you are on your back in the audience.

Zhang: Feixiang, you can not only compose poetry but also lyrics. At this moment, I also want to recite a poem.

Huang: Could it be that Director Zhang can also compose poetry? Then we are all ears.

Zhang: I didn’t know how to do it originally, but I know how to do it when I see you. Listen, ah, I’m really talented in flying. I just picked up the poems and lyrics casually. If I were born in the Tang Dynasty, I would definitely make Li Taibai cry.

Huang: Director Zhang is making me laugh. These are just hobbies. In fact, my favorite thing is to be a commentator. Oh, by the way, Director Zhang, you said that the little wild man just kept spinning in circles, didn't he feel dizzy?

Zhang: I don’t know whether he fainted or not. Anyway, I almost fainted.

Huang: I don’t believe it. You don’t look like you’re fainted.

Zhang: Ahem, let’s keep the topic on the competition. The guy on stage now has quite a lot of background. He is Balgan, the best warrior in the foreign kingdom, and also the best wrestling king in the world.

Huang: Wow, this man must weigh 800 pounds. How much meat does he need to eat? I guess he must have a grassland at home.

Zhang: Haha, let’s watch the game.

Zhang Hanping really didn’t know how to answer this funny comment.

Quan Zhendong on the ring looked very small at this time, because this Balegan was so big.

Balegan is two meters tall and weighs at least 800 kilograms. At this time, he is only wearing a pair of underpants, which are still buried in his lump of flesh. Unless you look carefully, you really can't tell that he is wearing them. , because everyone can only see a mountain of meat.

Suddenly, the mountain of meat swayed and rushed towards Quan Zhendong, and was about to swallow him up.

It was too late to say, but it was too late to see Quan Zhendong's body lying down quickly, and then he slid through Balegan's legs. Then, using the ground as a fulcrum, he moved 180 degrees. After turning around, his two toes heavily poked into Balegan's knee sockets.

Balegan's huge body fell straight backwards, and was about to hit Quan Zhendong on the ground.

I saw Quan Zhendong quickly squatting on the ground, raising his hands, and forcefully holding up Balgan's huge body. Then, Quan Zhendong roared and raised Balgan above his head.

Huang: Oh my God, it was lifted up. Director Zhang, he actually lifted Balegan up.

Zhang: Feixiang, I saw this, and my eyes are not blind yet.

Huang: I'm just too excited, too excited.

I saw Quan Zhendong holding Balgan, walking to the edge of the ring, throwing him off the stage with a flick of his hands.

There was a loud "boom" and the whole venue seemed to shake slightly.

Huang: Ah, this is so powerful that it can overwhelm the mountains. Hou Yi can shoot the sun with his bow. It's so powerful, it's so powerful.

Zhang: Feixiang, I feel a little uncomfortable listening to your poem.

Huang: It's not important. What's important is the meaning. As long as it can express how powerful he is, I really don't understand how much energy is contained in Quan Zhendong's small body. Director Zhang, can you figure it out?
To be continued...