Chapter 1298: Successive defeats

But not wanting these two moves to make him defensively, the boxer threw another punch and punched him on the side of the head.
Then he kicked Fang Cuntou's belly hard.
Kick the person directly to the ground.
The audience is silent!
No one thought that in just one round, the Fangcun position would lose.
On the edge of the stage, all the boxers in country A were disdainful.
"Hey, dare to challenge even at this level, and I'm not afraid of being ashamed!"
"That's rubbish, I don't even have any interest in hitting this kind of person."
"With a population of more than one billion in Huaxia, can't it be done decently, sick and sick?"
"Sick man of East Asia, don't be so demanding..."
Their discussion was not loud, but the people standing next to them still heard it.
All were filled with indignation.
"Damn! Who is the trash!"
"A bunch of reckless guys, disgusting and untrained."
"It's too much, who will come next, give them some color and see..."
Fang Cuntou was beaten so dizzy, his nosebleeds came out, and he couldn't get up after struggling for a long time.
In the end it was carried down.
Xia Weibao's eyes slowly narrowed.
This boxer is so strong, and he does his best as soon as he strikes.
The shot is so cruel, it is with the intention of destroying people!
I don't know if the punch just now resulted in a concussion.
Soon, another person took the stage.
This is a middle-aged man wearing brown Chinese martial arts clothing, with piercing eyes and strong aura. At first glance, he is a master.
Although they just lost a game, the audience quickly cheered up and boosted their morale.
"It was just an accident, come on, knock them down!"
"come on! Come on!"
"The mighty Chinese martial arts..."
Amidst the sound of cheering, country A's boxing started to strike first!
A fist struck the middle-aged man with a strong force, and the fist that came with a wind noise.
The middle-aged man did not insist on it, but quickly avoided it.
Then he punched quickly and blasted at the boxer.
The boxer blocked it with thick gloves.
The first round is a tie.
"it is good!"
"Good job!"
"Come on! Kill them!"
The audience was very enthusiastic and cheered.
Let's not talk about the others, the battle will be set first.
However, they soon became unexcited, the middle-aged man escaped three strokes, and was hit in the abdomen.
The body was forced to bend forward, and the boxer hit his chin with an uppercut.
The middle-aged man took two steps back and continued to rush up regardless of the pain.
One punch hit the boxer in the face, and then he was beaten several times and fell to the ground.
After losing another round, everyone was a little disappointed.
"Our Chinese sons and daughters have 18 martial arts, talented people, now it is just an appetizer."
"Yes, we will let them in these two rounds, and the main thing is behind."
"Yes, wait for our elites to play, let them know what the real Chinese martial arts is!"
However, the next few rounds were all lost.
Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted.
After losing a few games in a row, everyone's morale was a little bit distressed.
Lu Huashan was a little worried, "Baby, what should we do, will we lose?"
Everyone is hitting the door. If we lose, what face will we have in the future?
This is not just a martial arts competition, it has risen to the national level!
You can lose everything, but you can't lose your national face!
"Don't worry, the first players to play are Pathfinders. The real masters haven't played yet. Keep watching."