Chapter 1321 Meng Longlong, You Are Probably the Number One Expert in the World.

As a master and translator, the man in the military uniform of the Curry Rice Country instantly turned gloomy.

And the 'sage' from the Curry Rice Kingdom also had a cold expression, as if Jia Long didn't give him face, it was disrespectful.

The withered arm he raised up trembled slightly, wishing he could slap Jia Long's mouth.

"I'm sure! Mao Mao, ignore them, let's go."

Jia Long persuaded her that her whole hair was blown up, and she wanted to rush forward to bite the opponent's fur before walking forward.

"stop!"

Unexpectedly, the two curry fans were still reluctant.

"Long Xiajia, everyone is afraid of your master. We curry rice people are not afraid. If you don't make it clear today, don't even try to leave. What do you mean that you are better than our saints? Your so-called martial arts, Long Xia, still come from our curry rice. The country stole it, even the seats of the United Nations, the permanent members of the country, and the affairs of the country were also given to you by our Curry Rice Country, Long Xia, do you have the qualifications to say such things?"

"puff!"

Jia Long was really a little annoyed and laughed instead.

The propaganda of foreigners has brainwashed themselves into it.

"You curry rice people, you really like to put gold on your face. The martial arts in the world come from Shaolin. This sentence is just a rhetoric created by some martial arts authors in Longxia. What's more, Shaolin martial arts are from your curry rice people? What's more, before Shaolin, our Long Xia didn't have any other martial arts? Before questioning others, please wake up your head, curry rice people."

Jia Long refuted the discussion of Wu Gong, and as for the so-called 'union, permanent member of the state, seat of the state', she didn't even bother to explain it.

People in Curry Rice generally believed in the things fabricated by their media, especially the rumors that they had given up the seat of the "Five Permanent Members". They gritted their teeth with hatred and scolded the leaders at that time bloody.

But people with a little bit of rationality can use their brains to know that the so-called "five gangsters" are only eligible for the main victorious countries in World War II, but during World War II, there never existed a "curry rice country" in the entire universe This country, they were founded after World War II,

Where's the seat?

But Curry Fan is irrational, and most of them believe that they have given up the seat to Long Xia.

They also believe that the wars that broke out between the two countries were attacked by the better-equipped Longxia troops, and they fought bravely. One person could fight more than a dozen Longxia soldiers, and they lost in the end when they were outnumbered. Oh no, most people Think it was a draw, they didn't lose.

Jia Long didn't want to talk anymore, feeling tired.

Trying to bypass this master in military uniform again, suddenly, she felt a strong wind sweeping behind her.

"Oh!!"

The astonishing roar that she had heard before came at the same time, making her tremble in fright, and she almost didn't react normally.

Fortunately, the skill itself gave her instinctive mobility.

Jia Long turned around, only to see a thin arm grabbing her waist.

It really was him!

The sage made a move on Jia Long!

"snort."

Just to let you know that Long Xia's martial arts are not something you curry rice people can imagine.

"Back to the carbine!"

She didn't turn her head back, and turned her elbow back, using her hard elbow to hit the attacker's nose hard.

puff.

This feeling must be a hit.

At the same time as the sneak attack came from behind, the curry fan country master in military uniform who was blocking Jia Long also attacked together, as if he didn't pay attention to fighting alone at all.

He reached out to grab Jia Long's shoulder.

"Eight steps to catch the cicada!"

Jia Long sneered, and stepped out with mysterious ancient martial arts footwork.

With a bang, the man in military uniform felt a blur in front of his eyes, and the charming Long Xia girl just now disappeared like a teleportation.

Afterwards, he sensed the sound of wind behind him, turned his head to look, and only saw a long leg with a sharp wind sound, magnified instantly in front of his eyes.

Boom.

As soon as he stepped down, this guy who was probably not as powerful as a 'saint' fell to the ground and groaned.

"Aw!"

Jia Long knocked the man down with one foot, but when he heard the "great saint of the first surgical operation" who was hit by his elbow, he screamed again and rushed forward frantically.

His nose was covered in blood, and he looked like he was about to come up and hug Jia Long.

"Eight steps to catch cicadas."

Jia Long snorted coldly in his heart.

I use the eight classics to lighten kung fu, and add internal strength, if you can catch up with me, I will lose!

puff.

This saint is not forgiving, the speed is really not slow, at least it is much faster than most of the Olympic athletes.

But this speed, in front of Jia Long who used eight steps to drive away the cicada, is like a little witch seeing a big witch, it is useless at all.

What's more, she didn't use the eighth step to catch the cicada. If she used it, she would definitely make him unable to eat the dust.

"I can dodge bullets, there are ghosts in your pursuit! What's more, if I don't retreat, so what? Eat me again!"

