Liang Jian: I have a canteen

Even Andrei himself didn't expect that he would be distracted during the fight.

The price of being distracted in such a fierce battle is to expose a flaw and be hit on the shoulder by Akagi's hand knife.

This time Akagi's attack was very powerful and accurate, crippling Andre's right arm.

As to whether it was a dislocation or a fracture, Xu San couldn't tell. All he saw was Andre's right arm hanging down, staring at Akagi angrily.

"Despicable Japanese." Andre stepped back and said in German.

Seeing that Akagi couldn't hear, the referee and translator next to him immediately translated.

Akagi took a step back, put away his stance, and asked, "Why did Mr. Andre say that?"

Andre supported his right arm with his hand and looked at Xu San who was whistling.

Akagi looked at Xu San, and seemed to know that Andre's distraction just now must have been Xu San's secret trick.

But
He had no evidence, and neither did Andre.

But as a martial artist, he has his own principles, so he said, "If it is really my friend who is interfering, then I admit defeat in this competition."

"No!" Andre rejected Akagi's proposal very straightforwardly, then glanced at Xu San who was still whistling, "Maybe it's my illusion."

"I am a doctor and have some experience in bone setting. If Mr. Andre doesn't mind, I can treat you."

The middle-aged man has been translating all the time, so there is basically no communication barrier between the two people now.

After considering Akagi's proposal, Andre discussed it with the middle-aged man and decided to let him give it a try.

You hit yourself, so you have to heal yourself, so Akagi started by correcting the dislocated shoulder blade.

Andre moved around a bit and felt that it didn't seem to have much impact.

Looking at Akagi again, there was a little more respect and a little less arrogance in his eyes.

The two sides rested for about a minute, and then they started fighting again. When the fight started again, it was not as intense.

After all, his arm had just been injured, and Andre didn't dare to do anything too strenuous for fear of aggravating the injury.

Although he has been cured by Akagi now, he does not believe in Akagi's medical skills.

Westerners of this period viewed Orientals as yellow-skinned monkeys and were generally skeptical of their medical skills.

If you have any reservations, the fight will be boring.

After the two men fought for a few rounds again, Andre took the initiative to jump out of the circle, "Okay, no more fighting, I admit defeat this time."

He still felt a little unwilling to accept Andre's defeat this time.

Because the undefeated record in China came to an end.

However, compared with his own injuries, this undefeated status is really not that important. Anyway, the people who pay him just want him to dampen the Chinese people's enthusiasm.

Since Akagi is not a Chinese, he is not within the scope of the contract and cannot be considered a breach of contract.

Akagi put away his stance, "Are you really not going to fight anymore? Are you worried about the injury to your arm?"

Andre did not answer directly, "I'm not in the mood. I'm leaving China this afternoon and I have a lot of things to deal with."

"Then!" Akagi took a step back, adjusted his breathing, and bowed formally to Andre, "Thank you for your guidance."

Andre also nodded slightly, then called the middle-aged translator to walk off the stage.

The final solution was a mess and the onlookers were confused.

However, it didn't take long before the translator came on stage again and explained the result of the competition. (End of this chapter)