Both sides looked confident, and the man led by the Japanese said loudly to Ye Wenxuan: "What's your name, report your name!"

"Ye Wenxuan. Ye Wenxuan said lightly.

"My name is Ichiro Fujino, remember my name!" Ichiro Fujino said with some pride.

Ye Wenxuan didn't have any feelings about this name, because he didn't understand the meaning of this name at all.

But the people around were a little surprised and discussed.

"Ichiro Fujino? Could it be Ichiro Fujino, who has won the Karate Championship three times in a row?"

"It seems to be him, it is said that he is a perfect karate practitioner, very powerful!"

"It's really good, a good friend of mine is from the Wa Kingdom, and it is said that he has the title of the second person of Miyamoto Haotian in the Wa Kingdom!"

"Yes, it is said that Miyamoto Hiroten is also here this time, and the people who come this time are not to be underestimated!"

……

Ye Wenxuan listened to the surrounding discussions, although they were in different languages, they were still heard clearly by Ye Wenxuan.

It seems that this Fujino Ichiro has a good reputation in the Wa Kingdom and the martial arts world, Ye Wenxuan said secretly in his heart.

But even so, Ye Wenxuan's heart was not under any pressure at all.

It's not that Ye Wenxuan underestimates the world, but Ye Wenxuan doesn't think that there will be pressure in Asian-level events.

Ye Wenxuan's goal is to be the champion, so all the challenges he must face. It is also a good opportunity to try the level of the world's martial arts masters.

Fujino Ichiro listened to the people around him praise him, and his heart was a little proud.

looked at Ye Wenxuan's gaze, which seemed even more contemptuous.

"Ye Wenxuan, how do you want to compete?" asked Fujino Ichiro.

"Whatever you want. Ye Wenxuan said lightly.

Fujino Ichiro glanced around, found that there was no good way, thought for a while, and said, "Then let's make it simpler, how about breaking wrists?!"

"Yes. Ye Wenxuan is still light.

Since both parties agreed, a table was brought and placed in the middle.

Dong Hairong took advantage of the busy people around him to walk to Ye Wenxuan's side and asked Ye Wenxuan, "How is it, are you sure?"

The corners of Ye Wenxuan's mouth curled slightly, and he said with a smile: "Don't worry, no problem." ”

Dong Hairong nodded, patted Ye Wenxuan's shoulder, gave him a cheering look, and then returned to his camp.

Gao Xiangyu watched Dong Hairong walk back, and asked Dong Hairong, "Boss, how is it, is Ye Wenxuan sure?"

Dong Hairong bowed his head and responded: "There should be no problem." ”

"Don't look at Fujino Ichiro on the other side, but Ye Wenxuan is definitely not a good stubble. The last time I competed with him, his strength was amazing. So Ye Wenxuan is eighty percent sure. ”

When Gao Xiangyu heard Dong Hairong's words, he was slightly relieved and set his eyes on the center of the field.

Ye Wenxuan and Dong Hairong sat on both sides of the table, and after they sat down, their right hands were put together.

A notary was found, and under his order, the competition officially began.

Fujino Ichiro's right hand is extremely thick, especially the position of the biceps brachii is twice that of Ye Wenxuan.

The comparison between the two sides seems to have a huge sense of contrast.

At the beginning of the competition, Ye Wenxuan and Fujino Ichiro instantly exerted their strength.

Ye Wenxuan felt the increasing strength of the other party as the other party's strength increased little by little, and Ye Wenxuan had no pressure at all.

In terms of strength, there is a big gap between the other party's strength and Dong Hairong, and there is no comparison with Ye Wenxuan.

No matter how hard Dong Hairong tried, Ye Wenxuan's right hand seemed to be fixed on the table, not moving at all.

Fujino Ichiro's face gradually turned red, and the strength in his body was almost exhausted, but the other party was like an insurmountable mountain, which could not be shaken at all.

Fujino Ichiro's eyes were a little frightened, the other party looked so much thinner than him, and his strength was so great, which made Fujino Ichiro a little panicked.

The people around were all surprised when they saw this scene.

Originally, this competition should have been no suspense, but at this moment it is completely different from what they guessed.

"This Chinese man is really unseemly, it looks like he should be a player who is good at agile reactions, but his strength is actually comparable to Fujino Ichiro!"

"Yes, I originally thought that this Huaxia person would be killed in seconds when he came up, but he was so strong!"

"It's a good show, and if Fujino Ichiro loses and gets a big bald head, it will be very interesting. ”

"Hahaha, if I don't have a face. ”

……

The people around him began to make fun of him, and for Fujino Ichiro, who was originally optimistic, he is now starting to look down.

Fujino Ichiro was a little difficult to accept this fact at the moment, his face was hideous, and he used all the strength to breastfeed.

But Ye Wenxuan on the opposite side was still plain, and he didn't even sweat.

"Fujino Ichiro, do you have so much strength? It's really disappointing to me, I heard you say that you are the champion of Wakoku Karate? Is this gold content so low?" Ye Wenxuan taunted Fujino Ichiro while adding strength.

Ye Wenxuan has never had a good impression of the Japanese people, no matter what life he is.

Hearing Ye Wenxuan's mocking words, a spark of anger flashed in Fujino Ichiro's eyes, and he said word by word: "Ye Wenxuan, don't be crazy, it's not certain who loses and who wins, you are just the end of the crossbow now." ”

"Really?" Ye Wenxuan sneered, and the strength in his hand began to gradually increase.

Feeling Ye Wenxuan's increased strength again, a trace of horror flashed in Fujino Ichiro's eyes.

How can he still have the strength to spare!

The stalemate between the two sides was broken, and Fujino's right hand began to gradually move closer to the table.

Seeing this scene, Yue Ziang and the others began to cheer for Ye Wenxuan loudly.

The samurai of the Japanese country on Fujino Ichiro's side also cheered for Fujino Ichiro.

However, Fujino Ichiro gradually despaired, because he watched his right hand get closer to the table little by little, and finally the dust settled.

Fujino Ichiro, defeated!

When Fujino Ichiro's right hand was attached to the table, applause rang out at the scene, and Yue Ziang and the others also cheered loudly.

Fujino Ichiro's face was extremely ugly, gloomy and terrifying.

actually lost, which Fujino Ichiro never expected.

Looking at the gloating expressions of the people around him, Fujino Ichiro snorted coldly and turned around and wanted to leave.

However, how could Ye Wenxuan let him leave easily, his figure flashed, blocking Fujino Ichiro's body.

"Fujino Ichiro, is it time for you to fulfill the gambling contract?" Ye Wenxuan said lightly, his face indifferent.

Fujino Ichiro looked at Ye Wenxuan with hatred, gritted his teeth and said, "Ye Wenxuan, don't go too far." Be forgiving and forgiving!"

Ye Wenxuan snorted coldly and said, "I don't bully you, you proposed the competition yourself, and the gambling contract was also proposed by yourself, if you are willing to gamble and lose, shouldn't you?"

Fujino Ichiro was choked by Ye Wenxuan's words, and had nothing to say, Fujino Ichiro turned around and walked outside.

For Ichiro Fujino, who has a good face, he will not allow himself to be shaved no matter what, it will be a great shame!