"How did Old Man Sun's skills become stronger?" Lei Wu was puzzled. Bayi ??? Chinese Net ? ?? ．

Judging from Sun Chuanzhong's easy defeat of a master in the early stage of Huajin, Lei Wu felt more abnormal, it stands to reason that Sun Chuanzhong's skill is not so high, unless Sun Chuanzhong's secret injury is healed by more than half, this can be done. However, Lei Wu didn't think about it from this aspect, if the secret injury of more than ten years could be healed, it would have been healed a long time ago, so why delay it until now.

"Old man Sun should be able to support it for a while, you take Shen Yong and escape. Lei Wu said in a low voice.

"What about you, Master?" Tao Fei asked.

"Old man Sun has a little friendship with me, and I can't leave him behind. Lei Wu said.

"If Master doesn't leave, I won't leave, Xiao Tao, take my junior brother away. Tao Fei didn't think about it, so he turned his head and said to Xiao Tao.

"What are you going to do? Old Man Sun is here, let's watch the play. Xiao Tao smiled and disagreed, Sun Chuanzhong was cured by him, and he knew Sun Chuanzhong's physical condition well.

On this side, Fujiwara Ichiro had already launched an offensive, and the momentum was like a rainbow to Sun Chuanzhong, and he suddenly kicked a right kick.

Sun Chuanzhong stretched out his left arm and unloaded the strength of the side kick, Fujiwara Ichiro closed the defense quickly, just bent his knee back, and formed a defensive posture to prevent Sun Chuanzhong from taking the opportunity to counterattack.

It's just that Fujiwara Ichiro was too careful, and Sun Chuanzhong didn't take the opportunity to make a move at all, just looked at him coldly.

Fujiwara Ichiro took a step forward and punched a left punch, Sun Chuanzhong still raised his left hand to intercept, but he didn't expect to block the air.

Fujiwara Ichiro's left punch is actually a false move, and he has been retracted halfway through, and the back hand punch is the real move, his right hand fist bypasses Sun Chuanzhong's defense and hits directly at Sun Chuanzhong's chest.

Sun Weizhong stretched out his right hand and grabbed Fujiwara Ichiro's back hand fist, and when he was about to grab Fujiwara Ichiro's right fist, Fujiwara Ichiro's right fist deviated strangely from the original direction, and his right fist suddenly loosened, opening his five fingers to take Sun Chuanzhong's head.

Sun Chuanzhong's right hand flicked up at an incredible degree, directly brushing Fujiwara Ichiro's right hand away, and then smiled disdainfully: "I thought you practiced some Japanese turtle skills, it turned out to be a tattered thing like karate." ”

Karate is formed by combining traditional Japanese martial arts with the Ryukyu martial art of Karato, which originated from the Japanese martial arts and the Ryukyu Karato. The Tang hand was introduced to the Ryukyus as a Chinese martial art and combined with the local martial arts of the Ryukyu hand, while the Japanese combined fighting techniques such as wrestling and throwing with the Tang hand to eventually form karate.

Karate includes a variety of techniques such as kicking, hitting, falling, holding, throwing, locking, choking, counter-technique, and pointing, and Fujiwara Ichiro only used three moves: kicking, hitting, and taking, and his school was recognized by Sun Chuanzhong.

When he reached the realm of Fujiwara Ichiro, the degree was already very fast, and a few kicks and punches were completed in the blink of an eye, and people with low realms could hardly see what moves he had made, and even Sun Chuanzhong's blocking gestures might not be able to see clearly.

Hisaharu Okamoto is an ordinary person, his eyesight is not as good as that of a martial artist, and he can't see the foot fist battle between Sun Chuanzhong and Fujiwara Ichiro clearly, but he doesn't need to know the duel process between the two, he only needs the result, that is, who will fall first?

"You dare to scold karate for being in tatters, your time of death has come. ”

Fujiwara Ichiro was furious, and immediately flew out of the air with a kick, but it was a false move, luring Sun Chuanzhong to raise his hand to defend, he had already landed, and the distance between him and Sun Chuanzhong was very close, and he used all his strength to attack Sun Chuanzhong.

Fujiwara Ichiro used all the seven skills of karate kicking, hitting, falling, holding, throwing, locking, and choranging, and even used reverse techniques.

Fujiwara Ichiro was in a hurry, took the opportunity to bully Sun Chuanzhong, shot like lightning, and poked a finger at the vein acupuncture point on Sun Chuanzhong's waist.

Unexpectedly, Fujiwara Ichiro's finger couldn't be clicked, Sun Chuanzhong's body was as hard as a rock, and a heavenly qi protected his whole body, even if Fujiwara Ichiro's strength collapsed, this acupoint couldn't be lit.

"Do you little Japan know about the acupoints? We China are the ancestors of the acupoints!"

Sun Chuanzhong smiled coldly, stretched out a finger, and pointed at Fujiwara Ichiro's vein point.

Sun Chuanzhong's finger was full of strength, terrifying, and his strong aura was like a monstrous wave pressing over.

Fujiwara Ichiro was shocked and hurriedly retreated, although he dodged Sun Chuanzhong's finger, but the belt pulse point was still hit by Sun Chuanzhong's breath, and he only felt a numbness in his waist and a dullness in his chest.

"You have a saying in China that you are afraid of being strong, and I don't believe that I can't beat you bad old man. "Fujiwara Ichiro has always been arrogant and conceited, he has suffered this kind of loss there, and in a fit of anger, he tried his best to fight with Sun Chuanzhong.

"It's time to end. ”

Sun Chuanzhong's eyes were cold, and he stepped out, his momentum continued to rise, and the evil qi in his body suddenly increased, and the heavy evil qi made Fujiwara Ichiro stagnate slightly.

