"I, Tang Wanxin, am just a little girl. How can I afford Director Sun to come and greet me in person?"

After all, she is Tang Xiong's daughter. Under the influence, Tang Wanxin can still say a few words in the scene.

Hearing what she said so nicely, she is indeed from a wealthy family, beautiful and well-educated.

Sun Hao smiled dryly, with a look of excitement on his face.

Jiang Xiaoxuan glanced at him. Director Sun, who was wearing a Tang suit, was almost sixty years old. His small eyes were darting around, and he looked very shrewd.

The next second, Sun Hao glanced at Tang Wanxin, looked behind her, and then said after looking at her: "Miss Tang, in this martial arts exchange competition, you only brought A Bao as a practitioner."

Originally, behind Tang Wanxin, Abao and Jiang Xiaoxuan were standing.

But because Jiang Xiaoxuan was thin and frail, from Sun Hao's point of view, he was not considered a practitioner at all.

After listening to Sun Hao's words, Tang Wanxin said calmly: "It's enough to take A Bao with you."

"One Ah Bao is enough. It seems that Miss Tang is bound to win!"

Sun Hao said this, but he was thinking in his heart: 'Although A Bao is Tang Xiong's right-hand man, ordinary three or five people can't get close to him at all. But facing a real martial arts master, A Bao is not as good as him.

You can't impress others with your little skills, let alone compete with Sato in martial arts.'

"I have no intention of letting him come on stage to compete with others in martial arts. He is just here to join in the fun."

Tang Wanxin smiled lightly. After hearing this, Sun Hao smiled so hard that he invited Tang Wanxin and others into the martial arts gym.

There is a prepared ring in the center of the martial arts hall. Many people have gathered around the ring.

Most of the people present were martial arts people from Jiangbei City, including some boxers from the boxing gym, as well as some wild people who came to join in the fun.

Tang Wanxin glanced over and saw that all of these people were strong.

He is the only man with a figure like Jiang Xiaoxuan's.

Of course, people should not be judged by their appearance. Despite Jiang Xiaoxuan’s scrawny appearance, he is actually a real master.

It's not that he's generally powerful, but his kung fu is quite strong.

Because Tang Wanxin had never participated in a similar competition before, Tang Wanxin didn't know any of these people except Sun Hao.

However, Abao met an acquaintance, a fellow countryman who worked as a bodyguard for a big boss.

His name was Long Wei, and his skills were much better than his. As soon as they met, they started chatting, and Abao also introduced Jiang Xiaoxuan to Long Wei.

Long Wei originally wanted to make one more friend, but when he saw Jiang Xiaoxuan.

Looking like a little brat, Long Wei lost interest and suddenly retracted his outstretched hand.

Jiang Xiaoxuan didn't care. In such an occasion, no one knew Jiang Xiaoxuan, he was just an inconspicuous existence.

Next, the three of them found a seat by the window and sat down.

At this time, Sun Hao, who was wearing a Tang suit, walked up to the front desk, glanced at everyone with his small eyes, then clasped his fists and said: "Comrades in the martial arts community in Jiangbei City, this old man Sun Hao is so polite."

"The biennial martial arts exchange competition officially begins today. The purpose of this competition is to make friends with martial arts, exchange and learn martial arts skills, promote Chinese martial arts, and discover martial arts talents."

"This time, I also specially invited Mr. Sato from the Sato Karate Dojo, and Miss Chiba Xuedai, a martial arts master from the island country."

When Sun Hao finished speaking enthusiastically, many martial arts enthusiasts came to the ring to compete one-on-one in martial arts.

Most of them were just the work of a three-legged cat. Jiang Xiaoxuan looked at them for a few times and lost interest. He withdrew his gaze, took out his mobile phone, and started playing non-stop.

Abao was just thinking about going outside for a walk when he suddenly heard a cry: "They are coming!"

The sound was quite loud, and everyone followed it, only to see a man and a woman slowly walking in from the door.

The man was wearing a karate uniform, short and dark, and wore wooden clogs on his feet that made a squeaking sound when he walked.

But the woman was extremely beautiful, but she had a pretty face, cold eyes, and was wearing a black bodysuit.

"It's actually them?"

"Sato and Chiba Xuedai."

Seeing them, Sun Hao greeted them enthusiastically and said with a smile: "Welcome Mr. Sato and Miss Qianye Xuedai to participate in this martial arts exchange competition despite their busy schedule."

Sato stepped forward, looked around at everyone with cold eyes, and then said proudly: "They all say that your Chinese Kung Fu is performance-based. When I saw it today, it turned out to be so!"

Sato has been in Jiangbei City for several years and has learned Chinese, but his Chinese pronunciation is still not very standard.

But everyone could still understand. As Sato said these words, everyone's expressions changed except for Sun Hao.

"If anyone is not convinced, come to the ring and come to me to spar and let you see the power of my Japanese Empire Karate. But I have my word first. Sato will not be held responsible for killing or injuring me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Sato ran a few steps, and with the help of running, he jumped suddenly.

Then he jumped several meters high, and in the next second, his body was floating lightly on the ring. Seeing how powerful he was, all the wild men on the ring ran down with lightning speed.

Seeing this scene, Sato smiled disdainfully, then turned around and looked down at the people in the Jingwu Boxing Gym with a contemptuous and provocative look.

After a brief silence,

"I'll meet him for a while."

A young man in a black vest in the crowd slowly stepped forward. Seeing that it was fellow countryman Long Wei, Abao couldn't help but shout: "Long Wei, are you sure of the chance of winning?"

"As everyone knows, my Chinese kung fu is the ancestor of karate. I can definitely win."

Long Wei narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at Sato's short and lean figure, and said very confidently.

If he can stand out in this martial arts competition, his worth will rise.

Not to mention that the current boss will give him a salary increase, and there is also a bigger boss who will pay a high price to poach him.

As soon as these words came out, everyone laughed in unison. Except for Sato and Qianye Xue Daizhi, whose expressions were a bit colder, only Sun Hao couldn't laugh.

He has a good personal relationship with Sato, has seen the latter's advanced kung fu, and admires him greatly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Long Wei stamped his feet heavily on the ground, and with the help of his feet, his body flew to the ring like an arrow from a string.

The two stood face to face. Sato glanced at Long Wei with squinted eyes, then made a gesture and said coldly: "Please!"
Chapter completed!