At first, Uncle Yang vowed that there was still a chance, and a glimmer of hope ignited in his heart.
Ants are still greedy for life, so who is willing to die?
But he didn't expect that the person Uncle Yang bowed down to bow to was actually Li Wenchan.
If Li Wenchan had a chance to save them, he would not believe it no matter what.
In his eyes, Li Wenchan didn't have the aura of a master at all.
Among the masters present, none of them are powerful and have extraordinary momentum. You can tell at a glance that they are not ordinary people.
As for Li Wenchan, he has white hair like snow and handsome appearance. He is indeed a first-class handsome guy, but apart from these, there is nothing else.
"Oh? Ask this boy for help. Is this boy the military god of China, Xiao Tianhao?"
The great Malay wizard sneered.
Military God Xiao Tianhao is also a famous figure in Southeast Asia. He once broke into Southeast Asia alone, was not afraid of artillery fire, and conquered a country with one man.
He is the youngest martial arts genius in China, with outstanding talent. When he first became famous all over the world, he was already at the second level. With his qualifications, he might have reached the threshold of the first level now.
If Xiao Tianhao was here, he would indeed be a threat to them.
"I have met Xiao Tianhao, and he is not like that at all. Xiao Tianhao is also a man who swallows mountains and rivers with anger, and his momentum is overwhelming. How can he compare?"
Some Southeast Asian masters shook their heads.
In his eyes, Li Wenchan and Xiao Tianhao were like a firefly and a bright moon, they were incomparable.
They looked down upon Li Wenchan, but when did Li Wenchan ever see them in his eyes?
"I did promise you that I would protect her, but she is the only one. If I include the two of you, I will have to add two hundred-year-old medicine kings."
In this way, in front of many masters, Li Wenchan actually started talking about business.
"Boy, I think you should take care of yourself."
Gang leader Ning snorted coldly, looking rather disdainful.
"Gang leader, this is the last hope, please believe me just once!" Uncle Yang begged.
"You...sigh." Although the old gang leader Ning felt that Uncle Yang was a bit unreasonable, the matter was at this point and it was useless to say more.
For so many years, Uncle Yang has worked hard in the Qinggang without any merit. Since this is Uncle Yang's last prayer, let him do whatever he wants.
"That's all, it's up to you. You're going to die anyway, so just agree to it."
Gang leader Ning waved his hands, not giving up hope at all.
Even Ning Huaying beside him shook his head and smiled bitterly.
She admired Li Wenchan's courage. At this point, he still dared to say such things. At least in this regard, he was much stronger than Zheng Hua.
"It's a pity that you don't have enough strength to support your courage. In this world, fists are king after all."
Ning Huaying sighed.
How could Li Wenzhan know what she was thinking? Now he just wanted to take advantage of this moment to get more of the century-old medicine king.
"Ape King Willow Sarutobi, right? If you want to survive, I will protect you from death with a hundred-year-old medicine king!"
Li Wenchan looked at the remaining Chinese master Liu Yuanfei again.
"Junior, you really made me laugh. I don't know if you are really confident or if you just want to make a joke before you die."
Liu Yuanfei shook his head and laughed, "I don't have a century-old medicine king. I am a lone ranger. I have always fought alone and specialized in martial arts. Unlike other masters, I have a big family and a big business."
In this world, there are very few pure martial arts practitioners anymore.
Grandmasters like these present have either formed huge forces or hold high positions.
But he is different from these masters.
In his heart, there was only martial arts, so he refused to be attracted by many forces and stayed alone in the mountains for many years, accompanied by countless apes.
He was among the apes, observing their every move day and night, and finally understood the true meaning of martial arts and became a master, so he was called the King of the Apes.
"There is no century-old medicine king? Then change the conditions and serve me for three years."
"If you can really use your own efforts to turn the tide, what's the harm in not just three years, but thirty years?"
Liu Sarutobi shook his head.
The implication is that it is impossible for Li Wenchan to do it.
Li Wenchan didn't care about his tone and nodded: "Then it's settled."
After saying that, he looked at the many masters in Southeast Asia.
When facing these masters, he was not so polite.
"I only give you one chance. Kneel down and beg for mercy. Each of you will offer three hundred-year-old medicine kings, and I will spare your life!"
A hundred-year-old medicine king can be regarded as his preferential treatment to the Chinese compatriots.
And these foreigners do not deserve such preferential treatment.
"Boy, I have heard enough of your big words. If you dare to insult me, I will break your bones bit by bit and make your life worse than death."
A Southeast Asian master couldn't stand it any longer, roared loudly, and attacked like lightning.
"This ignorant thing is dead now." Zheng Hua sneered, as if he had already seen the scene of Li Wenchan's tragic death.
Just thinking about that scene made him feel better.
The tragic deaths of those special forces soldiers before made him hold his breath.
"Lao Yang, the kid you rely on is going to die soon, but don't be sad. I know you have good intentions and want to bring us some hope and don't want us to be pessimistic..."
The old gang leader Ning comforted Uncle Yang at this time.
He was worried that Uncle Yang would collapse after seeing Li Wenchan beaten to death and his hopes dashed.
But halfway through what he said, he couldn't continue.
Faced with this aggressive Southeast Asian master, Li Wenchan just punched casually.
His fists are far less domineering than Shen Yizhou's before, but instead give people a delicate feeling.
Like a scholar, punching lightly.
This punch was simple and unsophisticated, with no trace of martial arts or even the slightest hint of power.
In the eyes of everyone, even if you pull a random person from the street, the punch they punch will be more powerful than that of him.
However, the results presented made everyone's hearts suffocate.
There is still a distance between the fists!
But the Southeast Asian master's whole body exploded with a "bang" and turned into powder.
With one punch from the air, a grandmaster was beaten to pieces!
"Holy shit!"
Gang leader Ning blurted it out directly, turning it into a beautiful national curse.
There are thousands of words, but none of them are as direct as these two words!
His heart was so shocked that it felt like a primitive man seeing fire for the first time.
That kind of shock, confusion, puzzlement, astonishment...
At this time, the old gang leader Ning just felt like he was in a dream.
Previously, Shen Yizhou instantly killed two grandmasters and beat them to death, shocking the entire audience.
And now, Li Wenchan also punched a grandmaster to death, leaving his body intact.
The power of this punch is no less powerful than that of Shen Yizhou, and may even be a little stronger.
"Quasi first-grade, this is definitely the strength of quasi-first grade!"
"Except for Xiao Tianhao, how could there be such a young and powerful person in the Hua Kingdom? Could it be that he is Xiao Tianhao in disguise?"
Incredible thoughts popped up in everyone's minds.