People looked at the two people on the stage and thought that this kind of strength comparison was still necessary? Just the tall and powerful sandbag-like fist, Hase's sane little body was probably pushed over with one punch.

The two people have too much difference in height and weight, so this Japanese man must suffer a loss.

Yue Shanshan looked at Gao Daqiang and smiled, "It looks a bit bullying for such a big man to face such a small Japanese."

Tang Han whispered: "This Japanese man is not simple. His martial arts cultivation is not about height or weight. This big man was originally about the same strength as the Japanese devils, but if he underestimated the enemy, he would definitely suffer a great loss."

Yue Shanshan said in disbelief: "Is it possible? Can he still lose with such a big guy?"

Tang Han smiled slightly, and refused to say anything, signaling Yue Shanshan to watch the game.

Hase didn't say a word. When Gao Daqiang was proud, he suddenly rushed forward and took a few steps, jumped up, shouted loudly in the air, and smashed his knees on Gao Daqiang's head.

His movements were as flexible as a monkey, and his moves were extremely sharp, just like a leopard lying in the dark suddenly pounced on the prey being hunted, and his opponent was hit without any strength to fight back.

Bang... The knee was pressed heavily against the tall and strong chest, and the huge force made his body lean back, and he took a few steps back after a muffled groan.

Gao Daqiang wanted to shake off his opponent and reorganize the attack, but Hase held his shoulder tightly like an octopus, and his right hand turned into a palm, and he suddenly cut it out into Gao Daqiang's throat.

A hint of panic flashed in Gao Daqiang's eyes, and he grabbed Haseji's body and swung it out loud, throwing him away from him.

He now wants to stay away from Haseji as much as possible, and then reorganize the attack after taking a breath. But Haseji did not give him a chance at all. He rolled in the air, kicked his feet on the ground, and his thin body rushed back like a spring.

Tall and Qiang were tall, but their flexibility was far less than Haseji. Before he could react, Haseji crossed his legs and was already riding on his neck. Then he shouted loudly and slammed his fists on the temples on both sides of Gaoseji, and then quickly retreated.

The tall and powerful body froze there like a statue. A look of horror appeared on his face, and then bright red blood began to flow out of his facial features and orifices, which looked extremely terrifying.

After a while, his body fell back like a hill, and fell heavily on the ring and lost his breath.

Yue Shanshan hugged Tang Han's arm tightly and said in shock: "How could this happen? He really lost?"

Tang Han said: "The two people are almost the same strength. If they are far apart, they may not win or lose. Even if the Japanese want to win, they will win miserably. But he underestimated the enemy too much, and the price was to lose his life."

At this time, two staff members of the boxing ring walked onto the ring and dragged the tall and strong down. This was accustomed to the boxing ring.

Haseji Kamikata bowed to the audience with a sneer on his face and retreated without saying a word.

Hasegawa walked onto the ring happily and said to the audience: "I have just told you the rules of the competition, even if you decide the winner, the loss, life and death. If you don't have the skills as good as others, don't blame us for taking too much action.

Below, is there anyone here to challenge the Hanwei Martial Arts Hall? Didn’t you say that Karate comes from China? Why did it become a turtle with its head?”

"You little Japanese, there are some heroes in China, but there is no turtle shrouding. Your grandfather is here."

With a loud shout, Big Head walked onto the ring.

The audience in the audience was restless. A big guy was just beaten to death, and another big guy came up. I wonder if this could kill the Japanese.

Yue Shanshan whispered in Tang Han's ear: "How about you, your junior nephew? Can you beat that Japanese devil?"

Tang Han said: "Bigou is more than one level higher than Hase's mind. No matter what tricks he makes, he will not be Bigou's opponent."

Hasegawa looked at Big Head with great momentum and asked, "Who are you?"

"Han Weiwu Hall, big head."

"Hanweiwu Hall, you really dare to come, so let you see how powerful our Japanese karate is."

Hasegawa finished speaking and killed the black boxing master in just a few moves, Hasegawa, who had just killed the powerful black boxing master, smiled contemptuously. His right hand was clawed and he grabbed the big head's throat.

Everyone in the audience exclaimed and scolded, but they didn't expect that the Japanese were so sinister and cunning, and they even launched a sneak attack and were so vicious.

Big Head sneered, and his right hand, like a palm-leaf fan, suddenly stretched out, just grabbing Haseji's right hand, and then he grabbed it hard, and then heard a crack, which actually crushed Haseji's right hand.

Hasejima screamed, and the cold sweat on his forehead instantly flowed down, but he has been instilled with the indoctrination of Japanese Bushido since he was a child. His temperament was extremely tough. Not only did he not give up on resistance, he also raised his left leg and kicked it to the temple of the big head...

Big Head kicked it out casually, and the back shot arrived first, kicking Haseshi's chest trembling acupoint.

Haseji screamed again, and his raised left leg drooped weakly. The blood in his mouth sprayed out like money. His thin body flew out more than ten meters, hitting heavily on the ropes around the ring, and then landed on the ground without any sound.

Hasegawa was shocked, but he didn't expect that before he could get off the stage, Hasegawa was defeated.

He quickly called a few people from the Karate Gym to check Haseji's injuries, and found that not only his right hand was broken, but his chest was knocked to collapse by a big head. He had no breath at all, and he could not die any more.

Hasegawa stared at his big head and said coldly: "You guys from Hanweiwu Pavilion are too cruel to start."

Big Head sneered: "You didn't say that today's rules are both the winner and the loser, and the life and death are also determined. If you are not as good as others, don't blame me for taking too much."

This was what Hasegawa said just now, and he returned it to him intact. The slap in the face made Hasegawa look so hot, but he was speechless.

After pausing for a moment, he said in a deep voice: "Okay, you won this game, but now, please accept my challenge."

Datou shouted: "Stop talking nonsense. Today, our Hanwei Wushu Pavilion is here to fight. We must let your Japanese Karate understand that Chinese Kung Fu is your ancestor."

Hasegawa smiled coldly, bowed to Datou, and then posed in a karate starting position.

It is undeniable that as the owner of the Karate Gym, Hasegawa still had a few tricks. After pulling his posture, a murderous aura rose from him.

Yue Shanshan looked at Hasegawa and said to Tang Han: "This Japanese devil is so powerful. Is your nephew okay? If you don't, please change people quickly."
Chapter completed!