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It was the first time Quan Qingyuan faced Wang Cheng face to face, and was also shocked by Wang Cheng's momentum and aura at this moment. At this time, Wang Cheng was completely like a tiger that could pounce on him at any time, making him highly alert at all times and dared not relax at all, because he didn't know if Wang Cheng would really pounce on him and tear him apart in the next moment.

With his eyes staring at Wang Cheng, Quan Qingyuan's aura was extremely solemn, and his voice still said lightly: "Yes, I am Quan Qingyuan. Wang Cheng, your strength is indeed beyond my expectations. It seems that you are also hiding in the ring. But I still advise you not to show off your edge. You are about to win the world's number one. At your age, it is enough to get these..."

Wang Cheng's body was tense. This was not his intention, but his current instinct. In this way, he could burst out with great force at any time, just like a tiger walking in the mountains and forests, ready to fight at any time. Who dared to jump out to provoke and slapped him to death.

Yang Qingyu, who was sitting next to Wang Cheng, felt a sense of danger and tension from the bottom of her heart, but she naturally would not leave Wang Cheng's side.

"By the way, how did Kwon Jae-in recover in the hospital?"

Wang Cheng did not follow Quan Qingyuan's words, but changed his tone, as if he was concerned about the so-called young Taekwondo master.

Quan Qingyuan frowned. He didn't know what Wang Cheng asked Quan Zairen's purpose, but when he thought that his son was beaten so badly, he frowned and his tone became quiet, and he said in a deep voice: "Zairen is fine in the hospital, but this time the injury is a bit serious. Wang Cheng. You are too serious..."

Wang Cheng's eyes were filled with cold light. He said in a deep voice: "I think Mr. Quan Qingyuan and your son Quan Zairen were born in the wrong era. Now, our country is not a nation that can only be beaten and not fight back. I will not let you bully him and will not take action. Mr. Quan Zairen is already very lucky to be able to survive."

Some Chinese masters around who heard Wang Cheng's words frowned.

Because this statement covers too many people.

The feelings of those Chinese masters living abroad are actually deeper and more realistic than those of Wang Cheng. Wang Cheng grew up in the land of China and could fight back without hesitation, because the motherland was under his feet, but what about the Chinese people living abroad? Faced with the provocation and humiliation of the local strength of Europe and the United States, how could they fight back without hesitation?

For a moment, the Chinese masters around him looked a little bad. Even masters like Situ Xianglong changed their color and became ugly, and obviously they had unpleasant experiences.

Quan Qingyuan didn't dare to take on Wang Cheng's words at this moment, otherwise it would have angered the public. He immediately shook his head and said, "Zairen went to find you just to have a competition. It is normal for those who practice martial arts to learn from each other and make progress together. You shouldn't be too serious..."

call……

Wang Cheng suddenly waved his hand, and brought up a sensation of wind, shook his head and said, "Mr. Quan Qingyuan, okay, I have said what I should say. The matter between you and me cannot be solved by speaking. You are not convinced. We will meet on the ring in two days. Then we will have a good conversation and speak with our fists."

Quan Qingyuan frowned, and was somewhat unable to accept that a young man was so strong and aggressive in front of him, as if he was a young man and the other side was an elder.

Tiger-shaped fist is really so powerful and wonderful?

When Quan Qingyuan was young, he became a famous teacher in Europe and practiced three major national martial arts and internal martial arts. He also had a deep understanding of Chinese boxing. When he was in the Kingdom of Bangzi, he studied Wang Cheng's martial arts routines and knew that Wang Cheng's tiger-shaped fist was very sharp and powerful, but he did not expect that Wang Cheng's tiger-shaped fist had reached this level.

The tiger merges into itself and turns into a tiger.

Among the many Chinese masters in the past century, only a few of them have mastered this tiger-shaped boxing realm. All of these people are at the level of a generation of pictogram boxing masters, including Li Luoneng, the master of Xingyiquan mythology.

snort!

At this moment, even though Quan Qingyuan was extremely dissatisfied, he did not dare to have an attack, because this was not a situation where he could have an attack at will. He could only snort coldly and stare at Wang Cheng and said, "Okay, since Wang Cheng has said that, then we will meet on the ring. If you lose to me, I will ask you to apologize to my son Quan Zairen and apologize to my Bangzi Guo Taekwondo."

