"This is the fighter from Xiaolin Martial Arts School? Are you sure?"
"In a battle in the ring, physical strength is the most important. How can we fight against other opponents with such a big physical difference? How could Master Weng choose this person to fight? Is there any inside story involved?"
"On the other hand, Zhou Ze, regardless of his body shape or physique, is more suitable to represent Xiaolin Martial Arts School."
"..."
Everyone was whispering.
There is no doubt that Zhao Xuanqi does not have any advantage in size. If Weng Xiaolin had not seen his true ability, he would not have believed that he could defeat Zhou Ze.
However, he did it with ease.
The eyes of many people present fell on Weng Xiaolin.
"Old man Weng, is this the person you chose?"
Yan Songshan wondered, is this person actually replacing Zhou Ze and becoming a competitor at Xiaolin Martial Arts School?
He didn't think it was a coincidence. On the contrary, if something went wrong, there must be a monster, and Weng Xiaolin was not old enough to be foolish yet.
"Yes, just wait and see, this guy will let you understand."
Weng Xiaolin said calmly without further explanation.
"Really? I'm a little bit looking forward to it."
Dong Wenhui narrowed his eyes slightly. Judging from his body shape, this person should be a warrior who is good at footwork and attacking weak points, and their Hengchang Martial Arts School is least afraid of such an opponent.
The Diamond Cannon Fist is specially designed to restrain this type of warrior in the ring.
"Is this the person who replaced Zhou Ze?"
On the other side, Chu Jiaxuan and Ma Maocheng were hidden at the end of the crowd, frowning slightly as they looked at Zhao Xuanqi's figure on the stage.
"Judging from the body shape, he should be a warrior who is good at fighting? But on the stage, what kind of fighting method is needed to reverse such a huge body size gap?"
Chu Jiaxuan frowned and said, her eyes full of confusion.
However, she found that Ma Maocheng beside her did not answer her words, so she looked at her side strangely.
Ma Maocheng was seen staring at Zhao Xuanqi's figure on the stage, his brows furrowed.
"What's wrong?"
Chu Jiaxuan asked a little strangely.
"I always feel that this person's face seems familiar. Have I seen him somewhere before? But when I look closely, it doesn't seem like him."
Ma Maocheng frowned and said.
"Did you see it wrong?"
Chu Jiaxuan also frowned.
"Maybe. I'll check it out later. Maybe it's not in Tianhai, but in other provinces."
Ma Maocheng shook his head and looked away, but he kept the matter in his heart.
"Everyone is here, let's draw lots and officially start the competition."
Yan Songshan said, Weng Xiaolin and Dong Wenhui nodded and had no objections.
However, just as the lottery was about to begin, someone suddenly walked up to the three museum owners and whispered.
Suddenly, the expressions of the three hall owners changed slightly, and then they immediately stood up and walked towards the door of the ballroom.
Everyone looked confused, not knowing what was happening, and looked towards the door of the dance hall.
There was a lot of noise at the entrance of the dance hall. Soon after, three owners led the way and ushered several tall, blond and blue-eyed Caucasians in suits into the dance hall.
The leader was a middle-aged white man wearing a suit, well-groomed and with an extraordinary temperament.
"This is...Pete Hickman, the commercial director of the Geely Empire in Tianhai Mansion? Why does he appear here?"
Chu Jiaxuan seemed to recognize the identity of the white man leading the group, and frowned tightly.
"This is not a small person. All the business affairs of the Geely Empire in Tianhai Mansion are theoretically under his jurisdiction. Many of the industries involved are even related to the industries of the Giant Spirit Army. After all, behind the Giant Spirit Army, there is Geely
With the support of the empire, this person has a very high status in Tianhai Mansion. Even the governor of the manor has to be kind to him. Logically speaking, the three major martial arts schools should not be able to invite such a person."
Ma Maocheng also felt confused and said.
"Look at the person following him?"
Chu Jiaxuan looked at the person behind the middle-aged white man. This man was a young white man. He was extremely tall, nearly two meters tall. The suit on his body was so tight that it seemed to burst at any time, giving him an extremely strong impression.
sense of oppression.