She turned back suddenly, and with the force of retreating, she forcibly transformed her forward speed with cleverness. She raised her leg in an instant, and in a posture of high whip legs, her long legs pressed down on the thin figure of the 'sage' with the momentum of Mount Tai.

"Hey!"

The skinny black-skinned 'saint' roared again like a lion roaring in his mouth.

He abruptly raised his skinny arm and touched Jia Long's long leg.

Then only a 'click' sound was heard.

This may really be an arm that has not been put down for many years. How can it withstand Jia Long's internal force bonus, supplemented by the iron cloth shirt covered with a golden bell, and the extremely hard whip kick of the long legs?

Just like a dead branch, the very overwhelmed sound seemed to be broken.

"Aww!"

"#%#%#￥#￥#!!"

The saint rolled to the ground, shouting something, the voice was still so loud, but with a crying tone.

"Hmph, now you know, your combat power is nothing more than that."

If it were someone else, Jia Long would at least be worried about the other party, but she has no mercy for the so-called "sage" of the curry rice country with this attitude.

From Jia Long's point of view, this old guy became a national idol by deceiving the public and gaining great popularity.

What's more, that country is too disappointing. With a population similar to that of Long Xia, they don't even have a super expert. Just like their Olympic performance, they have participated in the country for decades, and the total number of medals is very few.

"Go, they dare not stop."

Jia Long signaled again to stand aside and intervene, but Mao Mao was eager to try.

"Yeah, Maomao bites, Maomao is a good boy!"

It turned out that just now Jia Long thought he could deal with these two people, so he suppressed Mao Mao's desire to make a move.

"That's right, good boy Mao Mao, this kind of person is not worthy of being bitten by Mao Mao."

Jia Long knocked down the two curry and rice figures in these few blunt rounds, and she herself was in a better mood.

But at this moment, all the broadcast platforms in the world, as well as the hotly discussed posts on the Internet, have completely exploded.

The 'surgical great saint' has gained too much international fame these days. The defeat of the last saint was due to the pressure of the people of Curry Rice, and also because they were fighting against the new world and dying for the contribution of mankind. Therefore, many national politicians and the media have reported this matter, so that these so-called 'Saint', became a well-known figure.

In addition, there are people from Curry Rice who brag, pour water, guide, etc. in a large number of domestic and foreign online media and websites. There are really many people in the world who believe it. The so-called "sages" of Curry Rice Country are very powerful. A very mysterious super master, the kind that can keep pace with super masters such as Valkyrie.

This is also the reason why Curry Rice people boycotted the 'ranking list' because their sage did not enter the super master list.

As for later, the "General Master List" was released, and the saints who were considered by the big guys to be at least super masters actually ranked at the bottom of the ordinary master list. Indiscriminately bombarding the forces that publish the master list in some unknown direction.

But now, the most real battle example has been completely put before the eyes of the world.

A female anchor who was originally thought by everyone to be just an outdoor and gold medal hunter, her combat power should be mediocre, but after a few rounds, she not only defeated the "first surgical great saint" admired by hundreds of millions of people , and even defeated another military master who fought side by side with the saint.

In this scene, the so-called powerful saint directly took off his clothes and exposed his original appearance to all human beings.

Just now, because Jia Long was in the live broadcast room, he slightly ridiculed the sage of the curry rice country, and the Curry fan countryman who swiped the screen and bloodbathed the live broadcast room of Lord Long suddenly lost his voice.

They didn't know what to say.

Two big men fight one, how the hell did you lose? !

And one of them is still considered great by them, and is the number one sage of the "Curry Rice Country Spirit"...

This is a saint! Lost like this?

"66666!"

"Pfft ha ha ha ha, so cool!"

"Longlong is invincible!"

"Hahahaha, even the most famous 'sage' in the world has won a few times, Meng Longlong, you are probably the best in the world."

"I'm so powerful, I'm so fucking relieved."

"Well played, we Long Xia have been ignoring the Curry Fan people, they insist on comparing us with everything, these Curry Fan people really think they are great, they deserve it."

"What kind of holy man, isn't he no match for our long-legged Grandpa Long? Hahahaha!"

"Too strong, Master Long, you should be a super expert."

"Master Long is an iron-blooded man and a real man, Lord Xinlong kicked the saint to death with one kick!"

"Kick the saint to death? It's so wet, so wet, friends of Master Long, what you're talking about is so wet."

"Hahaha, now, let's see how the curry rice Chinese are so nervous. This is a live broadcast battle in front of billions of people around the world. Unless it is a genius publicity ability, it can be wiped out."

The entire Master Long's live broadcast room was completely laughing out loud.

When Jia Long fought with that saint just now, there was still some worry in the barrage. . . .