Jiang Moshu had no expression on her face, but her eyes were flickering, and the look of disgust seemed to have disappeared.

She had to admit, at this moment, Ren Feng was extremely charming.

Yang Rui was shocked, but the look in his eyes became even more vicious.

The people on Cheng Fei's side all had gloomy faces, and Jin Changxiu sneered, "Is he provoking us? I'll make him suffer in a moment!"

"Damn, really want to bring a few hundred people to chop him into mince." Yang Rui couldn't help but curse.

But remembering how Ren Feng wiped out dozens of people including Jun by himself yesterday, he felt a sense of powerlessness.

After Cheng Fei exchanged glances with Ren Feng in the air for a while, he turned to Yang Rui and said, "What's the hurry? Have confidence in yourself. This is just the beginning. Carry on with the original plan."

Cheng Fei turned around and spoke in Japanese to Yanagida Ichirō, sitting behind him, "Your turn. Hope you won't disappoint us."

"Great Japan's Jujutsu never disappoints," Yanagida Ichirō said with a stern face.

"I hope so. Good luck." Cheng Fei nodded.

"Want to introduce the opponent?" Yuu Xiaoyun asked Cheng Fei.

"No need." Cheng Fei shook his head. The previous introduction was undoubtedly a slap in the face, as the so-called Muay Thai master couldn't even last three minutes?

Yanagida Ichirō walked onto the stage, looked at Ren Feng seriously for a moment, and then bowed slightly to him.

"What's that mean? Want me to show mercy?" Ren Feng said indifferently, "Alright, I won't break your neck later."

Yanagida Ichirō understood some Huaxia Language, and immediately his face turned cold.

"Baka! I'll make you die a horrible death!"

Ren Feng couldn't be bothered with more nonsense and charged directly at him. What he didn't expect was that Yanagida Ichirō's body bounced back like a shrimp, avoiding Ren Feng's straight punch range, but instead kicked at Ren Feng's lower body.

The reaction speed was secondary, but the flexibility of the body was extremely rare.

"Jujutsu?" Ren Feng sneered.

He took two steps back, dodged the most direct attack, then rushed forward again, blocked Yanagida Ichirō's hand blade with one hand, kneed hard, straightened his bent leg, and kicked him flying.

Clatter!

The audience burst into raucous applause, and someone shouted "Bravo."

Those beautiful models from all over the world also watched with excitement, cheering for Ren Feng in their own languages or in Huaxia Language.

"Kung Fu. Magical Huaxia Kung Fu."

"So handsome. Love this kind of man."

"Oh. If only I could spend one night with such a man, I'd die happy."

"Wanna do it? Then just follow him home tonight."

"I gave him my card; don't know if he'll call me—"

Cheng Fei's face was cold, holding Yuu Xiaoyun's hand with increasing force, almost crushing her hand, and she didn't dare make a sound.

Spent so much to bring them here, but who would have thought they'd be so stupid, couldn't land a punch on Ren Feng, and instead got one dead and one injured by him. Originally intended to humiliate Ren Feng, yet ended up being humiliated instead.

Yanagida Ichirō's body slid to the edge of the ring and stopped only with the obstruction of the ropes. He touched his painfully sore abdomen and stubbornly stood up again.

With just one move, he was sent flying, making him look like a joke.

Of course, he was a joke.

"I want you dead!" Yanagida Ichirō roared and charged at Ren Feng again.

Before getting close, he was directly sent flying by Ren Feng again.

Get up again, get sent flying again.

After repeating several times, the fight turned into a one-sided humiliation. Every time Yanagida Ichirō charged over, Ren Feng simply kicked him over. Climbing up again, he was trampled back down again.

By now, Yanagida Ichirō was unrecognizable to even his own mother, completely disfigured, and Cheng Fei's face looked extremely bad.

Moreover, Ren Feng wasn't going for the kill, it was as if he was toying with him, and it was Cheng Fei's face that was being lost.

Cheng Fei waved his hand and sighed, "Let him come down, Jin Changxiu up."

Yuu Xiaoyun stood up to stop them from fighting. Just saw Yanagida Ichirō collapse to the floor as he charged, crashing onto the boxing ring with a thud, unmoving.

Yuu Xiaoyun swallowed her words, saying stop was already meaningless.

Jin Changxiu is a civilian expert from South Korea, who originally had some disdain for Huaxia Country, thinking such a large Huaxia Country was always bullied and humiliated, a nation without dignity or backbone.

But someone approached him, saying someone in Huaxia Country was willing to hire him at a high price, the offer was something he couldn't refuse, and it happened that Jin Changxiu wanted to meet a Huaxia expert, so he was happy to go.

But now seeing his opponent defeat two partners in a row, and one of them dying on the spot, the other unconscious, possibly beyond rescue, Jin Changxiu felt a shiver down his spine.

What a foolish choice, Jin Changxiu thought angrily.

"Mr. Jin, Mr. Cheng is calling you to go up." Yuu Xiaoyun turned around and said to Jin Changxiu, who was sitting behind her.

"Oh. Of course, no problem." Jin Changxiu frowned, "But this opponent is too strong."

Cheng Fei coldly smirked when he heard him say the opponent was strong, "What, trying to run away? Is this the behavior of Korean martial artists?"

"No. Mr. Cheng misunderstood, I'm not running away. I think, to deal with such a master, you should give a corresponding price."

Jin Changxiu was excellent at raising the price, anyway, the previous two guys were already crippled, isn't this the best time to demand a higher price?

A weak country fears diplomacy, and as an international friend, even these wealthy individuals dare not do anything to a foreigner, right?

Cheng Fei frowned and said, "Fine. According to the previous agreement, if you can beat him, I'll pay you double."

"Mr. Cheng is indeed a generous person. I'll do my best." Jin Changxiu nodded satisfactorily.

Watching Jin Changxiu's back as he went on stage, Cheng Fei frowned in his heart, feeling like his plan was about to have a leak.

Ren Feng's strength was too unfathomable, the masters he called on seemed unable to withstand a blow.

Jin Changxiu walked onto the ring, mimicking the Huaxia habit, cupped his hands towards Ren Feng, and said quietly, "Can we make a deal?"

"A deal? What kind of deal?" Ren Feng said indifferently.

"According to my deal with them, as long as I can knock you down, I will receive a ten million reward. If you are willing to cooperate, I am willing to split the money with you." Jin Changxiu said with a smile.

"Cooperate? How to cooperate? I play dead?" Ren Feng squinted his eyes and asked, with a sinister killing intent flashing in his eyes.

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