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Geng Ziyu said coldly: "Stop talking nonsense, this is our China, and this is not a place where you can run wild."

Thuram chuckled: "In this case, let's see the truth under our fists, but we must set some rules before the challenge. If you lose, you must apologize to my friends."

At this time, Kanu in the audience shouted: "Thuram, let me add, you must kneel down and apologize."

He has been in China for a while and knows that kneeling is the most important thing for Chinese people.

Thuram said: "Did you hear that? My boss said that I must kneel down and apologize."

Geng Ziyu said: "No problem, no matter what path you draw, we will accept it all. The premise is that if you lose, you must kneel down and apologize like us Chinese people."

As if he heard something ridiculous, Thuram shook his head and said: "This is impossible, how could we lose."

Geng Ziyu said: "Tell me, how many rounds are you planning to decide the outcome?"

Thuram said: "There is no need to go to such trouble. Today we are going to beat you Chinese people until you are convinced. As long as one of you is dissatisfied, the game can continue."

When he was a black boxer, he was a very strong player, so naturally he didn't take the students in front of him seriously.

Geng Ziyu said with a cold expression: "Okay, let's fight until we are convinced today."

Thuram said: "Okay, my time is precious, who of you will come first?"

"Director, hand this guy over to me."

While he was talking, another young man jumped onto the ring with a light figure. He was Ma Tiansheng, the deputy director of the martial arts gym.

Geng Ziyu said: "Well, be careful."

"Don't worry, curator, martial arts is not easy to use just because it grows big."

Although Ma Tiansheng is not tall, only about 1.75 meters tall, and does not look strong, he is proud of himself.

He has a family tradition of Tai Chi, and he once won third place in the National Youth Tai Chi competition. He is also good at fighting, so he became the deputy director of the martial arts gym.

He cupped his hands towards Thuram and then made a Tai Chi gesture: "Come on!"

Kanu burst into laughter in the audience: "You Chinese people are really funny. You even use the old man and old lady's boxing skills to compete. This is simply a joke."

"What do you know? This is our Chinese Tai Chi."

While talking, Han Shuai came over and put his arm around Ye Bufan's shoulders, "Xiaofan, you're here."

Originally, he was a little unsure about today's game, but when he saw Ye Bufan, he was reassured that no matter how powerful the opponent was, he could not be his brother's opponent.

Kanu shook his head: "Tai Chi, I think this is a joke among you Chinese people. With such a slow boxing technique, I'm afraid I won't be able to win against a turtle."

Cao Xiaowan then said: "Yes, Tai Chi has relied on deceit and deception in recent years, and has made too many jokes."

Ye Bufan said: "That's because you haven't met a real master."

Kanu said: "Are there any masters in China? Why haven't you seen your real masters win the world fighting championship in so many years?"

Cao Xiaowan said: "Yes, everything must be done by strength. What's the use of just relying on words! Since there are masters, why not come out to compete? Why not win the world championship?"

Ye Bufan said calmly: "In the eyes of real masters, you guys are just children's games. Don't you think it's embarrassing for an adult to play a game with a group of children?"

This is something he only understood after receiving the inheritance. If a martial arts master goes to participate in a world fighting competition, he will definitely be laughed out of his peers. Even if he wins, it will be extremely embarrassing.

Kanu said disdainfully: "You bragging Chinese, I want to learn your Tai Chi later to see who is the child."

Han Shuai said: "You don't need Xiaofan to take action, I will beat you until you have teeth all over the floor."

Since his cultivation reached the yellow level, he is now extremely confident and feels that he will definitely be able to defeat this old black man in front of him.

However, Geng Ziyu did not know this and did not agree to his request to come to power.

Seeing that the two people were getting more and more angry as they talked, Ye Bufan said: "Okay, let's watch this game first."

At this time, the two people on the stage had already exchanged hands. Ma Tiansheng used Tai Chi, and his movements looked light and flexible, very beautiful.

But Ye Bufan shook his head. Although Tai Chi is an excellent boxing technique, it cannot exert even one percent of its power in the hands of these people.

With the development of Chinese martial arts to this day, although Tai Chi has been widely spread, most people have only learned an empty shell and have not learned its inner meaning at all. This is why today's Tai Chi can only be used for fitness and cannot hurt the enemy.

Although Ma Tiansheng is a little better than ordinary people, it only makes Tai Chi close to fighting skills, and it is still of no use.

As the saying goes, an expert can tell the outcome of the fight as soon as he makes a move. With just one glance, Ye Bufan already knew the outcome of this fight.

Another point is that although Ma Tiansheng has practiced Tai Chi for so many years, he has always practiced with others and has no experience in life-or-death combat.

Thuram, on the other hand, is a boxer who uses black boxing. Every level is a fatal move, making a decisive decision.

At this time, he was like a leopard waiting for an opportunity to devour someone. Although he was always on the defensive, he was not at a disadvantage.

Ma Tiansheng obviously didn't realize this. The more he fought, the more excited he became, and he suddenly punched Thuram in the chest.

If it were an ordinary person, he would definitely be beaten back again and again, but Thuram was strong and strong. He only paused slightly backwards and raised his hand to grab his wrist.

Ma Tiansheng was taken aback. He didn't have much actual combat experience. He panicked and quickly tried to withdraw his fist, but it was too late. He only heard a click and his right arm had been completely broken.

"ah!"

Ma Tiansheng let out a heart-rending scream, stepped back seven or eight steps, fell to the ground with a thud, and started wailing while holding his broken arm.

The students watching around were also shocked. Although the games they watched in the past were lively, they did not cause serious injuries. This was the first time they saw such cruel tactics.

"What are you doing? It's just a martial arts competition. Why are you so vicious?"

"You actually broke someone's arm. Do you know this is hurt?"

For a moment, Thuram was outraged, and the students watching in the audience were all shouting and condemning him.

Kanu chuckled and said with disdain: "You Chinese people are really ridiculous. You showed mercy to Thuram by not killing him in this competition. How dare you blame him?"

Cao Xiaowan immediately cooperated and said: "You're right. Chinese men are really useless. How can you blame others if you don't have the ability? You deserve it if you break your arm. If you're afraid of getting hurt, just bow your head and admit defeat."

Han Shuai glared at her and said angrily: "What did you say? Are you still Chinese?"

It's okay for Kanu to talk. After all, the two sides are enemies on opposite sides. Cao Xiaowan is also a purebred Chinese. He doesn't understand why he would speak for the other party.

"What's good about Chinese people, I won't be the same soon." Cao Xiaowan said, "In a few days, I will be the princess of Africa, and you can't afford to fawn over me."


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