The "Life and Death Agreement" was a waiver agreement signed by both parties before any life-threatening actions. The content was nothing more than "life and death will not be pursued", "life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor are determined by heaven", etc. The Life and Death Agreement was a contract written in black and white to ensure that both parties would go all out without hesitation. In China's modern martial arts arena, the contestants had to sign the Life and Death Agreement before the start of the competition. It was said that the hall of the Qing Dynasty martial arts master, Huo Yuanjia, was filled with Life and Death Agreements obtained from fights with human lives.
Ye Xuan spoke in Mandarin before the microphone. Hearing what Ye Xuan said, the Chinese people in the audience suddenly went silent, followed by an even louder cheer.
"You've got guts, Master Ye Xuan, I support you!"
"That's right, kill this damn foreigner!"
"Master Ye Xuan, good job, I want to give birth to your child …" (A love-struck young lady shouted from the audience …)
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Hearing the Chinese people's cheers, Tai Lai and the Englishman below the stage were stunned. They were puzzled and looked at the translator at the side at the same time.
The translator looked bitterly at Ye Xuan, who had snatched the microphone from his hand. After Ye Xuan snatched the microphone from him, he could not react in time at all. Ye Xuan was really pissed off at this translator. It was not a big deal for a translator to be so unprofessional, but how could he misinterpret someone else's words? He had intentionally misinterpreted Hong Zhennan's words just now. He might have intentionally caused a conflict between the Hua and British warriors. If he was not just a translator and had not been instructed to do so, Ye Xuan would have punched him so hard that he would be looking for claws all over the ground.
Seeing the translator looking at him with a bitter face, looking like he wanted to snatch the microphone back but was worried that he would beat him up, Ye Xuan smiled coldly. After glaring at him, he handed the microphone back to him.
Seeing the warning in Ye Xuan's eyes, the translator took the microphone first. Then he wiped the cold sweat that Ye Xuan had seen through him with his hand. Only then did he translate what Ye Xuan had just said.
Afraid that the British would not know what a "life and death agreement" was, the translator even explained the meaning of the "life and death agreement" in Hua Nation. The Englishmen who thought of themselves as gentlemen let out a gasp of surprise.
"Oh, my God. How could there be such a terrifying clause! "
"Oh my God, these Orientals are so barbaric!"
"Lord, you should spread your glory to the East and let them understand the true meaning of life!"
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Of course, where there were gentlemen, the chances of villains appearing were also much higher. For example:
"Oh, that sounds exciting. Tornado, kill that yellow-skinned monkey and stuff his head into his asshole! "
"Tornado, kill him! Burst his head like a watermelon!"
"Tornado, kill him and I'll be yours tonight!"
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"Do you dare, Mr. Milos?" Ye Xuan did not care about what was happening below the stage. He looked at Tai Lai, whose face had turned a little pale with a faint smile.
Tai Lai looked at Ye Xuan's faint smile and listened to his provocative voice. Tai Lai could not wait to rush up and smash the despicable guy's face with his fist.
Before he appeared, he did not take any of the Chinese seriously because to the Empire where the sun never sets, China represented poverty and backwardness. They even had the shiny title of "Sick Man of East Asia" above their heads. Moreover, this was a colony of the Empire where the sun never sets. In his eyes, the so-called "Chinese Kungfu" was just like the dancing ladies in the ballroom. When it came to fighting, he could kill a few of them with a single punch.
However, the guy in front of him changed his view of the yellow-skinned monkey. He did not expect that one of these "Sick Men of East Asia" could hurt him, the boxing champion of the British Empire.
Now, this guy actually issued a challenge to him in front of everyone. Tai Lai didn't know what gave him the courage to challenge him. He would definitely let that guy know that a monkey would always be a monkey. Even if he hurt him for a while, he would never be able to defeat him.
"You'll definitely pay for your stupid decision." Tai Lai looked at Ye Xuan with a deep voice, killing intent seeping out of his eyes.
Since both of them had decided, they went to rest and prepare respectively. Naturally, someone would write down the "Life and Death Agreement" and give it to them.
"Ah Hsuan, you were too rash this time. This is a battle of life and death. How could you make a decision so easily?" Ye Wen looked at Ye Xuan with a pained and concerned expression.
