readx;? It was the first time for Masao to show his skills in front of the media, and although his heart was extremely tenacious, he was still a little excited. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info looking for the fastest update website, please Baidu search is not for fame excitement, but to face a strong opponent, an existence that he regards as the heir of ancient Chinese martial arts, as long as he defeats him, he is the first person in the Japanese martial arts world!

During the war years, it was not without Japanese martial arts people who defeated the so-called ancient martial arts masters, but it is a pity that the contest between occupiers and slaves can be so real that even the Zisan Masao family sneered.

Only in the real martial arts arena, competing with the real ancient martial arts masters of China, and defeating the opponent head-on, is what the Zi San family has always longed for! As the soul of the Japanese martial arts world, the domestic government has many inclinations towards the Zi San family, which is nothing more than a ghost inheritor who continues to nurture bushido.

And the greatest use of the inheritor, of course, is to give a head-on blow in the process of the rise of China, and to promote the strength of the empire! However, Deng on the opposite side does not seem to have come to fight to the death, but to drink tea next door, dressed in casual casual clothes, standing at his feet, with a relaxed and casual smile on his face.

Although few of the Japanese present were martial arts masters, based on the momentum of both sides, they already felt that Zisan Masao was inferior. But the always calm Zisan Masao didn't seem to realize this, and facing the most powerful opponent in this life made his blood boil!

As a martial artist's instinct, it was only the time they met in Jiangbin City, and Zisan Zhengxiong already knew very well that Deng Hua was definitely not comparable to the opponents he faced in the past. He bowed to Deng Hua with a deep bow: "Please advise Mr. Deng!"

"Don't dare to be instructed!" Deng didn't seem to hear that people were just opening remarks, and pretended to be pointing at the juniors, "Let's point to the end, Gu Wu needs fresh blood, and he can't rest on his laurels." Only by communicating and learning more can we make progress in the competition, please!"

was almost vomited blood by the shameless Deng someone, in fact, Zi San Zhengxiong was much older than Deng Gongzi, but he was taught a lesson by the tone of a senior master! Zi San Zhengxiong rushed over with a roar, his right hand became a tiger claw, his left hand became a palm knife, and he attacked bravely forward with arrows.

With the sound of the wind in his hands, he instantly descended in front of Deng Hua, Deng was still smiling, and he was ruthless in his shots, grabbing and grabbing palms and palms, and the last hair came first! The competition had just begun, and the offensive of the two people had already been needle-to-needle, and there was no trace of temptation at all, and they directly debuted!

"Crackle!" The two explosions were obviously flesh and body, but they were as explosive as weapons colliding. The close proximity of An Jian Jinzo even felt a sinister aura invading him, making him shiver, staggering back a few steps, and sitting down on the ground.

It was only the first blow, and onlookers could already see that Zisan Masao had lost the upper hand. Just now, the Japanese moved forward bravely, with the help of momentum and explosiveness, opposite Deng Hua who stood still. After the blow, Deng Hua still stood steadily, as if he was nothing, but Zisan Zhengxiong was counterattacked and took three or four steps back, just stood still, and took a few steps back again.

Looking at the Japanese face again, there is no longer the vigor just now, the hands are shaking uncontrollably, and the speed visible to the naked eye is swollen. Deng Hua smiled slightly, clasped his hands into fists and saluted: "Accept and accept!"

"No!" An's embarrassed Shinzo jumped up and shouted, "It's not over yet! It's just the first round, and Masao Zisan hasn't lost yet, he ...... him."

For An Jian Jinsan, he couldn't understand why the two sides only scored the winner with one blow, a martial artist who just relied on the strength of his body muscles to explode, and Deng Hua, who had internal breath and could attach nameless power between his fists and palms, there was no comparison at all.

Just like a person riding a thousand-mile horse, he must race with a sports car, one is the explosive power of muscles and bones, even if the combination is perfect, no matter how strong the cultivation is, when encountering an internal combustion engine that burns gasoline, it can only be defeated with hatred!

"Poof!" Zisan Zhengxiong held back a mouthful of blood, spurted out from the sky, and the anchotomy on the side was facing one by one, and the whole person was shrouded in blood mist, and instantly turned into a big red face. Several Japanese people suddenly changed color, and all of them jumped up from the tatami mats, and one by one they clenched their katana swords, as if they were about to rush up at any moment.

Several reporters were very nervous, but they abided by professional ethics, turned on the camera as soon as possible, Deng Hua smiled faintly: "Everyone, if you want to do it, please come up with enough appearance fees, otherwise I will not accompany you! Mr. Zisan Zhengxiong, do you have any questions about the competition between you and me?"

"Thank you Mr. Deng Hua's subordinates for their mercy!" Barely standing firmly, Zisan Zhengxiong wiped the blood from his mouth, and bowed respectfully to Deng Gongzi, "Zisan Zhengxiong's skills are not as good as others, I hope to have the opportunity to ask Mr. Deng for guidance again in the future!"

In the eyes of the Japanese, the competition between Zisan Masao and Deng Hua can be called a life-and-death fight, if Deng Hua falls into disadvantage, Zisan Masao will definitely chase after him. Deng did not beat the water dog, which made the Japanese very grateful, and several other Japanese were surprised.

Deng Gongzi nodded: "Very good, although I don't want to see the Japanese, you are a real martial artist, if you have the opportunity, just come to me." Of course, be sure to remember to prepare the appearance fee, haha, farewell!"

"Please!"

Zisan Zhengxiong reluctantly walked over to see each other, and the way he staggered, anyone could see that something was wrong: "Mr. Zisan Zhengxiong, you should take care of it well, it is best to buy some good red injury medicine, and don't use your qi and blood in half a month, otherwise you will be left with a lifelong disability, remember to remember!"

"You're so ruthless!"

An Jin San glared at Deng Someone viciously, Deng Hua bared his teeth, and he was so frightened that he took a few steps back, and the big flower face had the taste of a harlequin: "Mr. An Jin San, the competition was still facilitated by you, remember our promise, otherwise Mr. Zi San Zhengxiong will greet you for me, farewell!"

Deng Gongzi and his entourage floated away, Zisan Zhengxiong held on to the door frame, and another mouthful of blood gushed up. An Miao, Jinsan is very contradictory at the moment, if something happens to Zisan Zhengxiong, it will be a catastrophe for the Anmia family, and the same, it should also be a catastrophe for someone Deng, right?

The tangled life made An Jin San eager to make up for Zisan Zhengxiong with his own hands, and looked at even if there were no Zisan family members around him, he didn't dare: "Zisan Zhengxiong, how are you? Do you want to call the police?"

"It's okay," Zi San Zhengxiong shook his head, no one knows how big a blow Zi San Zhengxiong suffered, it is definitely not as simple as he said, "It's just a shock to the internal organs, Mr. Deng is very powerful, don't provoke him again in the future, you will die ugly!"

It seems impossible to expect the death of Zisan Zhengxiong to incur the revenge of the Zisan family, wiping a handful of blood stains on his face, An Jinsan's eyes rolled: "He's a madman, I won't be like him, please rest assured!"

"I hope you do it yourself, don't bring disaster to yourself and the family!" "Zisan Masao could see that An's embarrassed Jinsan was insincere, but the cause of the disaster was self-inflicted, he snorted coldly, and suddenly frowned, "Where did the Seven Ninjas go?"