Chapter 1656 Here Comes a Master of the Family

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The people who were beaten down by Jiang Siming all suffered serious injuries, the lightest being a few broken ribs.

In the medical area under the ring, there are not enough stretchers and beds. In the end, there is no other way but to let the injured people lie on the lawn for treatment.

Seriously injured, first send an ambulance to the hospital.

About half of the remaining challengers began to retreat.

Now, no matter how stupid people are, they know that Jiang Siming is definitely a master of martial arts, and he is a very strong master.

More than fifty challengers were beaten down, and they didn't even hit Jiang Siming with a single punch.

"The 59th challenger, domestic Sanda celebrity Xu Dong."

After the referee finished reading, a man walked onto the stage nervously, looking at Jiang Siming, who was covered in sweat and panting, his original idea of ​​admitting defeat was gradually replaced.

Seeing Jiang Siming like this, he must have been overstretched.

If you can take this opportunity to KO him, wouldn't that make him famous in the world?

Thinking of this, Xu Dong gathered up his courage and started to jump around on the ring, pretending to be.

Jiang Siming raised his head at this time, looked at him playfully, and walked towards him with light footsteps.

Xu Dong sensed the danger, and subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to surrender.

But before he could lift his hand, he flew off the field like a kite with a broken string...

oh~

There were boos from the audience.

Of course, the boos were not for Jiang Siming, but for Xu Dong.

Being kicked flying by Jiang Siming, needless to say, it means that he is a jerk.

There was not a corner in the auditorium, and there were two voices communicating softly.

"Why does this guy hold this kind of competition? Isn't this an adult bullying a child? This group of people doesn't even have internal strength, how could they be his opponents." Huo Wu chewed bubble gum and spit out a bubble.

"His purpose is very simple, to promote Chinese martial arts. From his starting point, this is indeed a good thing." The ice beauty next to him said.

"Then there's no need to act like that. You can see that he's acting like he's almost out of strength. Please, are these people enough to play with one hand?" Huo Wu complained.

"If he doesn't act like this, everyone will think he's playing fake games."

"Hey, when did you speak for him like this? Could it be that you like him too?" Huo Wu asked with a smile.

A strange color flashed on Bingmeiren's face, and then she immediately gave her a roll of eyes, and said faintly, "Don't forget, the task that the teacher gave us."

As soon as Huo Wu heard it, her head drooped.

The two stopped talking, as if there was something unspeakable.

As soon as Xu Dong fell, the remaining challengers couldn't sit still, and they all told Quan Zheng that they would admit defeat and would not challenge.

"Sorry, it was already stated in the agreement that once challenged, if one party wants to surrender and give up the battle, it must obtain the consent of the other party. That is to say, you can only surrender unless Jiang Siming agrees to your surrender."

Quan Zheng looked at them with disgust and said, "People who surrender without a fight have no backbone at all, especially as a person in the martial arts world, I despise them even more."

When the news was passed to Jiang Siming, Jiang Siming refused without even thinking about it.

The rest of the bastards were pale, and just thinking about the scene where Jiang Siming kicked other people and rolled down from the ring was enough to make their legs and feet tremble.

"Jiang Shen beg you, let us go, we know we were wrong, and we don't dare to fool around anymore."

The frightened bastards pleaded with Jiang Siming under the stage.

Jiang Siming glanced at them with contempt, and said, "You can surrender, you can stand on the stage yourself, and vow not to participate in any martial arts-related activities from today, and not to appear in the public eye, including online, live broadcast and other channels, Once found, I will beat you all over the place to find your teeth."

When these people heard this, their faces turned pale.

I didn't expect that I was full of joy and thought I could come here to show my face and increase my popularity, but it turned into this ending.

To quit the martial arts industry for life is to confiscate their ability to make money.

But if you don't surrender, you will have to be beaten. Looking at the bastards who were beaten before, none of them were slightly injured.

At least two years of hospitalization start.

Jiang Siming didn't even consider the fact that they were all Chinese, and he was more aggressive than other masters.

For no other reason, I insulted Huaxia Kungfu at them, and because they liked the behavior of the nest, Jiang Siming made up his mind to slap him today.

When the bastards hesitated, a voice suddenly stood up to speak for them.

"This is too much. How can others make money, as long as they don't break the law, can you manage it?"

The speaker was a middle-aged man in a Tang suit, looking to be in his fifties, with a public face, a mustache, and bulging temples.

A brute force.

Jiang Siming could see at a glance that this person was a master of the inner clan, which surprised him a little. He did not expect that among the challengers, there were also masters of the inner clan.

He thought they were all weak chickens. Of course, in Jiang Siming's eyes, the masters in the house were also weak chickens.

It's just that compared to the two weak chickens, the weak chicken of Neijia Kung Fu is stronger.

"I don't care how to make money, but insulting Huaxia Kung Fu is no good. They can also choose to challenge me, as long as they have a little backbone."

Jiang Siming dialect

After that, those bastards gritted their teeth at him, clenched their fists, and wanted to rush up to beat him.

The man with the moustache sneered: "Don't make such a grandiose reason, I think you Jiang Siming is also a famous and famous person. If you want to fight such a weak chicken, you can fight me if you have the ability!"

"Are you sure?" Jiang Siming raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

"I'm sure and sure!"

After the man with the moustache finished speaking, the whole person jumped several meters high, and he stepped on the ring that was nearly three meters high, as if he was being hanged and coerced.

The crowd exclaimed, could this be Qinggong?

Foreign reporters even aimed at the man with the moustache, trying to find out if there was an invisible coercion behind him.

But they looked around and found nothing.

In the corner, the humming sound appeared again.

"Why does this person look familiar, wait for me to check the information." Huo Wu said that she wanted to flip through the phone.

"No need to check, I recognized it, Shi Guoyou, a fugitive murderer fifteen years ago." Bingmei said.

"Damn, I said where I have seen him, do you want to arrest him immediately?"

"No, he will help us beat him down."

"That's right, keep watching, it's exciting, hee hee."

....

"Referee, can I challenge him directly? I don't want to wait."

The bearded man came to the stage and asked the referee.

The referee was also stunned by his hand just now, and said uneasy: "I am afraid that I have to seek the opinion of the champion."

"I have no opinion." Jiang Siming opened his mouth and came.

The bearded man smiled, gave Jiang Siming a thumbs up, and said:

"Just for you, I respect you as a man. When we fight in a while, don't worry, I will only take off your arm."

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