Chapter 1403 Stand, Don't Kneel!

"President Ma also lost?"

"My God, why is that Dongying man so strong?"

"Three consecutive defeats, is Chinese martial arts really inferior to Taekwondo and Karate?"

The moment Ma Yinghui was shot flying, the self-confidence of the guests in the venue was also shattered.

Ma Yinghui flew out more than ten meters before smashing down, and it happened to hit the table where Li Feng was.

With a "click" sound, the table made of solid wood was smashed by Ma Yinghui, and the dishes on it fell to the ground, making a "click" sound.

The soup splashed all over the surrounding guests.

"what!"

Xiao Lingya exclaimed and hurriedly jumped into Li Feng's arms.

Li Feng hooked the corner of his mouth, hugged her and waved his right hand, blocking the soup that was splashing here.

"puff"

In the mess, Ma Yinghui opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood!

"dad!"

"Master!"

Ma Jiaji and a group of fellow apprentices exclaimed and rushed here together.

"SS-class...he's ss-class!"

Ma Yinghui looked up at the sky and murmured indifferently.

Hetian Hutaro shot him out with just one move, and also interrupted several of his meridians.

This time, he lost his wife and lost his army, and lost a lot of money!

"what?!"

Ma Jiaji and others were horrified.

They were still wondering why they were both at S+ level, but Master was defeated so easily.

It turns out Wada Tiger Taro is SS class! This is a crushing battle of a higher realm!

"Tsk tsk, President Ma, I heard that you are also a master as famous as me, why are you so vulnerable? It seems that you can't believe the rumors."

On the high platform, Wada Hutaro put his hands behind his back, looked down at Ma Yinghui in the distance, and said mockingly.

"You... poof!"

Embarrassed, Ma Yinghui spat out a mouthful of blood again!

"President Ma, don't you get so excited, I have already left my hand just now. If you lose too much blood and die again, won't I get into a murder lawsuit? Don't you want to hurt me!"

Wada Tiger Taro continued to taunt.

"Hetian-kun, I think your worries are not unreasonable."

"President Ma is also a well-known hero. He must have wanted to die when he suffered such humiliation."

"What's more, he knows that after today, the Majia Martial Arts Hall will collapse, and it will definitely be meaningless to live."

Li Zaihe also shook his head in mockery.

"If I were him, I would kill myself on the head."

Wada Tiger Taro laughed.

"Me too, I just don't know if President Ma has such courage."

Li Zaihe sneered.

When the two sang together, their sarcasm doubled directly, and the thin-skinned person might actually commit suicide at this time.

However, Ma Yinghui is an old fried dough stick, and he knows the truth of leaving the castle without worrying about burning wood. It is impossible to commit suicide, and it is impossible to commit suicide in this life.

I can only pretend that I can't hear the two farting on the side, and maintain my last dignity.

Seeing that Ma Yinghui didn't speak, Hetian Hutaro snorted coldly: "It's 3:0, and there are still seven games to be played. President Ma, don't disappoint the guests present."

"Don't deceive people too much!" Ma Yinghui adjusted his breath and said angrily.

Even if he failed, who else can play in the Majia Martial Arts Academy?

"This is what we agreed in advance, you at least let us play 6-0.

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"Otherwise, you would go outside and publicize after the incident, saying that you had a 6:3 fight with us. Who should we ask for reasoning?"

Wada Tiger Taro said mockingly.

Li Zaihe smiled and said, "Hetian-kun, you misunderstood President Ma's meaning. The last match was when President Ma selected a candidate. This time it's our turn."

Hetian Hutaro slapped his forehead, and said angrily, "Look at my brain, how can I forget about this, okay, since we chose people, then... Nakata-kun, leave this to you."

"Hi Yi!" Nakata Jiro separated the crowd and walked slowly onto the high platform.

"Then... President Ma, it's up to you to choose someone." Wada Hutaro said with a smile.

Ma Yinghui's face sank and he didn't say a word.

"Dad, let me play this game!" Ma Jiaji volunteered to fight.

He is the only strong master in the Majia Martial Arts Academy. When both his father and elder brother were defeated, he was the only one who could rise to the top.

"No, Jiayu and I are both injured, you can't be hurt any more." Ma Yinghui let out a sigh of relief and said with an ugly face.

Ma Jiaji was not convinced: "But..."

"There's nothing wrong, we'll admit defeat this time!" Ma Yinghui shouted loudly.

There was an uproar!

In the first game, Ma Yinghui conceded once, and in the fourth game, he voluntarily conceded defeat.

This made the guests, who already felt their self-esteem hurt, even more dissatisfied.

If it wasn't for Ma Yinghui's reputation in Chinatown, there would have been guests shouting loudly.

"If you want to admit defeat, you can admit defeat. As long as you admit in public that Huaxia martial arts is inferior to Dongying karate and Korean Taekwondo, I will allow you to admit defeat."

Hetian Hutaro had long expected that Ma Yinghui would concede defeat, and immediately put forward conditions.

As soon as these words came out, the anger of the guests present could no longer be suppressed: "I can't admit defeat!"

"Huaxia martial arts is extensive and profound, how can Dongying karate and Korea Taekwondo be compared?"

"President Ma, don't promise him, it's a shame, a shame!"

"Any Chinese person is not qualified to say such a thing, President Ma, you must not be a sinner of Huaxia!"

"Are you teaching me to do things?!" Ma Yinghui was already holding back his anger. Hearing the chatter of the guests around him, his anger grew even stronger, and he let out a loud roar.

The room was silent, but everyone was filled with anger.

If Ma Yinghui's answer can't satisfy them, then they don't care what prestige Ma Yinghui has, and they will just scold him!

Under everyone's attention, Ma Yinghui stood up with the help of Ma Jiaji, and said proudly: "Huaxia Wushu is extensive and profound, I can't beat you, it can only mean that I am not good at learning, what does it have to do with Huaxia Wushu?"

Hetian Hutaro's pupils shrank, and he said coldly, "Baga! You can't cry without seeing the coffin!"

"Hahaha." Ma Yinghui laughed loudly, the laughter touched the wound and made him cough a few times.

After a while, Ma Yinghui smoothed his breath and said, "Hetian Hutaro, Li Zaihe, don't you just want to take this opportunity to humiliate our Chinese martial arts? Go and be your horse's Spring and Autumn Dream!"

"Although I, Ma Yinghui, are not a pure martial artist, my knees are still hard! You want me to kneel down? Impossible!"

"Okay! President Ma said it well!"

"Huaxia people must have such a spirit!"

Ma Yinghui's answer was full of praise, and the grievances in the hearts of everyone dissipated a lot.

"Want to stand and don't want to kneel? It's alright, then continue to fight. If you don't dare to fight, just swallow these words back to me!" Wada Hutaro sneered, Chengzhu in his grip.

"With so many Chinese people present, doesn't anyone have the courage to come up?" Li Zaihe glanced at the audience and mocked: "The rumors are true, the Chinese people are all cowards..."

"I come!"

Li Feng let out a loud shout and stood up.

Silence!