"The Young Lord of the Rockefeller family will come to this land soon to witness the success of our plan," Wales explained.
Yu Zhankui's eyes gradually glowed. This Young Lord was the future leader of the Rockefeller family. If he could take this opportunity to build a good relationship with him, not only him, but also his children and grandchildren would benefit a lot.
"Mr. Wales, please rest assured. Our plan is flawless. It will definitely succeed."
Wales smiled mysteriously and said, "Let's wait and see."
When Tang Zheng returned to school, he found out that people on the Internet were arguing about him. He laughed it off. This situation was already within his expectations.
But what surprised him was that even Qi Shaowen seemed to have heard about the storm he caused. He specifically talked to him and encouraged him, "Tang Zheng, Hua Xia martial arts are a part of our traditional culture. In fact, we archaeologists are also the inheritor and promotion of our traditional culture. What you did this time is similar to what we did. So, you must work hard and let the world see the quintessence of our national culture."
Tang Zheng was slightly surprised. He immediately nodded and said, "Professor Qi, I'll be busy with the martial arts competition these days. I'm afraid that I'll miss a lot of classes in school."
Qi Shaowen smiled disapprovingly and said, "These classes are nothing. With your strength, you can make up for it in the future. When your martial arts competition is over, I'll take you to Diannan. "
"Oh, why are we going to Diannan?"
"I heard that there's a new archaeological discovery. We archaeologists often have on-site internships, but freshmen don't have this program. But you're my apprentice. Of course, I can't let go of such a good opportunity. Come with me when the time comes," Qi Shaowen explained.
Tang Zheng nodded, but he didn't think about what the new archaeological discovery was.
The next day, the qualifying match began. It was still at the National Stadium. There were only 20 fighters left. This match would eliminate half of them, leaving only 10 fighters.
This competition was even more intense, and foreign players would also be participating. Hence, most of the seats in the stadium were filled. Because of the elimination round, there were deaths. Although the police determined that it was a sudden heart attack, this martial arts convention was still tainted with the smell of blood.
When Tang Zheng walked into the stadium, there were two distinct types of shouts in the crowd. One was to support him, and the other was to insult him. Especially the disciple of the deceased yesterday, he couldn't wait to rush up and punch him.
Tang Zheng ignored him and quietly walked to the backstage players' lounge. Li Xiaotian and Ye Dingdang followed beside him. The combination of the two beauties made him even more eye-catching, firmly grabbing everyone's attention.
"These people really can't tell right from wrong. You were clearly wronged, but there are still so many people blaming you and insulting you." Ye Dingdang said indignantly.
"Their mouths are growing on their bodies. Can you stop them?" Li Xiaotian retorted.
Ye Dingdang glared. "They dare to insult Tang Zheng. I won't let them go."
Tang Zheng patted her shoulder and comforted her. "Don't be so sensitive. They said it. I won't lose a piece of meat. It's okay."
The qualifying match was decided by drawing lots. Hua Xia had a total of eight fighters, while the Western Empire had six, Island nation had three, Korea had two, and Siam had one. There were a total of 20 fighters.
After the drawing of lots, Tang Zheng drew a Korean man named Pu Jintai. He was very delicate and a little effeminate.
Pu Jintai glanced at him and snorted disdainfully. Then he walked to the front of the ring.
There were a total of ten matches in this qualifying match. The Martial Arts Association prepared ten rings at once, and all the fighters walked onto the ring at once.
The audience immediately cheered. Many people shouted the name of Brother Kung Fu. Tang Zheng undoubtedly became the focus of attention.
The other Hua Xia fighters all looked ashamed. This match was also their home ground, but they didn't have any sense of presence. Especially when they saw the fighters standing on the other side, their legs trembled.
The Martial Arts Association gave them a death order. They must survive this qualifying match. Otherwise, it would be too embarrassing. But they were obviously not on the same level as the opponent. How could they survive?
Many people felt bitter in their hearts. They wished they could just give up. But in front of thousands of spectators, giving up would probably drown them in saliva.
They could only brace themselves and go on.
With a ding dong, the golden gong sounded. The qualifying match began.
The crowd suddenly quieted down and held their breaths. The atmosphere in the arena instantly became oppressive. People couldn't help but feel nervous.
The reporters aimed their cameras at the ring, clearly recording every moment. The relevant personnel of the Martial Arts Association sat on the rostrum and watched the match condescendingly. Yu Zhankui, in particular, had a sullen face. His eyes swept between the rings and finally locked on to Tang Zheng. The resentment in his eyes flickered.
"Tang Zheng, I'll let you jump around for a few days. Humph, this time you actually drew Pu Jintai. He is a Taekwondo master. Even if you can win, you must suffer a big loss."
