When all the Chinese soldiers in the audience heard what Magneto said, they were all extremely angry. They clenched their fists tightly, wishing to tear the burly guy on the battlefield into pieces.
However, everyone dared to be angry and speechless. After all, it was Su Feihu who gave up and surrendered, and he should take care of the loss first.
Even Tang Feng surprisingly did not come forward this time.
Su Feihu's face was ashen. Originally, he just thought that since he was defeated, there was no need to play again. He never expected this situation.
When Tang Feng saw this, he patted his shoulder and said, "It doesn't matter. Let him be arrogant for now. I will settle your account for you."
Su Feihu nodded heavily: "The next step is all up to you."
Tang Feng shook his head, pointed at Sima Fei and said, "You don't have to rely entirely on me. Don't forget that there is this cowherd boy."
After hearing this, Sima Fei only glanced at Tang Feng briefly, then turned his head and continued to squint at the foxtail grass in his mouth, his expression still as lazy as ever, as if he was indifferent to everything.
The White Elephant King said: "I just remembered that Sima Fei seemed to have had a bye in the last round, so he hasn't played in this round yet?"
The Golden Lion King said: "Not yet, but it should be soon."
Just as he finished speaking, the referee on the third stage suddenly announced: "Now I invite Sima Fei from China and LeBron from Europe to take the stage."
"It's finally his turn, let's see what kind of strength this kid has!" King Baixiang said.
When Sima Fei heard this, he didn't look at Tang Feng and the others. He still had the dog's tail grass in the corner of his mouth, his eyes were still squinting, and he walked onto the No. 3 fighting platform in a swagger.
LeBron from Europe has already stepped onto the stage first. He has blue eyes, white fur all over, and is a typical Westerner.
"I heard that you were herding sheep in the northwestern border of China?" LeBron suddenly looked up and stared straight at Sima Fei with a pair of blue eyes, filled with undisguised contempt.
Sima Fei was still lazy and just nodded: "Yes."
LeBron suddenly raised his head, laughed wildly and said: "It's really a big joke. Could it be that you, China, don't have anyone anymore, so you would let a guy like you, a sheep herder, compete?"
Sima Fei's expression remained unmoved, and he simply said calmly: "Are you going to compete or not?"
LeBron's face suddenly darkened, and he hummed in a deep voice: "Since you are from China, I won't be polite. You dragons assassinated our prince half a year ago, so now I'll take action on you first."
As he spoke, his fists suddenly clenched, and with a flick of his feet, the man rushed out like a cannonball.
Sima Fei looked at him coldly, tilted his head slightly, and immediately dodged away.
LeBron's punch was empty, and his right knee immediately hit him hard.
Sima Fei gently slapped his knee with his right hand, and following the opponent's huge momentum, he retreated three steps away easily and skillfully.
"Your evasion skills are not weak, but I want to see how long you can evade!" LeBron shouted angrily, and immediately accelerated his attack, and the punches suddenly came like a storm.
Sima Fei moved up and down, constantly dodging. During the whole process, he still had grass in his mouth and his expression was still lazy.
LeBron's offense became faster and faster. In the end, almost no one in the audience could see his movements clearly. They could only feel a big man roaring and attacking like a beast.
In just a few breaths, LeBron has already attacked hundreds of moves!
After a hundred moves, he had stopped. He was panting and dripping with cold sweat. He was obviously very tired. But even so, let alone seriously injuring his opponent, he had never even touched the corner of Sima Fei's clothes.
On the other hand, Sima Fei still looked relaxed and lazy, with a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth.
"Why did you stop?" Sima Fei asked, with a hint of joking finally appearing on his face.
LeBron gasped and gritted his teeth: "Damn it, I'm afraid your kid is not a sheep herder, but a monkey!"
Sima Fei suddenly sneered: "Since you don't attack, it will be my turn."
As soon as he finished speaking, the person had already rushed out. With a whoosh, everyone in the audience felt a black shadow flash past, and the next moment it was in front of LeBron.
By the time everyone saw his figure clearly, Sima Fei's fist had already hit the opponent's chin. With a bang, LeBron fell down.
"I will punch you as many times as you punched me just now!" Sima Fei shouted coldly, but kept moving his hands.
In an instant, a series of banging sounds could be heard. Sima Fei's attack was so fast, hard and fierce that everyone in the audience was dazzled.
However, everyone is certain of one thing, and that is that Sima Fei's fists, even though they were fast and hard, hit LeBron's ribs accurately with every punch.
I don't know how long it took, but Sima Fei suddenly stopped his hand and stood still.
As soon as he stood up, LeBron suddenly fell to the ground. When he fell to the ground, he kept vomiting blood from his mouth, twitched his whole body several times, and immediately passed out.
Everyone in the audience was shocked when they saw this scene. Even the referee was stunned. After a while, he calmed down and then raised his fingers and started counting.
Sima Fei gave a rare smile and said, "No need to count. Even if you count from one to a hundred, he won't be able to get up!"
The referee looked at Sima Fei and said in a trembling voice: "Did you beat him to death?"
Sima Fei shook his head and said: "Don't worry, he's not dead. I just broke forty-nine of his ribs. I think he will never be able to stand and walk in this life."
After saying this, he turned around and left.
There was an uproar in the audience. When several European team members saw this, they couldn't help roaring: "It's really unreasonable. This sheepherder deserves to die. He actually ruined LeBron. He must be killed. Not only him, but also that kid."
Dragon Thorn and all the other Chinese soldiers will die!"
Originally, Sima Fei was about to step down. When he heard this, he suddenly stopped. He first glanced around the entire audience, and then fixed his gaze on the European people.
He said word by word: "Originally I didn't want to say it, but while everyone is here, I will say a few more words. Half a year ago, let alone the dragon assassinated your prince, if it were me, I would have done the same and humiliated him.
I, a Chinese woman, die!"
After saying that, he opened his mouth and spat out the dog tail on LeBron, and then jumped off the stage.
When Blood Thirteen in the audience saw this, he twisted his fist and couldn't help but rush forward.
Seeing this, the two team members beside him hurriedly grabbed him and advised him: "Master Xue, please calm down for now. If you go up now, you can certainly kill that kid, but this will break the rules and destroy him."
The dragon-killing and stabbing plan may come to naught."
Bloody Thirteen thought for a while, and then he restrained himself, with a pair of eyes filled with overwhelming murderous intent: "This person must die, and there is a Chinese Dragon Thorn. I swear that his head will fall to the ground!"
