Ye Chunqiu threw Victor aside like garbage, took a step forward, and walked towards a strongman. The strongman was so scared that he wanted to retreat. He shook his head uneasy and told Ye Chunqiu that he did not dare to duel.

But he had just taken two steps back, Ye Chunqiu narrowed his eyes deeply, looked straight at him, and said sternly: "Try going back again!"

He still couldn't understand Ye Chunqiu's words, but although the yellow-haired strongman was tall, he couldn't even move his footsteps. He actually stopped and looked at Ye Chunqiu who was walking step by step in front of him in horror.

Ye Chunqiu opened his eyes hard, looked directly at him, raised his hand suddenly, and slapped him down hard.

Bang.

From beginning to end, the strongman did not resist at all. He was like a young child beaten by a teacher. His face swelled up, and several big teeth were sprayed out of his mouth, and then he fell out of his body.

There is no point in this battle. It is clearly the master of the master who is teaching those disobedient slaves a lesson.

Such a scene shocked everyone and was unbelievable.

Ye Chunqiu pursed his lips and looked back at the four strong men. In fact, they could clearly attack from all directions, and they could duel with Ye Chunqiu one by one.

But... no one dared to move. They just looked at Victor on the ground with chills, saw him lying in a pool of blood, saw him seemingly trying to wriggle, saw the torn black beads rolling in the pool of blood, the red and white liquid mixed together, emitting a fishy smell.

Finally... everyone reacted.

In fact, this battle was only half a cup of tea, but when Ye Chunqiu stood intact on the ring, many people still couldn't believe it. How could this make people believe that the undefeated strongman was actually vulnerable to the hands of Duke Zhenguo.

Not bad, it's just vulnerable.

This is simply a fantasy! But even if it is impossible, such a thing still happens in front of them.

The spectators could not see the danger of the two strong fighting in an instant. They could not see how the huge force collided, how painful Ye Chunqiu felt, nor could they see the huge oppression that Ye Chunqiu had experienced when blocking Victor's punch.

But... what they saw was that the undefeated strong men were like mud after three punches and two kicks. When they saw twenty-two strong men, they were all restrained. Even if Ye Chunqiu was randomly beaten, they would no longer have the intention to resist.

They will never understand that the strong men gather together, even if they are brave and good at fighting, even if they are all very skilled and as strong as a cow, they may not be the same team of well-trained soldiers.

Most people only determine their strength through numbers, but they don’t know that one plus one can equal two, but it is also possible that one plus one may also equal zero.

The team emphasizes tacit understanding, and only by condensing a force can it be invincible. If there is no tacit understanding, then no matter how many people are, they will be like dispersed sand and will be defeated with one blow.

They seemed to have witnessed something. After a long silence, someone suddenly burst into applause.

Be proud.

This is the national strength of Ross who bullied me, the Ming Dynasty, and at that time, everyone was sad and angry deep in their hearts, because in the past, the nobles and the humble classes all had a feeling of shame. Whether it was a prince or a peddler, they all felt this deep sense of aggrievance.

But now, it wins.

Finally, a huge cheer erupted, and under the ring, thousands of people were excited, like boiling oil pans.

Under the ring, Ivan, who was waiting for victory, no longer needed the translation of Ye Chunqiu's words on the ring. He looked at the ring in a daze and was trembling.

Lost.

Just lost.

He lost so easily, and he completely forgot that when the strongman Victor fought against seventeen martial artists alone.

What would others feel after the seventeen people were beaten? Because he consciously, the Ross should enjoy the glory of victory, but when this time it was his turn to be beaten by the Ming people, his face was extremely bad, and his legs were trembling violently. He wanted to find something to support him, but found that there was nothing around him, so he sank and sat on the ground.

Losing too badly.

So all the plans and plans were smashed by Ye Chunqiu's fist, and he rushed here thousands of miles away, all his goals had been lost. And... how to go back and explain, would you tell the Grand Duke that the warriors of the Ross country are so vulnerable?

At this time, Ye Chunqiu had slowly walked off the arena and came straight for Ivan.

Ivan looked at the seemingly weak but terrifying person, and his teeth clattered. For the first time, he realized that he was afraid of this person, especially Ye Chunqiu's crazy look when he beat Victor. He was closest to the ring, and he could see every move clearly. This sense of fear came like a mountain.

When he walked closer, although it was a fight between fists and feet, Ye Chunqiu was covered in blood. Although the rain wet his whole body, the blood still penetrated into his clothes so obviously. Ye Chunqiu showed some fatigue, but his eyes were frozen on Ivan. He approached Ivan, who was trembling, and actually smiled, helped him up, and then said, "The envoy, offended me."

Yifan looked at Ye Chunqiu, who was bathed in spring breeze and his kind smile on his face, as if he had seen a ghost. On the side, the general translator translated Ye Chunqiu's words in a stuttering manner.

Ivan's head was buzzing, and for a long time, he was speechless.

Ye Chunqiu said: "According to the agreement, your country will not be blessed to have these firearms and money and food, but it doesn't matter. Your Majesty, three days later, will have a fight with Victor. If Victor is lucky enough to die, you can go to Your Majesty to try your luck."

“…”

These words are very sincere from Ye Chunqiu.

But...this sincerity gives people an extremely strange feeling.

Three days later, as agreed, Zhu Houzhao did have a stage battle with Victor. Of course, if Victor was not surprised, he could appear on stage.

And I, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, will never go back on my promise. The water splashed out from the words I said, and I will never go back on my word.

This... is the reason why Ye Chunqiu took the heavy hand. Since the emperor cannot go back on his word, in order to prevent Victor from taking the stage in three days, Ye Chunqiu simply made him unable to stand up for the rest of his life. Well... Ye Chunqiu can definitely confirm this. Even if Victor is lucky enough to die now, Ye Chunqiu can definitely guarantee that this guy is already disabled for life. Not to mention that three days, he will not be able to get up even if he gives him thirty years.
Chapter completed!