"It seems that the person who came here is not good..."
Ma Maocheng also narrowed his eyes slightly.
Who here is not a shrewd person, how can he not see that the situation has changed?
Everyone started talking quietly, and the place was a little noisy for a while.
The three museum owners ushered middle-aged white men to take their seats, and other high-level dignitaries and celebrities also came over to pay their respects. The scene was a bit chaotic for a while.
"This is the way the world is in our country today. How pitiful it is for a mere foreigner to have such a style!"
Seeing this scene, Chu Jiaxuan felt a little cramped in her heart for some reason.
"Be careful what you say."
Ma Maocai interrupted Chu Jiaxuan's whisper. However, Chu Jiaxuan's words were exactly what he felt in his heart.
It's a pity that he won't say it out loud, he will only keep it silently in his heart and strive for the rise of China. He hopes that one day, the Chinese people will be able to stand upright in front of foreigners!
For this reason, he would not hesitate to break his body to pieces.
When the rainy night passes, the broken spark will eventually burn brightly again.
On the other side, after the ceremony was over, the guests returned to their seats. Everyone pricked up their ears and listened to the conversation between the three major hotel owners and Director Geely.
"It is truly an honor for us to have the director come here and shine brightly."
Yan Songshan said to the middle-aged white man.
"No, no, no, I came uninvited and was rude first. It's all because I really couldn't resist my nephew's request, so I came here without permission. Please don't blame me for causing any disturbance."
The middle-aged white man spoke Chinese very fluently and said to everyone with a smile.
The conversation of several people was not deliberately lowered, and the nearby guests could hear it clearly.
Then, the middle-aged white man waved to the iron-tower-like young white man behind him, and the young white man stepped forward and stood beside him. At this moment, even the lights in the venue seemed to be dimmed by this man's body.
It was covered by the shape and cast a large shadow.
This kind of physique...
All the guests couldn't help but secretly gasp.
White people are born with a strong physique, huge bones, and strong strength, but it is rare that they can reach this level of physique.
"Let me introduce to you, this is my nephew, Kesar, who is seventeen years old this year. I have no children, and I have always treated him as a son. Before that, he had been studying and living in the empire and was trained as a fighter. Now
He has reached the peak of being a trainee fighter. It was not until a week ago that he crossed the ocean and came to Tianhai Mansion to practice. He admires Chinese culture very much, especially the magical Chinese martial arts, which he has longed for."
"In addition to seeing the vast customs and features of China, his other purpose in coming to China this time is to see the essence of China's martial arts. Therefore, when he heard that you were holding a grand martial arts event in Tianhai Mansion here, he made a noise and wanted to come to exchange and learn.
I wonder if you can give him some advice? I would be very grateful."
The middle-aged white man said with a smile. Although the wording was very polite, in the ears of everyone, it made everyone's expressions change.
"Your Excellency, Director, this... I'm afraid it doesn't comply with our rules."
Yan Songshan tried his best to control his expression and speak in a calm voice. At the same time, his mind was racing with thoughts and he thought of many things.
The same is true for Weng Xiaolin and Dong Wenhui.
Peter will appear here for a very strange purpose. They should decisively reject this unreasonable request. After all, this is their territory and they have such rights!
"Is that so? That's right. My suggestion is indeed presumptuous. Since it doesn't comply with your rules, then forget it. I can just take him here to watch the battle."
Peter said with a smile, no look of annoyance on his face, it seemed like it was just a temporary idea.
However, at this moment, the tall Kesar suddenly sneered, his voice was like a bell, and said in less fluent Chinese: "Uncle, I understand now, what is Shenzhou and what is Shenzhou Martial Arts? It's nothing more than a group of people.
The weak live in a world of their own so-called rules and don't want to come out. Just like the Qian Dynasty a hundred years ago, they will only abide by their own rules and live in their own world. In the end, they will not be kicked away by our army.
Across the country?"
As soon as this statement came out, the whole crowd changed color.