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At this time, Hong Zhennan subconsciously stopped his hand, but the tornado caught the gap, stepped forward, and punched his inner uppercut vigorously, directly punching him in the side.

With a bang.

Hong Zhennan fell directly to the ground and fell into a semi-conscious state.

"Foul! Foul!"

"Ah! Did you make a mistake! Why are you still attacking people when the bell is ringing!"

……

Some people who were not convinced immediately stood up and shouted loudly.

Clam? !

When Hong Zhennan was knocked to the ground, all the remaining Huaxia people in the audience couldn't help standing up, looking nervous.

You must know that this battle is not just a personal battle.

Now it has almost risen to the battle of Huayang, and it is necessary to prove who is stronger and who is weaker!

When the foreign audience saw the tornado breaking the game, they cheered and applauded loudly, and their excitement was comparable to winning the world championship.

Also, tornadoes are restless.

On the side, he raised his hands to show off, as if the victory or defeat had been decided, showing off his might and might, arrogantly and fiercely.

"One, two, three, four..." The referee began to count down.

Every countdown seems to touch the heartstrings of all the Chinese people present. I hope Hong Zhennan can stand up again and support the strong waist that will not fall!

Even a master like Hong Zhennan was unbearable when he was hit by the boxing champion Tornado.

He fell to the ground for a while and didn't see any movement for a long time.

"seven!"

Seventh second.

"Eight!"

Eighth second.

"Hmm..." At this time, Hong Zhennan groaned in a timely manner and wanted to stand up.

As a result, it took a few times to barely stand up and rest against the player's corner.

"Are you alright?"

The referee held Hong Zhennan's head and asked in English.

The host immediately translated it in Chinese.

Hong Zhennan shook his heavy head, his eyes were a little slack but he nodded insistently.

"yeah!"

All the Chinese people in the audience shouted cheerfully in an instant, and some were so excited that they even hugged together.

what is this?

This is the festival of the nation!

As a Chinese who has been influenced by more than [-] years of traditional culture, he must never forget this kind of team spirit between Paoze and national disasters, the general trend of the world, and the responsibility of everyone!

But apart from a few insiders who were dripping blood silently in their hearts, none of the people present knew that Hong Zhennan's station was not a lofty national sentiment.

Stand up for your own life.

It's like using your own life to make the last roar!

On the other hand, the disciples such as Zheng Weiji, who kept massaging their slack muscles and bones, somehow burst into tears. I don't know whether it was the contempt of the angry tornado, or the distressed master's injury.

Maybe both.

Hong Zhennan, who was sitting in the corner of the ring, already knew deeply that he might lose the next round.

However, the pride of being a Chinese boxer encouraged and supported him, so that he could not give up at all.

Never let Chinese boxing be humiliated! ! !

"Master Hong, if you really can't do it, just give up. Your health is important, don't compare it."

Qin Xuan's eyes were full of tears as he gently persuaded him.

As soon as he heard this voice, Hong Zhennan wanted to turn back to speak, but he was really tired.

"Actually, I still owe you a thank you. After all, the last time you and my eldest disciple got into a fight, we started it first."

In the end, he had no choice but to reply: "Facing the enemy Aki who is in a trap, you can resolve the hatred and help. It's really rare, thank you very much."

After speaking, he cupped his hands with difficulty, and did not reply directly to Qin Xuan's advice.

"Master, don't say any more."

Zheng Weiji choked and persuaded.

"Yes, Master, let's give up."