Ninagawa gradually came back to his senses and subconsciously asked, "Can Mr. Fujita do it?"

"No, I can't do it yet, that's why I'll tell you. Fujita's voice was cold, staring at the gun on the ground. "This time I was in China, I met a person whose martial arts were very terrifying, her fist strength brought together the strongest penetrating power, the greatest concussion force, as long as she hit a little, she could kill people! I can see that this is China's Baji Boxing, and the tiger climbs the mountain. ”

"As soon as you make contact, people will die?" Ninagawa couldn't help but shrink his pupils when he heard this. "Bajiquan......? You're talking about Yu Allure!"

Fujita Tsuyoshi said: "Yes, it is Yu Chengcheng. This woman's moves have such power, and you can understand that she has the same power as a firearm in her hand! Therefore, the cultivation realm I have comprehended is to truly crack her moves, surpass the realm of Chinese martial arts, and have a kind of premonition in the dark before the crisis comes! Although I and Da Chuan's pursuit is the same, the practice of martial arts must be implemented, not the pursuit of blind things. ”

As he spoke, Fujita just picked up the pistol, loaded it with an empty bullet, and put it in Ninagawa's hand.

"Mr. Ninagawa, in order to keep your confidence from being shaken by Chinese martial arts, I invite you to help me cultivate together! I will use my own body to perceive the horror between life and death again and again until I defeat it!" Fujita Tsuyoshi said, holding Ninagawa's hand and holding the gun against his chest, which made Ninagawa's head break out in cold sweat again, and his body trembled a little. Not only him, but also the people in Kamata Dojo showed a look of fear.

You know, even if it's an empty warhead, hitting the body is no less harmful than a steel nail!

"Shoot, Ninagawa-kun! Could it be that your courage was really taken away by Yu Qingcheng? If this is the case, how can our Great Riza's martial arts be able to suppress China!"

"Ah......h Fujita Tsuyoshi said coldly: "To tell you the truth, Mr. Ninagawa, Yu Chengcheng's last sneak attack was nothing more than a cold attack on me. At that time, I didn't do my best to take care of the overall situation, and she had already used all means! If it was a fair fight, I was 60% sure that I would beat her to death, so don't be blinded by her!"

Hearing this, Ninagawa's eyes reopened, as if Tsuyoshi Fujita's words had caused his lost confidence to begin to return to him.

Fujita Tsuyoshi continued: "The reason why I didn't challenge her right away is because the military department has more important plans, and if I want to duel with her, I must be 100% sure and completely crack her moves! Mr. Ninagawa, I hope you will help me cultivate and show the spirit of Yamato's national martial arts!"

Ninagawa listened to Fujita Tsuyoshi's words, and the cold sweat on his body gradually disappeared, replaced by a white mist! This is the manifestation of his body adjusting to the best state after his mentality gradually returned to normal, and he returned to the strength of the strength of the master.

After that, Ninagawa Emon suddenly concentrated and fired a shot, but Fujita Tsuyoshi had already flashed behind him and pressed his neck with his hand!" "That's not okay Ninagawa-kun, you have to chase the other party's footsteps like I did just now, and don't relax with my gun, and exert its maximum lethality." Look at what our dojo people do!" After Fujita had just finished speaking, the disciple who had just held the gun stood up.

"Yes, Your Excellency Fujita!" Ninagawa did not show a look of loss, because Fujita's strength allowed him to regain his national pride.

"Ino-kun, please!"

"Hey!" The man named Ino picked up the gun and put it on Fujita's chest with a cold face: Before everyone could react, the board machine was detonated by him! Moreover, the moment Fujita just dodged, he actually chased the wind and did not relax, until the empty warhead was fired, which shocked Fujita Tsuyoshi back several steps! Fujita Tsuyoshi took a deep breath with his hand on his chest, and then shouted to Ninagawa: "See?"

"Yes, Your Excellency Fujita!" Ninagawa was finally shocked and fell to his knees. "Private, I am willing to follow Mr. Fujita and practice together!"

"That's it, Ninagawa-kun! Soon, you will see me crack all the moves of Yu Qingcheng, and finally die in pain and despair at my hands! The Chinese army will lose the dignity of martial arts, and I will pay back a thousand times the blow you have received!"

"Hi ......"

……

Although the weather in June was hot and dry, the occasional strong convective weather was also sudden.

On the coast of the Bohai Sea, the waves are rolling, and the lightning is intertwined in the sky, even if Yu Qingcheng is standing here, he can still feel the tiny nature of man in front of heaven and earth. Feeling the rolling thunder in the sky, Yu Qingcheng's body also fluctuated rhythmically together, as if the real people in ancient legends comprehended the power of heaven and earth and crossed the thunder tribulation.

In ancient times, science was underdeveloped, and those monks and Taoist priests practiced penance in the mountains and practiced martial arts to such a state, appreciating the power of heaven and earth, and were inadvertently seen by ordinary people, they would be regarded as immortals. Many myths and legends have been passed down from this.

