As the Russian man said that, he stretched out his hand and actually tore off his shirt, revealing his thick upper body covered with chest hair.
Fortunately, it was not too cold in Beijing at this time of the year. Otherwise, Qin dynasty suspected that this big man would freeze to death.
This was also in Beijing, yet you came to our Sunan City to take off your clothes, won't you freeze!
"Don't worry, I'm not cold."
The Russian man seemed to have seen through Qin dynasty's suspicion. He smiled and said, "When I was in Siberia, I once killed a wild bear bare-chested in a snowy day. My name is Buchabushu Foschi. Everyone gave me a nickname, White Bear. "
"Buchabushu Foschi …."
Qin dynasty admitted that he had the urge to spurt out blood.
"Come on, little guy, I'll let you taste the horror of Russian wrestling!"
With that, Buchabushu Foschi roared and ran toward Qin dynasty like a truck.
His thick arm, which was covered with black hair, swept towards Qin Chao.
In comparison, Qin dynasty's body was a bit smaller. He was hugged in his arms. Then, Buchabushu Foschi's arms tightened with blue veins. He forcefully pulled Qin dynasty tightly in front of his chest.
There was a reason why he had tightened his grip. If it was an ordinary person, their spine would have been broken. Even if they didn't die, they would be crippled.
Then, Buchabushu Foschi hugged Qin dynasty, leaned back, and threw Qin dynasty to the ground.
This was not the end. He rolled himself and quickly got up. Then, he picked up Qin dynasty, jumped up, and spun in the air. With a fierce Russian throne, he pressed Qin dynasty to the ground again.
Listening to the muffled banging sound, many people could not bear to watch and turned their heads away.
"Now you know the horror of our Russian wrestling."
The big Russian man, Butcher Bushufosky, smiled proudly, looked at the motionless Qin dynasty on the ground and said, "Go to the hospital quickly, maybe you will suffer less. Even if it was a black bear, it would have a bone fracture after being showcased so many times by me. You probably won't be able to move for at least a year or so. "
Just as he was about to announce his victory, his eyeballs almost popped out.
Qin dynasty patted the dirt off his body and stood up from the ground as if nothing had happened.
"Not bad, it feels good to fall."
He patted the red martial attire on his body. "It's just that you've dirtied my clothes."
"You, you, how could you … still be able to get up?"
Buschet Buschefsky swallowed hard.
"Even a black bear … can't get up …"
"Of course I'm not a coward."
Qin dynasty smiled, and walked step by step to the front of Buchabushu Foschi, and raised his head to look at him, "I am a China martial artist."
With that, he stretched out his hand and easily carried Buchabushu Foschi, who weighed more than a hundred kilograms, on his shoulder.
"You've been having fun for a long time, now it's my turn."
With that, he threw Buchabushu Foschi, who was on his shoulder, heavily to the ground.
"Bam!"
The ground under him was smashed to the point that there were cracks everywhere.
Buchabushu Foschi grimaced in pain, feeling as if his bones were broken.
Qin dynasty could even beat a Mexican Tyrannodon, let alone a so-called Russian white bear.
"Come on, let me learn your move!"
Qin dynasty said, and held Buchabushu Foschi, who was unable to move for a long time, in his arms. At the same time, he jumped high. This jump was more than four meters high, which scared the people below.
If this person could jump four meters high, he would be a master of Qinggong.
The key point was that Qin dynasty was still holding a Russian man who weighed more than a hundred kilograms in his arms!
Qin dynasty held Buchabushu Foschi, spun several times in the air, and finally fell to the ground with a bang.
Super Russian!
This time, Buchabushu Foschi was completely defeated. His head directly burst open, and blood flowed out. Fortunately, Qin dynasty held back a little and didn't directly smash his head, only making it bleed.
"Hurry up and send him to the hospital."
Qin dynasty casually threw the big man to the ground, "He can't die, but a concussion is inevitable. Send him to the hospital now, and he will suffer less. "
A few Russians ran over dejectedly, carried Buchabushu Foschi's strong body, and slipped away.
"Okay, next."
Qin dynasty calmly defeated two people, his face not red, and his heart did not jump.
"Since you're all afraid, then let me do it."
At this time, a dark and skinny Thai boxing master with a headband walked up to them.
"The Russian is really brave, but he doesn't know how to kill."
The Thai boxing master waved his fist, making a banging sound, "My name is A Tai, and I practice boxing to kill."
"Okay."
Qin dynasty was pressing his leg, as if he didn't take it seriously, and said, "If you have the ability, you can kill me."
"In that case, let's play something serious."
A Tai waved his hand, and a disciple came from the side, holding a few things in his hand.
Ah Tai took out a bandage-like white cloth and wrapped it around his fist. Then, he dipped some glue-like liquid into one of the basins and dipped it into the other.
When he took it out, his fist was full of glass debris.
"Combat has never been a game."
A Tai said, "Only in life and death can you understand the true meaning of boxing."
