Before Myanmar and Thailand could respond, Galip, the oil tycoon from Libya, stood up and said dissatisfied, "Mr. Takahashi from Toyo, do you, Toyo, want to take over the whole show? Everyone wants to experience it.
The Muay Thai culture of Myanmar and Thailand, you guys from the East have just sent out people, now it’s time for us to experience it too!”
"Yes, Mr. Takahashi, if you want to experience it, you'd better wait for the next round!" Okri from Nigeria also said.
"Mr. Galip and Mr. Okri are both right. You guys in the East can't be too domineering and bring shame to our East Korea."
At this time, the spokesperson of East Korea began to take the opportunity to speak again.
"Okay, then I'll wait for the next round and leave the opportunity to you."
Meiji Takahashi nodded, picked up the KOed Zuo Muteng, and jumped down from the ring.
"Tori, he was once our Libyan boxing champion, let him try Muay Thai culture!"
Behind Galip, a tall and powerful Western man with a tall nose, blue eyes, full of murderous intent and an arrogant expression walked out.
He stepped onto the ring with steps like a bulldozer.
"Sir, Mrs. Jeanson."
At this time, the diplomats from Myanmar and Thailand came to Adulan's side and asked in a low voice.
"Yeah, that's right."
Adulan nodded, she knew that Sentanao was a Muay Thai master in the Royal Guard, with explosive fighting prowess, and was also Shadu's master.
Sentai’s identity here is that of the personal bodyguard of the Foreign Minister of Myanmar and Thailand.
"Master, come on!"
Shadu, who was already weak, clenched his fists to encourage his master when he walked by.
Senta didn't say anything, just nodded at him, and then jumped onto the ring easily.
"Myanmar Muay Thai Sentai."
Sentai faced the Libyan boxing master, Tori, and said politely with his fists clasped, but his tone was full of the arrogance of a warrior, and he did not feel inferior because the opponent was taller, more powerful, and stronger than him.
In the world of warriors, relying on strength to hold up the sky is not a good warrior, or it cannot be called a warrior. A true warrior is about explosive power, timing, depth of internal strength, and rich battles.
experience.
Tori clapped his fists, then took off his coat, wearing a white vest underneath. He took off the vest again, revealing a body of strong and powerful muscles, giving people a feeling of explosive power.
Senta also took off his coat, wearing only a close-fitting short-sleeved shirt. He jumped on the spot and moved his neck.
"Xiaobai, what do you think this time?"
Adulan then looked at Ye Xiaobai and asked with a smile.
"The two of them? In this case, Senta should be able to win, because Senta will be faster and flexible. Boxers, even if they enter the category of warriors, due to habitual reasons, they will fight freely.
At that time, there were only footwork and no legwork. In such a ring, there were no rules and restrictions, so boxing would suffer a lot. Of course, if you fight according to the rules of boxing, your Senta will lose, because the rules of boxing are almost
It circumvents all the characteristics of Muay Thai and makes it impossible to fight."
Ye Xiaobai touched his nose and judged like an expert.
"Hey, it's us Muay Thai who won again, so we're a little embarrassed!"
Adulan spit out his pink tongue and said.
"Hey, congratulations!"
Ye Xiaobai laughed mischievously, and couldn't help but glance around Adulan's chest. He really couldn't get enough of it!
The ensuing battle was just like what Ye Xiaobai said. Sentai relied on his flexible body and footwork and the ferocity of Muay Thai close combat. In less than three minutes, he had Tori lying on the ground.
His face was bruised and purple.
"Sorry, I have to accept it."
Morita said calmly and thought to himself, what a bullshit Libyan boxing champion, this is nothing more than that!
"Fake!"
Tori shook his head and got off the ring with the help of people from Libya.
Next, Nigeria also sent an expert to ask for advice. Because Sentai was in good condition, Myanmar and Thailand did not make any substitutions. They just asked Sentai to drink two bottles of Red Bull, take a short rest, and then continue.
Fight against.
The master from Nigeria was a free fighting athlete. Although he was very flexible, under the fierceness of Muay Thai, he finally knelt in front of Sentai.
"Yeah yeah yeah, I won again."
Princess Adullan was beaming with joy.
"Hey, now you are the only one in Saudi Arabia who has not taken action. You are not a master!"
At this time, the spokesperson from East Korea said something at the right time, directly targeting the delegation of Emil Frank.
"hehe……"
Emil Frank sneered and said, "When did I say that there are no masters anymore? Otherwise, you East Korea should send someone out first to let our masters from Saudi Arabia see how your world-class martial arts is?"
