Unexpectedly, Li Shan was defeated so soon, and Bai Xing and Ye Ming showed a look of shock on their faces.

This Murakami-kun seems to have only achieved great internal strength, but in fact his innocence has been cultivated to the point of perfection, and his strength is enough to be comparable to that of the master of internal strength.

Among the Chinese present, it seemed that only Bai Xing and Ye Ming could fight him.

Seeing Li Shan being beaten down miserably and his hands and feet were broken fiercely by the Japanese, the Chinese people below felt that their faces were blue and purple.

The Japanese people around began to sneer loudly, even Murakami-kun on the stage gave a thumbs up and pointed to the ground.

"This group of Japanese people are really looking for death."

Ye Ming frowned and said impatiently: "If I don't beat this person to a broken bone today, I'm not a member of the Ye family!"

He is the peak of the master of internal strength and is also considered a top master in the Ye family. He is even more of a soldier's blood in his bones. When he sees these days, the Chinese people are furious.

Bai Xing smiled slightly: "Brother Ye, you take action first. If you can't beat me, I will rush to you again! In short, you can't let the Chinese people underestimate these days."

"Don't worry, the people from my Ye family are best at fighting Japanese people!" Ye Ming smiled coldly.

After saying that, as soon as he stepped onto the ground, he flew directly into the ring two or three meters high, and stood proudly with his hands on his back.

"good!!"

Many Chinese people who came to visit nearby applauded when they saw Ye Mingliu on the ring.

Although this is an underground casino, if you want to make money, it must be open to tourists from other places, otherwise how could the local gamblers be able to operate just by relying on the few local gamblers?

These Chinese guests had seen this brand for a long time, and some boxing coaches who had practiced boxing and foot skills went up to challenge them, but when they saw Murakami Jun winning streak and his fierce skills, they were all deflated for a while.

Now seeing Ye Ming appearing, he is wearing a military green windbreaker and is so majestic that he is not an ordinary person at first glance, so he leans over.

When you are abroad, your own people must join forces to keep warm and cannot be bullied by local people abroad.

Seeing Ye Ming approaching, Murakami Jun's original relaxed face immediately turned into a solemn look. Ye Ming was completely different from Li Shan before.

The former's pace is steady,

If the breath is thick and you can't even hear the gap, you must have practiced your internal strength to the level of a master.

Even if you are far from the great perfection of internal strength, you can only break through with one last step.

That Li Shan just stepped into the great success of his internal strength and tried to fight with Murakami with some hard skills. The two of them were not of the same level at all.

Li Shan is actually a wild path in the world, and at most he is a personal bodyguard for the wealthy families of super families. Ye Ming grew up in the army and has a very solid foundation. Even if he is also very powerful in his internal strength, Li Shan is not an opponent.

Everyone in the audience knew that Ye Ming was not an ordinary master, and they all stared at the stage with concentration.

Murakami said: "The Chinese, another one who died."

After Ye Ming knew the meaning of his words from the translator, he sneered and said, "The Japanese people are small and small countries, how dare you bark?"

"Baga!"

Murakami-kun was not a good person. When he heard Ye Ming's words, his face darkened and he cursed. He didn't even care about the referee and rushed forward.

Seeing this, the Chinese people around him shouted loudly. The Japanese were too shameless and even ignored the referee and took the lead.

Murakami's speed is extremely fast. The way he practiced is mainly speed. In such a small space, he often knocks down the enemy with his move.

Just now, Li Shan was broken by Murakami before he could use his hard skills, and then his hands were cut off. He lost miserably and aggrievedly.

This blow even caused a fist wind, and Ye Ming's windbreaker was raised and even his eyes narrowed.

Bang!

Murakami's punch went straight towards Ye Ming's forehead. Before his fist arrived, the fist wind had already shaken the wall behind Ye Ming.

"Awesome!" The Japanese people in the audience applauded. Murakami's simple punch alone would probably be enough to beat the Chinese man opposite into a waste.

Those who did not understand martial arts saw that Murakami's punch had such power. They were so scared that they all took a breath and looked at the ring with surprise.

"Did these people take medicine?" someone asked in surprise.

In their perception, only after taking medicine can we get this kind of boxing style that exceeds the limits of human bodies.

The white star under the ring

He frowned slightly, and he didn't expect that Murakami's strength was indeed powerful. This punch already had a little bit of internal strength and external release.

"But Brother Ye is not as weak as you think." He glanced at the Japanese people not far away and smiled.

Faced with Murakami's almost desperate attack, Ye Ming raised his right foot and threw it out with a whip. Masaku Murakami's fist exploded.

The feet, which were connected with fists and feet, actually produced a circle of air waves that were difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. The two of them took a few steps at the same time and hit the edge of the ring.

The area of ​​this arena is too small, and neither Murakami nor Ye Ming can fight with ease, and can only fight hard for strength and physical strength.

In just a few minutes, the two had fought on the stage for thirty or forty rounds. Every time the two collided together, the entire ring would shake, and the dust fluttered, making the people in the audience tremble.

But in the end, Ye Ming was better. He grew up in the army and trained with the soldiers. He had already trained with the special forces at the age of fifteen. If he hadn't finally left the army, he would have at least been at the level of a lieutenant colonel.

Murakami is just a Japanese ronin. It is impossible to compare with Ye Ming who rolled out of the army. He was kicked in the chest and flew out of the ring, hitting a gambling machine below the stage, smashing the gambling machine to pieces.

Seeing this scene, the Chinese people present immediately relieved and their expressions became relaxed.

All the Japanese people next to them closed their mouths and dared not speak, looking at each other with an ugly look.

Bai Xing smiled and said, "Brother Ye is amazing. With a master like you in the Ye family, no wonder they can stand in Kyoto for a hundred years."

Ye Ming smiled contemptuously and said, "It's just a few Japanese pirates. It's just a matter of provoking China. It's simply a matter of hitting a stone with an egg, overestimating one's own abilities!"

Not many Japanese people can understand the Chinese he speaks, and even if they can understand it, they dare not come forward to refute it.

If you lose one-on-one single fight, there is nothing more to say about the Japanese.

"Chinese, I'll try it with you."

At this moment, a middle-aged man in a black suit came over. He seemed to understand Ye Ming's words just now, and now he spoke in strange Mandarin.

Ye Ming and Bai Xing frowned at the same time. The middle-aged man in front of him was definitely not of the same level as Murakami-kun.
Chapter completed!