Most of the audience's attention was attracted by Tang Zheng's ring. After all, this Korean man didn't seem to be a showy fighter. He must have real skills. It was not so easy to win.
Bang!
With a muffled sound, a fighter in the ring flew out of the ring and hit the ground. He was in a sorry state. He wailed and couldn't move.
This person was Hua Xia, and his opponent was a Westerner. In just ten moves, he made his opponent lose the match.
The audience couldn't help but exclaim and gasp. This Westerner was too strong. They weren't even in the same order of magnitude.
At the same time, the other Westerners' fighting strength instantly erupted. This time, four of Hua Xia's eight people were fighting Westerners. The other two were fighting Island nation people, one was fighting Siamese Sompa, and the last one was fighting Tang Zheng against Korean man Pu Jintai.
So when the Westerner launched his attack, the others also launched their attacks. Shadows flew in the ring, and screams sounded one after another.
These screams were all from Hua Xia. Except for Tang Zheng, the gap between the others and their opponents was too big.
One of them was grabbed by the hands of a Westerner. Fists rained down on his body. That person didn't have the strength to fight back. However, the Westerner didn't stop. He attacked unscrupulously. In the end, the Hua Xia man fainted and lay on the ground like a pile of mud. Only then did the Westerner stop.
Similar scenes played out one after another. These Westerners were high and mighty. They wantonly humiliated Hua Xia's contestants. Even after Hua Xia's contestants took the initiative to admit defeat, the Westerners didn't stop and continued to beat them up.
This was like a slap to the face. It was loud and clear on the faces of all Hua Xia's contestants. Many of the audience's cheeks were red with shame.
"Don't force it. That person begged for mercy, but he still didn't stop."
"Yes, this is bullying at their doorstep. It's as if they really want to kill him."
Yu Zhankui looked at the ring expressionlessly. As he watched Hua Xia's contestants fall one by one, his heart bloomed with joy.
Let the fight be even more brutal and fierce. Let all Hua Xia's contestants lose face and break down mentally.
This was the result of his deliberate arrangement. He wanted to play with these Hua Xia's contestants in front of thousands of spectators and make Hua Xia's contestants lose face.
"Trash, a bunch of trash. What kind of broken martial arts is this? It's worthless and useless. You can't even take a few punches." Angry curses and taunts came from the audience.
This caused some of the contestants who were still struggling to hold on to collapse instantly. They were trampled on like mud by their opponents.
The Island nation, Korean, and Siamese contestants were slightly more restrained than the Westerners. However, everyone's attacks were very sharp. They defeated their opponents in a few moves.
Therefore, in a flash, the competition came to an end. Victory and defeat had already been decided on the seven rings. These were all seven Hua Xia's rings. Hua Xia's contestants were all defeated, leaving only the arrogant foreigners.
In the remaining three rings, other than Tang Zheng's, there were two other Island nation contestants and Westerners fighting. The contestants in these two rings were evenly matched. The fight was very exciting, and it was difficult to tell who had the upper hand.
The only Hua Xia's ring was particularly eye-catching. Everyone's gaze was focused on it. Tang Zheng naturally saw that Hua Xia's contestants were almost completely wiped out. Now, he was the only one left.
Opposite him, Pu Jintai had been waiting for an opportunity to make a move. When he saw Tang Zheng was calm, he was a little nervous and did not dare to make a move rashly.
Tang Zheng saw that his compatriots were defeated one by one, and the audience roared, "Idiots, a bunch of idiots. Shameful, too shameful."
"Is this Hua Xia's martial arts? I said that Hua Xia's martial arts were showy but impractical. This finally proved one point."
"You think I believe in Hua Xia's martial arts? It's really too disappointing."
Many people in the audience felt their hearts bleed.
"The audience has lost their confidence. Then I will show them the real Hua Xia's martial arts." Tang Zheng moved his head, and his body moved as well. Like a tornado, he rolled toward Pu Jintai.
Pu Jintai saw that Tang Zheng had made a move. Instead of retreating, he moved forward. He also roared and kicked with a long leg, bringing with it a whistling sound.
Tang Zheng directly ignored his opponent's counterattack. He jumped up and looked down from above. Pu Jintai also jumped up. The wind blew his hair, revealing his handsome face, which was quite attractive.
Whoosh!
Tang Zheng simply whipped his leg at his opponent, and Pu Jintai also kicked his leg to block.
Bang!
With a crisp sound, Pu Jintai seemed to have been hit by a meteorite. His leg directly spurted blood, and his long leg bent at a strange angle.
His body flew up like a willow catkin and flew directly out of the ring. He flew several meters away before landing heavily. His head hit the ground and he fainted.
In one move, Tang Zheng only used one move to defeat hundreds of Taekwondo masters who were not bad in the eyes of others. Suddenly, everyone looked at him in disbelief.
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