Chapter 1401 Cannon Fodder

It is said that Li Zaishi is the younger brother of Li Zaihe. He opened a martial arts gym in Goryeo and is also an S-level powerhouse.

Unexpectedly, Li Zaishi came to LSJ and came to play with Li Zaihe!

"Don't worry, brother, I will definitely win this game."

Li Zaishi smiled faintly, and after a few ups and downs, he jumped onto the high platform.

This scene caused a burst of exclamations from the guests in the hall.

"So fast!"

"He jumps so high!"

"Is this the strength of a Taekwondo master?"

Before the sparring started, Lee Jae-suk took the lead!

"please."

After standing on the high platform, Li Zaishi said coldly.

Ma Jiayu's expression changed slightly, but just as he was about to fight, Ma Yinghui let out a loud roar: "Wait a minute!"

Everyone looked at him in confusion.

"Is President Ma going to regret it?" Li Zaihe asked mockingly.

"It's not remorse, I just want to confirm one thing first." Ma Yinghui took a deep breath, pointed at Li Zaishi and asked, "Is this Li Zaishi your younger brother who stayed at the Taekwondo gym in Korea?"

"That's right." Li Zaihe nodded, smiling playfully.

Ma Yinghui's face changed several times, and finally he gritted his teeth and said, "We will admit defeat in this game!"

"What? Dad, I won't admit defeat! I haven't fought yet, so I can't admit defeat!" Ma Jiayu couldn't believe his ears, why did he let him admit defeat before he even fought?

"Go down!" Ma Yinghui glanced at him and said in a deep voice.

"I can't go down!" Ma Jiayu was also stubborn and said with a stubborn neck: "My warriors are not afraid of a battle, even if I have no chance of winning, I will fight to the end!"

"Young Master Ma said it well!"

"This is the backbone that we Chinese people should have!"

"Okay, I support Young Master Ma!"

The guests under the stage cheered loudly and the atmosphere was warm.

"You rebel, I said that we will admit defeat in this game, and you go down!"

Ma Yinghui is about to cry, you are only an A-level player, but the opposite is S-level, why are you afraid of fighting a fart, you are so dead, okay? !

"My knees aren't that soft!"

Ma Jiayu snorted coldly and returned a salute to Li Zaishi: "Let's start!"

Li Zaishi raised his eyebrows and laughed loudly: "Okay, you have shown me the backbone of the Chinese people, and also let me realize the stupidity of the Chinese people."

The voice fell, Li flashed at the foot of the stone, and came to Ma Jiayu in the blink of an eye.

Ma Jiayu's heart jumped, and when he raised his hand, he threw a punch.

At the same time, Li Zaishi kicked his foot sideways.

"boom"

With a muffled sound, Ma Jiayu's fist slammed into Li Zaishi's right foot.

"click"

After a crisp sound, Ma Jiayu only felt a sharp pain in his right arm, and then a huge force flew him out.

In midair, Ma Jiayu spat out a mouthful of blood!

This scene made the hall quiet!

They are all from China, and seeing their compatriots being punched away by the Koreans, it would be uncomfortable for anyone else to watch.

"Jiayu!"

Ma Yinghui let out a miserable cry, chased after him a little, hugged and unloaded Ma Jiayu before he landed.

The whole process was smooth and smooth, and the movements were unrestrained and neat, and the guests watching the scene cheered again and again.

"Ah, President Ma is so fast!"

"Is this the real Chinese martial arts?"

"It seems that Young Master Ma still hasn't mastered it yet. If President Ma made the shot himself, he would definitely not be defeated!"

Originally, the momentum of the guests had fallen to the bottom,

After Ma Yinghui showed this hand, his momentum recovered immediately.

"Can't even catch my punch? Hehe, although I have courage, I'm still a waste."

Looking at the unconscious Ma Jiayu, Li Zaishi opened a taunting gun.

"Li Zaishi, you are going too far!"

Ma Yinghui glared at Li Zaishi, killing intent all over his body.

Li Zaishi's punch broke Ma Jiayu's arm, and even if he was able to connect the broken bones, he would be permanently disabled.

Not only that, Jiayu also suffered serious internal injuries. If one is handled improperly, Jiayu may fall!

"On the arena, there is a distinction between life and death. It is impossible for President Ma to fail to understand this."

"Since you are in the ring, you must plan to lose your life in the sparring."

Li Zaishi put his hands behind his back and laughed gloomily.

"An S-rank powerhouse fights an A-rank, and he still feels that he is very honorable, so he is very shameless."

Under the stage, Li Feng couldn't stand it any longer and whispered.

"Are you going to take action?" Xiao Lingya's eyes were full of light.

Li Feng is her male companion. If he can turn the tide, then there will be light on her face.

Xiao Lingya was excited when she thought of how Sun Lu and the others looked at her at that time.

Li Feng shook his head: "It's not time yet."

Xiao Lingya nodded slightly disappointed, then glanced at Sun Lu who was standing at the door of the side hall.

A woman's intuition has always been accurate, Sun Lu immediately noticed that someone was looking at her, and then she met Xiao Lingya's gaze.

Eyes meet, sparks fly.

After a while, Sun Lu pouted, pointed to his position, and then shook his little finger.

Xiao Lingya sneered, took Li Feng's arm, and leaned against his shoulder.

Sun Lu's pupils shrank, and then he turned his head away with a cold snort.

"President Ma, who are you going to send next?"

Wada Tiger Taro said with a smile.

Ma Yinghui handed Ma Jiayu to his apprentice, and then looked at Hetian Hutaro coldly: "I chose the person first in the last game, this time it's your turn to choose the person first, right?"

"That's right." Hetian Hutaro smiled slightly, turned his head and said to a middle-aged man beside him, "Junior brother, I'll leave this to you to fight, how about it?"

The middle-aged man smiled: "Please don't worry, senior brother, I will definitely win this game!"

"Okay, then there is Junior Brother Lao!" Hetian Hutaro bowed his hands and watched him walk into the ring.

Ma Yinghui's pupils shrank, although he didn't know this middle-aged man, but after hearing Hetian Hutaro call him junior brother, he knew that this man was not easy to deal with.

"Father, let me play this one!"

Ma Yinghui's second son Ma Jiaji said anxiously.

Ma Yinghui turned his head and glared at him, and then said to a disciple, "Chen Gang, you are here."

Since he knew that the opponent was not easy to deal with, he would use Tian Ji's way of horse racing to let this match go.

Chen Gang is just a player who has just reached B rank, his face was a little ugly when he heard Ma Yinghui's call, but he still answered in a deep voice: "Yes, Master!"

Obviously, he also knew that he had become cannon fodder.

But the master said in the martial arts hall that even if he knew he couldn't beat the opponent, he would have to bite the bullet!

Hetian Hutaro raised his eyebrows, then shook his head and sneered: "Chinese people always like to be clever."

"Who said it wasn't?" Li Zaihe sneered and echoed, "Everyone understands the truth of Tian Ji's horse racing, but he did this to send his apprentice to death. Doesn't this make other people feel cold?"

"If I were his apprentice, I would definitely be cold-hearted. I blame them for their bad fate. They found a despicable and shameless person to be their master." Hetian Hutaro shook his head and said.

Ma Yinghui's face was ashen and his fists were clenched tightly. Behind him, the faces of all the disciples showed thoughtful expressions.