A foul on the ice? I incarnate as Confucius Saint, I conquer people with virtue
5 As the descendant of a Saint, it’s reasonable for me to beat you up, right?

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As the Descendant of a Saint, It's Very Fair for Me to Beat You Up, Isn't It?

" F * ck!!!"

"F * ck!"

"He flew at least ten meters!?”

"I think it's twenty meters!"

"At a time like this, there's no need to compare with that ten meter Zhener!”

"If it wasn't for the guardrail, then Huang Da would be crippled!”

"Is this still that gentle and refined descendant of the Kong family?”

"The contrast is too great."

All the audience members were confused.

Yu Sheng looked at Kong Qianqiu in disbelief.

After Kong Qianqiu killed Huang Daxian,

As if nothing had happened, he was far ahead of the first place.

Feather Voice:

"Is this still that stranger Yu Ru from back then, the matchless scholar of the world?”

"He's different from the Kong Qianqiu I know.”

"Dragon, don't you pay attention to convincing people with reason?”

"This…"

Everyone's worldview was overturned.

In fact,

In recent years, we have given the international community a particularly humble impression.

He was especially low-key and didn't cause trouble.

Even if they were treated unfairly in some competitions, they would not retaliate fiercely.

For the sake of image,

If it was hard, he would let the athletes suffer.

This had to do with the background of Confucian culture. Reputation was more important than profit.

And it was precisely this style.

In addition, it had just developed over the years, giving many people the opportunity to look down on it!

Not to mention anything else,

If the bear's people were so violated by Kimchi,

Who cares about your rules and reputation?

Even if he didn't want to participate in the competition, he had to f * ck him up!

The kimchi jar was crushed by you!

If he didn't fight back, he wouldn't be able to return to China!

But today, the athlete couldn't tolerate the foul.

He directly retaliated with a beautiful roundhouse punch!

He almost killed that old foul!

These two punches.

It had brought out the anger of all the people!

It was as if all the grievances he had felt for so many years had been vented out in these two punches!

"F * ck, no matter what, who cares if he fouled or not? I just said that it was fun!!”

"It was so cool!"

"Hahaha, I told you to break the rules. You f * cking attacked first!”

"Vienna! Awesome!"

"I've long wanted to beat up these bastards!”

"Yes! He deserves it!"

"Kill this dog!"

"Brothers, put your awesome skills on the public screen!”

"Awesome!"

..............

A one-sided roar of anger erupted from the stadium and the Internet!

The live audience was in an uproar, and there was a tsunami of roars and applause.

On the Internet, in Douyin's live broadcast and Tengxun's live broadcast,

All kinds of comments filled the entire screen!

............

"What happened in this arena??”

"The gentle and refined Contestant Kong Qianqiu hit someone?”

The commentator, Bing Bing, was also dumbfounded.

Wang Meng quickly continued,

"What beating? That doesn't exist!"

"We just saw Kimchi foul.

Pushing my contestant Kong Qianqiu,

If Contestant Kong didn't control his center of gravity, he would be in great danger.

If he flew out of the arena at such a speed, he would definitely be seriously injured!”

"And just now, Contestant Kong Qianqiu unintentionally made a turn and swung his tail.

He accidentally sent Kimchi flying!”

"Yes, I did.

We could see very clearly that Kong Qianqiu was immersed in his short track speed skating.

The reason why I'm swinging my fist is because this is a technique that our team first created to balance the curve!

The kimchi flew out after colliding with Kong Qianqiu's fist!”

"Contestant Huang Da is unable to continue the competition. What a pity. I deeply regret it, hahahaha!“

Although he was regretful, he could not hide his smile!

Bing Bing gave him a thumbs up.

Sister, you're the one who can make things right.

..............

The result of the match was as expected!

Without Kimchi's foul intervention,

Kong Qianqiu was the first to enter the semifinals!

The entire audience cheered, and so did the Internet!

Kong Qianqiu slowed down.

It just so happened that they reached the place where Huang Da was lying.

This kid didn't die.

Of course, Kong Qianqiu couldn't possibly kill someone on the field. That would be troublesome.

Even if he didn't die, he was almost half-dead.

Two of his front teeth were smashed out by Kong Qianqiu.

His words were leaking.

His entire face was swollen like a pig's head!

"Ah Xi!"

"Sibaram!"

Huang Da's entire body was in intense pain, as if he had died once. He furiously cursed at Kong Qianqiu!

Beside him,

Those Kimchi members and coaches,

They were all cursing and protesting angrily!

However!

Kong Qianqiu's towering figure appeared, his muscles bulging.

He even raised his arm and was eager to try.

He raised his big palm and waved it in the air.

It brought with it bursts of palm wind.

These punks didn't dare to speak anymore!

F * ck!

She had thought that this kid was a gentle and temperamental person.

Now, he looked at it.

He was a madman who was even more terrifying than their country's Ma Dongxi, the Eight War God of the West!

The only difference was that the Eight Western War God was a fictional character in the movie and was blown up by the Internet.

And this Kong Qianqiu was real!

"What a good rabbit!"

"You are known as a country of etiquette and civilization."

"You're the host again, and you're only treating guests!?”

"Is this how you treat your guests?”

At this moment,

Kimchi's head coach stood up and said!

This was after the match and in front of the camera. He was sure that Kong Qianqiu wouldn't dare to do anything out of line!

"Too hypocritical, too fake!"

"You are still the descendant of a Saint!”

The manager said angrily and disdainfully!

Kimchi was also influenced by Confucian culture.

Since the Ming Dynasty, I have submitted to the Ming Dynasty for my son.

He studied Confucianism in the Central Plains.

They had a certain understanding of Sage Kong.

There were even many shameless people now.

They said that the ancestors of the saints were their pickles!

His mouth was full of saliva, and the stench of pickled vegetables made Kong Qianqiu frown and take a step back.

..........

"Just now, you were holding the Analects of Confucius and saying that you had friends coming from afar.”

"I didn't expect you rabbits to be so hypocritical and sanctimonious!”

" In front of the people of the world, you have displayed your barbarism. You do not welcome friends from afar at all. Admit your hypocritical civilization!”

"You're the descendant of a saint. You're insulting the culture!”

In front of the world's live broadcast camera, this could be said to be a very vicious accusation!

It had risen to the level of culture and civilization!

............

Kong Qianqiu raised his eyebrows.

"The Master said: It is a delight to have friends coming from afar.”

"I'm guessing that you're uncultured and don't understand my rabbit's classical Chinese.”

"This sentence means:

I'm very happy that a friend came from afar to challenge me and get beaten up!”

"You broke the rules on the field, injured my comrade, and even provoked me with your middle finger. You even threw my mascot, the ice block, and provoked me repeatedly!”

"Therefore, as the descendant of the Saint, I will pass on his spirit.

I beat you up. Isn't that reasonable?”

"As the successor of the Sage, I have perfectly practiced the Sage's principles. Isn't this very reasonable?”

Kong Qianqiu opened his palm.

His eyes were very serious!

It was as if he was arguing with someone that one plus one equals two. Why didn't he believe it?

..........

Instantly!

Everyone was stunned!

Even the cameraman carrying the camera was stunned…

This sentence.

How could he explain it like that?

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