For a moment, Chu Lang attracted everyone's attention again.

Miyamoto couldn't help but frowned, and a trace of bad feeling rose in his heart. He always felt like this guy was like a fetal god. Once he spoke, his pussy could definitely bring bad things.

"Hmph! Chu Lang, you just won by the sharpness of your weapons before! Now you are discussing martial arts! In the face of advanced martial arts like Golden Bell Cover, you are just an amateur, so shut up! Trash!"

Tan Siqi said disdainfully.

"Oh! How do you say that, I can understand you when I am born disabled; if you don't have an IQ online, I can sympathize with you; but you also come out to show your IQ, which is really wrong with you!"

Chu Lang sighed and shook his head.

"Boy, please make it clear! What does it mean to show off your IQ?"

Miyamoto Kawazo asked in that shriveled Chinese.

"Hey, the hard qigong in our city that performs on the streets has been called a peerless magical golden bell cover by you, and you have the face to show it off. Isn't this a lack of IQ and forced to show off your IQ?"

"Or are you funny guys invited by monkeys?"

Chu Lang pointed to the man in Yang Kingdom, who was covered in bronze and said.

Hard Qigong?

The dreamer woke up with a word, and the audience was in an uproar. After a long time, the short guys in Yangguo were fooling people with juggling on the street. This was simply an insult to everyone's IQ.

"No, talk nonsense! This is obviously the golden bell cover of our Yang Kingdom's peerless magical power!"

"You are ignorant, you are jealous and envious! You are hatred!"

"If you have the ability, you can break our golden bell cover! Of course, you are not allowed to use your sword!"

Miyamoto said unhappyly, and while he didn't forget to take a look at the reverse scale sword in Chu Lang's hand, his expression was complicated and he was afraid, but he was more greedy.

"President Huang, come on! Without using weapons, just break his hard qigong with one punch!"

Chu Lang looked at Huang Daotian next to him and said.

"I?

Use a fist?"

Alliance Leader Huang was stunned for a moment, obviously not believing that he could do it. After all, he could not break the defense of this short man in Yang Kingdom with a gun before. What can I do with my fist?

"Have you learned the seven-ring fist I gave to you?"

Chu Lang patted Huang Daotian on the shoulder and asked.

"Well! I learned a little!"

Huang Daotian nodded.

"That's right! Go!"

Chu Lang said.

Although Huang Daotian didn't know why, he believed in what Chu Lang said.

Huang Daotian stepped forward and according to the boxing technique taught by Chu Lang, he activated the seven-fire fists and hit the chest of the Yang people with the last punch.

It seemed soft and didn't even make any sound. This Yang people looked unscathed.

"Hahaha! Seven fists?

I was so laughing to death! Is this the seven fist of Xia Kingdom?

It's so awesome! If you punch this, you will probably kill a lot of ants!"

"I didn't expect that the martial arts of Xia Kingdom had fallen to this point. I feel ashamed of you as a warrior born in Yang Kingdom, wearing water in my clothes!"

Miyamoto Kawazo said with a crazy smile.

"Chu Lang, what else do you have to say now?

There is nothing to say, right?”

"You are nothing without the sword in your hand! At most, you can only be considered a jumping clown!"

Tan Siqi also stood up and said with a proud smile.

The people from Xia Kingdom around them also frowned. What was going on?

Moreover, many people in the Martial Arts League also cast doubtful eyes at Alliance Leader Huang. They could see that the Nine Fist that Alliance Leader Huang had used before was different from the Nine Fist he had in his impression.

"Time is up! Fallen!"

Chu Lang still remained calm, and said to the Yang people.

"Puff~" Sure enough, Chu Lang's words seemed to have magic power. The man in Yang Kingdom, who was standing there before, immediately burst into blood, as if he was not allowed to pay, fell to the ground, his face distorted, and he covered his chest tightly, as if he was not allowed, as if he was not allowed to do anything.

If this man hadn't been from Yang Guo, they would probably have suspected that this was an actor invited by Chu Lang, so obedient.

Everyone's expressions changed. What's going on?

"Kawaki, what's wrong with you?"

Miyamoto Kawazo hurriedly stepped forward and asked.

Kawaki rolled his eyes and kicked his legs, and fainted on the spot.

Fortunately, Alliance Leader Huang is not very familiar with Qi Xiangquan. If Chu Lang took action, Chuanmu would probably have died of all his body.

"This is a sneak attack, this is a plot, or you must have used poison! How could you be so shameless! As a Xia people, I really feel shame for the Chinese Martial Arts Alliance!"

Before Miyamoto could speak, Tan Siqi ran out happily and said.

Together, the Yang people around him naturally started to make trouble, and they all questioned that it was a sneak attack or a poison that caused Kawaki to fall down.

"Haha! Do you still know that you are from Xia?

I thought you were a dog from Yangguo!”

Chu Lang sneered and said to Tan Siqi.

"Fuck! Chu Lang, please stop changing the questions. If you don't give an explanation today, Mr. Miyamoto will never let you leave here alive!"

Tan Siqi said coldly.

"The Golden Bell Cover in Xia Kingdom is one of the four great masters of Shaolin. It is the second set of peerless martial arts created by a generation of martial arts master Bodhidharma who felt that the boy's skills he had created before had not reached the perfect state."

"The Golden Bell Cover is divided into twelve levels, and each level is more difficult than the previous level. If a practitioner can pass the twelve levels, not only will the Vajra be indestructible, but he will not be afraid of water, fire, poison, and will not sleeplessly, and his skills will be endless, which is extremely magical!"

"If Kawagi really mastered the Golden Bell Cover, would he be afraid of poison?"

Chu Lang said with a faint smile.

Chu Lang said again and was surprised by the person in the dream. If Chu Lang didn't explain the Golden Bell Cover, everyone would probably be kept in the dark.

Miyamoto's face darkened, and he wanted to tear Chu Lang away immediately. What are you talking about the truth?

"Okay! I won the first two games. Next, the Ten Saints of Nanshan, it's time for you to come up and die."

"Remember, if you want to survive, just shout my name and I can save you!"

Chu Lang was too lazy to pay attention to everyone, and smiled and looked at the Ten Saints of Nanshan and said.

"The same thing, whoever asks you for help is the Thousand-Year Turtle Ten Thousand-Year Turtle!"

A man who made a harsh talk yesterday said again.

"800 million! Congratulations, you have successfully increased the price again!

"Chu Lang said indifferently.

"Hmph! Chu Lang, come on, don't be sensational, okay! You can win the first two games by relying on sharp weapons and taking advantage of tricks!"

"The third game is a real competition. If you don't have any trouble, shut up! If you are such a clown, you will probably be scared to pee your pants!"

Lin Ziyue also said to Chu Lang with some displeasure.
Chapter completed!