My martial arts master is too crazy, 3000 million black fans

Chapter 208 failed, the Neon people collectively cried bitterly!

"why?"

"Why is Teacher Jiang from the Tang Dynasty and not from Neon?"

Zhijiu was frustrated.

"Wow!" A cry spread from the live video.

Who is crying?
There were neon people crying in the karate team area around the ring.

Not one or two people cried, but a third of the karate members cried.

Hundreds of people cried collectively.

They cry because karate is their belief, and they have always believed that karate is the strongest on the face of the earth.

But now, their faith has collapsed. The karate they are proud of, the so-called strongest on the surface, is so vulnerable that they were beaten to a pulp by a Tang nationality.

It's not that they can't accept failure, but failure in this way means that dozens of black belt masters can't defeat one person in a swarm.

It's so tragic, so embarrassing.

Dozens of people can no longer beat one person, and karate has become a child's play, and it has become a child's play in front of Tang Kungfu, and it has become a show of punching and embroidering legs.

It became a big joke.

Such a failure and such an ending are unacceptable to them.

He couldn't accept that the karate he learned and even worked for his whole life was so rubbish. In the end, it was so rubbish that he had no power to fight back when he encountered Tang Guo Kung Fu.

What else is there to learn?

What you learn cannot be used, it is rubbish.

"How could this happen? How could this happen?" A man with a fifth-degree black belt in Shotokan-ryu was blinded. He slapped his head hard and shouted: "How could this happen? How could this happen? Ah!" The man looked like he was crazy.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Crazy, the man stood up and shouted like crazy, "I don't believe it, I don't believe it, I don't believe it..."

What do you not believe?
Don’t you believe that karate is invulnerable?

"Wow wow wow!" A man with a seventh-degree black belt in the Goju-ryu team. In the past, this man was the chief instructor of a dojo and a master in the eyes of many students. At this moment, the master cried like a little kid. Like a child, she cried very sadly, with tears streaming down her face, "Karate is vulnerable, karate is vulnerable, wow wow wow wow!"

"Wow wow wow!" In the surrounding stands, a neon man with a plaster flag tied on his head was crying loudly. While crying, he shouted, "Fake, fake, everything is fake!"

This is another crazy one.

Cry, cry, cry for me.

Some people cry and some laugh.

At this time, Jiang Yang finally heard the cheers, and thunderous shouts erupted from the scene:
"Jiangyang Thief!"

"Jiangyang Thief!"

"Jiangyang Thief!"

Shouts swept across the valley.

All Tang fans in the valley stood up, some shouted excitedly, and some waved their flags.

Countless flags gathered into a sea of ​​red.

"Jiangyang Thief!"

The two commentators, Han Wu and Shi Sheng, shouted excitedly and worshiped.

They lay on the anchor desk with their hands, banged their heads on the anchor desk, and yelled while banging.

too excited.

My whole body was shaking with excitement, my neck and ears were red with excitement.

"All worship!"

"Thank you sir!"

"Ahhh, kneel down to the boss!"

"That's awesome, I'm going to kneel down to the boss!"

"My blood is boiling!"

"Brothers, I will kneel down first to respect you!"

"Place your hands on the ground and worship!"

"Plop, boss, are you satisfied with my kneeling posture?" "Promote the prestige of our country!"

"Incomparably excited, blood seems to burst out from the body, at this moment, I am extremely proud of being a native of Tang."

"Karate is vulnerable!"

In the live broadcast room, Tangguo netizens were extremely excited and worshiped collectively.

It’s so awesome that many netizens really knelt down.

Three boys in the Qingbei University dormitory stood up and left their seats, kneeling in front of the computer screen!

In a square in Jianghai City, a live broadcast was being broadcast on a large screen. At this time, a young man in the square knelt down on the spot.

In a mountain city, in an apartment dormitory, a man wearing glasses was lying on the bed watching the live broadcast on his mobile phone. Now he got up, got out of bed, lay on the ground with his hands, and knelt down with his head on the ground.

Netizens not only posted comments saying they were kneeling, but in reality many people actually knelt down.

You must kneel, otherwise it is not enough to express your inner excitement and passion.

"Jiang Shen, I would like to call you Jiang Shen, the god of martial arts, and I will kneel down to you!"

Some netizens have called him "Jiang Shen" and "God of Martial Arts".

One person suppresses all the neon karate. I wonder if such a person cannot be called the god of martial arts. Who is qualified?

"Valkyrie! Valkyrie! Valkyrie!"

"Jiang Shen is the god of martial arts!"

"The God of Martial Arts!"

Many netizens are posting comments to express their admiration and excitement.

In the eyes of Tang Dynasty netizens, Jiang Shen is the god of martial arts, and in the eyes of Princess Qingzi, he is the great devil of martial arts.

Tears in the eyes.

Princess Qingzi cried.

Karate failed, failed miserably.

Karate is not just a martial art in Princess Kiyoko and even everyone in Neon People’s psychology. Karate is a culture and a belief. Karate has been integrated into every aspect of Neon People’s lives. It is part of the Neon People’s bushido spirit. .

The failure of karate is tantamount to the collapse of the spirit of bushido.

It is tantamount to a setback to the self-confidence of all Neon people.

Princess Qingzi was devastated.

Tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

The look of Her Royal Highness Princess crying would make the Neon people sad again.

"Dong dong dong!" There was a knock on the door, "Your Highness Princess, it's time for us to set off."

Wiping her tears, Princess Qingzi turned off the live broadcast.

She was about to leave for the airport, fly to Tang Country, and meet Mr. Hanyu Bingwei.

The teacher said that only Mr. Hanyubei can fight against the Gangyang Bandit. I hope the teacher's judgment is correct, otherwise, the entire Neon Martial Arts will be suppressed by the Gangyang Bandit.

After a while, Princess Qingzi left the palace in a car.

In a wooden villa in Kobe County, a dozen people with their faces covered and dressed as ninjas were sitting on their knees in an empty room.

The room was silent, no one spoke, as if the air had frozen.

At this time, the door opened, and a masked man came in. He walked up to a masked ninja in white, knelt down and spoke, "Teacher, I failed in the Karate Competition at Mount Fuji. I failed miserably!"

The white-clothed ninja said nothing.

After a moment of silence, the white-clothed ninja spoke, "I failed in karate. This result is expected. Sasakura, you have come into contact with Jiangyang's thieves. Tell me your opinion. Is this person really invincible?"

Sasakura, who looked like a female ninja in appearance, spoke, "Teacher, in a head-on confrontation, no one can be the opponent of Jiang Yang's thief. This person's martial arts has reached the divine level."

If Jiang Yang were present, he would have known at a glance that this female ninja was waiting for an opportunity to assassinate him at Mount Fuji that day.

"You have all heard it, Jiangyang Thief. This man is a rare genius in the martial arts world of the Tang Dynasty. I have to admit that this man's martial arts has reached the realm of the gods. Fighting alone and competing in the ring, there is no one in our entire neon martial arts world. People are his opponents.

Therefore, the task given to us by the Lord is assassination. Only assassination can get rid of this person.

Unless this person is eliminated, our martial arts community will never rise again.

This demon must be eliminated! "

(End of this chapter)