As Zheng Weiji listened to the ear-piercing laughter coming from below the stage and looked at Tai Lai who was clamoring in front of him, anger flashed across his face. He knew that this foreigner was bullying him, so he naturally would not hold back. He swung his right fist and punched Tai Lai's head fiercely.
Bang! The head was a part of the human body. Although Tai Lai was a little arrogant, he was not a fool. He would not allow Zheng Weiji to punch him. He blocked Zheng Weiji's right fist with one hand and used a simple uppercut to knock Zheng Weiji out.
Seeing his disciple knocked unconscious, Hong Zhennan couldn't sit still anymore. Just as he was about to get up, Fei Bo, who was sitting beside him, pressed him down and shook his head.
“!!” After knocking Zheng Weiji out with a punch, Tai Lai looked down on the so-called "Chinese Kungfu" even more as he shouted at the remaining Hong Quan disciples.
When the rest of the Hong Quan disciples saw their Big Senior Brother being beaten up, and when they saw Tai Lai's smug expression, they couldn't hold it in anymore. They didn't care if he was the British Boxing Champion, and all of them waved their fists and kicked their legs, rushing towards Tai Lai.
Although Tai Lai was detestable, and most of the so-called boxing champions abroad only paid attention to physical strength and the speed of their punches, when their speed and strength reached a certain level, it was not something that ordinary people could deal with. Therefore, when seven or eight Hong Quan disciples swarmed Tai Lai, not only did they fail to knock him down, but they were all knocked out by Tai Lai with a few punches and kicks.
Seeing his own disciple being beaten up, Hong Zhennan, who had been sitting below, could no longer sit still. Just as he was about to get up, he was stopped by Fei Bo, who was sitting beside him. Fei Bo and Hong Zhennan had been old friends for decades. How could he not know Hong Zhennan's temper? It was just that Hong Zhennan had already offended Ghosthead. If something were to happen now, then Hong Zhennan really wouldn't be able to stay in Hong Kong anymore.
Hong Zhennan naturally understood Fei Bo's good intentions. He saw Fei Bo shake his head at him. After thinking for a moment, he sat down.
The movement below the stage naturally did not affect the people above. After Tai Lai knocked down the Hong Quan disciple. His aura instantly became even more arrogant, and he roared at the sky with an insufferably arrogant attitude. He laughed wildly and said, "This is true power!"
Seeing Tai Lai's insufferably arrogant attitude on the stage, Hong Zhennan's expression sank. Just as he was about to ignore Fei Bo's obstruction, he saw Ghost Head staring at him from behind. Ghost Head stretched out his index finger, pointed at him, and then shook his finger at him.
Seeing the ghost head's actions, Hong Zhennan's face turned ashen, and he wanted to charge forward. However, when he thought of the more than two hundred disciples and thousands of families who were eating behind him, he immediately sat down unwillingly.
"Amazing! Well done! Tornado!! The British people below the stage applauded and cheered when they saw that their country's boxing champion was so powerful in another country. Some even whistled.
The disciples of various sects, who were waiting for the Hong Quan disciples to finish their performance, saw that all the Hong Quan disciples had fainted. They quickly lifted the ropes and carried the fainted Hong Quan disciples to the side for treatment.
"This is Chinese Martial Arts? Hu! Looking at the disciples of various sects who were busy treating the Hong Quan disciples, Tai Lai imitated Hong Quan's movements and mocked them in English, "You guys should just go back and dance!"
"The boxing champion said that your Chinese Martial Arts are useless. You should just go back and dance!" The interpreter at the side shouted into the microphone.
"What did you say? Foreigner! "
"You're courting death, damn foreigner!"
Hearing the interpreter's translation, the martial artists of various sects who were originally sitting below the stage immediately became agitated. One by one, they pointed at Tai Lai and cursed.
Ye Xuan and Ye Wen naturally sat up, but neither of them cursed like the martial artists of other sects. Ye Wen looked at Huang Liang and the rest who had rushed to the stage worriedly, while Ye Xuan stared at the arrogant Tai Lai with a cold gleam flickering in his eyes.
The entire competition hall was in a mess, including the stage. Many people rushed to the stage, wanting to beat Tai Lai up. Meanwhile, the official representative of the boxing competition also ran up to the stage with a bunch of people, wanting to stop the conflict.
The people on both sides were fighting intensely. Not only was Tai Lai not afraid of the conflict, but he also seemed to find it exciting. He would bark at the people who rushed to the stage from time to time like a mad dog.
Not only was Huang Liang a young man, but he was also a hot-blooded young man. Seeing that Tai Lai not only injured the Hong Quan disciples but also insulted Chinese Martial Arts, rage flashed through his face. He lifted the ring rope and walked along the edge of the stage. Very soon, he arrived behind Tai Lai.
When Huang Liang arrived behind Tai Lai, he saw Tai Lai knocking down the people who ran past him with a punch. Huang Liang was furious and punched Tai Lai's head.
As the boxing champion, Tai Lai had rich experience in actual combat. Even in the hustle and bustle, he could still hear the wind from the punch behind his head. After dodging Huang Liang's punch with a tilt of his head, he subsequently punched Huang Liang's head and knocked him down directly.
"Ah Liang!" Seeing that his disciple was knocked out, Ye Wen couldn't just sit back and watch. He shouted out in concern and ran toward the stage.
