"I apologize once again for my reckless behavior yesterday."

"Anyone who knows me well knows that whenever I am too focused on fighting, many of my actions are out of control. The only thing I think about is how to win the game."

"The opponent in yesterday's game was very strong, so I had to devote myself wholeheartedly to this anxious game, so much so that I did such bad behavior before I even recovered from the game after the game."

"This was definitely not my intention. But no matter what, I would like to solemnly apologize to him."

"Today's game is still played by a Xia player? Well~ of course he is a strong opponent."

"Of course, I still have confidence in myself."

"Will what happened yesterday happen again? No, no, no! I have recognized my mistake and this situation will not happen again. So after today is over, I will give my opponent a decent ending."

This was before the start of the fourth round of the global martial arts competition. Yesterday, his behavior after the game caused an uproar. Drogba, a black man from the United States, spoke to the media before arriving at the scene.

Although he seems sincere in the eyes of the Xia people, in reality he is extremely shady.

"Is this the so-called apology? The whole article means that it's not my fault. If you want to blame it, blame the game. Who allowed me to use my only brain capacity to do something that I shouldn't have done at all?"

"You are still devoting yourself to the game? Should you be devoting yourself to beating? You are not blind, so why didn't you see that the strength of yesterday's match was not equal? ​​Are you still anxious? Bah!"

"It's true that you don't blush at all when you lie!"

"You can tell even if you blush? You are so black and have a natural concealment ability."

"Moreover, how can you talk about a decent ending! The fight has not even started yet, and you think you will definitely win? It is indeed arrogant to be uneducated!"

"That's true. But to be honest, I'm really worried about Chen Jing."

"Yes, even though he has won several previous battles, it is very heart-wrenching to watch. There is always a feeling of instability."

"And even if Chen Jing reluctantly won again, everyone is still unwilling to accept it! Who doesn't want to see this guy named Drogba being taught a lesson? What he did yesterday, no! It's better to repay him a hundred times a thousand times.

Let him vent his anger! Only then will everyone be content with it!"

"yes!"

"That's right!"

"This is what we want!"

"But, can Chen Jing?"

Can you do it yourself?

As she stepped towards the ring, Chen Jing asked herself this.

Of course he can, it just depends on whether he is willing to do so.

Stepping into the ring, I heard the cheers from the Xia people who had come all the way to cheer for their country.

Chen Jing slowly lowered the palm holding the handle of the knife.

This time, he was ready to punch.

Don't prepare so quickly either.

In life, there are things to do and things not to do.

Everything will not develop according to one's own thoughts, and accidents will always happen.

Originally, my idea was to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger along the way, lowering the enemy's vigilance, and finally catching the opponent off guard when the situation was strong.

However, now, under Augusto's pressure from the beginning, he has already exposed a lot of his strength.

Now something unexpected like this happened again.

Even if he was not in the country, Chen Jing could still know that the Chinese people were furious about this matter.

Even here, every teammate around me is angry.

Of course, so does myself.

Qiu Junyi's injury has stabilized, but due to the complicated reasons of the serious injury to his brain, it took him several months to recuperate.

so.

Now that I am standing here.

So we should express this deep resentment for Qiu Junyi and the people of the country.

As for the result of the exposure of strength, let's use soldiers to cover up the water and the earth.

You can't let your martial arts heart become dusty just because you're afraid of death.

Say it again.

Chen Jing looked at Drogba who strode closer from the other side.

With such a thing, there is no need to reveal the ultimate trump card, which is the "outdoor world" that only high-level people have.

So, maybe we can give real enemies a surprise in the future.

The harsh boos were mixed with a little cheer towards Drogba who came on the stage.

The forest is big and there are all kinds of birds, but there are always those who like the behavior of the former.

Of course, even so, Drogba was in a very bad mood.

Along the way, he was muttering dirty words under his breath.

Especially when facing Chen Jing, he is not as humble and honest as he is in front of the camera.

Although he didn't dare to be so obvious due to the influence of the live broadcast, his eyes were full of contempt and ridicule, and his mouth whispered words that only Chen Jing could hear.

"The coward of Xia who can only cry and call his mother."

A cold light flashed in Chen Jing's pupils, and she carefully looked at the black man in front of him like a pig being slaughtered.

Then he turned his attention to the referee and signaled him to blow the whistle to start the game quickly.

The referee seemed to have sensed the subtle atmosphere in the arena, and quickly announced the start of the game without hesitation.

"Good luck, little baby from Xia Country, let me help you end the game before you cry, so you can go back to your mother for milk as soon as possible!"

The sound of the explosion sounded out of thin air. Drogba jumped up like a panther, his fists were as big as a bloody mouth. Carrying the majestic pressure, he was about to swallow Chen Jing's head completely.

boom!

The pitch-black fist and the white palm collided together, and then remained surprisingly motionless.

"you!"

Drogba was suddenly startled when he felt that there was an unshakable chasm in front of his fist, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

He had watched Chen Jing's game videos before, but he never thought that the opponent had the strength to hold him down and punch him so easily.

At this time, the power conveyed by the other party made him feel like a child facing an adult.

How can this be!

Drogba, sensing something bad, wanted to pull away first, but the five fingers holding his fist were clamped tightly like an old vise.

At this time Chen Jing spoke.

"Stupid thing without tutoring! It's still early, just concentrate on enjoying this game. I will... help you experience it."

Like a giant dragon awakening, cold murderous aura suddenly emanated from Chen Jing's body along with his words.

Drogba's body trembled uncontrollably, and every cell in his body was sending out a death signal.

How many people have been killed!

How could this be possible? It shouldn’t be like this!

He looked at Chen Jing with a horrified look on his face, who seemed to have turned into another person in an instant. Finally he couldn't help but roar, and with courage, he hit his chest with his knee like a heavy hammer.

Snapped!

Just like before, no matter how violent the waves were, the moment Chen Jing pressed down with his other hand, they quickly became calm.

"Don't worry! I told you it's still early."

Looking into each other's eyes, Chen Jing asked seriously:
Chapter completed!