Gradually, the thunderstorm passed. Yu Qingcheng also returned to the room, took a shower and changed his clothes, and watched the rippling tide in the distance.

Behind the balcony, Cheng Rui smiled and walked to Yu Chengcheng's side with a bowl of soup, "Allure, drink a bowl of soup! This is a special product of Tianjue folk, small chirp soup, the most nourishing thing to drink in summer." Yu Qingcheng glanced back at her, took the bowl, and couldn't help but say: "You little girl, you mix in the academy every day, and you don't go back to the art troupe to work." If it delays your work, that's fine. ”

"I'm also working here. Cheng Rui pouted, and then took a spoonful to Yu Chengcheng's mouth, "Come, I'll feed you." Ah......h

"......" Yu Qingcheng took a bite, feeling a little strange comfort in his heart.

At this time, a guard outside the door shouted: "Report to the political commissar, there is a young man in the concierge who said that he wants to visit you in the martial arts hall, it is the Chinese karate student who has tried the Extreme Vacuum Dao and you have tried it." Cheng Rui heard this, and couldn't help but snort: "Oh, I don't see you! What is the identity of the political commissar, a cat and a dog want to see it, and let people play unpleasantly?"

"Hey, tell him to come into my office, I'll go right away. Yu Qingcheng smiled and pressed Cheng Rui's face, "This is a talent, we can't turn others away when we run an academy." It was not easy to pull him from the Extreme Vacuum Jarate Gym. Yu Chengcheng said, took his military hat and put it on his head, and Cheng Rui followed her helplessly, muttering very unpleasantly.

"The good atmosphere is all ruined......"

Not long after, Yu Tingcheng came to her office with two guards, although she didn't need any guards, but the troops were organized, so she didn't embarrass anyone. Cheng Rui also followed alongside, and as soon as he entered the office, he saw a young man in a white shirt and black trousers, about twenty-four or five years old, standing up from the sofa. Yu Qingcheng recognized it at a glance, this was the young man who was with him among the extreme varate and karate students.

"Chief. ”

"Don't be inhibited, sit. Yu Qingcheng didn't put up any shelves, and didn't sit behind the desk, but sat down on the sofa beside him. Cheng Rui also sat next to him, and the guard also stood quietly in the corner. I have to say that this young man is no longer wearing karate clothes, he is completely like a different person, with a good appearance, elegant temperament, wearing glasses, very formal dress, and a strong bookish atmosphere.

"You are practicing Dacheng Boxing, right, I don't know the name of the honorable person, how did you enter the Extreme Vacuum Jarate Society?" Yu Qingcheng asked with interest. The young man said: "My name is Xiang Cen, I am from Langfang, Heyuan, and I just finished my graduate school at Peking University this year. My mentor is Master Yao, but Master's martial arts hall has always been small, and now the economy is sluggish, so it has closed down. I was so disrespectful last time I just wanted you to notice me, so please don't take it seriously. ”

"Langfang, Master Yao, is it Yao Chengguang?" Yu Tingcheng was a little surprised when he heard this. Naturally, she didn't care about Xiang Cen's words last time, knowing that this was a strategy for the other party to get her attention. "Langfang is a good place, no wonder your Mandarin is so standard. ”

The birthplace of modern Mandarin is not the capital, but Langfang, which is located at the junction of Beijing and Tianjue.

And Yao Zhongxun of Langfang, the name of Yao Chengguang's father and son, Yu Qingcheng has also heard Chen Guangguang say that he is also an authentic descendant of traditional martial arts. In the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, the ancestors opened a martial arts hall to inherit the national lineage, but they were forced to close down during the cultural movement and were tragically decentralized. This pause is half a century. Later, although the martial arts hall was reopened, in fact, there was not even a fixed venue, and there were only fifty disciples before and after, of which the nature of playing tickets accounted for the majority.

Of course, Xiang Cen is a beginner disciple who really entered the room, kowtowed to the master, and toasted tea.

"Yes. I've been learning Yiquan under Master since I was in high school, and it's been ten years now. It's a pity that I also come from an ordinary working family, so I can't help Master much. It is not easy to open a martial arts hall now, and groups with high cultural levels, especially some urban white-collar workers, pay great attention to the environment. Is there air conditioning, can I take a shower, I have water to drink, and there is a parking space. These conditions are really difficult for us to meet. ”

"This kind of person is probably not famous. Yu Tingcheng thought of his own cultivation journey, but he knew that the current boxing skills could not be inherited, and it was closely related to the impetuousness of the times. Xiang Cen said: "So now that the master is also old, his health is not very good, and he can't teach." He only said that he wanted me to inherit my boxing skills, but I ran a lot of martial arts gyms, and no one wanted me. Because my fighting is so average, I can't convince others. ”