"Come on, brother, get up first." Ye Qiu helped the fallen man up while channeling a bit of Inner Strength into him to stabilize his injuries.

He truly hadn't expected that in such a competition, the Englishman would actually aim to cripple that Huaxia man's lifeline.

It was intentional.

Truly too insidious.

However, Ye Qiu couldn't really say much about these matters, since for some people, such a competition is tantamount to a battle on the battlefield.

Although Ye Qiu disdained such tactics, on the battlefield, any trick was acceptable as long as you could win.

"Thank you." The defeated man looked gratefully at Ye Qiu, but then a strong unwillingness and anger appeared in his eyes!

"Pah!"

Right then, the Englishman on stage spat in the direction of the person and mocked, "Weak, truly too weak. Didn't I tell you long ago? Weaklings are no match for me; I want to fight your strongest!"

"Is this really the strength of you Huaxia people? Worthless, not even worth mentioning, truly garbage!"

The Englishman was unbelievable in his arrogance, and while speaking, he raised his middle finger to all the Huaxia people around.

"Where's your strongest person?"

"Absolutely no stamina!"

"In your Huaxia terms, that's pathetically weak!"

A few Englishmen below the stage also mocked along with the man on stage.

At this moment, with a bang, the Englishman on stage stomped hard on the ground, and immediately, the massive force made the entire platform shake twice. Then, he arrogantly shouted, "Listen up, my name is Carlos! Now I solemnly announce something: Huaxia people are too weak, like tiny ants. Others say you're strong, but to me, you're just paper tigers!"

"At this moment, I just want to ask, does anyone else dare to come up and fight me? You group of trash, weaklings, uncivilized monkeys!"

Carlos's eyes were full of disdain as if he didn't see the Huaxia people present at all.

"Hahaha! A bunch of monkeys, can only scratch each other!"

"Continue the fight!"

"Are you just going to give up like this? Truly disgraceful!"

A group of Englishmen below the stage burst into laughter and continued to provoke along with Carlos.

"Englishman, don't be too arrogant!"

"It's just a few competitions, so what if you won? What's there to be so smug about!"

"Yeah, just won two matches, and now you're humiliating people?"

The surrounding Huaxia people were completely enraged, waving their fists and yelling at Carlos and the group of Englishmen.

They really wanted to go up and give Carlos a good beating, but had no means to do so.

Earlier, a few experts from the military camp had gone up, but without exception, were all defeated.

Now, even if they didn't want to admit it, they had to acknowledge that among the Huaxia people, there truly wasn't anyone left.

This Englishman was just too strong, beyond all expectations.

Of course, this was also because it wasn't taking place in the Demon Corps base, otherwise, this Englishman wouldn't be so arrogant.

"Let me fight!" Just when everyone was furious, suddenly, accompanied by a shout of anger, a medium-built Huaxia man leaped up and jumped directly onto the stage.

He looked quite ordinary, but the moment he appeared, hope ignited in the eyes of all the Huaxia people.

The Huaxia man accepting the challenge was named Lu Yunbing, very strong, a Sanda champion in the military, with strength two or three levels higher than those defeated before.

"Go Lu Yunbing, beat this arrogant Englishman!"

"Defeat him!"

"Defeat him!"

Seeing Lu Yunbing's back, all the Huaxia people present boiled over, cheering loudly.

Everyone hoped fervently that Lu Yunbing could take down that Carlos!

At this moment, Carlos, however, disdainfully smiled, beckoning Lu Yunbing with his hand, saying casually, "Come on, you strike first, it has always been our custom to give way to the weak!"

"You first!" Of course, Lu Yunbing was unwilling to admit being the weaker one, shaking his head and coldly saying, "If you keep blabbering, you might as well be called a grandson!"

"F*ck!" Provoked like this, Carlos was instantly infuriated, shouted in anger, then slightly bent over, rushing at Lu Yunbing like a maddened bull with red eyes.

Whew...

In an instant, Carlos's powerful burst caused the air to crackle with wind noises, his momentum huge, reaching in front of Lu Yunbing in an instant.

"Oh no!" Almost simultaneously, Lu Yunbing's eyes narrowed, his face turned pale!

Before this, he had also guessed that Carlos's strength might be slightly stronger than his own.

But he hadn't expected that the opponent would be so overwhelmingly powerful.

He seemed to be completely outmatched!

The opponent's offensive was too fierce, Lu Yunbing had no choice but to retreat two steps and defend passively, trying to find an opportunity to counterattack.

Lu Yunbing's response was actually very quick, but it was to no avail!

Bang!

A muffled collision sound rang out, Carlos's fist whistled by, bringing a gust of wind, and landed solidly on Lu Yunbing's head, immediately knocking him to the ground.

Almost simultaneously, the entire space turned silent.

All the Huaxia people's faces below the stage looked extremely grim.

Nobody expected that Lu Yunbing, whom they had pinned their hopes on, would be defeated just like that.

Couldn't even withstand a punch!

And at this moment, in contrast, those Englishmen were extremely proud, mockingly looking at Lu Yunbing.

"Haha, is this your Sanda champion?"

"A paper tiger, indeed!"

"Are you underestimating us? Can't you send two capable fighters up?"

"So boring, Huaxia people are too weak, as always!"

The Englishmen mocked one after another, their words getting more and more unbearable, infuriating the surrounding Huaxia people, whose faces turned red with anger, nearly exploding with rage.

But, there really was no way!

The opponent was too strong, even Lu Yunbing couldn't withstand a single move; if more went up, it would only be self-humiliation.

Should they just bear it?

The many Huaxia people were truly unwilling.

Being bullied like this, how could they bear it?

"Haha, no wonder..." While everyone was angry, a cold smile appeared at the corner of Ye Qiu's mouth. Carlos and Lu Yunbing's fight just let him see Carlos's strength.

Gang Force Realm.

Even Huang Zhentian would find it somewhat difficult to face him, not to mention these ordinary people.

Luckily, he wouldn't dare to get too cocky, otherwise, a punch would surely result in a fatality.

But this guy was too arrogant, too vicious, too detestable, he must be taught a good lesson...

As Ye Qiu was thinking, suddenly, with a bang, Carlos actually stomped on Lu Yunbing's head, his arrogant gaze swept over everyone below the stage, shouting, "Does any other insect dare to come up!

You bunch of lowly Huaxia people, so weak, only fit to be stepped on, not even worth an ant!"

Arrogant to the extreme, looking like he didn't even consider the Huaxia people present as humans.

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