Overbearing Immortal Doctor-Chapter 871 - 971: Not So Easy

Chen Ye directly purchased Li Long’s Jeet Kune Do. This time, he did not choose a trial, but instead opted for a permanent "beautiful" style.

Once the invincible Jeet Kune Do was fully in his hands, he slowly revealed the hand he held in a fist, pretending to be unstable. When he deliberately stumbled, he slipped the red pill-like item into his mouth and swallowed it.

This time it wasn’t a liquid, but granular, which was a bit unexpected for him.

However,

Chen Ye’s pretentious fall made the Japan Team laugh.

"Ha-ha, Meidan’s momentum is huge. The champion should be the champion. He’s so scared he falls as soon as he gets up!"

"The Chinese people are trash, sick people! Of course, this Chinese person cannot compare with our excellent Dahe Clan’s senior Meidan."

"Don’t scare me, Master Meitan. His legs are frightened by you."

"Ha-ha-ha."

Mei Tanqian couldn’t stop laughing, continuing to point at Chen Ye with his finger, unsure if he was dead or alive. "Gal, aren’t you a martial arts expert from China? How can you not even know martial arts? A weak chicken wants me, a strong chicken, not to point to you?"

"Then why do you always feel superior to the Japanese?"

Chen Ye sighed softly, then with a serious expression, squinted his eyes, swung his hand, and hit Mei Tanqian’s arm, causing him to stagger back a few steps and crash into the rolling platform’s wall.

"Boom!"

The entire platform shook violently, retreating several centimeters!

In this situation, the wall of the rolling platform collapsed directly into an elliptical dent. If Mei Tanqian hadn’t exercised regularly, his muscles wouldn’t have been as hard as steel. Otherwise, he’d be lying in a hospital from such a heavy blow.

"Ah..."

Mei Tanqian couldn’t help but scream in pain. He tried to stand using his waist. As a result, his body twitched, and as soon as he moved, he fell back to the ground.

His Japanese teammates in front of him were stunned, staring blankly and silently. They watched him howl without reacting, as if he were a statue.

"This... how is this possible..."

"Is Captain Mehta defeated just like that?"

"Is this the traditional Sweeping Monk from China?"

The tremors in the front row of the gym naturally caught Lao’s attention. When they saw Chen Ye standing and Mei Tanqian lying on the ground, they couldn’t help but stare.

"What’s going on? What happened? Did you fight just now?"

"Who’s standing there? Is it your college junior Chen Ye?"

"Is that last year’s karate champion Mei Tanqian on the ground? Is Shen Hao fighting the champion? Did Shen Hao win? How does Shen Hao know martial arts?"

The "chaotic" sound in the gym grew louder, making the team members preparing backstage rush out to explore. Suddenly, they gasped!

Who was the champion Meida Qianyu last year?

Is it too mundane for him to fall to the ground?

More importantly, the argument in the hall was knocked down in one move or another.

Well, even if you’re not prepared, but as a martial arts practitioner beaten like that, it won’t be easy.

These players will.

Host Lao just stepped down.

The first to challenge him was John, whose body flew up with a leap, landing on the platform like an arrow without any help.

"Good!"

A burst of applause erupted in the hall.

"Now I’m not just third place, I want to represent our team in America to win the championship too!"

John turned his back to the competition table, looking provocatively at the foolish competitors behind him: "Come on, a strong one, it’s too weak to make the competition interesting!"

A short, dark man came out from behind. As soon as he appeared, the host immediately broadcast: "This challenger is Tai Shang from Thailand, a master of Taiji Boxing! Last year, I didn’t participate in the exchange conference!"

"Please!"

They clutched their fists and bowed on stage.

"Ding! The game has begun!"

As soon as the host announced the start of the match, this short, dark man launched himself like a spring. He punched off the ground, and at the same time, his right leg was in a knee shape, kneeing John in the stomach.

Muay Thai, mainly uses the human body’s fists, legs, knees, elbows and limbs as eight weapons to attack, the punch and leg technique, the attack is fierce, and the lethality is great!

Tai San’s fist was clearly an uppercut but was actually on the knee, moving at high speed, and his body shape cut a sad tear in the air, leaving only the power of one foot, letting everyone below "look up".

John swung his arms to block the way, and suddenly a stab of pain surged from his abdomen. His heart sank, and he muttered. He feared he would underestimate this Thai master.

However, at this time, he had lost the first chance, and Tai Shan’s knee was right, followed by a knife split!

Crack!

John fell to the ground!

The audience was silent, watching the scene where Captain America was beaten by a Thai boxer. Captain America was just pretending earlier to "push" the wind.

"Taisang won!"

When the winner and loser were separated, John was defeated.

"Ah..."

Chen Ye shook his head and sighed, sitting in his seat. "The third place is also a lousy player. This Muay Thai can’t even beat me by two eyes."

"Hm?"

Tang Yan suddenly turned around, her face in shock: "Are you saying you’re better than him? When did you have so many skills? Medicine, money, and martial arts, my! Are you God?"

"I’m the God in your heart. Male God." Chen Ye smirked evilly, staring straight at Tang Yanran, the girl’s face blushing again.

The competition continued, after a while, four or five games went by.

The challengers were basically defeated by Taekwondo, including last year’s second Korean karate player, the fourth Japanese karate player, and the sixth Chinese karate player, the tall and thin boy at the school gate.

People couldn’t help but shiver. Why is Taichang so fierce? He picked so many top fighters alone. Could our final score this year be sixth in China?

They had to look forward. Didn’t that person who was called "Proud Single Hand" just make Mei Tan Qing suffer a huge loss? Can he save face for China?

"Is there anyone else coming?"

Taishang straightened his back, standing proudly on stage, and asked: "No one is coming? Are you this bad? Plus, this year, you are the host in China, a great martial arts country in China, hasn’t anyone beaten Muay Thai?"

"I’m coming!"

"Dad, do you really think we are alone in China? The Thais in your region are rampant here. Now I want to show you how amazing Chinese Kung Fu is!"

Winning the national three-handed competition for three consecutive years, standing at the school gate, he slowly walked out from backstage, frowning: "Don’t insult Guotai, our Guotai cannot be insulted by you foreigners!"

"Enough talking, start!"

Both sides clenched their fists and bowed.

The game began.

In front of this Sanda player, Muay Thai Taicang looked more relaxed. Muay Thai focuses on speed, accuracy, and preemption, but this time, he was actually waiting for our Chinese players to take the lead.

The boy with glasses was very angry, bullying people, and he let out a lot of roars, attacking desperately like San Lang.