Su Caiwei would already be my woman!"If it weren't for you, I would have already received 10,000 gold coins in reward and become a rich man in this Tianlang City. It's all because of you that you ruin...At this time, several members of the martial arts hall went onto the stage and carried down the injured Ma Tian Sheng.

Ye Bufan said to Han Shuai, "Don't talk about it first, go get him over here, I'll treat him."

Han Shuai glared fiercely at Cao Xiaowan, then walked over and said a few words to the team members over there. Soon, several people carried Ma Tiansheng to Ye Bufan's presence.

The first team member sized up the young, out-of-place Ye Bufan with a hint of doubt and said to Han Shua: "Han Shuai, will this work We should send him to the hospital right away if not!"

"Listen to me, brother," Han Shuai said. "Trust me, he's the best doctor. He healed my injury from yesterday."

He said half-believing, half-doubting, "Well, if it doesn't work then don't force it, let's take them to the hospital right away."

Cao Xiaowan really disdainfully curled her lips: "Putting on a show, with such serious injuries and not going to the hospital, do you really think you're a divine doctor"

Before she could finish her words, Ye Bufan had already stepped forward, grabbed Ma Tiansheng's arm, and with a pull and a push, a click was heard as he reattached the severed limb.

His divine sense was like a 360-degree, all-seeing X-ray, clearly showing the broken bones. This connection was seamless, perfect to the extreme.

Everyone else was startled, they had never seen bones set so quickly.

Cao Xiaowan cried out, "What are you doing That arm isn't really yours, is it Even if you're pretending, please try to be more convincing, okay"

Just then, Ma Tiansheng, who had been grimacing in pain, suddenly stood up. His face returned to normal as he looked at his arm in astonishment and said, "It's gone, my arm is really healed."

"Little brother, your medical skills are truly amazing."

He gently moved his arm. The severed limb not only didn't hurt, but even slight movements had no effect whatsoever.

Ye Bufan said, "I've already reset your broken bone. Don't use force within three days, and after three days, you can return to normal. After half a month, you can resume training."

Ma Tiansheng said: "Little brother, thank you so much."

Han Shuai glared fiercely at Cao Xiaowan: "Did you see that That's what medicine is, that's the Chinese medicine of our Huaxia."

Cao Xiaowan's expression faltered for a moment, then she curled her lip and said, "What's so great about that Even if the medical skills are good, it's useless in the end. Sooner or later, he'll still be beaten up until his arms and legs are broken."

Qin Chuchu said unhappily, "Xiaowan, what's wrong with you Can you please stop talking so much"

Although the two were best friends before, she was still very dissatisfied with Cao Xiaowan's performance today.

Cao Xiaowan curled her lips and turned her head to look at the stage.

On the stage, Geng Ziyue had already stood opposite Thuram. Facing the person who had injured his compatriots, he showed no courtesy at all.

His left foot stepped forward, and his right fist struck Tulam's face with lightning speed.

As the saying goes, a master of Tai Chi doesn't leave his home for ten years, but can kill with a single move after one year of practicing the Six Harmonies.

But from a modern martial arts perspective, Liu He Quan is more practical than Tai Chi Chuan.

But that also depends on who the opponent is. Tulam came out of the underground boxing ring and has gone through dozens or hundreds of life-and-death fights. His combat experience is far beyond what he can compare to.

After just a few exchanges, Ye Bufan's heart sank to the bottom again.

For ordinary people, Gen Ziyu is already very strong, but he is still far from the threshold of a warrior. He has not even cultivated any inner strength.

In the absence of inner strength, he was completely inferior to Turlam in terms of both power, speed, and combat skills.

Although the cheers around them were deafening, Geng Ziyu's strength ultimately wasn't enough. After just five moves, he was kicked hard in the shin by Turram.

Only a cracking sound could be heard, and the fibula was completely bent into a V-shape.

"Oh..."

Genziyu let out a cry of pain, his face ashen as he collapsed to the ground. Fortunately, this wasn't an underground fighting ring, not a battle to the death. Thuram didn't press his attack, merely standing beside him with a cold smile.

He looked around at the audience below, extended a middle finger downward, and sneered, “You Chinese people are really too weak. Fighting you is pointless at all. It seems that the title of ‘Sick Man of East Asia’ is not undeserved!”

"Slap! Slap! Slap!"

A sudden applause broke out, from Kanu, accompanied by Cao Xiaowan who stood beside him.

Han Shuai immediately became furious: "You damn thing, are you still a Chinese If you weren't a woman, I would kill you!"

Even Qin Chuchu and An Yimo looked at Cao Xiaowan with cold eyes, they could hardly believe that their best friend was such a person.

When her own countrymen were injured, she was over there clapping for others. Isn't that blatant treason

Cao Xiaowan retorted angrily, "What are you yelling at me for If you have the guts, come up on stage! You're useless and still blame others."

"Just you wait, today I'll show you what Chinese martial arts are all about."

At this moment, Geng Ziyu has been carried off the stage. Although the other members of the martial arts hall were excited, they also knew that they were not even as good as the headmaster, so what could they use to fight against him.

Han Shu strode onto the stage, directly facing Turlam.

Graham glanced at him with disdain, not bothering to take him seriously. He sneered, "A weakling like you I could beat you a thousand times over."

Han Shuai wasted no time, moving to stand before Thuram and delivering a punch straight to his chest.

His Zhenwu Divine Fist had only been practiced for a few hours, lacking Ma Tian Sheng's agility or Geng Zi Yu's ferocity. It appeared unremarkable, much like a punch from an ordinary person.

So Tha'lum simply didn't care. He casually raised his hand, intending to brush the fist aside.

But he never imagined that Han Shuai's punch was as heavy as a thousand jun. His seemingly sturdy arms couldn't budge even an inch.

"My God..."

Turam's expression changed drastically, realizing he had encountered a master. But it was too late to dodge at this point, as Han Shuai's fist slammed into his chest with a thud.

This punch was incredibly powerful. Furious, Han Shuai used all of his strength. With a cracking sound, Tulam's breastbone shattered, and his 200-pound body was launched off the platform with a single blow.

The entire arena fell silent. No one had expected that Han Shuai, who had just joined the martial arts hall, would be so powerful.

After a brief moment of silence, the entire hall erupted in thunderous applause.

Well done, that's what Chinese martial arts are all about...

"Well done, let them see how powerful the men of China are..."

The entire martial arts arena erupted in excitement, but only Kano and a few black people, along with Cao Xiaowan, stood there silently.

Kanu's expression changed drastically. He originally thought that he could easily defeat everyone in the martial arts hall today with only Tulam's help, but he was defeated by a single punch and knocked off the stage.

After a moment of silence, Cao Xiaowan said dissatisfiedly: "Damn it, you're so heavy-handed! Don't you know that sparring should be merciful Don't you know that we Chinese are a nation of etiquette"

That is our China, it has nothing to do with you.

Ye Bufan had just set Gengk Ziyu's broken leg, and he looked up at her coldly, "When your own people get hurt, why don't you say they should show mercy"

As I just said, our nation, China, has always been hospitable to friends with good wine and armed with rifles against wolves.

We will be merciless to our enemies, and even more so to those who have harmed us.iest's shouts.He looked around and found that something was amiss. This didn't seem like the sixth floor.Below the original sacrificial altar was a blood trough shaped like a Bagua, but this one had b...