After another half an hour, there was a sound of heavy footsteps outside the lounge, Yan Yun could hear that Yang Zhaoxing was coming, and hurriedly took out the fairy sword and a wind spirit rune, and increased his speed to the extreme before going to the ring.

"Mr. Yanyun, as soon as you are ready, the competition is about to start, do you need anything?" Yang Zhaoxing came to the lounge to convey the message, and at the same time did not forget to ask intimately.

"Nope." Yan Yun opened his eyes and slowly got up, with an unusual calmness and confidence on his face, "Let's go!" ”

Because this competition has attracted widespread attention, the stadium, which can accommodate more than 8,000 people, has long been crowded and full.

Except for some visitors from all over the country, most of them are Jinzhou locals, and most of them are students from Jinzhou University.

They put up eye-catching and funny banners one after another, expressing their prayers and support for the mysterious master, some of them wrote "If someone offends me, give three points of courtesy, and if someone offends me again, cut the grass and eradicate the roots", some write "Down with Japanese imperialism", and a large wave of beautiful girl groups even blatantly write "If you win the devil, you will give birth to a monkey".

At this moment, the lights were shining on the gorgeous ring, and a young host was talking about a large number of rumors on the Internet about the mysterious figure who was about to fight against Takahashi Kiyoji, which whetted the appetite of everyone present.

Soon after, under the introduction of the host, Takahashi Kiyoji walked into the ring in a domineering manner, he was burly, dark-skinned, and had knotted muscles all over his body, looking extremely strong.

As soon as he entered the arena, Takahashi Kiyoji tied a red forehead band on his forehead, and immediately faced the audience, beating his chest with both fists, and roaring fiercely, like a wild beast.

Most of the audience in the audience hated this person so much, and it was his arrogant behavior that caused embarrassment, and people who cheered abounded.

Takahashi Kiyoji seems to have been surprised by this situation for a long time, and the corners of his mouth continue to show sneers, with an arrogant look of "there is a kind of defeat me".

"Next, please invite the mysterious person who came to challenge Takahashi Kiyoji today - Yan Yun."

Under the passionate introduction of the host, the audience erupted in warm cheers, and then Yan Yun was expressionless and stepped into the ring step by step.

Before he left, Yang Zhaoxing bowed deeply to him and said three words in an almost longing tone - please.

However, after Yan Yun, who had caused countless conjectures before, had never heard of his name, and Yan Yun, who had seen him, stepped into the ring after a thousand calls, the audience fell into silence as if they had a tacit understanding, and almost stopped breathing, replaced by dull expressions and questioning glances.

Zhou Li, who was sitting in the VIP seat, suddenly turned blue.

Even the young host, who was still enthusiastic a second ago, suddenly saw Yan Yun, his face froze suddenly, and he deliberately looked behind him, wondering if he was the assistant of a master or if he had gone to the wrong place.

It wasn't until I saw him standing still in front of Takahashi Kiyoji that I was sure that this young man who was dressed casually, dressed casually, and even a little rustic was the rumored mysterious master.

"Are you the one who came to challenge me today?" Takahashi Kiyoji glanced at Yan Yun contemptuously, and seemed to be a little unexpected, so he asked in awkward Chinese.

"Hmm!" Yan Yun nodded lightly.

"Is there no one in your land of Shenzhou? How can the people who come to challenge are not as good as the other, and they are all useless wrecks? Takahashi Kiyoji crossed his arms and raised the bridge of his nose, and sneered, "An East Asian sick man like you is not worthy of fighting me at all." ”

Yan Yun's expression was as usual, but his body shook slightly.

"What the hell! This kid is weak, and he doesn't look like Kiyoji Takahashi's opponent no matter how you look at it! ”

"It's over, it's over, there's no singing, and I'll definitely be abused like a dog by the Japanese guy for a while, I knew that I would listen to the brothers in the dormitory, instead of making trouble, it's better to sleep in the dormitory."

"Nima, how can you send this kind of cat-and-dog-like character to be perfunctory, isn't it enough to be embarrassed?"

“……”

There was a lot of discussion and uproar in the audience, people shook their heads and sighed, and some even got up and left, and there was no interest in this duel that was destined to be a one-sided massacre for a moment.

"Are you ready to fight?" Yan Yun secretly lucked aura.

The question was an understatement, calm as water, and not loud, but everyone in the 8,000-odd people present could hear it clearly, as if the voice was spoken in their ears.

Everyone was stunned for a moment when he said that, and the people who got up to leave also involuntarily paused, no one could describe the feeling at that moment in words, but they could all feel that something was wrong.

On the left side of the ring are Tang Xiaotian, Yang Zhaoxing and other key members of the martial arts association, and on the right side are more than a dozen Japanese wearing black Japanese samurai uniforms, who are Takahashi Kiyoji's entourage.

A thin middle-aged man sitting in the middle position originally closed his eyes slightly and was disdainful of the things in the ring, but after Yan Yun said those words, he immediately opened his eyes, and then got up and walked forward, with a stern expression, and said a few words at Takahashi Kiyoji in the ring, obviously reprimanding something.

The incomparable Kiyoji Takahashi seemed to be in awe of the thin middle-aged man, and kept nodding and bowing to the man, repeating "Hi! ”。

"Cousin, what are the Japanese talking about?" Shen Ruoyi listened attentively, since she lost her sight, her hearing has been very good.

"He's saying that Yan Yun has a lot of background, and he doesn't allow Takahashi Kiyoji to be careless about the enemy." Tang Xiaotian, who is proficient in Japanese, explains.

"The opponent is so nervous, hehe, is Brother Yanyun really that powerful?" Shen Ruoxuan asked with a chuckle.

"We'll find out in a minute." Tang Xiaotian smiled meaningfully.

After Takahashi Kiyoji was reprimanded, he turned around, glanced at Yan Yun hatefully, and said patiently: "Your opponent is the head coach of the Kanagawa branch of the Jijin Kaikan, who has won the Tokyo Karate Championship eight times and the World Karate Championship five times Takahashi Kiyoji, I don't know if your Excellency is ......."

"Oh." Yan Yun didn't even look at him, and said coldly, "I'm just a farmer." ”

When he said this, the audience was silent again, and even the embroidery needles could be heard clearly when they fell on the ground.

"Flutter!"

I don't know who it is, but the first one couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Immediately afterwards, the people in the audience were also caused a lot of commotion, as if they had heard a cold joke that needed some reaction time, and they couldn't help laughing, leaning forward and backward with laughter, and couldn't close their mouths for a long time.

He ...... Is he here to be funny? ”

"But it's funny, don't you see that the Japanese guy's nose is almost crooked?"

"Haha, it's such a strange guy, it's kind of interesting, maybe this time it will be different."

“……”