Chapter 2397: Can’t Fight

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Actual combat?

Hearing the Pope's words, Xu Taiping was stunned for a moment. Then, Xu Taiping smiled and said, "Of course, Your Majesty the Pope, the most fundamental purpose of martial arts is to fight with others, so if you want to see actual combat, I You can immediately organize people to fight with your people. However, there will inevitably be winners and losers in the battle. Although you are a distinguished guest, I will not let my people hold back. I hope that my people will win by then. Don’t mind your subordinates.”

"This is naturally not possible, and we in the Holy See are not the ones who cannot afford to lose." The Pope smiled.

"Then I will arrange manpower immediately. However, Your Majesty the Pope, when we arrange for people to compete, we should arrange people with similar combat capabilities, right? Otherwise, just ask Mr. God of War to come out. I am afraid that there will not be many people in the entire Chinese Martial Arts Association who can compete with Mr. God of War. Fight!" Xu Taiping said.

The God of War glanced at Xu Taiping and twitched his lips slightly.

"Yes, since it is a competition, it should be based on equal strength. We can arrange for people with a combat power difference of no more than 300 to compete!" the Pope said.

"Okay!" Xu Taiping nodded, then turned around and gave instructions to Zhou Weidao, who immediately started making arrangements.

Not long after, people from the Holy See and people from the Chinese Martial Arts Association started competing in the martial arts arena.

This was a real competition, and no one cared about winning or losing, so the atmosphere was harmonious. However, in the end, the Chinese Martial Arts Association still slightly edged out the Holy See with a total score of three wins and two losses.

Xu Taiping is quite satisfied with this result. After all, China is a big country in martial arts. With the same combat effectiveness, Chinese warriors are generally better than foreign warriors. He thinks that many Chinese warriors are good at martial arts, and martial arts can often allow a person to perform to his best ability. Stronger combat effectiveness.

Originally, the Pope was about to leave for the capital after the discussion. However, just when Xu Taiping was about to accompany the Pope to leave, the Pope suddenly said in front of everyone, "Mr. If I beat you, why not let us fight again, and I will give our Holy See a chance to draw a tie, how about this?"

"Haha, Your Majesty the Pope doesn't have to do this, just treat it as a three to three draw!" Xu Taiping said with a smile.

"I just hope to be able to fight again." The Pope said seriously.

Seeing the Pope's serious expression, Xu Taiping could only nod and said, "That's okay. I wonder who the Pope will arrange to play this time?"

"This time, it's up to me and Mr. Xu," the pope said.

"Are you following me?" Xu Taiping was stunned for a moment, then asked, "His Majesty the Pope, are you kidding me?"

"No, no, no." The Pope smiled and shook his head and said, "I have always been a fan of Chinese martial arts. I also studied Chinese martial arts when I was young. My biggest wish in this life is to have a spar with Chinese martial arts. , and among the Chinese warriors, the most representative and powerful one is Mr. Xu, so I hope that Mr. Xu can give you your advice and discuss with me."

"Absolutely not, His Majesty the Pope!" A leader next to him said quickly, "You have a distinguished status, and... you are also much older than Taiping. Taiping is a god-level warrior. If you accidentally take action and lose control of your power, If I hurt you, it would be a huge sin."

"Are you worried about my health? Don't worry, my health is fine." The Pope smiled and suddenly slammed the scepter in his hand on the ground.

Keng!

There was a crisp sound, and the whole ground trembled.

Everyone on the Chinese side looked at the Pope in horror.

They had never heard that the Pope was actually a master. The power he wielded when he thrust the staff into the ground was so huge that ordinary warriors might not be able to do it.

Seeing the Pope's behavior, Xu Taiping didn't know what the Pope meant. This guy must have suspected that he was a blood wolf, so he took the initiative to ask for a fight. No wonder this guy wanted to visit the Chinese Martial Arts Association. It seemed that his final goal The purpose is to ask him to fight. If there is no such foreshadowing and the Pope rashly proposes to fight with him, it will really cause a lot of speculation and unnecessary trouble. After all, the identities of the Pope and Xu Taiping are there. And now, the Holy See has lost two and three in the previous competition, so it makes sense logically for the Pope to propose a fight between him and Xu Taiping.

Xu Taiping had fought with the Pope. The Pope's fighting ability was average, but if he used the scepter, he would still be very powerful. At least Xu Taiping's third state of bleeding power was no match for him. The Pope should have wanted to During the battle, he can judge whether he is the blood wolf that he has fought with before through his fighting style and fighting feel. Once he fights the Pope, Xu Taiping can't guarantee that he will be able to hide himself perfectly. After all, the Pope is very strong. The stronger the person, the harder it is to hide when you face him.