Fujiwara Ichiro only froze for a moment, but did not hinder his attack, this time he threw a punch with all his strength, this punch was as fast as lightning, like a mountain splitting the ground, and hit Sun Chuanzhong's face.

Sun Chuanzhong did not dodge, and his right hand became a fist, and he slashed down, and the momentum was stronger, which was simply regrettable.

Xingyi boxing, tiger-shaped splitting boxing!

A terrible whistling sound came from top to bottom, the strength was extremely strong, and the strong breath was like a thousand catties of boulders.

Fujiwara Ichiro was distracted, and subconsciously retracted his fists to defend himself, his hands crossed into a cross, and he met upwards, and his strength collapsed.

"Boom. ”

Sun Chuanzhong's tiger-shaped splitting fist fell, slashing at the intersection of Fujiwara Ichiro's hands, and knocking Fujiwara Ichiro out on the spot.

Lei Wu's pupils shrank suddenly, and he couldn't help but exclaim: "How is it possible? This is the power of the peak of strength, Old Man Sun can still play this kind of strength, could it be ......"

Hearing Lei Wu's exclamation, Xiao Tao smiled slightly, he had long known that the old man of the Sun family had recovered his strength, and there was no fuss.

Although Sun Chuanzhong has been injured for more than ten years, the secret injury is a kind of palm poison, and there is no injury to the bones, as long as the palm poison is removed, Sun Chuanzhong will recover his original realm and strength, and return to his original peak state.

"You...... You're a master of the pinnacle!"

Fujiwara Ichiro's face was shocked, his hands were already numb, the blood in his body was shaken and surging, and the qi and blood were not smooth, fortunately he used his strength to defend, but the other party's strength did not collapse, so his internal organs had not been injured, otherwise he would already be a dead body.

At that time, Sun Chuanzhong's momentum suddenly rose, and his evil qi became heavier, Fujiwara Ichiro vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he didn't expect Sun Chuanzhong to control his breath and hide his true strength, in order to lure him to make a move.

"It's a shame. ”

Sun Chuanzhong showed a hint of regret, since he was secretly injured, he has not touched anyone for thirteen years, the control of strength is a little rusty, and the split fist just now did not split out to collapse, so that little Japan escaped from his hands.

Sun Chuanzhong had already killed Fujiwara Ichiro, and he had practiced with Fujiwara Ichiro before, in order to get used to the feeling that he hadn't moved for many years, and when he felt that he was almost back, he would take Fujiwara Ichiro's dog life with one punch.

When Sun Chuanzhong saw Fujiwara Ichiro for the first time, he did not hesitate to make a decision that Fujiwara Ichiro must be destroyed.

The reason is very simple, with Fujiwara Ichiro's age and martial arts, there are not a few in the world, once Fujiwara Ichiro grows up, it will be a big scourge for our country, because the Japanese are not good men and women, and Japanese warriors are friends and enemies to our country's martial arts community!

"Little Japan, you just scolded the old man for being a Chinese person, so you have to die!"

Even if Fujiwara Ichiro escaped with a blow, Sun Chuanzhong's desire to kill him did not waver, Sun Chuanzhong had a lot of dealings with the Japanese in the Provincial Martial Arts Association, and knew that the Japanese were cunning and ruthless, so Fujiwara Ichiro, a potential scourge, must not stay.

"You are so cunning, and you have restrained your breath in order to lure me in. Fujiwara Ichiro spat out a mouthful of blood, struggled on the ground for a while, and then pointed at Sun Chuanzhong and said angrily, "What kind of hero are you to bully the small, there are many people in our Japan who are higher than your martial arts, does he dare to challenge them?"

"You don't have to worry about that, you won't see it anyway. Sun Chuanzhong snorted coldly, and walked towards Fujiwara Ichiro, Fujiwara Ichiro has been injured, and he has no combat effectiveness in a short period of time, if he wants to kill Fujiwara Ichiro at this time, Fujiwara Ichiro will definitely not be able to escape.

"President Sun, President Sun, by all means. Kuji Okamoto shouted, and hurriedly flashed out from behind his entourage, blocking Sun Chuanzhong.

"Okaya, why are you here?" Sun Chuanzhong glanced at Okamoto Hisaharu, with a hint of unhappiness in his eyes.

Sun Chuanzhong already knew that Okamoto Hisaharu was here, but Okamoto Hisaharu hid on the side to watch the excitement, and he simply pretended not to know, so he wanted to kill Fujiwara Ichiro with one punch, and it was also because of Okamoto Kuji that he wanted to make Okamoto Kuji have no chance to come out to defend Fujiwara Ichiro.

I didn't expect that the strength just now was not well controlled, otherwise it would have collapsed Fujiwara Ichiro directly, and it would have been useless for Okamoto Kuji to appear again.

"Oh, President Sun, we are also old friends, and there are some questions that we don't need to ask more. Okamoto Hisaharu was quite embarrassed, and some beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, Sun Chuanzhong's dissatisfaction with him was already written on his face, and his posture had to be lowered.

Before, Sun Chuanzhong negotiated with his subordinates, asking the ninjas in Guangyun to restrain their style of behavior and not to kill people and make trouble in Shenhai City, and his subordinates said that Guangyun had no ninjas according to his intentions, and pushed things clean.

Now it's a good thing, Sun Chuanzhong personally came to the door, which is equivalent to slapping him in the face, what else can he explain? Now that everyone is here, he can't hide it, and this situation can only be negotiated with Sun Chuanzhong.

Originally, Okamoto Hisaharu hid behind to watch and persuade, to see Fujiwara Ichiro defeat Sun Chuanzhong, with Fujiwara Ichiro's temper would definitely beat Sun Chuanzhong to death, he was happy to see this, as long as all the Chinese here died, the ninja advance team secretly entered Guangyun will not be leaked.