Chinese Police Yanjing Base.

In the qualifiers, Zhao Feiyan passed the hurdles, punched Nanshan, and kicked Beihai, making his opponent cry, and beat the heroes, and won the championship bravely, successfully qualifying for the competition.

After another month of hard training, Zhao Feiyan's combat power has increased geometrically. His every move has fully demonstrated the style of a generation of masters. The first level of "Purple Qi Comes to the East" of the "Purple Qi Comes to the East" was successfully practiced successfully.

War rumbling and wars roaring.

A five-person team, led by Zhao Feiyan as the captain, was full of heroic posture and full of confidence. The moment he walked onto the gate, Zhao Feiyan turned his head and looked at the beautiful rivers and mountains of China. His heart was surging and he waved his arm hard:

Yellow sand wears golden armor after a hundred battles, and will never return until Loulan is destroyed. Prince Yan should share the honor and disgrace with China, and the corpse is in the horse!

"Woo..." The plane rose up from the ground and rushed straight to the blue sky.

That night, in front of the TV, looking at the scene of his daughter going to war, with her cool and handsome appearance and capable temperament, Zhao Tienan smiled, smiling so happily. He closed his eyes, and a handsome and handsome young man who was better than the basket slowly flashed in his mind. He patted his head with a very awesome pen: I, Lao Zhao, are really a god! This kid is definitely not a thing in the pool at first glance, hehe!

The Japanese martial arts hall.

Elites from all over the world gathered together, ready to beat their hands, staring at the huge champion trophy on the stadium platform.

The first day is the qualifiers.

The host walked onto the fighting platform and announced the rules of the game in the world language: no restrictions, no rules, no levels, two wins in three games, and begging for mercy.

After the "competition began", the dragons and tigers fought and the exciting competition scenes were spread through various media.

The contestants moved around, the rabbit rolled and the eagle rolled, and the dragon soared and the tiger roared, and all used their own tricks and the ultimate skill.

The rules without restrictions and the fierce fighting scenes make people excited.

The victorious contestants cheered and raised their arms high; the failed contestants were dejected and stained with blood. Some were even beaten to death by one punch or one kick.

China has two wins and two losses. Captain Zhao Feiyan has done several beautiful warm-up exercises and is ready to appear.

"Friends of the audience, I am Cui Tianhao, here to explain it to you. The following game will be played by Zhao Feiyan, the Fire Phoenix of the East, against the Tyrannosaurus Bulus of the West, and you will invite them to make a brilliant debut!"

Cui Tianhao finished speaking with a long voice, and waved his arm hard.

Suddenly, the ducks in the venue were silent. Amid the intense music, a muscle thrust, with a small bunch of hair on his head. A guy like a lion walked out with his arms waving and claws at the entrance.

"Bruce, Bruce!" The audience went crazy, shouting his name loudly, and some female audiences let out harsh screams.

After Bruce came on stage, he was like a crazy lion, screaming "wow, whimper" and posing a few beautiful looks, straight punches and swaying fists. The whirlwind legs were as fast as lightning, and the audience became even more excited.

Then, a stunning oriental beauty with a thin and fat gown and majestic appearance made a brilliant debut.

Zhao Feiyan was wearing a red battle robe, like a fiery red phoenix. As soon as she walked out of the entrance, she flipped several times in a row, and the phoenix and cranes cried. Her enchanting figure and beautiful face immediately amaze all the audience, igniting the audience. "Wow!" Cheers, shouts, and whistles kept ringing, and the limelight far exceeded Bruce. The scene was so lively that it was no less than the Emperor's Day.

"Sister, come on; sister, come on!" In front of the TV, Ling Feifei waved his small fists and kept shouting and cheering for Zhao Feiyan.

Wang Xinyang had a solemn expression.

Yanjing, Zhao Tienan and his wife stood up nervously, opened their mouths wide, and stared at the TV screen motionlessly.

Bruce, who was dancing forehand, suddenly saw his opponent jumping up from the bottom of the stage with a flip, and his eyes were blurred. When he rubbed his eyes and looked at the other party again, he felt his blood surge, his head buzzed, and his nose bleeding spurted wildly.

"Ah?" The audience suddenly became quiet and people looked at each other.

"Fuck!" The coach hurriedly pulled Bruce aside, and after a loud mouth passed, a bucket of water poured on his head to "cool him."

"Perverb"! Ling Feifei cursed.

Thousands of people from the Great Y Empire witnessed Bruce's ugly appearance through the big screen LEDs on the street. They were very angry and cursed this bastard to embarrass the Great Y Empire. Several drunkards flew out of their bottles and smashed the live LED advertising screen to pieces. "Fuck, Fuck!" were scolding, causing a prison disaster.

After the warm-up between the two sides, the referee called Bruce and Zhao Feiyan to the center of the fighting platform. After talking about the precautions, a gong sounded and a "double" sounded, and the first round officially began.

Seeing the big guy Bruce collide with his fists and approaching Zhao Feiyan viciously, Zhao Tienan and his wife's hearts suddenly rose to their throats. But then a shocking scene appeared.

Bruce stood on the ring, looking at Zhao Feiyan like a pity, her eyes were tender and she slapped her chest a few times, muttering something in her mouth, shouting: Co, baby! (Come on, baby)

"Damn it!" Zhao Feiyan was disgusted and looked at the brown-haired Bruce, almost vomiting it out. She suddenly leaped her body and turned horizontally four or five times like a whirlwind in the air. Then she raised her right leg like lightning, kicking towards Bruce's left temple with a terrifying sound of breaking through the air.

This typical oriental beauty in front of him is a peerless beauty. Bruce is deeply trapped in it and cannot extricate himself. He can't bear to kill the beauty, but unexpectedly he will be hit by a blow that will make him lose his soul.

Zhao Feiyan's legs were too fast and too strong. Bruce could not dodge enough and was kicked hard in the head!

"Pu" Bruce spitted out a mouthful of blood, and said to Zhao Feiyan in disbelief, muttering to himself, "What a cruel bitch!" Then his body flew out uncontrollably like a ball, smashing it hard on the audience. The huge inertia caused four or five people to be injured on the spot, and the wailing sounds were endless.

"Ah?" The venue suddenly burst into screams.

"I announce: Miss Zhao won this game!" Zhao Feiyan's hand was raised high.

"Yeah!" Ling Feifei shouted.

Wang Xinyang smiled. His two women were cheerful everywhere. According to previous observations, Yan'er must have played very hard in this game, but she didn't expect that this ending would be like this. It's so fucking!

Zhao Tienan and his wife fell off their chins and burst into tears. The two sat on the sofa and sighed: This victory is too easy, and it is not a martial arts victory!
Chapter completed!