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Chapter 32 My generation of warriors, when to die(1/2)

In five minutes, the number of voters reached millions!

In half an hour, the number of people exceeded three million!

And the number of people continued to soar. Two hours later, the number of voters had reached tens of millions.

Whether it is disappointment in ancient martial arts or worship of foreign martial arts.

In short, this time, everyone chose the blue color representing Gentile martial arts.

Ancient martial arts were absolutely crushed with a vote of less than one percent of the Gentile Martial Arts.

"My choice of ancient martial arts has nothing to do with sealing Yuxiu, and sealing Yuxiu should still die."

"It's so frustrating. Can't even find the inheritors of our great Chinese national treasure?"

"Ancient martial arts are killing skills, not comparable to Gentiles' three-legged cats."

Only a small number of people insist on choosing ancient martial arts, believing that ancient martial arts will sooner or later get out of the decay and regain the glory of the past.

...

"Feng Yuxiu, my martial arts hall challenges you!"

"My Barou Martial Arts Hall also issued a challenge!"

"The president of the Ultimate Fighting Society, challenge Feng Yuxiu!"

Just then,

People from the three major martial arts schools collectively occurred, threatening to challenge Feng Yuxiu who was fleeing.

Nowadays, communication equipment is well developed, they believe that Feng Yuxiu can see it.

"You have no way out now, it's a matter of time before you get captured."

"Don't be a turtle, dare to accept the challenge, fight us!"

"Stand out and die with a decent attitude. Don't embarrass the ancient martial arts, leave some dignity for the ancient martial arts of the Xia.

People from several major martial arts schools insulted variously, trying to anger Feng Yuxiu, but no one responded to them at all.

"Ancient martial arts is simply a non-existent garbage."

"It was something imagined by Daxia, and it can be compared with my Gentile martial arts."

Some Gentiles began to speak ill of each other, with a very disdainful tone and full of contempt.

"What are you talking about?"

"You can say that ancient martial arts are lonely, but you can't say that they don't exist."

The Daxia was filled with anger and retorted.

"What, isn't it?"

"In today's Great Xia martial arts world, Feng Yuxiu is the only one who dares to stand up. He is the real master of ancient martial arts. What a pity, he is a scum who can be punished by everyone."

"Haha, the ancient martial arts of the Great Xia have been passed down for five thousand years, and are dedicated to inheriting scum. This is also the nature of these cowards in Xia."

"Gentlemen who are damn."

"What qualifications do you have to say about ancient martial arts in a group of wild ghosts?"

There is a war of words on the Internet.

Although people do not like ancient martial arts, it does not mean that they can accept such humiliation.

But the ancient martial arts were not successful and could not stand up and take on the leading figure.

Everyone felt a breath of breath.

It's all about to be in a hurry.

Everyone even felt this moment.

If Feng Yuxiu could take action at this time, it would be great to use ancient martial arts to teach these Gentiles how to be a human being.

...

However, at this moment, Chu Xiao was standing by the river, watching the turbulent river water rolling eastward.

"In today's martial arts world, it seems that they are not considered a master if they don't hide..."

"The older generations say that we warriors should do their own ways."

"But everyone has already practiced the Tao, so how can ancient martial arts be passed on?"

"It is said that a real man should walk around the world with his sword, but he hides in the city and neighborhood..."

"We martial artists, how many people should die every year!"

"Die under the fist!"

"Die under the stick!"

"Die under the sword!"

"Diet in the battle of ancient crafts!"

"A few masters with names should die every year!"

"Just die in this martial arts world!"

"Die in this world!"

"Die in front of these thousands of people!"

"Until those who die can't die anymore!"

"This way, the world can see ancient martial arts, see ancient martial arts clearly, and understand what ancient martial arts is..."

"Ancient martial arts are not street juggling, nor are they sensational film and television performances!"

"Ancient martial arts are national treasures and also murderous skills!"

“It is real!”

“…”

After a long time, he stood up and said softly.

"But now, you can't see it anymore and don't believe it anymore."

"This is not the fault of the world!"

"It's the fault of those bullshit seniors who are either playing retirement or profit-oriented."

"The so-called defense is to show you at the right time!"

"I am a clerk from Xiu and accept the challenge!"

...

Chu Xiao responded to this message simultaneously on the Internet.

"Damn it! Feng Yuxiu accepted the challenge!"

"Where are, where are the people."

"I followed his meager and he posted a news."

"Damn it! It's true!"

This news instantly swept the entire network!

"He's desperate, he's still a fugitive on the red list now."

"I guess I feel that I can't escape the disaster, and then my conscience discovers. I plan to clear the name of the ancient martial arts before I die."

"This devil has a little conscience."

No matter what, the ancient martial arts were despised before was incomplete.

Now Feng Yuxiu has finally come forward to find a place and is considered a man.

"Location!"

People from the three major Gentile Martial Arts Halls simply asked Chu Xiao where he was.

"In the city, the fifth gate!"

Chu Xiao didn't say nonsense, and directly reported a location from a distance!

"time!"

The people from the Ultimate Fighting Club asked again.

Chu Xiao calculated the time and said, "Seven hours later."

"I hope you don't let the appointment go, but people in Daxia are afraid of death. It's normal if you don't dare to come."

Chu Xiao, by the river, was not talking nonsense to these Gentiles. He put down his cell phone and sat cross-legged, resting and adjusting his condition.

It takes about five hours to get from here to the fifth gate in the city.
To be continued...
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