Chapter 1294

But he didn't want these two moves to make him defenseless, the boxer swung another punch and hit him on the side of the head.

Then he kicked Fang Cuntou hard in the stomach.

Kick people directly to the ground.

The audience is silent!

No one expected that Fang Weitou would lose in just one round.

On the edge of the stage, all the boxers from country A looked disdainful.

"Hey, even at this level, you dare to come up to the challenge, and you won't be afraid of embarrassment!"

"That's right, rubbish, I'm not even interested in fighting this kind of person."

"With a population of more than one billion in China, can't you get a decent order, and the sick ones haven't eaten?"

"Sick man of East Asia, don't be so demanding..."

Their discussion was not loud, but the people standing beside them still heard it.

All were outraged.

"Damn! Who are you calling trash!"

"A group of reckless people, disgusting and uneducated."

"It's too much, whoever will come next, give them some color and see..."

Fang Cuntou was so dizzy from the beating that his nose bleeds and he couldn't get up after struggling for a long time.

In the end, they were carried down.

Xia Weibao slowly narrowed his eyes.

The strength of this boxer is so strong, and he will do his best when he makes a shot.

The shot was so ruthless, it was because of the intention of destroying people!

I don't know if the punch just now caused a concussion.

Soon, another person came on stage.

This is a middle-aged man in a brown Chinese martial arts costume, with piercing eyes and a strong aura, he looks like a master.

Although they had just lost a game, the audience cheered up quickly and cheered up their morale.

"It was just an accident, come on, beat them!"

"come on! Come on!"

"Chinese martial arts are mighty..."

Amidst the sound of cheering, the boxers of country A started to strike first!

He punched the middle-aged man with such force that the fist was swung with the sound of wind.

The middle-aged man didn't take it hard, but quickly avoided it with his head turned.

Then he punches quickly, blasting the punch at the boxer.

The boxer blocked it with his thick gloves.

In the first round, it was a tie.

"good!"

"Good job!"

"Come on! Kill them!"

The audience was very supportive and cheered excitedly.

Let's not talk about other things first, let's put our feet first.

However, they soon lost their excitement, and the middle-aged man dodged three blows before being punched in the abdomen.

Forced to bend forward, the boxer caught him in the jaw with an uppercut.

The middle-aged man took two steps back and continued to rush forward regardless of the pain in his body.

A punch was thrown in the boxer's face, and then he was punched several times and fell to the ground.

Losing another game, everyone was a little disappointed.

"Our sons and daughters of Huaxia have 18 kinds of martial arts and are full of talents. Now they are just appetizers."

"That's right, these two rounds will be treated as if we let them, and the main event will come later."

"Yes, wait for our elites to play and let them know what the real Chinese martial arts are!"

However, in the next few rounds, they all lost.

Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted.

After losing several rounds in a row, everyone's morale was a bit depressed.

Lu Huashan was a little anxious, "Baby, what should we do? Will we lose?"

People are calling at our door. If we lose, what face will we have to gain a foothold in the international arena?

This is not just a martial arts competition, it has risen to the national level!

Everything can be lost, but the national face cannot be lost!

"Don't worry, the first ones to play are all Pathfinders. The real masters haven't played yet. Keep watching."