Tokyo, Japan!

Yu Zhao's face was pale, and with a light cough, the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Her injuries from being hit by the Dark Wizard were really not light, and strange witchcraft power surged and spread in her body, and from time to time, blood and qi would go backwards and spill blood from her mouth. However, this did not prevent Yu Zhao from continuing to complete the challenge task, and she went to the Tokyo Gokushin Kaikan as promised.

Since last night, Jizhen will arrange for people to come to the door overnight to challenge Yu Zhao.

But even if he is injured, Yu Zhao is after all a person who is up to the C rank and has the ability to comprehensively surpass the limits of human beings. Her combat effectiveness is not something that ordinary people can figure out at all, just like a strong man, even if she is sick, she is not something that a young child can delusionally challenge.

In the case of Yu Zhao's injury, Jizhen will send people to challenge last night and early this morning, but the result is not surprising, and the coefficient is defeated.

The continuous same defeat results made the high-level executives of the Jizhen Society feel as if they had been poured cold water on them when they heard that Yu Zhao was injured behind him, and they were cold from head to toe.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, in the Tokyo Guild Hall, the high-level officials of the Yiganji Zhenhui sat silently opposite each other, and someone was in front of them, whispering about Yu Zhao's situation.

"The woman...... Coughing up blood many times to make sure that there is an injury in the body. But since last night, we have asked people to come to the door three times, and without exception, they have all been defeated by her...... Her injuries appeared to be getting worse, and coughing up blood became more frequent. However, it was still at the appointed challenge time, and I came to our Jizhen Hall, and now I am waiting outside the door. ”

"Let her in......," the two presidents of the old and new Jizhen Kaild commanded, after looking at each other.

Today's challenge is extremely high-impact, and many Japanese media and martial arts people have gathered at the Gokushin Hall, and there is no room for Jizane to avoid the battle in full view.

Yu Zhao, who was pale and dragging his suitcase, followed behind the person who led the way, and walked into the Jizhenhui Dojo under the watchful eyes of everyone.

The presidents of the old and new Jizhen Society, Kenji Midorikura and Akira Matsui, are now bitter and self-aware. Yu Zhao came to Japan and challenged continuously for several days, although there were many masters of the Jizhen Society, most of the people who could fight against her had already been challenged by her. The few remaining masters were also sent to invite Yu Zhao to fight last night and this morning, and they were also defeated by her.

At this time, Yu Zhao came to the door, and the Jizhen Society was facing the dilemma of having no one to fight, and he couldn't let the youngest person who was over fifty years old, and it was no longer the year of the major branch presidents to take action personally, right?

Seeing Yu Zhao walk in and stand in the center of the wide martial arts arena, Matsui Zhanggui's spirit moved slightly, and suddenly said to Yu Zhao: "The battle form of my Jizhen Society is divided into two types; one is a competition with contemporary masters, and the other is a higher standard, which is a direct competition with the founder of my Jizhen Society, Dashan Beida Fan Er. What we have arranged for you is to compete with the Great Mountain Patriarch, do you dare to accept it?"

There are many media and martial arts people sitting in the vast martial arts hall, and everyone is surprised to hear this, how can Dashan Beida compete with him after his death for more than 20 years?

"I don't care how you fight. Yu Zhao was independent in the center of the venue, and his voice was cold and crisp.

"Good. Matsui Zhanggui snorted, secretly happy in his heart, and spoke to a person behind him.

The man behind him looked slightly upbeat when he heard this, and immediately left the venue, and soon led a strong black bull back.

At this time, Midorikura Ken'er, Hasegawa Juqi and others guessed Matsui Akiga's plan, and they were all overjoyed.

Matsui Akinori said calmly: "Patriarch Oyama is worshiped as the king of karate, with the nickname of the hand of the gods, and he once used his hands to split the horns and skulls of oxen. In order to commemorate the great achievements of our ancestors, the hall has a perennial breeding of pure breed of healthy cattle. If you can cut the horns of the ox with your bare hands, I will admit that you have the skills of the ancestor of the mountain, and there is no one in the present generation who can beat it. ”

These words are really ingenious, not to mention whether Yu Zhao can split the horns with one hand, even if he does, it is only on a level with Dashan Beida, and it does not overwhelm the extreme vacuum karate, Matsui Zhanggui is indeed a good calculation.

What's more, Oyama Beida is known as an unborn martial arts wizard in the Japanese martial arts world, although Yu Zhao is strong, and after coming to Japan, she has won consecutive battles, but no one thinks that she can really compare to Dashan Beida, not to mention that she is injured now.

Matsui Akikyo came up with this way of competition, which can be said to have taken advantage of it.

What he was most afraid of was that Yu Zhao would not agree, and if he had to challenge the contemporary Extreme True Martial Artists, it would be extremely bad.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he heard Yu Zhao say: "If I cut the horns of the bull, even if I win this competition?"

"Yes, being able to cut the horns of the ox shows that you and the mountain patriarch are similar in strength, and we are not as good as you. Matsui Akiki had a straight face.

Splitting the horns of the ox by hand is the pinnacle performance of Dashan Beida's life, and it is a myth in the Japanese martial arts world.

"The cow is pitiful. Yu Zhao coughed lightly and walked lightly in front of the black bull who was led to the center of the field.

There were more than 100 people in the audience, and everyone watched with bated breath.

The next moment, Yu Zhao shot out without any accumulation, but his hands contained unimaginable explosive power, slashing the two horns like lightning.

Click――

There was a cracking sound, and the two horns snapped in unison.

The cow was in unbearable pain, roared wildly, rushed forward, and was slapped by Yu Zhao's fluttering hand on the Tianling cover, and suddenly withered to the ground.

The audience was silent, and the needle drop could be heard.

For Yu Zhao's strength, he has a deep understanding of it for several days, but he would never have thought that Yu Zhao was so strong that he could easily break the horns of the bull even if he was injured.

This woman ...... It's simply a humanoid monster, as if it was a virtual character resurrected from a martial arts movie.

At the moment when the horns broke, Matsui Akinori and Hasegawa were angry, and Kenji Midorikura and others had nothing to say, and they were convinced.

Yu Zhao clapped his hands, the task of this trip to Japan was over, and he turned around and walked outside the dojo.

"Wait, you've done eleven challenges, but you haven't introduced your origins and why you came to my country to challenge, please tell me before it's too late. Hasegawa said angrily.

"I'm here to challenge because you really have a guy named Yumoto Takeda, who makes a lot of nonsense, saying that Chinese martial arts can't be used in actual combat, so our boss asked me to see what is great about Japanese martial arts. Well, I'm from Huaxia Tianjiao Security Company. ”

Yu Zhao walked out of the Jizhen Guild Hall.

She had already bought a ticket back to Huaxia in advance, and went straight to Tokyo Narita International Airport after going out.

Leaving the Jizhen Guild Hall, Yu Zhao took out his mobile phone and dialed Wang Luo's number, wanting to tell him that his challenge task was over.

"Tut!doot~"

No one answered the phone, what is Wang Luo doing with that guy? Yu Zhao raised his delicate brows and thought to himself.

Jiangyang City, Vientiane shopping mall.

Lin Yuexiu stepped forward with a gloomy face, grabbed Fang Xiaohu, and glared at her daughter fiercely, "Follow me home." He took Fang Xiaohu and walked two steps, then stopped and looked at Wang Luo, and thought for a while: "You come along, I have something to ask you." ”

Wang Luo sighed and obediently followed.