Boom!

Wuyuan stomped down hard with a foot, causing the ground to crack instantly, then shouted loudly: "I am Wuyuan!"

In an instant, a formidable aura enveloped the entire space!

The entire basement suddenly became silent.

Two seconds later, the audience suddenly exploded, erupting in shouts of excitement.

"Oh my god, it's Wuyuan, that person is actually Wuyuan!"

"Heavens, I never expected to encounter Wuyuan here, he is one of the world's top fighters."

"A master, he's definitely a master among masters!

I saw him in Vietnam's underground boxing arena; he was unbelievably brutal, winning over two hundred matches in one day, breaking the record of the Vietnamese boxing champion, and then he punched the Vietnamese champion to death with one blow!"

"Awesome, truly awesome, he actually came here to fight underground boxing, this is going to be thrilling!"

As the audience was shocked, Wuyuan's eyes remained fixed on Ye Qiu, saying in a deep voice: "Everyone, since my debut, I've been admiring the prestige of Huaxia soldiers, wanting to face a true Huaxia soldier.

Today, we happen to have a Huaxia soldier here, said to be a Soldier King. I sincerely hope this Soldier King can come up and instruct me."

"Soldier King! Soldier King! Soldier King!"

"Soldier King!"

As soon as Wuyuan finished speaking, the surrounding audience boiled over, all looking towards Ye Qiu's direction, raising their arms and shouting.

"Boring."

Knowing it was all directed by Zhao Wenhua, Ye Qiu was lazy to care, his expression calm, continuing to drink casually.

"Soldier King, are you afraid?"

"Is this what a so-called Huaxia soldier is? Afraid to even spar?"

"Looks like the Huaxia Soldier King is only so-so, just a coward!"

Seeing Ye Qiu had no intention to appear, Wuyuan immediately arrogantly taunted.

By now, the audience began to grow impatient.

"Damn it, it's so annoying, being afraid to come up after such a long time, must be a fake Soldier King."

"Don't waste time, if the Soldier King is afraid to face him, then fight someone else!"

"Vietnamese, you are too arrogant! One random Huaxia martial artist can crush you!"

Facing the urging of the audience, Wuyuan glanced towards Zhao Wenhua's direction, seeing Zhao Wenhua giving an OK gesture, he immediately scanned everyone and shouted sharply: "Fine, since I'm up here today, any challenge I will accept!"

"I'll come!" Almost simultaneously, a robust man nearly two meters tall shouted, jumping onto the ring.

"Accept defeat!" The robust man clasped his fists, performing a basic etiquette gesture, then with a sharp look, swung his fist like a cannonball towards Wuyuan.

Wuyuan was fearless, swiftly sidestepping the robust man's attack.

Then...

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A backhand of three punches!

All landed on the robust man's head.

Just three punches caused obvious depression in the robust man's skull, blood sprayed, several teeth shattered.

Bang!

The fourth punch sent the robust man flying, crashing into the fence, falling to the ground, left gasping for life, completely defeated.

"Trash! Truly trash!"

Wuyuan glanced at the robust man disdainfully, spat.

Then, his sharp gaze shifted to the audience seats, cursing angrily: "Trash! Weaklings! You Huaxia people are utterly trash! Huaxia soldiers are cowards, not even daring to come up and fight!"

"Damn it, a measly Vietnamese dares to shout in Huaxia?"

Another fighter couldn't stand it, jumping on stage, furiously confronting Wuyuan.

This time, the two skipped courtesies, directly starting the fight!

This fighter, perhaps provoked, was fiercer, power more violent than the previous fighter!

However, it was of no use.

Same result!

Just three punches, knocked down by Wuyuan, blood spraying!

"Hahaha!"

Wuyuan laughed wildly, fiercely stepping on the knocked-out fighter's head, rampaging, "Trash, indeed still trash, I wasn't wrong, you Huaxia are all trash!

Even the so-called Huaxia soldiers, Soldier King, are all trash, ultimately just like trash, trampled under my feet!"

"Damn it, you're the trash!"

"Get down!"

"Hurry up and leave, Huaxia doesn't welcome you!"

Wuyuan's arrogance utterly enraged the audience, for a moment, a cacophony of curses erupted.

"That Huaxia Soldier King, watching your fellow Huaxia trash getting defeated one by one, can you still enjoy the show? Looks like you are even worse than those I've beaten, you are inferior to trash!"

Wuyuan turned his provocation toward Ye Qiu.

At this moment, Ye Qiu's face became extremely grim.

He was a Huaxia soldier, definitely unwilling to see a Vietnamese arrogant on Huaxia soil.

But as Ye Qiu was preparing to make a move, behind him, a physically imposing man approached quickly, exuding a strong soldier's aura.

He was the warrior Miao Mountain ordered to follow earlier by Huang Zhentian!

Before arriving at the venue, Ye Qiu had sensed warriors of the Demon Corps following him, seeing Miao Mountain was not surprising, he moved slightly to the side, coming alongside Miao Mountain.

"King, this guy is too arrogant, actually daring to insult Huaxia soldiers, let me go up and take care of him!" Miao Mountain said in a deep voice.

By now, blazing fury had ignited in his eyes!

Ye Qiu furrowed his brow, glanced at Wuyuan on the ring, whose arrogance was boundless, speaking with a grim face: "Then go up and try."

He slightly perceived Wuyuan's displayed strength was only mid-level Transformation, while the warriors of the Seventh Squad, upon awakening, all broke through to the Peak of Transformation level, Miao Mountain facing Wuyuan should not pose a major issue.

Moreover, it's a timely opportunity to gain deeper insight into the overall combat power of the Seventh Squad.

Ye Qiu agreed, soon Miao Mountain entered the ring, confronting Wuyuan.

"Trash, if you don't want to die, hurry up and scram!"

Wuyuan looked at Miao Mountain disdainfully, mocking: "From now on, I only face Huaxia soldiers to prove Huaxia people are all worthless, trash like you coming up just wastes my time."

"Come on! I am a Huaxia soldier!" Miao Mountain shouted angrily, and his whole body suddenly erupted with a powerful aura!

"Huaxia soldier?" Wuyuan was stunned for a moment, then twisted his neck, sneering: "Interesting, then I'll demonstrate how to brutally abuse Huaxia soldiers!"

"Cut the crap, meet your end!"

Wuyuan mocked Huaxia multiple times, scorned Huaxia soldiers, Miao Mountain couldn't hold back any longer, roared furiously, then leapt up, delivering a kick sweeping like autumn leaves in the wind, striking Wuyuan!

Bam!

The next moment, Wuyuan was knocked flying several meters away, his body shaking violently!

"Good! Well done!"

"Kill that Vietnamese!"

Almost instantly, the spectators around the ring boiled over!

Finally, someone capable of dealing with Wuyuan appeared!

"Hahaha!" At this moment, Wuyuan laughed even more madly, "Indeed a bit of skill, looks like against you, I should take things a bit more seriously."

Boom!

As he finished speaking, Wuyuan shouted explosively, releasing an aura even more powerful than before.

Almost simultaneously, Ye Qiu's gaze sharpened from below the stage!

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