"Brother Yun, it's up to you this time." Guo Jun stepped to Zhuo Yun's side and said with a solemn expression.

Hearing this, Zhuo Yun nodded and walked towards the martial arts arena.

"Who is this guy, he doesn't look like he's very powerful, can he beat Musashi Saburo."

Seeing Zhuo Yun who stepped forward, everyone present couldn't help but have a trace of doubt in their hearts.

The director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, as well as the captain of the special forces unit and other military and police officials, are also all in the same heart.

Although they had been assured by Guo Jun before, they were still a little uneasy, after all, although this competition was only held by a certain garrison in Z City and the Wa Kingdom, at this sensitive moment, victory or defeat was particularly important.

Glancing at the arrogant Musashi Saburo, Zhuo Yun's eyes flickered with cold light.

Before coming, Lei Tian called him and asked him to teach the Japanese devils a good lesson, because his sister was kidnapped by the group of three, which made Lei Tian have a strong hatred for the Japanese people.

In fact, even if Lei Tian didn't call him, he didn't plan to spare Musashi Saburo lightly, the biggest reason why he was willing to help this time was that the other party was a Japanese national.

In Zhuo Yun's mind, there is no such noble patriotism, the ancients had a saying called giving up a small family to take care of everyone's thinking that this is righteousness, but he doesn't think so, people are selfish, if he is allowed to choose, he will definitely choose his own small family, but this does not prevent him from disgusting the devils of the country.

If they choose to repent and admit their mistakes, they may still be forgiven, but they do not have the slightest remorse, and he does not mind doing his best for his country for this beast-like race.

Facing the arrogant Musashi Saburo, the corners of Zhuo Yun's mouth flashed with a touch of disdain, his palm shook slightly, his fist was clenched to reveal his thumb, and he made a world-wide gesture downward.

"Brother Yun, you're domineering enough."

Guo Jun, who was standing in the distance watching the battle, had a smile on his face, and his originally nervous mood was also relieved.

Musashi Saburo, who was facing the sky with his nostrils facing the sky, saw Zhuo Yun's gesture, and his face immediately sank.

"Yaga!" With a roar of rage, Musashi Saburo lowered his body and rushed towards Zhuo Yun with a fast step, as fast as a hunting beast.

"It's good to come!" Zhuo Yun snorted softly in his heart, and also stepped forward.

"Bang bang bang!"

The sound of impact sounded in the arena, Musashi Saburo deserved to be a karate master, as soon as he came up, he performed a chain leg method, waving the strong wind howling, and launched a crazy attack on Zhuo Yun continuously, so that Zhuo Yun had to wave his arms to resist one by one.

Seeing the ferocious appearance of Musashi Saburo on the field, the people immediately shouted and cheered excitedly, and their cold eyes were full of fanaticism, as if a believer was facing a god.

Compared with the Japanese people, the director of the city bureau and others secretly pinched a cold sweat and watched the battle on the competition field nervously.

Only Guo Jun's expression was quite calm, and he understood that Zhuo Yun didn't even use the Xingyi Fist now, and he didn't burst out with all his strength.

Feeling the force coming from his arm, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of Zhuo Yun's mouth.

"It's disappointing that there's only that extent."

"Yaga!"

Hearing Zhuo Yun's taunt, Musashi Saburo shouted angrily, his waving legs slammed, his body spun like a whirlpool, driving surging power, and his right leg seemed to turn into a steel whip.

"Hmph, you're not far from it."

With a sneer, in the face of Musashi Saburo's angry full blow, Zhuo Yun did not retreat but advanced, and without running the vitality in his body, his right arm swept out, which was the horizontal fist style in Xingyi Fist.

"Bump!!" The swinging arm collided with the steel whip-like right leg, and the collision of power erupted into a gust of wind, forming two waves of air on the ground on both sides.

"Nani!" Musashi Saburo's body shook for a moment, and he couldn't help but exclaim, he couldn't believe that his fierce leg flick was actually resisted by Zhuo Yun with his arm.

Just when Musashi Saburo was stunned, Zhuo Yun didn't give him time to come back to his senses, his right leg suddenly lifted, and the strength of his whole body gathered on his leg, as if turning into a war knife, slashing towards Musashi Saburo.

Feeling the power of Zhuo Yun's right leg, Musashi Saburo panicked and retracted his leg and wanted to escape, but unfortunately it was too late at this time.

"Bump!"

The domineering and fierce force on his right leg exploded, and Musashi Saburo spat blood from his mouth, and his body flew upside down against the ground.

The sudden change made the originally excited and fanatical people stunned, and they all looked at Musashi Saburo who was lying on the martial arts arena in disbelief, with blood flowing from the corners of his mouth.

"Good, that's amazing!"

The special forces and armed policemen present who were originally suspicious of Zhuo Yun's strength secretly exclaimed in their hearts after seeing Zhuo Yun's fierce legs, and their eyes revealed a trace of awe for the strong.

When the special forces and armed police were amazed by Zhuo Yun's strong combat effectiveness, he himself did not have much joy, the reason why he was able to knock Musashi Saburo away with one blow just now was due to some luck.

Musashi Saburo was too proud, his fierce leg flick was blocked, and he didn't react for a while, so he lost so badly.

However, without the vitality in his body, when he used the horizontal fist style to resist Musashi Saburo's leg throwing just now, even Zhuo Yun felt a lot of pressure, and his right arm was still in a faint pain.

Just when everyone thought that Musashi Saburo had lost, he slowly got up from the ground, and his face showed a look of madness.

"You are very strong, but today you will still be my defeated men, and no one can defeat my Musashi Saburo."

The madness in Musashi Saburo's eyes turned into strong confidence as he spoke, and if it weren't for the blood still flowing from the corners of his mouth, the people around him were very suspicious that it was someone else who was kicked out just now and not himself.

"This guy!" Staring at Musashi Saburo, Zhuo Yun's heart moved slightly.

When Musashi Saburo spoke, in his induction, the aura on Musashi Saburo's body was rapidly fading, and the whole person was clearly standing there, but it gave people a looming feeling.

Musashi Saburo stepped forward, and at that moment, the aura on his body disappeared completely, and the figure of the whole person began to disappear and disappear with the strange steps, and the feeling was like a hallucination.

"What kind of trick is this, how can it be so weird." Seeing this situation, Zhuo Yun's face changed slightly, and his originally relaxed state of mind immediately became vigilant.

(The weather has been too hot recently, I'm upset when it's hot, and I'm being harassed by mosquitoes, it's really hard to get home, brothers, give me some motivation!) ）