"Han Jun..." Fujiwara Sakurayuki didn't dare to make a fuss anymore. He covered his mouth and didn't dare to scream too loudly. His eyes were full of worry.

Seeing Shota Yagi rushing forward and about to stomp on Han Lan's head, Han Lan rolled and dodged, gritted his teeth and raised his legs to kick him away, and then got up again.

"hiss……"

The calf hurt very much. Han Lan massaged it randomly to eliminate some congestion, then tried to move, but still could barely stand still.

On the other side, Yagi Shota had regained his balance and wiped away the nosebleed that had not stopped on his face. His expression was very ferocious. The two looked at each other and without saying a word, they punched each other again.

When the referee next to him took note of it, he quickly called timeout when time was up.

But the two of them didn't care about him at all, and Kuai Quan greeted each other frantically.

"Stop! Stop! F**k! Time's up!" The referee cursed and came up, but he didn't dare to get too close for fear of being accidentally hurt.

Han Lan grabbed Yagi Shota's fist, and pressed him with a counter-joint grapple. As a result, Yagi Shota skillfully escaped with a counter-grab, and in turn grabbed Han Lan and then threw him over his shoulder.

Han Lan punched him on the waist, interrupting his efforts and preventing him from throwing him over his shoulder.

Shota Yagi threw a backhand punch at Han Lan's face. Han Lan raised his leg and kicked him wildly. He managed to knock him over despite his injuries.

After regaining some energy in my head, I pounced directly.

"Pull him away! There's a timeout! He committed a foul!" Under the ring, assistant Ishida saw that the referee was helpless and quickly urged other staff on the scene to come up.

Four or five strong men went up together to separate the two.

The referee angrily pointed at the two men's noses and warned them, and then let them go down to rest.

The two refused to leave and glared at each other fiercely. In the end, they were dragged down by the people they brought with them.

This is no longer a fighting arena!

It’s totally a fight!

The referee was also very troubled by these two people, and he couldn't send them all off the field, so he could only go back to the referee's seat cursing.

…

…

"Han Lan."

Xia Ningxuan and a group of people gathered around Han Lan with distressed faces, wiping away sweat and passing water to others.

Tan Lun squatted down and rolled up Han Lan's trouser legs. He saw a pool of bruises on his calf that was shockingly dark in color. The skin was also torn and blood was oozing out.

"No bones were hurt, hold on." Tan Lun reminded.

"Yeah." Han Lan stopped drinking water, gritted her teeth, and let him massage her to dissolve the congestion.

Tan Lun's hands were very strong, and this massage was uncomfortable and painful.

But the effect is still very good. After all, she has real skills and is not the kind of girl on the street who dares to work after three days of training.

"This bitch, don't let me take the opportunity to accumulate strength, otherwise I'm going to have to kick him in the head!" Han Lan gritted his teeth in pain.

He is not bragging, he can really do it!

As long as he has enough energy, his kick can leave a footprint on an iron pillar, let alone a human skull!

But it's obviously impossible for him to accumulate such strength in the arena.

"I think this little devil's moves are a bit like Nanquan, so be careful." Tan Lun reminded again.

"Well, I can see it."

There are indeed some moves in karate that are very similar to Nanquan, but Shota Yagi's moves are obviously much more positive, and he probably also learned Nanquan specifically.

You don’t have to go to Shaolin specifically to learn this stuff. As long as you are willing to look for it overseas, you can always find a few authentic descendants.

They all say that Chinese Kung Fu exists overseas, and it’s really not unreasonable.

…

…

"Yagi, don't fight. Why do you have to fight Han Jun?"

"It's so noisy!" Shota Yagi roared, and the people next to him quickly pulled Sakurayuki Fujiwara away.

Fujiwara Sakurayuki said angrily: "Yagi! What are you doing! No matter how much you like boxing, you can't enter the ring with Han Jun in this way! Do you know what those four words mean to the Chinese people?

?”

"Miss Fujiwara, Yagi-san is here for..."

"Ishida!" Shota Yagi yelled, and Assistant Ishida didn't dare to continue speaking, silently stopping Fujiwara Sakurayuki.

"Take down that scroll!" Fujiwara Sakurayuki shouted to Yagi Shota.

Yagi Shouta wiped away the nosebleed and ignored her at all.

"I told you to take down that scroll! Face the camera and apologize to Mr. Han! Apologize to the Chinese people!" Fujiwara Sakurayuki yelled, pointing at the camera that came over to follow.

She spoke in JP, but there were many wild translators in the live broadcast room to help translate.

"Fujiwara! This is a man's business, women shouldn't point fingers! Go back!" Shota Yagi said angrily.

"Why? Yagi! As the eldest lady of the Fujiwara family, I order you! Take down that scroll and apologize to Mr. Han and the Chinese people!"

Shota Yagi stood up in a hurry, and the people next to him quickly stopped him, fearing that he would beat Fujiwara Sakurayuki on impulse.

"Fujiwara, I am a member of the Yagi family, you can't order me! Even if Uncle Fujiwara comes here today, I will fight this arena! The Fujiwara family does not have men, but our Yagi family does!"

"Are you an idiot? Tell me what is the meaning of this arena?"

Yagi Shota looked into her eyes, turned away without answering, his chest rose and fell and he sat down again, saying coldly: "Get out of here, don't affect my game anymore!"

Fujiwara Sakurayuki ran to find Han Lan crying.

Looking at Fujiwara Sakurayuki who was crying and apologizing constantly, Han Lan also had a headache.

"Ms. Fujiwara, this matter has nothing to do with you, please don't interfere!"

"Han Jun, and everyone, I'm really sorry...wuwuwu, I'm sorry..."

Han Lan waved her hand helplessly, and Fang Qiaorui took her aside to calm her emotions.

…

A group of melon-eating netizens in the Dou Mao live broadcast room have had their fill of watching it today.

Not only did I watch a martial arts drama, there was also a literary drama!

"Miss Fujiwara is too kind, so Yagi Kujo is no longer a human being!"

"You are a JP person who refuses to admit your mistakes!"

“The words md are still hanging there, it’s really annoying.”

"It's useless for my little sister to apologize for him. If this little devil doesn't admit his mistake, I'll beat him until he admits his mistake!"

"Come on, Old Hei!"

"But this little devil is quite powerful. Can Lao Hei win?"

"It must be possible! Come on, Lao Hei!"

"Come on, hubby! We will always support you!"

"What the hell? I made a typo, right? Why does this old black guy still have a female fan?"

"How did you know that the person calling you husband is a female fan?"

"..."

Just when the barrage was flying, the second arena also started.

Han Lan stood up and stretched her calves. With Tan Lun's help in promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, she felt much better than before. Finally, she wiped the sweat from her face and walked towards the ring.
Chapter completed!