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According to rumors, the physical fitness of black people is easy to practice martial arts because of their strong martial arts, rough skin and thick flesh.
So in these years, a large number of African blacks have poured into China, wanting to spy on China's martial arts and join it.
In addition, some local warriors also believed in this rumor, and at the same time, in order to supplement their own power, they were opportunistic, so they selected some black people with good health and trained them.
So over time, a class of black warriors appeared in China. These people often appeared as thugs, and they hurt people when they shot. With their rough skin and thick flesh, even many local warriors dared not easily provoke them.
At today's Quartet Conference, it is well known that the Lu family, which has lost the support of the Martial Arts Association and the three major sects, is the weakest.
This Thomas, who came up with a name to challenge the Lu family, made it clear that he had no good intentions.
At this moment, Lu Qingya's face is extremely ugly. How can her majestic northern royal family tolerate a provocation from a foreigner.
However, people from several other major forces saw an African nigger showing off his might, not only did not have the slightest national sentiment, but even watched with a sneer at how the Lu family made moves.
Yin Chen looked at Thomas on the stage indifferently, with a cold arc drawn at the corner of his mouth.
He does not discriminate against people of color in this world, but Thomas on stage is a bit too arrogant!
Under the stage, King Ye Luo was wearing sunglasses, hiding in the crowd, watching all this indifferently,
Chu Long beside him frowned and said angrily:
"Director Ye, this alien black man is too rampant. No matter how you say it, the old man of the Lu family is also the elder of our three dynasties in China. This bastard made it clear that he didn't take the Lu family seriously, and he didn't think he was anything. My land of China is so arrogant!"
King Ye Luo looked indifferent, and said in a cold and gloomy voice: "After the Quartet Conference is over, I want to arrest someone! Whoever dares to protect him, I will kill him!"
Compared to those who watched Thomas provoke the Lu family, but still sneered, King Ye Luo is a real man with a national complex!
The dragon group, the sword of the country, defends against the enemy externally and secures the people internally!
Today, if an outsider dares to bully his fellow clansmen on his own territory, King Ye Luo will never let him go.
This is also his unshirkable responsibility as the sword envoy of the Dragon Team!
"The great Lu family, isn't there even one person who dares to accept my challenge?"
Looking at the silent Lu family in the audience, Thomas laughed triumphantly, then spat on the ground with a "bah", and said with disgust on his face, "What kind of broken royal family, in front of my uncle, they are just shrunken turtles."
"Old Lu, go and screw that nigger's head off for me!" Lu Qingya gritted her silver teeth.
"Yes, Miss!"
Lu Lao couldn't help but want to deal with this nigger. Upon hearing Lu Qingya's order, he nodded immediately.
Immediately, he raised his cloudy but energetic old eyes, and shouted angrily: "Little nigger, Hugh is crazy, I, Louise, will meet you!"
After talking about his figure, his old and strong body fell on the ring like an arrow.
"good!"
There was a burst of applause from the audience.
Compared with those major forces with their own ulterior motives, the audience in the audience, their hearts were completely inclined to the side of Louis Feng, who showed the Chinese martial arts prowess.
Besides, how can the dignified Chinese people be looked down upon by mere barbarians.
Everyone will naturally support Louis Feng more.
"Please!" Thomas said playfully.
After finishing speaking, he suddenly jumped up from the ground, like a spring, and rushed towards Lu Lao with a black fist.
This sudden punch was not only unexpected, but also mixed with a lot of Thomas' internal strength. Accompanied by the sound of tearing the air, the brazen power of this punch immediately changed the color of the audience.
Lu Lao's face darkened, he secretly thought that he was mean, and he quickly leaned back to avoid the thunderous blow.
But Thomas was relentless when he gained power, he missed with one punch, and another punch came again. The powerful punch seemed to be mixed with a thousand pounds of force, and it came with a roar like a broken bamboo.
Lu Lao clenched his teeth, because he lost the opportunity and could only fall into a passive situation due to the difference of one move.
When the fists and palms met, Lu Lao was immediately shocked back several steps. He only felt that the opponent's black fist was unbelievably heavy. His entire arm was numb from the shock.
Old Lu's heart sank, and the secret path was not good. The opponent is not only slightly better thanHe, and his young and strong physique, even had the upper hand in the confrontation with him.
Next, under Thomas' stormy offensive, Lu Lao had no choice but to be in a passive situation, struggling to support.
However, Thomas seemed to be surprisingly strong, his powerful punches did not reveal any flaws that could be exploited by Lu Lao, and within a few moves, Lu Lao was surrounded by danger.
The audience, which was still full of enthusiasm, became silent at the moment, and they all stared at Lu Lao on the stage being suppressed by African black ghosts.
Under the stage, Lu Qingya's face turned extremely ugly. She thought that no matter how bad Lu Lao was, it was more than enough to deal with a black man, but she never thought that the other party was so strong that even Lu Lao was beaten completely. Fight back.
She asked Yin Chen anxiously: "Mr. Yin, who will lose in the end, Mr. Lu or that black man?"
Yin Chen's expression was indifferent, and he said directly: "Within ten moves, Lu Lao will definitely lose!"
"What?"
Lu Qingya despaired instantly. Lu Lao is already the strongest expert on their side. If he loses to a barbarian today, how can the Lu family still have face in the north?
What's more, this is only the first opponent. The Luoshamen and Wen family who are still waiting to make trouble have not yet made a move. Although the Lu family disdains to compete for benefits today, they absolutely cannot bear such a big shame.
"Mr. Yin, can I invite you later"
In anxiety and helplessness, Lu Qingya could only cast her eyes on Yin Chen for help.
If Yin Chen is willing to make a move, there may still be a chance of turning around today.
"Don't worry, today's Quartet Conference is destined to be an unforgettable conference!"
Yin Chen was noncommittal, with an unfathomable expression on his face. After taking a few sips of the tea that Lu Qingya made for him, he continued to pay attention to the situation on the stage.
Although Thomas' moves are fatal, in Yin Chen's tricky eyes, they are full of loopholes.
Every move and every style of Thomas's flaws. He could see everything clearly and clearly.
In fact, Thomas only suppressed Lu Lao by relying on tyrannical brute force to cover up his lack of moves.
But at this moment, under Thomas' several punches, Lu Lao has gradually reached the point of exhaustion. He panted heavily, watching Thomas' black fist continue to magnify in his eyes (Remember this website website: www .hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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