"You Chinese martial arts are rubbish! If you are rubbish like this, don't come here to serve food. It's not enough for me to step on!"
"The world's martial arts originated from our Dahan. You secretly learned our Han's martial arts, and you still want to defeat me. You are overestimating your own abilities!"
After winning, the stickman didn't get down immediately. Instead, he pointed his middle finger down and began to ridicule.
That disdainful and arrogant expression made him look like he deserved a beating.
"Fuck, what the hell did you say?"
"If you keep talking nonsense, I'll kill you!"
"Damn, you're so arrogant and irritating. I really want to kill those guys!"
The people below were so excited that if the police hadn't stopped them, they would have all rushed forward.
The policemen were also a little angry and wanted to pull out their guns and shoot this arrogant stick.
It's just that these stick guys are protected by people from the embassy. No matter how aggrieved they are, they can only endure it.
I can't afford it!
"Huh, what, you're not convinced? If you're not convinced, come up and fight me openly. What's the point of shouting louder than your voice from below?"
But Bangzi didn't care at all about the anger of the crowd below, and continued to provoke, "I, Han Dongji, am waiting for you to challenge me here. If you have the guts, come up. I will accept anyone's challenge!"
"Why, you are a vast country with vast territory and abundant resources, but you don't even have a single person who dares to stand on the stage? You are a coward!"
Bangzi's words aroused public outrage.
The compatriots below were so angry that they were almost going crazy and wanted to kill the stick directly. But what was frustrating was that they were really no match for the stick, so they could only endure it.
A stick from a small place is actually showing off his power in China. The funny thing is that they can't get angry. It's such an uncomfortable feeling.
"This Bangzi is so arrogant. I'll go meet him." Wang Fan's eyes flashed with a cold light, and his anger was also successfully aroused by Bangzi.
"Wait a minute, are you okay? Do you want me to show you his battle videos? I have recorded all the recent battles."
Xie Huan grabbed Wang Fan and said, "Only when you know yourself and your enemy can you win a hundred battles. Although this stick is arrogant, he is indeed very powerful. Otherwise, he would not have been able to fight all the way."
"Watch the video?" Wang Fan waved his hand disdainfully, "Do you need to watch the video to deal with a stick like this? Just punch him and knock him down. Just wait, I'll come as soon as I can."
"Punch him down and knock him down? I mean, brother, who doesn't know how to brag? Just don't embarrass yourself here, okay?"
"That's right, you didn't punch them down, they beat you down. Don't you still think our people have been humiliated enough?"
"Damn it, what bothers me the most is you bastards who pretend to compete in order to pick up girls. You can pick up girls, pretend to compete, and be a hero, but can you stop trying to be a hero here? It's a trivial matter for you to be stepped on. It's an embarrassment to us.
Your face is a big deal."
The few people around who were blushing and thick-necked with anger immediately pointed their fingers at Wang Fan after hearing Wang Fan's words.
They all looked at Wang Fan with angry faces. Not only did they not support Wang Fan, but they even spoke harshly to him.
When they saw Wang Fan's appearance and physique, they didn't have much momentum, and they didn't believe that Wang Fan could defeat the stick.
Wang Fan frowned, but ignored these. There were too many such people, so he didn't need to care.
He was about to go up to fight, but suddenly with a burst of noise, a road suddenly parted in the crowd, and a very imposing young man walked in.
"Wow, it's Senior Brother Dai."
"Brother Dai is back, it seems that the stick is going to be in trouble!"
"Of course, Brother Dai won the runner-up in the National College Youth Wushu Competition three years ago. After these three years of hard work, he will definitely become even more powerful."
"We can finally feel proud."
The compatriots looked at the visitor and became excited again. They seemed to have seen the scene of being beaten with a stick and begging for mercy.
When the young man known as Brother Dai heard the noise from everyone, his eyes flashed with pride. He waved to everyone and strode towards the ring.
As he approached the ring, he jumped up and flipped up gracefully, without even using his hands to support him.
It was a stage of about 1.5 meters. There was no run-up. I just jumped on the spot and jumped up. Just this move alone brought me countless cheers.
Wang Fan looked at this scene and couldn't help but shook his head.
This Brother Dai was too exaggerated, and his strength was not at the same level as that stick. He didn't think highly of this person. But since someone was on stage, he was not in a hurry to get on.
"Brother Dai, come on, Brother Dai, come on."
"Down with the stick, down with the stick!"
The people below started yelling again.
Brother Dai was affected by the atmosphere of the audience and felt a little elated for a moment.
In front of the stick, he first moved his tibia to show off his strong muscles, and then he gestured with his middle finger and said,
"Bangzi, your arrogance has come to an end. Today, I will let you know what Chinese martial arts is. Come on, let's make a move."
When Wang Fan heard what Senior Brother Dai said, he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
At this time, why are you trying to show off? If you want to fight, just fight and cut through the mess quickly.
It wouldn't matter if this Senior Brother Dai's strength was countless times higher than that of Bangzi. Just pretend to be a comparison, that's fine. But the problem is that Senior Brother Dai is obviously not as good as others.
In this case, if you pretend to be better and let others take action first, isn't this looking for death?
Sure enough, Bangzi was furious when he heard what Senior Brother Dai said, and his face immediately turned cold, "Trash, I only need one kick to deal with you."
After Bangzi finished speaking, he didn't even give Senior Brother Dai a chance to reply and pounced on him quickly.
His leg skills were very powerful. Before he could reach Brother Dai, his right leg had already kicked up. In an instant, he kicked out several kicks and went straight to Brother Dai's chest.
The people below looked at this scene and were in an uproar again.
They didn't expect that the cock would have no foreplay at all, and it would reach climax so quickly at the beginning.
Brother Dai's expression also changed wildly.
However, he didn't panic much. While retreating, he used both fists to hit the stick's legs hard.
Bang bang bang bang!
With a series of sounds, clicks, and just a few blows, Senior Brother Dai's arm was kicked off, and he was hit in the chest with a stick.
This time, Bangzi didn't kick Brother Dai off the ring, but kicked him flying.
When Brother Dai's body hit the ground, the stick's leg pressed down hard and kicked Brother Dai in the chest.
Click.
The crisp sound of bone cracking could be clearly heard in the audience. Senior Brother Dai was kicked so hard that he spat out several mouthfuls of blood and fell to the stage with a bang.
He couldn't help but scream, his face dull.
Strong, really too strong.
He never expected that he would be defeated so quickly and in such an embarrassing manner.
Just when he was about to struggle to get up, the stick moved forward again and stepped on his face.
"You bastard, trash! Calling you trash is just to flatter you. You are not even as good as trash! That trash could last for one minute just now. You trash can't even last five seconds. A trash like you can't even hold on for five seconds."