Facing the crippled Miyamoto Musashi, Zhao Weiguo was somewhat sympathetic. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

But this sympathy is fleeting, because Miyamoto Musashi is a martial idiot. And in the dictionary of martial idiots, there is no fairness and justice at all.

Some are just duels, just the consciousness of defeating one strong enemy after another.

So if you want to convince such an enemy, then you have only one way, and that is to completely subdue him.

Zhao Weiguo decided so happily, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said lightly: "Miyamoto Musashi? Are you ready? ”

"Shaoga! I am invincible, you drip it! I'll use my strength to break your arm! ”

Miyamoto Musashi was ready, and in order to take revenge, he raised all the muscles in his body.

It's a total of nine abs, and all of them are revealed. And just looking at these abdominal muscles, even General Tie and the others are daunted.

The muscles of the whole body were like steel, blooming with a metallic luster.

At this moment, everyone gathered around, all wanting to see who won and who lost in this blockade.

Zhao Weiguo's magic skills, everyone has seen it, that kind of kung fu is really breathtaking. But I don't know what this power is.

Of course, these people are definitely not just looking at the excitement, they are looking for an opportunity, an opportunity to kill Zhao Weiguo.

Although most of these people were Chinese, they still wanted to kill Zhao Weiguo. It's like they're going to kill Miyamoto Musashi.

Because, Zhao Weiguo has obtained too many things, and this is the crime of Huaibi.

Zhao Weiguo glanced at everyone, although he couldn't listen to everyone's voices, but that wolf-like expression was already unmistakable.

This is a person who practices martial arts, and has long been obsessed with the secret books of martial arts and the kind of divine weapons to the point of forgetting his ancestors.

Zhao Weiguo knew that he should teach these people a lesson. But what exactly is such a lesson? Did they all beat them down?

No, Zhao Weiguo doesn't need it at all, all he needs is to defeat Miyamoto Musashi in front of him, and defeat Miyamoto Musashi effortlessly!

"Miyamoto Musashi, I'm going to punch!"

Zhao Weiguo's reminder shocked Miyamoto Musashi's body, and he gathered the strength of his body and deposited it all in his lower abdomen and chest.

The high bulging muscles are like a small mountain, the tremor, the metallic luster, I am afraid that anyone who looks at it will have a feeling of hair standing on end.

But at this time, Zhao Weiguo made a move, and this punch was so understated. It's as if it's not a fist at all, it's cotton.

That punch is weak and weak, and the speed is even slower than a turtle crawling!

"This, this fist, can it hurt someone?"

Everyone didn't believe it at all, and they didn't believe that a fist like Zhao Weiguo could hurt people, so they made comments one after another.

Some people even think that Zhao Weiguo has no ability at all, and it is nothing more than an amazing defense.

Although they don't know why Zhao Weiguo has amazing defensive power, defense and attack are completely different things.

So even at this time, everyone is still not optimistic about Zhao Weiguo.

Because that Miyamoto Musashi is indeed too strong, anyway, all of them are not this person's opponents at all.

"Huh!"

At this moment, when everyone was talking about it, and that Miyamoto Musashi stared at Zhao Weiguo and wanted to take this blow. Zhao Weiguo's sinking fist actually accelerated in vain and hit it like lightning.

"Woo! ……”

The sound of the wind, the piercing fist wind exploded instantly, although it was not as good as thunder, but this kind of sonic boom really shocked everyone present.

They widened their eyes one by one, staring, watching, but at this time, they found that Miyamoto Musashi, who was at the end of the fist wind, had completely disappeared after a muffled sound!

"Poof! ……”

Miyamoto Musashi's body disappeared, but with the sound of blood spurting, and endless blood came like raindrops.

Everyone covered their eyes with their palms and looked at the incomparably dark sky.

Miyamoto Musashi was there, and it flew away like a falling meteor in the distance.

"What? Miyamoto Musashi defeated? ”

At this time, everyone couldn't believe their eyes, the invincible Miyamoto Musashi was actually blasted out under Zhao Weiguo's punch, and blood was spitting out of his mouth.

It's just terrifying, a Miyamoto Musashi, so many of them can't subdue it. But Zhao Weiguo only used one punch.

So at this time, what kind of realm will Zhao Weiguo's martial arts reach?

"Huh?"

Everyone grew up and couldn't believe it was true. But at this moment, Zhao Weiguo spoke righteously.

"All fellow martial artists, as people who practice martial arts, will definitely suppress the strong and help the weak, and support justice. If you can't keep justice and justice in your heart, what's the use of you practicing martial arts?

Today, there are Japanese people who invade our territory and kill our people, and you are all strong martial arts people, why don't you pick up swords and guns and fight hard for our China? ”

Zhao Weiguo thought about these words for a long time, but he didn't know how to speak. Because these people have long been blinded by some petty profits.

They can't see clearly what is happening in this world.

Innocent creatures are being devastated, and drowning souls are sending out their pleas.

But what are they doing at this time? Unexpectedly, they all ran to this sealed place to seize some martial arts cheats.

Our country is bleeding! And they were bleeding because of one pamphlet after another.

Zhao Weiguo was saddened, but he couldn't convince them.

So at this moment, Zhao Weiguo found an opportunity. And this opportunity was that he defeated Miyamoto Musashi with one punch.

This punch was unusually ferocious, not only shocked all the martial arts people, but also made them start to reflect.

They are understanding Zhao Weiguo's words. But it was as if they couldn't digest it thoroughly.

"Nan Wu Amitabha, does the donor want us to join the army?"

Finally, the Shaolin Zen master spoke.

"That's right, everyone is Chinese, even if this master is a monk, he should do his part for the country and the people." At this time, our country is bleeding, our people are also bleeding, the master is superb in martial arts, why can't he join the army and help me to help China? ”

Zhao Weiguo waved his hand, but he really lifted his spirits. But the Zen master of Shaolin shook his head slightly and said: "Nan Wu Amitabha Buddha, the killing precept cannot be opened, if the monks' hands are stained with blood, then this country, can it be saved?" ”

"Then I ask you, if your hands are not stained with blood, then can this country be saved? Zen Master, if you stay out of the way and only hope to ascend to the Western Elysium as soon as possible, then you don't care about these poor people? So what's the use of your death? Then when you go to the West Heaven and see my Buddha, what do you say? Do you want to say that you have abandoned all living beings and run to the western heavens to enjoy the blessings? ”

"This?"

Zhao Weiguo's words were like an initiation, which made the Shaolin Zen master speechless, and he could only put his hands together and said: "If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?" The poor monk will go back and join the army to resist Japan! ......" (To be continued.) )