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"Oh? Who taught you? ”

With some curiosity on his face, Wang Hengxiao glanced at Mitsui Yijian, and then asked, "Was it your master who taught you?" ”

Mitsui Shouchun frowned and said: "We learned it since we were children in the martial arts field, the spirit of bushido is the most authentic chalk table in the martial arts world, and it is also the momentum that can stimulate the bloody fighting spirit of the martial arts the most, so our Japanese warriors are the strongest warriors in the martial arts world of the world, because we have our own bushido spirit, and we have the will to be undefeated." ”

This is very much like shouting slogans, and I don't know how many times Mitsui Shouchun has said it since he was a child.

Wang Hengxiao looked at Mitsui Yijian.

Mitsui Yijian glared at Mitsui Shouchun fiercely, but Mitsui Shouchun did not let go of the slightest and his master Mitsui Yijian looked at each other, Mitsui Yijian said helplessly: "Don't hide it from Your Excellency, because our Mitsui Martial Arts Dojo was established from the Meiji Restoration, so we have retained many past traditions, but we are working hard to correct it, just wait for the older generation above to go down, we will establish a martial arts dojo that conforms to the new era."

Mitsui Shouchun was about to speak again, Mitsui Yijian hurriedly pulled him, and Mitsui Shouchun stood aside unconvinced.

Wang Hengxiao shook his head again.

"Your Excellency, this time Mitsui Shouchun is in the chalky table of our Mitsui Martial Arts Dojo, and I am under a lot of pressure. Because now I am competing for the position of the owner of the Mitsui Martial Arts Stadium, if Shou Chun can continue to be the number one master in the world, win glory for our Mitsui Martial Arts Dojo and for our Japan, I am sure that I will get the position of the owner of the museum, and then I will make a lot of chalk changes to the property management, and I think this is what Your Excellency wants to see. ”

Mitsui Yijian looked at Wang Hengxiao tightly and said: "If Your Excellency can help me to help Shouchun win the first place in the competition and continue to be the first master in the world, I will be grateful, and Your Excellency will be a friend of the entire Mitsui Martial Arts Dojo and the entire Japanese martial arts world." ”

Wang Hengxiao glanced at Mitsui Yijian in surprise, poured three cups of brewed tea, handed one cup to Mitsui Yijian, and one cup to Mitsui Shouchun, picked up a cup and slowly took a sip and said lightly: "Your Excellency Mitsui, from our standpoint, I have no reason to help you damage the reputation of our chalk family to help you achieve your goal." ”

"Although, we had a little friendship back then, and I drank with His Excellency Mitsui and His Excellency Iga Kiyoryu, but that doesn't mean anything."

Speaking of Iga Qingliu, Mitsui Ichiken's face changed slightly, and then he smiled, picked up the teacup in his hand, took a sip gently, and said, "Indeed, there is nothing wrong with what Your Excellency said, but I have asked too much. ”

"After all, that's what I'm trying to do. I hope we can always be friends and not be on opposite sides. ”

Mitsui raised the teacup in his hand and motioned for tea instead of wine, and toasted.

Wang Hengxiao picked up the teacup, took a sip together, and said: "Actually, we have almost always stood on opposite sides, you and I stand on a high place in the position of the chalk family and the folk chalk people, and it is even more difficult to have any friendship, Your Excellency Mitsui, in the future, we will each do our own thing." ”

As he spoke, Wang Hengxiao drank the teacup in his hand.

The smile on Mitsui Yijian's face, which had always been peaceful, disappeared, and became calm and indifferent, as if he was a master outside the world, and said lightly: "Your Excellency wants to do something to us?" ”

"Iga Kiyoryu, when he returned to Japan from the Cretaceous Kingdom, disappeared and disappeared, Iga Yuta's predecessors died in the Middle Cretaceous Country, and the Iga Dojo was chalky for a while, and now it is very decayed and no longer flourishes...... Japan's four major martial arts dojos are about to become three major martial arts dojos......"...,

Wang Hengxiao glanced at Mitsui in surprise and said, "Iga Qingliu is missing?" How could it be missing? ”

Mitsui Yijian shook his head slightly, he said the news, but it was because the three of them drank together back then, but at this time, he and Wang Hengxiao were stiff here, without Iga Qingliu, it is better to tell the news of Iga Qingliu, everyone will be more transparent in their hearts, and thoroughly understand the little friendship between the three of them back then.

"I don't know the way, no one knows the way, I heard that it was taken away by the Americans at that time, but the Americans said that they had been released, and they didn't admit that they had taken Iga Qingliu into custody."

When Mitsui Kazuken spoke of Americans, his tone became even more flat.

Everyone in the world says that Japan is a chalk dog of the United States, but in fact, who knows Japan's hatred of the Americans?

As Japan's top martial artist, Mitsui Kazuken stands at the top of the pyramid to see the world, and he sees it more thoroughly, and his attitude towards the United States is more obvious.

"I'm sorry to disturb Your Excellency today, but if you can break the friendship between you and me like this, there is no need for him to trouble in the future, it's a good thing for you and me."

Mitsui Kazuken got up and said goodbye.

Mitsui Shouchun took the opportunity to look at Wang Hengxiao, his eyes were burning with chalk, and he said in a deep voice: "You are my senior, do you dare to take my punch??" ”

Mitsui Yijian shook for a moment, hesitated for a moment, and did not stop it, it is also a good thing for Mitsui Shouchun to try Wang Hengxiao's depth, and he is also very curious, what kind of strength Wang Hengxiao, who was amazing and brilliant back then, can have now.

