"You!" Miyamoto's face darkened and he gritted his teeth, "Song Xiaofan, you, why are you so powerful? How can you be so powerful? I don't believe it."

"I'm awesome?"

Song Xiaofan shook his head and smiled faintly, "Miyamoto, you are wrong, Chinese Kung Fu is too profound. My skills have only touched the threshold of Chinese Kung Fu. It is still far from being powerful. How can I be powerful?"

Everyone was excited when they heard this.

Relieve the breath.

How relieved is it!

"You!" Miyamoto's face darkened, almost irritated. According to this guy's opinion, if Song Xiaofan was bad, then he would be too trash.

"Song Xiaofan, I'm not going to be with you!" Miyamoto's face darkened.

Song Xiaofan shook his head and smiled faintly, "I won't care if you have any ends, and I'm too lazy to care. Miyamoto, Song Xiaofan is not the kind of person who is unreasonable. I will give you a chance."

His face darkened, "In recent years, you have maliciously belittled our Chinese Kung Fu and said something like fancy fists and embroidered. I will ask you now, are you convinced by our Chinese Kung Fu?"

Miyamoto sneered, "Song Xiaofan, I want me to convince you, don't think so, I tell you, even if I die, I will never say it."

"very good."

Song Xiaofan nodded, "Since you don't agree, then I'll beat you until you accept it!"

Then he slapped Miyamoto in the face.

Covering his hot face, Miyamoto was angry and gritted his teeth, "Song Xiaofan, I'm fighting with you!"

Immediately he rushed over with another fist.

Click!

With a scream, Miyamoto's other hand also broke. Song Xiaofan grabbed the other party's wrist and shook his head and smiled slightly, "You are the only one in Sakura Country. You are so poor that you are dying. You are coming to our Chinese clothing competition."

As he said that, he kicked Miyamoto in the abdomen.

Another click.

Miyamoto's ribs suddenly broke a few times, and with a bang, he fell heavily to the ground, almost dead.

The face was covered with blood.

"You, are you still convinced?" Song Xiaofan stepped forward and stepped on the other party, with a smile on his face, but the smile fell into Miyamoto's eyes and was extremely frightened!

Miyamoto gritted his teeth, "I don't accept it!"

Click!

Song Xiaofan stepped down and heard a muffled sound. Miyamoto's ribs were broken a few more times. He screamed in pain. He almost fainted from the pain.

"I'm convinced, but I'm not convinced!" Song Xiaofan smiled again.

Miyamoto was almost dead, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Song Xiaofan, I'm not convinced!"

Click!

Song Xiaofan kicked down again, and with a bang, the other party's ribs broke again. He lifted Miyamoto's collar and sneered, "Okay, I gave you a chance just now, but if you don't cherish it, it seems that I don't need to talk nonsense to you."

Miyamoto's expression changed drastically, "Song Xiaofan, what are you going to do?" An ominous sign came, and he felt the breath of death, "I tell you, don't do anything randomly, if you kill me, you will be dead."

"I'm still scaring me, right?" Song Xiaofan smiled faintly, "Then I'll tell you openly, I'm not afraid. I've signed a life-and-death case just now, so I want you to die now!"

He immediately looked dark and suddenly he raised Miyamoto over his head with one hand.

Everyone was stunned.

How strong does he have to have to have such amazing arm strength? They don’t know what Song Xiaofan is going to do.

At this moment, Song Xiaofan suddenly threw Miyamoto directly over his head. After Miyamoto's body fell, Song Xiaofan punched the other party. With a puff, Miyamoto felt that his body seemed to be hit by ten thousand jin.

The internal organs are almost broken!

With a puff, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The accompanying fist hit, Miyamoto's body flew into the air again. When it fell, Song Xiaofan punched again.

Click!

Miyamoto squirted blood again.

He felt like he was about to die.

"Song Xiaofan, stop beating, I'll accept it." Miyamoto was scared. He was really afraid that Song Xiaofan would kill him now.

Upon hearing this, Song Xiaofan stopped, let go of his hand, and with a bang Miyamoto fell to the ground and spit out blood.

He lay on the ground and felt like his whole body was falling apart!

Song Xiaofan sneered, "I didn't hear what you said."

"I'll accept it, I'll accept it, I'll admit defeat." Miyamoto was worried that Song Xiaofan would mess with him again, so he hurriedly shouted.

Song Xiaofan shook his head and smiled, "Everyone said that the men in your Sakura Country are like women, and today I saw it really, are you talking like farts? How could I hear what you said?"

Then he turned to look at the audience, "What did you hear him say?"

Everyone knew that Song Xiaofan was doing it on purpose, and they immediately shook their heads and smiled, "No, we don't."

Miyamoto: "…"

Paralyzed.

He now has the desire to die.

"I heard it." Song Xiaofan stared at Miyamoto and sneered, "Stop talking about it, no one else heard it."

Miyamoto was speechless. He was completely convinced. He immediately shouted loudly: "I said I was convinced, I was convinced, have you heard it?"

Bang!

Song Xiaofan slapped Miyamoto in the face, "I'm not deaf, I heard that, why are you doing so loudly?

Miyamoto: "…"

Everyone: "..."

They were completely convinced. Song Xiaofan is so awesome.

"What do you think of our Chinese Kung Fu now?" Song Xiaofan walked to Miyamoto with a smile on his face.

Miyamoto nodded quickly, "Awesome, amazing, Chinese kung fu is powerful, I just saw it with my own eyes."

Song Xiaofan nodded and smiled, "What do you think is compared with your Sakura Country Kung Fu?"

Miyamoto's expression changed, and he nodded quickly, "It's because your Chinese kung fu is great, but our Sakura Country's kung fu is too trash."

Relieve your anger!

Everyone really feels good.

They knew that if Miyamoto was asked to admit that Chinese Kung Fu was powerful, it would be like a difficult task to reach the sky.

And now this guy Song Xiaofan has done it.

at this time.

Second floor, VIP room.

Mr. Lin and the others were so excited that they felt so relieved. Just now, he saw Miyamoto pretending to be in their Chinese martial arts competition, and he almost vomited blood.

And now Song Xiaofan got it back.

Cool!

It's so good for him!

At this time, everyone rushed forward and surrounded Song Xiaofan. They looked at Song Xiaofan excitedly, and kept applauding and shouting: "Mr. Song, it's amazing, you are so amazing."

Some people took out their phones to take photos, then posted them on Weibo, and some directly posted them on Douyin.

This fuelled the fire and made Song Xiaofan even more popular.

In addition, everyone stared at Miyamoto who was lying on the ground, and they sneered, "Miyamoto, what do you think now? Do you think it's so good to make our Chinese Kung Fu like this?"

“没错,宫本,你他们之前太欠揍了,我们本可以直接弄死你,但我们华夏人素来就是宽仁温厚,我们并不是你们樱花国这种,妈的跑到世界各地装比,看到人家弱的国家,你们就欺负,看到人家米国,你们就各种跪舔,当人家的狗.”

"Yes, look at the things you have done in Sakura Country over the years, so shameless."

Everyone cursed.
Chapter completed!