Chapter 1297 Is Mr. Lu Here? Is Chief Fang Here?
On the field, the host of country A was still proudly muttering, "Who else is not convinced!"
"No one dares to challenge, if not, it means you admit..."
"Let's!"
Before the host finished speaking, he saw several people jumping onto the stage one after another.
Wearing a monk's uniform, holding a long stick in his hand, his bones are as strong as iron.
Eighteen Bronze Men!
It is the eighteen bronze figures of Shaolin Temple!
Everyone had some expectations, but it was very slim.
If it was normal, they would definitely cheer when they saw the eighteen bronze men of Shaolin Temple on stage.
After all, the Eighteen Bronze Men are the elites of the Shaolin Temple, and the eighteen people cooperate tacitly to be invincible and invincible!
However, after Master Zhou Nan's disastrous defeat just now, the blow was too great.
It makes them doubt themselves, is Chinese martial arts really that bad.
Bassong narrowed his eyes slightly, and tapped the armrest of the chair lightly with his fingers.
He pointed to his subordinates behind him, "Eighteen of you, go together."
Eighteen people to eighteen people, it's fair.
It's just that Huaxia sent the elite 18 Bronze Men from Shaolin Temple, and country A doesn't even have a single disciple, all of them are underlings, this degree of contempt...
At least 20,000 to 30,000 people were crammed into the open-air square today, and all of them were downcast and hit hard.
Not even the cheers. .
"Baby, do you think the Eighteenth Bronze Man can win?" Lu Huashan was so nervous.
My palms are full of sweat.
Xia Weibao tilted his head, "I don't know."
She didn't know the strength of the Eighteen Bronze Men, nor the strength of the boxers in country A, so she couldn't judge.
Lu Huashan became even more nervous, "He's just coming from a small team, we are all experts from all over the country, if we still lose, what should we do?"
Xia Weibao laughed, "All the experts from all over the country are here? Are you sure?"
"Is not it?"
"Is your brother here? Is Chief Fang here?"
When she talked to Lu Hualiang last night, the man didn't take this matter seriously at all.
In his eyes, Bassong's provocative behavior is probably no different from a child's fight, and he is not even qualified to pay attention to it.
Xia Weibao said, "If a mere boxing champion comes to China to open a martial arts gym, the whole country needs to be dispatched. Then we don't need to fight, we have already lost."
This is like the enemy sending a small team to attack the city, and our whole army is dispatched to meet the enemy with all our strength.
It has been shown that the strength of the two sides is very different, there is no need to fight, okay?
She looked at Lu Huashan, "Didn't you notice that the country didn't come forward in this ring competition?
In fact, the media hyped up the matter. To put it bluntly, it was just Ba Song who wanted to open a martial arts gym in China and uttered wild words in order to expand his influence.
Those who came to challenge were the martial arts practitioners headed by the Guwu Department of the Chinese Studies Association. It was just a cultural collision in one aspect, not a competition of national power.
If you lose, it may hurt the face of the country, but it is not enough to shake the foundation of the country, understand, don't be too nervous. "
Is it possible that if I lose this competition, my Yangyang Huaxia is not as good as country A?
joke!
As far as country A is concerned, Huaxia can drown a mouthful of water, okay?
Lu Huashan suddenly realized, that's right, in the final analysis, this matter is just that Ba Song wanted to open a martial arts gym and stepped down Huaxia martial arts.
Even if they lose, the situation is not as bad as imagined.
She was scared to death, the atmosphere at the scene was so tense that she almost thought that if she lost this time, Huaxia would be over.
"Baby, you can see clearly."
Xia Weibao chuckled, she didn't see it clearly, but she handled this kind of thing with ease.