Hearing what Sandman said, Li Jianhua sneered: "I'm just trying to learn from Comrade Nan Zheng's clever tricks."
He swayed and let out a dragon's roar and a snake's hiss, and his practice of the dragon and snake double forms became even more profound.
"Sandman, he's provoking you."
Several of Sandman's companions laughed.
"Hmph, I don't even pay attention to a mere warrior from the Chinese nation."
Sandman said disdainfully: "However, you must apologize to me and admit that I am right. The Chinese warriors are all trash, and that young strong man is even more trash among trash."
Li Jianhua was furious: "Looking for death."
Sandman insulted the Chinese martial arts community and Yang Yifei over and over again, and he finally couldn't bear it anymore.
"Longteng Nine Heavens."
There was a long roar, as if a big dragon rose into the sky, roaring with strong wind, and rushed towards Sandman.
Sandman smiled disdainfully.
Both of them practiced boxing, but Li Jianhua practiced internal boxing, and his strength improved quickly, while Sandman practiced external boxing, and relied on little by little practice to successfully advance to grandmaster and achieve his current status.
In places such as the Kingdom of the Holy Lion, the Kingdom of the Holy Elephant, and the Kingdom of Nanzheng, due to the backward economy, many people can only make a living by practicing martial arts and fighting in ring competitions, leaving many hidden wounds in their bodies. However, because they do not have enough money to recuperate their bodies, their bodies are often very poor.
It will collapse soon. The stronger you are, the faster it will collapse. If you are lucky, you can live to be in your fifties or sixties. If you are unlucky, you will start to suffer from hidden injuries at the age of forty. If you can barely hold on for a few years, you will die.
Sandman is in his forties, and being promoted to Grandmaster in such a harsh environment shows that he has good qualifications and good character.
This is also the reason why he looks down on warriors from other countries.
Not to mention that Li Jianhua is also a master, he is not afraid of even a strong person in the heavenly realm, and he might even take the initiative to provoke him.
His body shook, and the bandages wrapped around his body were broken into pieces, revealing the muscles underneath that looked like knives and axes.
call!
Before Li Jianhua's attack could arrive, Sandman kicked the ground fiercely and rushed out like a cannonball.
Bang bang!
The fists and kicks of the two people intersected, and each blow was like beating a drum, causing the earth to vibrate and rise and fall erratically.
Sandman's attacks were even sharper. Every punch and claw landed with strong winds. The wind from the fist fell on the tree, and the big tree that only four or five people could hug was severely damaged. The wind from the claws landed on the stone, and the hard
The stone was scratched with claw marks as deep as five or six centimeters. It can be said that it will die if you rub it or touch it. It makes people feel extremely shocked and horrified.
"I didn't expect that Sanders' strength would reach this level after I haven't seen him in several years."
"Cracking monuments and cracking rocks, he is invincible. Sanders's boxing skills have reached the point where he is extremely strong. Given time, he will definitely be promoted to the heavenly realm."
"Unexpectedly, a genius like Sanders would come out of the mere Southern Zhengguo."
Among the bystanders, there were different expressions.
The people who followed Sanders were naturally overjoyed. The stronger Sanders is, the safer they are.
People from other countries, on the other hand, had solemn expressions.
Sanders' performance shows that he is an incredible presence among the masters.
This is a formidable enemy.
They looked at each other with twinkling eyes.
Wen Wu is the first, Wu Wu is the second, the battle between the warriors has reached a fever pitch, not to mention that they are not from the same country, but they are running into this Asian Martial Arts Conference.
They all wanted to take the opportunity to kill Sandman.
Compared with Sandman, Li Jianhua's performance was quite satisfactory. Although he was a master, he was not outstanding.
After all, environment creates everything. Sandman lives in an environment where he needs to punch every day, and he will be beaten to death if he is not careful. He has a will honed in life and death, and his movements are filled with murderous intent, which compels people's hearts.
Li Jianhua lives in the stable country of China. Although he practices hard, he does not face the crisis of life and death all the time. There is a lack of determination in martial arts.
Comparing the two, with the same level of strength, Li Jianhua lost by three points.
'ah!"
Sandman roared, and the aura of a life-and-death struggle in the ring came out, and a murderous aura enveloped Li Jianhua.
Li Jianhua's spirit froze and he was half a beat slow.
boom!
Sandman punched Li Jianhua in the chest.
Li Jianhua's body was shaken, blood bleeded from the corner of his mouth, and he quickly retreated.
Sandmann was merciless and pressed forward step by step. His eyes were bloodshot and he looked like a madman. He looked like he would not give up until Li Jianhua was killed.
"Not good. Li Zong's spiritual will is suppressed and he is no match."
Li Jianhua's companions were secretly worried.
They all could see that in terms of strength, Li Jianhua was not inferior to Sandman, and was even slightly better. However, because of the different growth environment, Li Jianhua lacked a crazy spirit in his bones.
Just because of this gap, he might be defeated and die today.
"Kill him, beat him to death."
Sandman's accomplices shouted in excitement.
Boom boom!
With several loud noises, Sandman directly hit several huge rocks with his fists. The gravel flew up, fell on the tree, and even penetrated deeply.
"My life is at an end."
Li Jianhua lamented, and just when he was about to fight, Sandman suddenly stopped his hand, backed away suddenly, and shouted: "Who?"
A young man came over slowly: "Who gave you the courage to hurt our Chinese warriors?"
"Yang Zong!"
Li Jianhua and others cheered.
Sandman's pupils shrank: "Are you the young strong man? Huh, I can't see it that way."
Yang Yifei said calmly: "Who gave you the courage to answer my question?"
Sandman snorted coldly: "There is no reason, just bully me if you want to."
Yang Yifei said lightly: "No reason?"
Sandman said loudly: "Yes, there is no reason. Isn't it right for the strong to bully the weak? The Chinese warriors are the weakest and deserve to be bullied."
Yang Yifei nodded: "I understand. This sect is stronger than you, so I should bully you."
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Sandman laughed: "Better than us? Just you?"
He was very disdainful.
"You Chinese people are the best at bragging. Are you bragging about your record? You brag until you believe it."
Snapped!
A crisp slap sounded.
Sandman covered half of his cheek and looked at Yang Yifei in disbelief: "You dare to hit me? You actually dare to hit me?"
He roared angrily, and his body suddenly expanded, like a little giant, rushing towards Yang Yifei.
"If you dare to hit me, you will die."
he roared.
Yang Yifei raised his hand and waved lightly.
Snapped!
Another crisp slap in the face.
Sandman's transformed little giant flew out and hit a tree hard. The tree, which could only be hugged by three or four people, suddenly broke.
Click...
The upper half of the tree fell, making a series of sounds.
Warriors from all over the world were stunned.
Sandman is a martial arts master, a powerful martial arts master, a martial arts master who can tear apart tigers and leopards, and break a big stone with one punch.
In the hands of this young man, he couldn't even block a slap, and he was beaten like a grandson.
No, even if you beat your grandson, it shouldn't be that simple.
Is he still human?
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