One of the martial artists was furious. He rushed forward and questioned, "Who are you calling weak?"
The Westerner said arrogantly, "Of course it's you guys, haha! You're just a bunch of people who only know how to talk. "
"Who are you? How dare you come to our country and spout nonsense? "
"I'm an expert invited by your Martial Arts Association to participate in the competition. I'm here to defeat you and show you what true strength is."
"You won't succeed. Our martial artists will beat you to a pulp."
"Hmph, are you talking about that young man? He's just so-so. He's dreaming if he wants to beat me. You people from Hua Xia have always been weak. It was like that a hundred years ago, and it's still the same now. That will never change, "the Westerner said disdainfully.
The history of Hua Xia a hundred years ago was the most humiliating period in its history. It was unbearable to look back on. Because of its weak national strength, it was broken by the Western Empire's strong ships and cannons. From then on, it signed many unequal and humiliating treaties.
More than a hundred years had passed, and these Westerners still thought that the Chinese could be bullied as they wished. They really deserved to die.
This was intolerable.
His words poked a hornet's nest. Many people shouted, "What did you say? Do you think I won't beat you?"
¢.
"Yes, beat this Westerner up!" The crowd was riled up.
The Westerner was not afraid at all. Instead, he said provocatively, "See, I told you all only know how to talk. When it comes to true strength, you're all cowards, haha."
Everyone's faces turned red, but the other party was an expert. Everyone knew that they were just ordinary people and were no match for the other party. Therefore, they did not dare to say anything.
At this time, the staff of the Martial Arts Association walked out and scolded loudly, "What are you shouting for? This is an important guest. How can you be rude to an important guest?"
When the Westerner heard this, he was furious. "F * ck your mother. This person insulted our country and you're speaking up for him."
The staff said disdainfully, "A bunch of boring people." Then, he said to the crowd of fighters, "Everyone, please come in. The press conference is about to begin."
Many of the fighters revealed proud smiles, turned around, and walked inside.
"Stop!" The person who supported the martial arts shouted, "If no one wants to challenge you, then I'll challenge you. I want you to apologize for what you said just now. Hua Xia will not allow you to insult her."
"So what if I insult you? What can you do about it? Are you a match for me? I can crush you with one finger! "the Westerner said contemptuously.
"I won't allow you to insult Hua Xia!" The person from the Martial Arts Faction roared and rushed forward. The Western man threw a punch and hit his opponent's chest.
Bang!
The Martial Faction fell to the ground in a sorry state and was in so much pain that he could not get up.
"Too weak. Not even worth mentioning," the Westerner said.
Haha!
Many other boxers chimed in loudly.
Immediately, the others were enraged. They pointed at the other party and asked why they were attacking. At that moment, the staff of the Martial Arts Association stood up and shouted, "What are you doing? It's clear that this person attacked first. His skills are inferior, so he deserves to be beaten. He's lucky that he didn't die. "
This insult from their own compatriots made everyone even angrier. It was no wonder that foreigners looked down on Hua Xia. Even their own compatriots had so many lackeys. It would be strange if other people looked down on them.
Tang Zheng walked into the crowd and happened to see this scene. Immediately, the evil fire surged. The Martial Arts Association was rotten to the bone. If the upper beam was not straight, the lower beam would be crooked. With Yu Zhankui, a lackey who sold his country for glory, it was no wonder that there were such subordinates.
Seeing that the other party was helping foreigners to insult their own compatriots, Tang Zheng walked over with a gloomy face and said, "Please apologize to this gentleman."
"Who are you?" The staff did not recognize Tang Zheng.
"I'm a Hua Xia."
The staff curled his lips and said disdainfully, "Get lost. You have no right to speak here."
"Are you still a Hua Xia?" Tang Zheng questioned.
"It's none of your business. Are you asking for a beating?" The staff had also learned a few tricks. Seeing that Tang Zheng was deliberately finding fault with him and making him lose face in front of the foreign guests, the anger in his heart rose. "If that's the case, then you asked for it."
Finished speaking, he used a Capturing Hand to grab Tang Zheng's wrist.
Tang Zheng moved as fast as lightning. With a backhand grab, he grabbed the staff's arm first. Then, with a crack, he directly broke it.
This time, he did not dislocate the staff's arm. Instead, he directly broke the staff's arm. Because the other party was a Hua Xia, but he was helping the tyrant. This was even more hateful, so Tang Zheng was even more ruthless.
The staff screamed involuntarily. The others looked at this scene in disbelief.
This person moved too fast. Before they could see clearly how he did it, the staff's arm was broken.
In addition, this person was too bold. He dared to make a move at the Martial Arts Association's press conference. This was simply a challenge and a slap in the face of the Martial Arts Association.