However, the Pope's plan was destined to fail.

Xu Taiping smiled secretly in his heart, and then said with a helpless expression on his face, "His Majesty the Pope, I also really hope to have a discussion with you, but... conditions do not allow it."

"Do you look down on me?" the Pope asked.

The Pope's words suddenly made the atmosphere tense. After all, this is the most powerful man in the world. He can easily command billions of believers around the world. This is no joke, even if it is Chu Ye. The president of the country also has to be smaller in front of the pope.

"No." Xu Taiping shook his head.

"Then why don't you spar with me?" the pope asked.

"Because of this." Xu Taiping raised his hand helplessly.

His hands were gloved, which looked a little strange on such a summer day.

"Your hand?" The Pope frowned.

Xu Taiping took off his gloves, revealing the purple and limp hands inside.

Everyone knew that Xu Taiping's right hand had been severely injured as soon as they looked at it.

"What's going on, Taiping?!" asked a leader next to him.

"Two days ago, I was sparring with a fellow martial artist, and I accidentally injured my hand. The bones in my hand were shattered, and the muscles and tendons inside were also torn. The doctor said I had to rest for at least half a month," Xu Taiping said.

"No, don't you have super recovery ability? Shouldn't this kind of injury recover in a short time?" the leader continued to ask.

"The opponent is too strong, the injury is too serious, and the recovery ability seems to be ineffective." Xu Taiping said with a helpless shrug.

The Pope stretched out his hand, gently grabbed Xu Taiping's hand and took it in front of him to take a look.

Xu Taiping's hand was a terrifying blue-purple color, and was soft and weak. When he held it, the Pope could clearly feel that it was seriously injured.

"You are a god-level powerhouse, but there is someone who can hurt you so hard?" The pope asked in horror. Xu Taiping is a man with a hundred thousand combat power, stronger than the God of War. Who can hurt Xu Taiping so hard?

"A martial arts fellow." Xu Taiping said.

"Your Majesty the Pope, Taiping's right hand is so seriously injured that I won't be able to compete with you. It's a pity." The leader next to him said.

"I can also just use my left hand," the pope said.

"Your Majesty the Pope, Taiping's right hand was so seriously injured. Thinking about it, there should be injuries in his body, but we can't see it. I still hope you won't fight. This will be fairer to Taiping." The leader said seriously. , although the Pope has a high position, but as a leader, he cannot just watch the Pope press Xu Taiping step by step. Moreover, to put it bluntly, the Pope is very awesome in the Western world, but he is really not good in China. Even so, the respect for him is more because of his identity, nothing more.

Seeing that the leaders around him said this, the Pope could only shake his head and said, "What a pity. I originally planned to experience Chinese martial arts."

"Actually, if His Majesty the Pope really wants to fight, there is no one who can compete with you. Xiang Chunqiu of the Xiang family is the second best master in China, and his fighting power is amazing. If he competes with you, I think he can let you experience China. The wonder of martial arts!" Xu Taiping said with a smile.

"Forget it, wait until later. The schedule for this trip is quite tight. We are going to the capital now," the Pope said.

"Really? That's really unlucky. When my hand recovers next time, I will have a good discussion with His Majesty the Pope!" Xu Taiping said seriously.

"I hope I can have a chance next time." The Pope nodded and then walked forward.

Xu Taiping accompanied the Pope out of the Chinese Martial Arts Association, and then watched the Pope leave the association under the escort of a motorcade.

"I didn't expect this old guy to want to discuss with you, the president!" Zhou Weidao stood beside Xu Taiping and said as he looked at the fleet of cars going away.

"This old guy is very bad." Xu Taiping said with a smile.

"Why does he suddenly want to discuss with you?" Zhou Weidao asked doubtfully.

"Who knows, but this time the Pope has lost his blood and exposed himself. Otherwise, how many people in the world would know that the Pope is actually a master?" Xu Taiping said with a smile.

"Indeed, I never thought that that old man would be a master. Tsk, tsk, tsk, that's incredible!" Zhou Weidao sighed while shaking his head.

Xu Taiping smiled, turned around and walked inside the Chinese Martial Arts Association.

Although there was no fight with the Pope this time, the Pope's behavior had aroused Xu Taiping's vigilance.

Obviously, the Pope suspected that he was a blood wolf, so he thought of a test move. This time, he happened to avoid taking action against the Pope because his hand was injured. He may not be so lucky next time. The Pope will not Success cannot be given up easily.

I really need to find a way to clear myself of the suspicion!

(There is one more chapter, it will be updated before 6pm, I wish everyone a happy May Day~)