After Wang Fan had fused with Feng Yuxiu's Character Summon Card, he had limped.
He also gradually disappeared from the building.
At this moment, in a boxing gym not far away.
"Xu Xiaodong, Xu Xiaodong!"
"Xu Xiaodong is so strong. The boxing champion is indeed extraordinary.”
"F * ck, I think he can kill a cow with one punch.”
There was a live broadcast in the boxing arena. A tall man stood in the center of the ring.
The man had bronze skin, and his muscles were knotted. He had a crew cut, wore a gray vest, and had a beard.
He was saying something to the people in front of the screen.
"Hello everyone, I am Xu Xiaodong."
"Today, I sent out a battle invitation, inviting Monk Erlong to come to the boxing gym to fight.”
"Monk Erlong, you claim to be the best fist in the world. I wonder how many punches you can take in front of me, the Fist King Xu Xiaodong?”
"Forgive me for being blunt, but martial arts is trash!”
Xu Xiaodong sneered, his voice resonating with the hearts of many people present.
"That's right. Martial arts is just a fake thing that our ancestors imagined! Back when they were forced to open their doors to the country, they could only fantasize about such fake things to comfort themselves.”
"Martial arts do not exist! The Fist King had faked several masters in a row, but none of the so-called martial arts grandmasters in the great country dared to step forward.”
"Haha, some time ago, a boxing enthusiast knocked out Taiji Master Ma in 30 seconds.”
Some people in the live broadcast room also laughed.
The number of people watching this live broadcast was not small, reaching millions.
They were all waiting for the appearance of the Monk Erlong.
However, they had already waited for a long time, but the Monk Erlong had yet to appear.
Xu Xiaodong suddenly frowned, then grinned and said mockingly,"
"Why hasn't the Monk Erlong come yet? Could it be that they're afraid? Was the so-called last dignity of the martial arts world really so fragile?”
Xu Xiaodong said on the stage, and the audience could hear him clearly.
Seeing this, everyone once again felt contempt for the so-called martial arts.
Martial arts?
It's already 0202, and you're still talking about martial arts!
Martial arts might have existed in the past, but now, there were probably only some people who had flashy moves!
This world did not have the names of Huang Feihong, Ye Wen, Huo Yuanjia, and the other martial arts grandmasters.
They disappeared in the long river of history, so people were not interested in martial arts at all!
However, martial arts did exist.
Xu Xiaodong also shook his head.
Then he sneered,"Since he's not coming, then this competition will be invalid!" Brothers, let's go!"
Everyone burst into laughter.
Then, he began to praise the boxing champion.
"As expected, Western boxing is still the best in the world.”
"Only martial arts that can be used in actual combat are good martial arts!”
"Sigh, it's a pity that those foreigners really think that our country has martial arts. Hahaha, I think I can only stay in the park and strengthen my body with the old men!”
But at this moment.
Suddenly, an ethereal and cold voice rang out in the entire boxing gym.
The moment this voice appeared, it made many people's hair stand on end.
Because this voice was too vicious.
"Xu Xiaodong, your fist art is recognized as the best in China.”
"You're the boxing champion and the underground boxing killer king. You're a boxing master, but you're tarnishing the name of Chinese martial arts here.”
"You've really disgraced your title as a Shaolin Temple disciple.”
At this moment, this voice resounded throughout the boxing gym.
It carried an endless amount of viciousness and violence.
Who was this person?
Where was he?
Many people were stunned. They turned to look, but they realized that they could not see the owner of this voice at all!
"Who are you?"
Xu Xiaodong also felt an inexplicable sense of fear rising from the bottom of his heart.
Then, he saw a man in a black hoodie.
At this moment, he was standing steadily on the high beam of the boxing gym!
He stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at Xu Xiaodong from above.
His black hoodie only revealed his eyes and half of his face with a sneer.
The people present were also stunned. This man was actually standing steadily on the pillar in the sky?
After all, this was a boxing arena. There was no place to go up.
How did this man get up there?
"Junior Feng Yuxiu has learned his lesson."
At this moment, Wang Fan's ruthless voice once again resounded in all directions from the high pillar of the boxing stadium!
Then, he slowly jumped down.
His body landed on the ground. Even though he was falling from a height of several meters, he was still as steady as flat ground!
Bang!
At this moment, he landed on the stage in an instant, causing the entire stage to tremble slightly.
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