Wang Cheng sneered and asked in a deep voice: "Why do I apologize?"

"Because you lose, it proves that you are wrong. I am right, so you should apologize."

Quan Qingyuan also said it directly, and it was about the principle that the winner of the martial arts world was king. Many masters around him nodded in agreement when they heard it.

However, as a tiger, Wang Cheng didn't take this trick at all. He shook his head and said, "I did it, that's right. No matter whether I win or lose, I can't apologize to you. Also, Mr. Quan Qingyuan, you're thinking too much. On the ring, I won't lose to you at all."

Wang Cheng's words at this time, combined with the momentum of his body, made some people around him look strange, and his eyes flashed, which was shocked.

Such a king is the real king of beasts and the overlord of the jungle, just like the current hegemony of the American imperialist: what I said makes sense, and I was right if I did it!

No matter whether you win or lose, I am right and don’t need to admit right or wrong to anyone.

As the king of all beasts, the beast standing at the top of the food chain is so unreasonable.

Quan Qingyuan is also a master-level master in the late stage of the Baodan realm, but when facing Wang Cheng, he felt a palpitation in his heart and felt a huge danger. His momentum was actually overwhelmed by Wang Cheng. When his breathing changed, his blood and blood flowed, he suppressed his fear in his heart. He stared at Wang Cheng and said in a deep voice: "Wang Cheng, you don't even have the courage to bet with me. It seems that I am respecting you so much. Then let's see you on the ring."

After saying that, Quan Qingyuan got up and left, not wanting to talk to Wang Cheng any more. Because no matter what, it seemed that he was at a disadvantage. This place was always Wang Cheng's home court. In China, he could not do anything to Wang Cheng. Even if he defeated Wang Cheng on the ring, that would be the case at most.

Wang Cheng's heart was cold and had no emotions, except Yang Qingyu. He looked at anyone with no emotion. It seemed like he looked at a stone or a piece of flesh, but the hot qi and blood on his body were completely opposite to the cold emotions in his heart.

At the extreme calm state, he could clearly feel that every inch of his body was undergoing the washing and tempering of qi and blood, and finally entered the realm of the nine-style tiger style. The benefits naturally followed one after another, and began to focus on the heartbeat of the great tiger. With the transportation of qi and blood, he tempered his whole body again.

The price is that a tingling sensation came from every part of his body, which was not much different from the secret method of reversing the True Dragon when he was just used. If it weren't for this extremely cold state of mind, he would probably not have been able to bear it so simply.

Many of the masters around seemed to be chatting enthusiastically with fellow masters from other places. After all, they are all Chinese, and most of them have heard of each other even if they have never seen each other.

This made Wang Cheng feel quiet for a while.

However, Wang Cheng, as one of the protagonists here, will definitely not be ignored.

Just after sitting quietly with Yang Qingyu for less than ten breaths, Wang Cheng was disturbed by a figure that came over before he could experience the changes in the qi and blood in his body and the heartbeat of the tiger.

This is a white man with a not very tall figure, only a little over 1.7 meters tall. The muscles on his body are not large and large. He looks very well-proportioned. Compared with the Western men who are often 1.8 meters tall and nine meters tall and full of muscles on TV, he is like a child.

However, such a figure is actually the best body shape to practice martial arts. If your body is too high, it will inevitably be too heavy, which will affect the speed of force and reaction speed. At most, you will become a beaten master and cannot become a real fighting master.

From the breathing of this white man, Wang Cheng could also see that he was indeed an internal master with a deep level, and perhaps he had reached the realm of national martial arts.

Due to the changes in the land of China in the past century, the rise of national martial arts boxing at that time, and the inability to emerge from many ancient martial arts schools, almost no one knows about some ancient martial arts that have been circulated for a long time, but several major martial arts boxing techniques are widely circulated all over the world.

Therefore, Wang Cheng is not surprised that some white European and American people, even black Africans, practiced three major internal martial arts and finally became a master of the generation.

"Hello, Wang Cheng, my name is Bill, Bill White, and my Chinese name is Zhou Bill, using my master's surname. I congratulate you in advance on winning the competition championship. It is natural to win the championship with your strength..."