"You know what the heck, let's go up and win Muay Thai first."
The spokesperson of East Korea said with a disdainful tone.
"Jamie, come on! Don't embarrass us."
Emil Frank then said to the security personnel around him, Jamie, that this time, his delegation actually brought one security personnel, and the others were civilian personnel.
The reason why I only bring one is because Jamie is a great Saint of Yis, with extremely high martial arts skills.
"Prince, please don't worry, I will let him know how scumbag he is in front of me." Jamie said confidently.
"Haha, you are so brazen. You look as skinny as a monkey, and you were tortured to death. You Saudi Arabia really doesn't have many talents."
The spokesperson from East Korea started mocking again.
"Haha, what are you looking at? Actually, when I say scum, I mean everyone here." Jamie sneered.
As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was in an uproar. Is this Jamie the second An Qi?
"Hey, hey, hey, what are you bragging about? It makes you look like the best in the world. Don't lose in a moment. It's just like the people in East Korea. It's a handicap."
Zhongtani Motoshi couldn't help but said.
"Go! Don't talk nonsense with them, use your strength to shut them up."
The prince waved his hand.
"yes!"
Jamie's body swayed, and everyone's eyes were dazzled. Jamie had landed on the stage.
And with such a hand exposed, the originally noisy voice actually became quiet. That Jamie is so fast!
How did he do it?
It’s a bit of a superhuman sense of sight!
"Mr. Senta, I'm going to fight you two times in a row, let's switch to someone else!" Jamie stood on the ring so casually.
"Phew! Although I have spent a certain amount of energy, Mr. Jamie's martial arts skills are unparalleled, so I still want to challenge him."
Senta shook his head and couldn't stand to leave the ring.
"Xiaobai, this time, our Muay Thai boxing must win! Hehe, I can see it without you saying it."
Adulan said happily.
Once Jamie is defeated, no matter what happens in the second or third round, at least Myanmar and Thailand’s Muay Thai will live up to its reputation, crushing the opponent and bringing glory to the country.
"Well, this time, I'm afraid you will be disappointed, princess."
Ye Xiaobai's face twitched slightly, but he knew that Jamie's words just now did not contain much bragging.
Because, among the warriors brought by the envoys from the five countries, Jamie is the only one who is an extraordinary master, and the others will be extremely mid-term masters if they can survive.
If it weren't for Ye Xiaobai, then Jamie would undoubtedly be the one who dominated everything in this place.
"What? Is Master Morita going to lose?"
Adulanda frowned slightly.
"Of course, and most of them will be killed instantly."
Ye Xiaobai smiled and nodded.
"I don't believe it!"
Adulan shook his head, "Even if he loses, he won't be killed instantly."
"Then let's wait and see!"
Ye Xiaobai shrugged his shoulders.
…
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"Okay, if you insist, Mr. Morita! Then, please!"
Jamie was still standing so casually.
"You are a guest, you go first."
Senta still has a certain demeanor of a host.
"No, if I take action, you won't even have a chance to take action."
However, Jamie shook his head slightly and refused to take action first.
"Okay, if that's the case, then I'm welcome."
Sentai immediately rushed towards Jamie.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the boxing ring.
Emil Frank was also very nervous. Although he had full confidence in Jamie, he was worried about losing before the result came out. In that case, there would be no chance to fix the Chinese boy named Ye!
As Senta quickly approached, Jamie just stretched out a hand lazily. This hand was very slow, but the next moment, the whole place was shocked.
Just like that, a slow hand stretched out, but it flew Senta out of the ring and fell heavily to the ground, making him unconscious.
One move!
sky!
Defeated the Muay Thai master Senta with one move? No, to be precise, he was knocked away.
This Jamie is so terrifying!
Even the arrogant people in East Korea have kept their mouths shut. No matter how stupid they are, they know that Jamie is an unparalleled master.
"Now, why are you silent? Didn't you just question that we don't have experts in Saudi Arabia?"
Emil Frank then glanced around the crowd triumphantly, with a chic smile on his lips.
"Her Royal Highness Princess Adulan, your Morita is really too weak. Can you send a decent Muay Thai master to come up and give me some advice?"
Jamie slapped Sentai away with a slap, and there was nothing to be proud of, because it was just natural and not worthy of pride. What he needed was a higher-level master from the Burmese and Thai royal family to confirm his martial arts cultivation in the holy religion.
The corners of Adulan's mouth twitched slightly, and he recovered from the shock just now, and then said, "Mr. Jamie, wait a moment, let me ask if there is another suitable candidate."