July 15, 19:50.
Jiangcheng, the largest gymnasium.
The lights are on.
The venue was packed.
Tens of thousands of spectators are eagerly waiting.
They looked at the empty stage, feeling anxious.
"Should we start now?"
"Not yet. According to the regulations, it's eight o'clock sharp, and there are still ten minutes left."
"The waiting time is a bit long!"
"I feel the same way."
"I heard that some media reporters from the island country are coming?"
"Yeah, I saw it too. It's right in the front, under the stage on the right."
"Today I saw some videos from the island country online. That Miyamoto Nagahiko was really a bit too arrogant."
"Haha, don't worry. A friend of mine runs a martial arts school, and he told me that Hu Yibao will be able to beat him this time."
"If Hu Yibao wins this time, I'll buy a hundred of his albums! Damn, I just can't stand the arrogance of those Japanese media."
Under the watchful eyes of the public.
Backstage.
In order to ensure that this fighting competition can proceed smoothly, several official personnel are explaining the rules to Hu Yibao.
"Friendship first, competition second..."
"This time, it's just a simple exchange meeting between the top leaders of the two countries..."
"Don't kill them, of course, provided the other party doesn't do that..."
"As long as you beat the opponent to the ground and make him unable to move, or if he surrenders voluntarily, you will be considered the winner..."
"Ahem! As a person, I hope that you, Mr. Hu, can make him understand what respect means..."
Seven fifty-five.
The host comes on stage.
He is an official of Jiangcheng.
"My dear friends here, thank you so much for being able to..."
The five-minute speech ended.
Hu Yibao met Miyamoto Nagahiko again backstage.
Miyamoto Nagahiko was wearing a moon-white kimono and looked at Hu Yibao with arrogance on his face.
Hu Yibao also looked at him quietly.
Today, Hu Yibao also watched some videos of Miyamoto Nagahiko's interview on the Internet.
It's really too arrogant.
Yesterday I was thinking of showing mercy, but today it seems there is no need.
No more trash talk.
Because of the garbage, Hu Yibao didn't have much to say.
He prefers action to nonsense.
Hu Yibao waited for a moment and went straight on stage.
The white light hit him.
There were tens of thousands of spectators below, and everyone's faces were filled with excitement.
"Here he comes! Brother Bao is here!"
"Brother Bao, come on!"
"Brother Bao, beat up that guy from the island country."
"Ahhhh!! We must restore the reputation of our Chinese martial arts!"
"Brother Bao, you must win!"
Hu Yibao looked at everyone, all he could hear was the noise, and everyone's expression was a little excited.
Then, Miyamoto Nagahiko came up.
The originally noisy scene suddenly became quiet.
Of course, among tens of thousands of people, there are always a few weirdos who are excited.
Island reporters under the stage.
They were also taking photos crazily.
This time the photo was taken not only because of Nagahiko Miyamoto, but also because of what he was carrying on his shoulders.
A plaque wrapped in white cloth.
Hu Yibao didn't expect that Miyamoto Nagahiko would carry it out directly, and his face gradually became gloomy.
Some audience members who knew about the incident also showed angry expressions.
Miyamoto Nagahiko looked at the audience below, holding a microphone in his hand and speaking in poor Chinese.
"This time, I have prepared a gift for the Chinese martial arts community."
"I hope you like it!"
After saying that, Miyamoto Nagahiko threw the microphone back, grinned, and pulled down the white curtain with one hand.
There are four large black characters written on the two-meter-long plaque.
Sick Man of East Asia
Angry!
This moment.
All Chinese people were angry.
The people who were originally sitting quietly in their seats have all stood up.
A large part of them are about to rush onto the stage.
"Fuck, Hu Yibao, kill him for me."
"Miyamoto Nagahiko, that bastard, must be beaten to death."
"Fuck you, Nagahiko Miyamoto!"
"Don't stop me, I want to go up and duel with him."
Eventually, everyone was stopped by officials.
As officials, they also hate it.
But now if the angry Chinese are allowed to beat Miyamoto Nagahiko to death, then everything will change.
You may even fall into the trap of the island country.
Because all the cameras from the island countries in the audience are now aimed at those angry Chinese people.
The reporters from the island country also stared with wide eyes, hoping that someone would rush up and slap Miyamoto Nagahiko in the face.
Then they will have big news next.
Countless news headlines that slandered China flashed through their minds.
At the same time, when Miyamoto Nagahiko saw their angry expressions, he couldn't help but smile and was very happy.
A hundred years ago, the gift given by his master was returned.
More than forty years ago, his master's hands and feet were cut off by Nie Chen's sword.
He has been indoctrinated with all kinds of extreme ideas since he was a child. Today, he wants to regain the status of the island country's martial arts and trample Chinese martial arts on the ground.
Wait until Hu Yibao is defeated.
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