The white man sat directly on the sofa opposite Wang Cheng and said to Wang Cheng with a smile, speaking standard Mandarin. Just listening to him, he thought he was a Chinese. With a very graceful expression on his face, he matched his decent suit, he looked like a gentleman attending a banquet.

However, Wang Cheng's instinct as a tiger could feel the deep vigilance and danger from his eyes, which shows that Bill is not an ordinary warrior this week.

Immediately, he spoke calmly, "Thank you, but I don't think I know you."

Zhou Bill habitually raised his eyebrows, and clearly raised his head lines appeared on his forehead. He moved his body slightly and got closer to Wang Cheng. He stared at Wang Cheng with his eyes and said in a low voice: "You really don't know me, but I have known you a long time ago. It is said that you have a way to treat diabetes? Also, you seem to have killed American citizens, right?"

Wang Cheng's eyes instantly condensed, and his eyes were also staring at Zhou Bill tightly. His body was filled with blood and blood. Without any movement, the sofa under his butt was creaking and he said in a deep voice: "Who are you? What do you know?"

Yang Qingyu also became alert with Wang Cheng's whole body, staring at Zhou Bill coldly. She didn't know about Hong Kong Island, but she knew that she would stand on Wang Cheng's side at any time.

Zhou Bill felt a chill in his heart, as if he was about to be torn apart by a tiger in the next moment. After practicing internal martial arts, he knew that he was no match for Wang Cheng now. He waved his hand quickly and smiled: "Relax, relax, Wang Cheng, relax your body. I am not your enemy, and I don't want to be your enemy. On the contrary, I came to you to cooperate with you, and I want to be friends with you."

Wang Cheng's boiling blood and blood were not relaxed at all. He still stared at the other party, splitting his mind to suppress the endless pain in his body, and said lightly: "Tell me clearly what cooperation is, and your identity."

Zhou Bill smiled and made himself as relaxed as possible. If he hadn't been sure that Wang Cheng would not take action on such an occasion, he might not have the courage to face Wang Cheng, who was like a tiger, so his tone of speaking became quicker and he whispered: "Smith's laboratory has been acquired now, and your affairs are not a big secret now. As far as I know, at least ten institutions in the United States and Europe have set their sights on you, including the CIA and the British Intelligence Agency."

"Of course, the CIA and the British Intelligence Agency are eyeing you, maybe because of your current identity."

"And the way you have to treat diabetes is a temptation that no one can resist. There are countless diabetic patients all over the world, many of whom are suffering from the lack of treatment. This is a huge market, an incalculable wealth, and I think even the United States and the British governments will not give up. Also, your current identity is very sensitive. The champion of the martial arts competition has naturally stood against many European and American governments. Let me make sure first, have you ever thought about going abroad? If you want to go abroad, I can guarantee in my personality and the name of God that I will definitely provide you with all the support, including everything after going abroad, to ensure your safety and legal identity, as long as you cooperate with us."

Wang Cheng's expression was still cold, and he suddenly realized in his heart and said coldly: "I won't go abroad, you haven't said who you are yet."

Zhou Bill's answer to Wang Cheng was not at all strange, and he still kept a smile and said, "I come from a security organization of a European scientific research institution. Just believe that I will not have any malicious intentions towards you."

"I don't believe you."

Wang Cheng immediately spoke.

Zhou Bill finally showed a hint of embarrassment on his face, and then he smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if I don't believe it. Now many people want to compete for the prescriptions in your hands. I think in the future, you may deal with many people like me, and maybe they will let you know how kind I am to you."

"I don't have time to deal with you, and there is no prescription for treating diabetes. This method cannot be promoted, so your actions are in vain. Mr. Zhou Bill, if it's okay, don't bother me."

Wang Cheng shook his head, explained a little, and then issued an order to expel him. He really needs to be alone now to control the qi and blood in his body.

Zhou Bill shrugged, looking indifferent, and said, "It's useless to explain to me. In fact, I don't believe what you just explained. Okay, you don't need to glar at me. I admit that I'm a little afraid of you, afraid that you will really eat me. Then I'll leave, I wish you good luck, Mr. Wang Cheng."

After saying that, Zhou Bill simply stood up and left, with a little relaxed expression, as if he had completed the task of coming to China this time. However, only he knew that a layer of sweat had penetrated his whole body.

Wang Cheng stared at Zhou Bill's figure, and his heart was very solemn.
Chapter completed!