The next day, as soon as the sky was dawn, Mr. Park's phone call was almost blown up!

After rushing to the conference hall, Congressman Huang roared on the spot. "Damn it! Who can tell me what's going on? All of us, the seventh-degree masters of black belt, actually fought with the people from Baishuidao, and they were all dead! What's going on? They are all dead! They are dead, how many people can we take action? Damn it... We are in the han national field of the Asian Fighting Competition! When the competition was played, we would have three eight-degree masters competed with one nine-degree master? What's the point? "

After hearing Mr. Huang's words, Mr. Park's face became solemn. Although his personal hatred is important, he is mainly dealing with the Asian Fighting Competition. If this matter is done, his life will not be too comfortable.

The others were silent and no one spoke.

After roaring, Congressman Huang sat dejectedly on the chair: "Everyone, this is the situation now, you should think of a solution."

"What can I do? Except for An Shenxu, everyone else was sent to the hospital by Wang Tian. The standard of the Asian Fighting Competition is that the minimum black belt must be more than three levels." One person said.

"Yes, right now, I can only count on experts outside the first route to charge."

"That's too much of a loss of people. The capital of a country has no even a few participants."

"That's better than China, right? No one in a country is selected."

"hey-hey……"

"Everyone, I have a suggestion." At this moment, a member of parliament spoke.

"Mr. Kim, let's talk about it." Mr. Wong asked.

Councillor Kim said: "It's very simple, return Wang Tian's qualifications."

"Go back? He has only one person, and it's nothing to have him or not?"

"No, he is very important! Nowadays, everyone is paying attention to his playing club. The people of the entire Han country hate him. If he can participate, the competition will still be very lively! The ratings will not get colder because there are fewer contestants. To put it bluntly, what everyone is worried about is not the final benefit?" said Mr. Kim.

"This..." Everyone was silent.

However, Congressman Park spoke: "I object! We are the ones who disqualified him. Now he is qualified. Isn't this a slap in the face? You have to do such a shameful thing, but I won't do it either. In addition, he will challenge Bae Joon-sung today, and it's still a little bit to say whether he can come out alive! If Bae Joon-sung wins, he will be a hero! The hero participates in the competition, and the gimmick is already big enough!"

"What if Bae Junshen loses?" asked Congressman Huang.

Congressman Park sneered: "I think that at that time, Choi Dong-yang shouldn't sit idly by anymore, right? He never participated in the Asian Fighting Competition in the past, but this time, I think he would participate in the extraordinary. Our God of War participated, are you still worried about the ratings?"

Everyone was moved and then laughed...

At this moment, Wang Tian had already arrived at the gate of the Hanshui Martial Arts Hall.

What surprised Wang Tian was that the Hanshui Martial Arts Hall was filled with people! There were reporters and audiences from other martial arts halls. At the end of the crowd, Pei Junsheng sat there quietly, with a set of tea sets in front of him, quietly playing the tea ceremony. Seeing Wang Tian’s arrival, he looked up slightly and asked, “Is the coffin ready?”

Hu Die suddenly became angry, but Wang Tian said first: "What kind of coffin do you want? I still have some money, I will give you one."

"Wang Tian, ​​don't be too arrogant! Do you think you can beat my brother?" Pei Junyong next to him stood up suddenly and scolded angrily.

Wang Tian didn't even look at Pei Junyong, and looked at Pei Junsheng and said, "I think we should stop talking nonsense and lose the price. Just do it!"

Pei Junsheng nodded and stood up and said, "Okay, I have something to deal with later, so let's solve you first."

After saying that, Pei Junsheng took off his loose burqa outside and came to Wang Tian. The spectators retreated one after another and gave up the competition venue.

Pei Junsheng said with five fingers deep in his heart: "Five minutes, if you can still stand up, I will let you return to China alive. Otherwise, you will be blind and have no eyes and die, don't blame me."

Wang Tian looked around and found that there seemed to be no live broadcast from the TV station today.

Pei Junsheng said: "Some words and some things are not suitable for live broadcasts. This is a duel, a duel of the Warriors. If you fight for your country, I'm about the same..."

"Do you want to decide the winner, the winner, the fight against life and death?" Wang Tian raised his eyebrows.

Pei Junsheng said: "That's right."

"Very good, I like it!" Wang Tian's eyes lit up.

Pei Junsheng said: "I am still very good. My great han's martial arts are not only Taekwondo, but also various weapons. Today's battles include weapons. I have prepared Chinese weapons for you, right behind you. Choose what weapons do you like to use, and you can use them as you wish."

Wang Tian looked back and saw a row of cold weapons on the weapon rack, including swords, guns, sticks, and a Qinglong Yanyue Sword. However, the knife was very heavy and the rust was very thick, so it was obviously brought to make up the numbers temporarily.

"Master, this knife probably has 400 pounds. Who can dance? Isn't this clearly a scam?" Hu Die muttered.

Pei Junsheng said disapprovingly: "I know that some people in your country like to use this kind of weapon, but no one here uses it. I can only borrow one from the museum... This one seems to be used by a god statue. Whether a human can use it is really a matter of whether it is a real idea."

Hu Die suddenly became angry: "Since it is used for the statue of God, it is just an ornament. What's the use of it?"

Pei Junsheng smiled and said, "I am just doing my best to the landlords. If you use it or not, it is not within my thinking. These are the weapons, but Mr. Wang is looking at Shunyang?"

Wang Tian picked up a thick-backed sword next to him and weighed it. It was dozens of pounds. Although it was not as good as Wang Wu's sword, he also made do with it. Then he put the sword down and said, "Okay, what weapon do you use?"

Pei Junsheng raised his hand, and a disciple came forward behind him and respectfully presented a sword.

Pei Junsheng said: "This is my weapon, Jian Ming: the sky is blue. The sky is blue and the sky is clear. Those who can die under it are also famous figures."

Hu Die sneered: "It means that you have to thank you if you die in your hands?"

Pei Junsheng didn't care about Hu Die's mockery at all, and nodded, "It's almost the same. Mr. Wang Tian, ​​can you start?"

Wang Tian hooked his finger and said, "Okay, I really thought that you have made so many tricks for your own death."

Pei Junsheng bowed and said, "Hanshui Martial Arts Hall, the owner Pei Junsheng!"

"Huaxia, Tianwang Martial Arts Hall, the owner of the hall, Wang Tian!" Wang Tian returned the gift, which means that the competition began!
Chapter completed!