Goddess Rescue System

"Li Feng, what realm is this Dongying person?"

Off the stage, Xiao Lingya looked at the middle-aged man walking into the ring and asked in a low voice.

"S-level." Li Feng said casually.

"What about Chen Gang?" Xiao Lingya asked again.

"He, just stepped into the B level." Li Feng smiled playfully.

"Just stepping into the B level, isn't he a B-? B- and S-, it's a complete death!"

One level higher is crushing, and two levels higher... Xiao Lingya didn't dare to think about it.

"You can't die if you die. Now it's a society ruled by law, and Dongying people don't want to get involved in murder cases."

"But Chen Gang will most likely be beaten to death."

Li Feng sighed and said in a complicated tone.

"Then you are going to save him?" Xiao Lingya asked expectantly.

"What do you think?" Li Feng asked playfully.

Xiao Lingya blinked before saying, "No."

"It depends on the definition if I can save him." Li Feng smiled mysteriously and pointed to the high platform and said: "The fight has begun."

Xiao Lingya turned her head and looked around and happened to see Chen Gang jumping into the ring.

"Chen Gang of Majiawuguan, you can teach you a brilliant trick!"

Chen Gang clasped his fists and said after taking the stage.

"You don't deserve to know my name, let's make a move, I can let you three moves."

Hashimoto Ichiro embraced his shoulders and said contemptuously.

"arrogant!"

The embarrassed Chen Gang strode to Hashimoto Ichiro, shaking his right shoulder and punching.

This punch is heavy, if it hits the face of an ordinary person, it must be a headshot.

It was just that Hashimoto Ichiro escaped the punch as soon as he tilted his head and didn't even move his foot.

Chen Gang sneered and suddenly changed his skills. He should rush to sweep, and his right arm swept across Hashimoto's head.

Hashimoto Ichiro's mouth evoked a mocking smile, his body suddenly raised, and he jumped into the air in a blink of an eye.

"So tall!"

"This is more than two meters tall, right?"

"It's more than two meters high in one place. What kind of jumping power is this?"

The guests present kept exclaiming.

Chen Gang didn't expect Hashimoto Ichiro to use this method to avoid his attack, and he was a little dazed for a while.

"There's another trick." Hashimoto Ichiro landed and smiled contemptuously.

He said that he wanted Chen Gang to use three moves, and he would definitely use three moves.

Chen Gang's eyes are splitting!

If he can hit Hashimoto Ichiro, this feeling of humiliation will not be too strong.

But he can't even touch the corner of Hashimoto Ichiro's clothes, just like being played by Hashimoto Ichiro as a monkey, letting him three tricks is to humiliate him three times, it is better to just knock him off the stage!

"I'm fighting with you!"

Chen Gang roared, and after jumping into the air with his toes, his right leg swept towards Hashimoto Ichiro.

"Well, it looks powerful, but there is no threat to me."

Hashimoto Ichiro sneered, and when he moved under his feet, he stepped back more than one meter, avoiding Chen Gang's leg.

"Huh" "Huh"

After three consecutive fierce moves, Chen Gang's physical strength dropped quickly and he gasped.

On the other hand, Hashimoto Ichiro, the breathing rate has not changed, and it is better than walking in a leisurely courtyard: "Three tricks have passed, you can go down."

Chen Gang only felt a flower in front of him, and he felt a pain in his chest, and then he flew out.

"puff"

Being in mid-air, Chen Gang opened his mouth and spit out blood!

"Chen Gang!"

Ma Yinghui let out a mournful cry, rushed to the direction where Chen Gang was flying, and stopped him with a catch with his right hand. While retreating, he made three consecutive turns and finally relieved Chen Gang's strength.

"Master, I'm sorry, I let you down...puff!"

Chen Gang spit out another mouthful of blood and fainted with his head tilted.

The audience was silent, and the atmosphere was suppressed to the extreme!

Everyone came to congratulate the opening of the Majia Martial Arts Hall. As a result, Dongying people and Korean people came to face each other, and they were beaten twice.

Even if they have confidence in Huaxia Wushu, they can't say anything at this moment.

In two consecutive rounds, President Ma lost at a huge disadvantage. What else can they say?

Ma Yinghui tested Chen Gang's breath, and after confirming that he was still alive, he gave him a gloomy expression to the apprentice next to him: "Call an ambulance."

"It's Master!"

"It's 2:0, President Ma."

Torataro Wada laughed with arms akimbo.

"This is just the beginning. It will soon be 3:0, 4:0 and 10:0. Don't doubt, this is the real gap between Taekwondo and Chinese Wushu."

Li Zaihe also said triumphantly.

"In He-kun, I think you need to reorganize what you just said." Wada Torataro said dissatisfiedly.

Li Zaihe slapped his forehead: "I was negligent, so I will say it again, cough...this is the real gap between Taekwondo, Karate and Chinese Wushu."

"Huh, it's almost the same." Wada Torataro coldly snorted and said to Ma Yinghui: "Who is President Ma going to send in the third round?"

Ma Yinghui thought for a while with an ugly face, and finally walked to the ring by himself: "I'll come for this round!"

It's already 2:0, and all the guests are disappointed in the Majia Wuguan. All he needs to do at this time is to revive his momentum with a hearty victory!

"You come?"

Wada Torataro raised his eyebrows, and then said with a weird expression: "If you lose this, there is no need to play the next seven games, right?"

"Hey, what he said, what we want is 10:0, not 3:0. Even if we defeat Ma Yinghui this time, we will continue to fight next."

Li Zaihe said mockingly.

"Then the question is, who should we let this happen?" Wada Torataro looked a little distressed.

Li Zai smiled and said, "Naturally, I am here. We Koreans are the best at fighting tough battles!"

Wada Torataro curled his lips: "Zaihe-kun, for the sake of our friendship, let's not say such things for now."

Li Zaihe raised his eyebrows, then smiled freely, "Okay, then I'll go up."

When the voice fell, Li Zaihe was about to jump into the ring.

Unexpectedly, Wada Torataro held him down and jumped into the ring first.

"Damn, it's very uncomfortable to be one step ahead..." Li Zaihe said angrily.

"Chairman Ma, I'll give you a chance to surrender, lest you be knocked out by me later and embarrassed in front of your relatives and friends."

Wada Torataro looked at Ma Yinghui opposite with a smile and mocked.

Ma Yinghui snorted coldly: "Hetian Tortaro, I know how many kilograms you have, want to beat me? Dreaming!"

"You won't cry if you don't see the coffin." Torataro Wada smiled contemptuously, and hooked his finger at Ma Yinghui: "Go ahead, don't waste time."

Ma Yinghui's complexion condensed, and the next instant he rushed to Wada Totaro.

In the blink of an eye, Ma Yinghui came to Hetian Torataro, and then blasted out with a punch: "Majiaquan Seventh Form-Sky Cannon!"

The Hongtianpao is the most powerful punch in the Majia boxing, and it is difficult for people of the same level to resist it.

Wada Torataro didn't seem to react, he didn't evade, and he didn't mean to attack.

Just as Ma Yinghui's fist was about to hit Wada Torataro's body, a sneer appeared on Wada's face.

"Snapped"

A powerful hand squeezed Ma Yinghui's fist!

"how can that be?!"

Ma Yinghui's complexion changed drastically and exclaimed!

"idiot!"

Wada Torataro sneered, his hands exploded.

"boom"

Ma Yinghui only felt an irresistible force hit, and after a sharp pain in his arm, his body flew upside down!

The audience was in an uproar!