"Ah, I recognize him. Isn't this person Brother Kung Fu?" Suddenly, someone exclaimed. After his reminder, the others also reacted. Wasn't this person the famous Brother Kung Fu?
He actually came to the hotel and taught the people of the Martial Arts Association a lesson so neatly. It was so satisfying. Many people who supported the martial arts shouted excitedly, "Brother Kung Fu, we support you. You're good. Teach these traitors a lesson. It's too hateful."
Tang Zheng nodded to the excited crowd, then squatted down to support the person who supported the martial arts and asked, "How are your injuries?"
The other party looked at Tang Zheng excitedly and seemed to have forgotten the pain in his body. He said, "Brother Kung Fu, it's really you. I knew you would come and defeat these people who don't believe in Hua Xia's martial arts. You're the best. I'll support you to the end."
"Thank you. It's because of this group of people that Hua Xia's martial arts can be passed down for a long time. Decades or centuries later, when people talk about Hua Xia's martial arts, you have a part to play. Without your trust and support, the inheritance of Hua Xia's martial arts will be affected by some people with ulterior motives." Tang Zheng said.
When the other party heard this, he asked in disbelief, "I'm not a martial arts practitioner. Do I have a part to play in the inheritance of martial arts?"
Tang Zheng nodded solemnly. "Of course."
"Well, with your words, I haven't believed in Hua Xia's martial arts for so many years in vain. I promise that I will continue to believe in it in the future. My son and my grandson will continue to believe in it."
"Yes, we will continue to believe in it." The group of people who supported the martial arts were excited.
However, there would always be some clowns jumping out. A person with a sarcastic tone said disdainfully, "What you say sounds better than singing. Martial arts depends on one's real ability, not on one's mouth. Relying on one's mouth to show off, that's a sissy, not a martial artist."
"Yes, these people are just trying to show off. I don't think they have any ability. They should wash up and go back to sleep. Don't come and make a fool of themselves." This was the person who supported the martial arts.
Tang Zheng coldly snorted. In any country, there would always be a small group of people who thought they were smart, but always did things that hurt their loved ones and pleased their enemies.
"You're Brother Kung Fu?" Suddenly, a voice interrupted Tang Zheng's thoughts. He saw the Western man who attacked earlier walk in front of Tang Zheng.
Tang Zheng helped the people who supported the martial arts up and said, "I'm you."
"Oh, you have some ability, but I think you're just so-so." The Western man tilted his head and said.
"Is that so?" Tang Zheng did not comment. He pointed at the Western man and said, "You just spoke rudely and hurt many people. You hurt the feelings of Hua Xia people. I want you to apologize for your words and actions."
"Haha, you want me to apologize?" The Western man laughed as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.
"Yes, you're not standing in your Western Empire, but in Huaxia's land. You publicly insulted Hua Xia people. If you don't apologize, then don't even think about leaving this country alive." Tang Zheng said coldly.
"Haha, what a joke. What ability do you have to say that? With your showy martial arts? " The Western man had seen videos of Tang Zheng's fights. Although he admitted that his opponent was not an ordinary showy martial arts, he was still confident that he could defeat Tang Zheng.
"Hmph, we'll know if I have the ability after we try."
"Well, although the martial arts conference has not started yet, I don't mind warming up with a fight. Come on, kid, let me teach you what a real master is."
When the others heard this, they had different expressions. No one expected a fight to break out before the martial arts conference started. The staff member with the broken arm took advantage of the chaos to sneak into the hotel.
"Brother Kung Fu, teach this Western man a lesson." The people who supported the martial arts shouted.
The other foreigners were not willing to be left behind. They all shouted, "Kyle, teach this kid a lesson. Make him kneel on the ground and beg for mercy."
"Haha, good, as you wish." Kyle smiled proudly as he clenched his fists. Immediately, the muscles on his arms bulged and his bones cracked.
Tang Zheng said expressionlessly, "Do it."
"I advise you to do it first. Otherwise, if I do, you won't have the chance to do it." Kyle said.
Tang Zheng snorted and said, "If that's the case, then fall for me!"
Tang Zheng tiptoed and shot out like an arrow. He threw a punch at his opponent. Kyle's reaction was also very fast. He also threw a punch.
Bang!
The two fists collided, and a muffled sound rang out. But right after that, the sound of bones breaking rang out. The blood vessels on Kyle's sturdy arms had actually exploded, and blood spurted out. A section of bone directly pierced through the muscles, and was exposed outside. It was eerie white, and was covered in blood. It was exceptionally terrifying.
Hiss!
Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air. No one expected that Kyle's arm would be crippled with just one punch. This injury was much more serious than the injury suffered by the staff member just now. It was unknown how many bones were broken, and even the blood vessels had exploded. How much power did he need to exert?
Everyone had different feelings, but no one cheered, and no one cursed, because they were really shocked by this attack.
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