Wang Hengxiao looked at Mitsui Shouchun and said with a smile: "Practicing boxing is heavy on killing, so martial artists will cultivate their self-cultivation, and your kung fu in this area is not enough." However, I can take your punch, I will sit still, you can make me move, even if I lose, I promise your master's conditions. ”

"If you can't let me move, then I want you to not be able to participate in this World Martial Arts Meeting."

Mitsui Yijian frowned slightly, his eyes looked at Wang Hengxiao deeply, with Wang Hengxiao's realm, it is impossible not to see that Mitsui Shouchun is the peak of strength, half a foot into the realm of Baodan young master, such a young master, in the chaceous martial arts world is rare, Iga Qingliu back then, this age is also this cultivation.

Sitting still to withstand the punch of such a young master, even the master of Mitsui Ichiken, the current hall master of the Mitsui Martial Arts Dojo, did not dare to say that he would not be injured.

"Yaga, you are looking for death."

Mitsui Shouchun was born as a beggar, and he hated being looked down upon by others the most, and at this time he was underestimated by Wang Hengxiao, and suddenly the chalk aroused the anger in his heart, and when he scolded, his chalky body took a step forward, and punched Wang Hengxiao's chest.

This is a characteristic of the chalky system of the Chinese martial arts.

Top martial artists all take the heart and heart veins as the first priority.

Wang Hengxiao sat still, and watched Mitsui Shouchun punch him in the chest.

Boom..................

Mitsui Shouchun condensed the extremely sharp drilling strength, the moment the fist and Wang Hengxiao's chest touched, there was a muffled sound, Mitsui Shouchun was like a heavy blow, his arm clicked, his arm was suddenly dislocated, and his chalky body took three steps back and sat on the ground.

Wang Hengxiao still sat on the chair, motionless.

Shaking his head, Wang Hengxiao said, "You lost." ”

Titicaca ..................

Mitsui Shouchun's body suddenly erupted with a force, his body trembled, his mouth spat blood, and he passed out directly.

This time, he couldn't participate in the martial arts exchange chalk meeting.

That's the price of losing.

Mitsui Yijian's face was pale, and he thought about stopping it, because Wang Hengxiao would not joke about these things, and if he dared to bet, he would have a chance to win. …,

Really!

Mitsui Shouchun lost, and he was about to shout the word assistant in his mouth, but before he could shout it, Mitsui Shouchun had already fainted.

"Your Excellency's good means, such ruined a young man's hope, don't you think the means are cruel?"

Mitsui Yijian felt Mitsui Shouchun's pulse and said with a gloomy face.

Mitsui Shouchun's blood veins are weak, the heart is weak, if it is not cured, the future martial arts career is over, the martial arts practice qi and blood, and the heart is the source of all power.

The heart pulse failed, and the road was cut off.

Maybe in the future, I can live like an ordinary person, and my fists and feet will be more flexible, but I can't break out my fists, because my heart will not be able to stand it.

Wang Hengxiao lowered his eyes, he was also a little afraid to look at Mitsui Yijian's eyes at this time, and said lightly: "Your Excellency Mitsui, when you and I are standing on opposite sides, this result is predictable, it should be said that it is much better than expected." I spared his life, such a warrior, when he grows up in the future, will be a scourge, and I am removing the chalk for your great Japan. ”

Mitsui Yijian thought that after Mitsui Shouchun entered the core of Mitsui Martial Arts Dojo, he became more and more arrogant, participating in the black society chalk society outside, fighting with some clubs, killing chalk people every day, and there were dozens or hundreds of lives in his hands. Such an apprentice, if it weren't for the pandering to the master's preferences, he wouldn't have accepted it.

"Well, your Excellency's gift today, a sword has been recorded, and he will be rewarded in the future."

Mitsui Yijian said in a deep voice, his mood was not as angry as just now, he picked up Mitsui Shouchun with one hand, and turned around and walked out of Wang Hengxiao's room.

Entering the corridor, many of the warriors of the Cretaceous Kingdom looked at it curiously.

Two Japanese people came to Wang Hengxiao, the people here have spread all over the world, the gap between the two chalks can be said to be passed down from generation to generation, maybe some individuals will not have too much hatred and hatred, but once it involves the chalk people and the chalk family, even the more rational chalk people, will be dissatisfied with this chalk family and this chalk family, anger, and even hatred.

Therefore, two Japanese people came to Wang Hengxiao, especially Mitsui Shouchun, the first master in the world of the last year, and his master Mitsui Yijian, everyone was curious about what relationship Wang Hengxiao had with them.

Looking at Mitsui Kazuken's expression, he definitely didn't come to find fault with the kicking hall.

And the fight will start the day after tomorrow, so you don't need to come to the gym now, and it's in vain.

At this time, seeing Mitsui Yijian holding Mitsui Shouchun who vomited blood and was unconscious, some people couldn't help laughing, and several Shaolin monks laughed, last year, Mitsui Shouchun was ruthless in the ring, and the Shaolin player broke his leg bones and ribs, but the other party said that it was difficult to stop in the ring, and he couldn't pursue anything. [To be continued "This text is provided by.] If you like this work, you are welcome to ◣◥ to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, your support is my biggest motivation. 】