The Return of the City’s Cultivation

"How can I compare to your Muay Thai as a master of Hua Guo?"

Ye Tian looked at Wang Tianhua, who was paralyzed underground, and asked these words faintly. His voice was not loud, but it passed into everyone’s ears, but no one answered him at the scene, and the audience hadn’t heard from just now Recovered from the shock.

"He knocked death down?"

Everyone was dumbfounded, and some couldn't believe it. They were not defeated. They had always been the **** of death who knocked out others. They were just knocked to the ground by the ordinary young man with crushing strength, without any resistance.

The myth of undefeated, defeated!

"What a beautiful means."

"Like a butterfly."

Everyone murmured to themselves, their eyes blurred. Just now, Ye Tian's movements were chic and elegant, using almost artistic techniques to show the cutting, twisting, frustrating, and spinning of Huaguo's capture technique. Everyone just felt like a butterfly wearing a flower. It's more like dancing.

"This is the inheritance of Chinese martial arts!"

Ye Tian didn't care about everyone's gaze, and before Wang Tianhua answered, he calmly spoke again: "In fact, whether it is Muay Thai or Chinese fighting skills, there is no difference between strengths and weaknesses, it's just that the cultivators are different."

Standing with his hands in his hands, he spoke with a calm and firm tone, calm and calm, with a masterful demeanor of his own.

"Ah, he is so handsome!"

Many Bai Fumi looked at Ye Tian screaming. This ordinary teenager exuded a unique charm at this moment, causing them to admire the little star in their eyes, and the little deer on their chests.

"And I am a great Chinese nation, with a long-standing civilization for thousands of years, and the martial arts handed down are definitely not weaker than any fighting skill in the world. I believe that there are people in the Chinese National Assembly who will bring Chinese martial arts in the near future. , Standing on the pinnacle of world fighting, is looked up to."

When Ye Tian spoke, he lifted his head and looked up slightly, as if he was expecting something, what he was consigning, it was a kind of tolerance and tolerance, which was impressive.

He has cultivated for six hundred years, has been to countless stars, and has seen countless civilizations. He has different visions and naturally has great feelings.

"Ah, I love you!"

Some Bai Fumei can't control their heartbeat, because this is really the best, most attractive, and most willing man they have ever seen. He is so calm. So dusty.

Between Ye Tian's words, fans instantly circled, and some even screamed directly.

"Yes, my Dahua Country is no weaker than anyone!"

Everyone was also excited, and many people responded to Ye Tian's words.

"Without such confidence, how can Chinese martial arts stand at the top of the world."

No one paid any attention to Wang Tianhua anymore, and all looked at Ye Tian. In front of righteousness, people like Wang Tianhua were still a minority.

Zhao Jingqi on the side, hearing Ye Tian's words, was shocked, looking at him incredible, feeling that she had fallen into the abyss and was pulled out by him. There was a warm feeling in her heart, and she also felt regretful at the same time: "This He is a real master and never cares about me."

"Ye Tian, ​​right? I made you a friend today."

"I know about your Ye family and Wang family. If you have any needs, just speak up."

There are many rich second generations who are impressed by Ye Tian and want to get acquainted with him.

"Ha, you Chinese people can only speak big words and lie to yourself."

At this time, a voice rang out in bad Chinese, and everyone looked at it. Who else could that seem to be a weak body, not Ba Songshan?

Everyone didn't expect that he could speak Chinese, but before he was surprised, Ba Songshan had already walked to the ring step by step.

His steps are very light, "Da Da Da", but every step seems to have stepped on a person's heart, his whole body burst out with a bitter killing intent, and a cold air that penetrates the bottom of the heart, his eyes and tone revealed The fierceness that came out made people shudder, and everyone looked terrified, a little pale, and subconsciously moved away from him, giving him a way.

Ba Songshan walked halfway and stopped in front of a wooden pile. Suddenly he turned over and hung upside down. His right leg turned into a flash of lightning, and it swept across the wooden pile with a bang. The whole wooden pile seemed to explode. The crackling broke into countless pieces of rotten wood, splashing everywhere.

Everyone screamed "Ah", and many girls even covered their mouths. It was surprising that just one leg could kick the wooden pile into pieces, but the wooden pile was solid wood on the outside, but steel bars inside. I saw that one. A section of steel bar that is high in meters has become U-shaped.

"He is a hundred times and a thousand times more terrifying than Wang Tianhua!"

Everyone took a few steps back in fright, and looked at him with round eyes. This leg, the steel bars were bent, and fell on a person’s arm or leg, then the bones would break and the tendons would break. If it fell on the person’s head Up? There is no doubt that he will die.

"Huaguo martial arts, it's arrogance and routine, actual combat, bad!"

Ba Songshan looked at Ye Tian like a demonstration and shook his head, his face very disdainful.

"I'm in Siberia, and I practice training every day. I fight with beasts. I use steel bars and steel to practice boxing and legs."

Ye Tian didn't feel any aura fluctuations in his body. Obviously, his ability to obtain such strength was the result of his training at the cost of life.

Ye Tian knows very well that black market boxing is different from any current popular fighting technique. Fighting there, falling to the ground is equivalent to death, and they have to work hard to ensure that they can survive and kill their opponents.

Ba Songshan added: "I have killed 126 black market fighters, and the fight has never exceeded four minutes."

The hearts of everyone listening were cold. This record meant that he had stood at the pinnacle of world combat and was a truly invincible figure. Maybe there was no opponent in the world who could compete with him unarmed.

Ba Songshan followed and pointed to Ye Tian: "You keep saying that Huaguo Wushu can stand on top of the world and defeat me. Now you can become a top figure in the fighting world and stand on top."

"Boy, do you dare to fight with me?"

When everyone heard him say this, they all persuaded Ye Tian loudly.

"No, Ye Tian, ​​I can't agree, it's not worth it."

"He's here to kill people. Maybe no one in China is his opponent."

Everyone was sweating on their faces anxiously, and they had no idea. Ye Tian agreed to ruin his own life. This was no longer a simple game, but a battle of life and death.

"Hey, kowtow to me, respect me Muay Thai, and I will spare you!"

Ba Song looked at Ye Tian with a playful look.

However, Ye Tian shook his head at the persuading crowd, his eyes were directed at Ba Songshan, and he touched his chin and said: "Come, let me see your killing skills."

"what!?"

Everyone was shocked and didn't expect Ye Tian to respond. But no one felt him stupid at this moment. At this moment, Ye Tian represented all of them and represented the martial arts of China. He showed fearless courage in the face of life and death and righteousness. This made everyone again. Admiration, heartache again.

"Why are you so stupid!"

Zhao Jingqi’s tears were falling down. At this moment, Ye Tian was facing life and death for the sake of Huaguo martial arts. The small figure pierced her flesh and blood like a sharp arrow. Her heart called He could no longer forget, leaving an indelible mark, and she suddenly cried: "Ye Tian, ​​yes... I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

How could Ba Songshan care about the ants in his eyes, smiling coldly like a knife: "Boy, you will be the 127th!"