"Don't worry, Brother Wen. This boxing champion is not my match." Ye Xuan looked at Ye Wen with a smile. Coming to the movie world was not a waste after making such a friend.
"But you, sigh …" Seeing that Ye Xuan could still smile, Ye Wen sighed and stopped talking.
As a martial arts practitioner, he knew that preparation before a battle was the most important. He was afraid that if he said too much, it would affect Ye Xuan's performance in the upcoming battle. However, what he did not know was that Ye Xuan would never break his momentum for a mere Fist Champion at this moment.
"Master Ye Xuan, do your best!"
"Master Ye Xuan, do your best for us Chinese!"
"Master Ye Xuan …"
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Ever since they heard that Ye Xuan was going to have a duel with the British boxing champion, Tornado, who had insulted Chinese martial arts, and that he was even willing to sign a Life and Death Contract, all of the Hong Kong Martial Masters present at the scene were filled with admiration for Ye Xuan. They all came over to get to know Ye Xuan and even cheered him on. In an instant, there was not a single person in the venue who did not know Ye Xuan, and there was not a single person who did not know that Ye Xuan had opened a new martial arts dojo, "Mysterious Questioning Dojo"!
Outside the ring, the news of a Chinese rookie martial artist challenging the British boxing champion was reported back to their own newspaper office at lightning speed by the reporters present. Ever since the Empire of the Sun never set occupied China's Hong Kong, the ordinary people of Hong Kong had had enough of the foreigners' bullying and had long seen the foreigners' arrogance. This time, there was actually a martial arts master challenging the British boxing champion, and it was before the Western boxing competition. Not to mention that this was a matter that shocked the reputation of the Chinese people in Hong Kong, this matter itself was a big eye-catching event. This time, this matter should be reported in the newspapers. Therefore, all the newspaper offices that received the news from their reporters immediately rushed to print more copies. If it was not for Ghosthead's fear of implicating him by blowing up the matter, some of the newspaper offices would have stuffed the radio announcers into the arena.
"Selling newspapers, selling newspapers, the Chinese rookie martial artist challenges the British boxing champion …"
"Exclusive news, the past of the Chinese rookie martial artist …"
"Chinese boxing champion vs Chinese rookie martial artist, who will win and who will lose?"
"The head of the Royal Academy of Music judges that Master Ye Xuan will definitely win!"
"The British boxing champion insults Chinese martial arts, the Chinese rookie martial artist will not set in the Empire of the Sun never sets …"
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A series of bells rang from the side of the arena. At this moment, Ye Xuan, who was resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes. A cold gleam flashed across his pupils.
"Tyler, why did you make the decision yourself? Who told you to agree to compete with that yellow-skinned monkey? You even agreed to write a 'life or death agreement'. Idiot, do you know what a 'life or death agreement' means in China? It means that they can kill you in the arena! "Tyler's coach, John, shouted loudly as soon as he entered the resting room with Tyler.
"John, do you think I'll lose?" Tyler turned around and looked at John with a gloomy face.
"No!" John shook his head immediately when he saw Tyler's gloomy face. These guys were all unreasonable barbarians. John did not want to be fired after getting punched for no reason. "I just don't think it's necessary for you to compete with that kind of person. Moreover, it's a life or death battle, the kind where you might lose your life if you're not careful."
"So what? It's not like there aren't such boxing competitions in the UK. Who cares if you live or die in an underground boxing competition? "Tyler looked like he had seen too much.
"But you still have to compete with the strongest people from the United States, the Soviet Union, and Australia tomorrow. How can you waste your energy fighting that yellow-skinned monkey tomorrow?" John said anxiously.
"What do you know? Those Chinese are the 'sick men of East Asia'. Didn't you see that I can kill one of them with a single punch? As long as I defeat that Chinese kid with absolute strength tomorrow, not only will I be able to intimidate the powerhouses from the three countries, but I can also compete with the powerhouses from other countries with the momentum of victory. I'll be even stronger then! "Tyler said with a sinister smile on his face.
"Is that really the case?" John asked again.
"Of course! Alright, you can leave now. I'll be alone for a while. Later, I'll definitely beat that kid to death in the arena! " After saying that, Tyler ignored John and walked to the stool in the resting room. He closed his eyes and rested, preparing for the upcoming battle.
Thank you to "Yun Fei Yang 2013" and "Milk" for your tips!
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