"Damn, that's too shameless!"
"Shameless!"
Although the surrounding martial arts masters were not on good terms with Qin dynasty, after all, they were now fighting against a foreign enemy together, so they all shouted.
"He actually dipped glass debris on his boxing gloves. How despicable!"
"I'm coming."
A Tai didn't pay attention to those people's complaints at all. He first clasped his hands, as if it was a kind of etiquette. Then, his figure flashed and appeared in front of Qin dynasty in a few steps. At the same time, he punched fiercely at Qin dynasty's waist and ribs.
"Hey!"
"Bang!"
The air exploded, and A Tai's punch only hit the air.
Then he looked at Qin dynasty, who was standing on the side, looking at him with a smile.
That smile, why did it feel like a kind of sarcasm?
A Tai was a little annoyed. When he was in China, he was also a Muay Thai master. Unlike the Chinese, there were very few people in China who could still practice martial arts. In Thailand, boxing was in its heyday. There was a saying that nine out of ten men practiced boxing.
He had been practicing boxing since he was a child, and he had crawled back from the border of death many times, so he had a unique understanding of boxing.
Am I not as good as that frivolous Chinese?
Thinking of this, A Tai sprinted to the front of Qin dynasty, and at the same time, he threw a flying knee directly at Qin dynasty's face.
As for Qin dynasty, he slightly leaned to one side and dodged A Tai's knee. At the same time, he thrust his palm horizontally under A Tai's shoulder and hit his armpit with his own shoulder.
With a bang, A Tai's body suddenly lost balance.
Then, Qin dynasty grabbed A Tai's leg with his other hand, picked up the thin man by his waist, and threw him hard to the ground.
"Smooth Palm!"
Lin Xinghai cried out in surprise.
This was obviously the Smooth Palm of Ba Gua Zhang. When did Qin dynasty learn it?
Qin dynasty was very experienced in using this Smooth Palm, as if it was a martial arts master who had been practicing it for decades.
Ah Tai fell to the ground. He was not seriously injured due to his years of practicing Muay Thai, but he was very angry.
He had actually been beaten up so miserably. How could this be!
He lay on the ground and tried to kick Qin dynasty to the ground with his left leg, but Qin dynasty was not going to be kicked.
But how could Qin Chao be kicked? He retreated two steps and dodged Atai's kick.
Taking advantage of this, Ah Tai jumped to his feet.
At the same time, he took two quick steps to confuse Qin dynasty, and then threw an uppercut.
As for Qin Chao, he pushed with his right hand and pushed Atai's hook away. At the same time, his left hand moved forward and pressed on Ah Tai's chest. Then, he used this force to cut Ah Tai's throat.
"Haha …"
This time, Ah Tai's eyes almost popped out.
He clutched his neck and almost suffocated. He squatted on the ground for a long time.
"Yama's Three Points!"
Han Lei couldn't help but exclaim.
Ah Tai had been beaten up for a long time, and he had learned all their moves!
Oh my god, is this guy a martial arts genius?
"Ho, ho …"
Ah Tai squatted on the ground and breathed heavily. He suddenly jumped up and put his hands around Qin dynasty's neck, pressing his face down.
Then, he kicked at Qin dynasty's face.
Neck Wrapping Flying Knee was a sure-kill move in Muay Thai.
However, Qin dynasty didn't panic. He crossed his arms and pressed Ah Tai's knee. At the same time, his right hand moved up and pressed his elbow on Ah Tai's chest. Then, his left hand climbed up to Ah Tai's face and slapped hard.
"Pa!"
"Ah!"
Before Ah Tai's Neck Flying Knee Kick reached him, he had already been hit. His nose was broken, and blood was flowing out. He was lying on the ground.
"Fierce Tiger Climbs the Mountain …"
This time, all the Martial Masters were shocked on the spot.
In the Wudang competition with Ah Tai, Qin dynasty didn't hit Ah Tai at all. Instead, he used his exquisite martial arts to beat Ah Tai until he couldn't fight back and his head was bleeding.
"China's martial arts are broad and profound. How can your Muay Thai be compared with it?"
Qin dynasty stood with his hands clasped behind his back like a martial arts master. He looked at Ah Tai, who was lying on the ground, expressionlessly. "Your boxing is born to kill people, after all, is inferior. The real boxing is not to kill people, but to follow the will of Heaven. Killing people is actually against the will of Heaven. "
With that, Qin Chao inhaled two mouthfuls of air and slightly exhaled. There was a faint sound of thunder.
"This young man is amazing …"
Hong Lingtong stood aside and looked at Qin dynasty's figure. Finally, he sighed with emotion.
Cao Yu also stood in the crowd, his eyes unblinking as he watched the match with rapt attention.
"Oh, Yingtian, I didn't expect that you are still so interesting after thousands of years. However, it's not a skill to bully a few ordinary people. Are you ready to welcome the wrath of us, the ferocious beasts of the ancient times …? "
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