When Ye Xuan saw that Ye Wen had made a move, he felt that there was no need to wait any longer. He followed behind Ye Wen and ran toward the stage.
At the same time, when Hong Zhennan saw that the situation had developed in such a way, he didn't care about Ghosthead or Yao Tou anymore. With a leap of his muscular body, he also leaped toward the stage.
"What should we do?" Seeing that the entire arena was in chaos, Fei Bo looked at Ghosthead behind him.
"Fei Bo, don't be nervous. Just sit back and watch the show!" Ghosthead said nonchalantly. After all, this was Hong Kong, a colony of the British Empire. Naturally, he wouldn't let the boxing champion of the British Empire suffer a loss.
"Ah Liang, how are you?" When Ye Wen arrived at the stage, the first person he thought of was Huang Liang. After seeing that Huang Liang had completely fainted, he looked at the chaotic stage and said to the disciples who rushed over to save Huang Liang, "Hurry up and help him to rest!"
"Stop fighting, stop fighting!"
"Don't fight, don't fight!"
After Ye Wen dealt with Huang Liang, he, Ye Xuan, and Hong Zhennan helped to separate the two groups of people. However, Tai Lai was very excited about such a scene. He didn't care about right or wrong, and as long as he saw someone from China, he would throw a punch at them.
"Hey, stop fighting!"
Seeing that Tai Lai was still beating up his compatriots, Ye Wen shouted. Just as he was about to go up and stop him, a figure suddenly flashed over from the side and stood in front of him and Tai Lai.
Tai Lai saw another yellow-skinned monkey who wasn't afraid of death standing in front of him. The corners of his mouth curled into a cruel sneer as he swung his fist at the yellow-skinned monkey's head. Tai Lai was sure. As long as this yellow-skinned monkey was hit by his punch, he would have to spend the rest of his life lying in bed at the very least.
Looking at the incoming fist, Ye Xuan smiled coldly. With his agility that was seven to eight times that of an ordinary person, Tai Lai's fist was like a snail. Ye Xuan tilted his head slightly and easily dodged Tai Lai's fist. Then, he clenched his fist. With 30% of his strength, his fist smashed toward Tai Lai's chest.
Bam!
A muffled sound of skin hitting flesh could be heard. Tai Lai only felt a huge force hitting his chest and he took seven to eight steps back. He only stopped when he reached the ring ropes.
Feeling the intense pain coming from his chest, Tai Lai was stunned when he saw the yellow-skinned monkey who was half a head shorter than him. Then, a murderous glint flashed in his eyes. If it wasn't for his instructor who ran up to him and hugged him, he would have rushed up to fight with Ye Xuan again.
Looking at Tai Lai, who seemed to be only feeling pain but was still ferocious, Ye Xuan frowned. He didn't expect this Englishman's body to be so strong. Although he only used 30% of his strength in that punch, it was at least 180 kilograms. An ordinary person's punch wouldn't exceed 50 kilograms. It seemed like he had to use more strength next time.
"Don't fight!" At this moment, Hong Zhennan had finally calmed down one side. Seeing that the other side had settled, he quickly ran over and stood in the middle and shouted.
As he shouted, the ring finally calmed down slowly.
Looking at Tai Lai who was about to charge at him like a mad dog, Hong Zhennan shouted, "Host, come here!"
"We're performing Chinese Martial Arts, but you don't like it. You can leave, but it's wrong of you to hurt someone. You should apologize to us! "Hong Zhennan said to Tai Lai confidently.
"He wants you to apologize!" The host skipped the first half of what Hong Zhennan said and only translated the last sentence.
"What? Apologize? "Tai Lai looked at Hong Zhennan and sneered. He sneered, "What kind of stupid Chinese tradition is this? The winner needs to apologize to the loser? If that's really the case, don't I have to apologize every day? "
"Old man, you want me to apologize? Then you'll have to defeat me in the ring now! "Tai Lai glanced at Hong Zhennan and then turned his head to Ye Xuan, glaring at him fiercely!
Tai Lai said those words in English. The people in the ring were all martial artists, so how would it be possible for them to learn English? Of course, except for one person.
"Alright, since you said that, I'll challenge you now! Do you accept my challenge? "To everyone's surprise, Ye Xuan pointed his finger at Tai Lai all of a sudden and said in a loud voice.
From the beginning to the end, apart from the Englishman in the ring, the Chinese people had no idea what Ye Xuan and Tai Lai were talking about at all. When the interpreter translated the conversation between the two of them, a commotion finally broke out in the boxing arena.
"Great, Master Ye Xuan, you're great! Beat this foreign devil to death!"
"Great job, Master Ye Xuan, you've done well for us Chinese!"
…
Ye Xuan stared at Tai Lai without blinking and waited for his answer, paying no attention to the clamor of the people around him.
As the English boxing champion, how could Tai Lai reject this in such a public setting? Moreover, he wanted to take revenge for the punch earlier. A ferocious gleam flashed through his eyes as he looked at Ye Xuan. He said fiercely, "I accept, I'll definitely return the punch earlier to you."
"Great!" Ye Xuan ignored Tai Lai's threat and suddenly turned his head to the emcee. "Emcee, come here!"
After the emcee came over, Ye Xuan extended his arm and snatched the microphone from the emcee's hand. He spoke to the microphone with his mouth and his voice spread throughout the venue, "Then, I request to sign the 'Life and Death Agreement'. Mr. Milos, do you dare?!"
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