In the harbor, a pair of beautiful women stood there, looking into the distance from time to time.

"Junyi, why hasn't that guy come yet, in order to pick him up, we have canceled today's afternoon tea."

A beautiful girl in a trench coat and boots complained.

"It should be soon, my dad told me to greet this person well."

Chen Junyi said.

"Could it be that your father picked you out as a wishful man?"

Shen You said slowly.

"How is that possible!"

Chen Junyi gave her a blank look.

The ferry slowly docked, and Chu Yi got off the boat with the crowd.

"This is the big guy my dad said? I don't see anything special. ”

Chen Junyi pursed her lips, she recognized Chu Yi at a glance.

"Junyi, the person your father asked you to pick up is him, I thought he was a handsome guy."

"My dad said he was a martial arts master and wanted me to seize the opportunity."

Thinking of Chen Feng'an's instructions on the phone, Chen Junyi felt funny. What kind of true qi is released and kills people in the air, it is simply unheard of. She felt that Chen Fengan must have been deceived by the Jianghu Warlock, so she didn't care.

Xia Youyou smiled and waved his hand:

"What age is he still a martial arts master, even if he knows kung fu, can he be as powerful as Kuroki-kun, he is the runner-up of the youth karate competition in Japan, and there is no pressure to fight a dozen of them at all."

Seeing Chu Yi get off the boat, Chen Junyi walked over.

"You are Chu Yi, my father asked me to pick you up."

Chu Yi nodded and didn't say anything.

"Where do you want to go these days? Mt. Fuji, Nijubashi or Ginza Mall, Sensoji Temple and Tokyo Tower are also good. ”

"Forget about traveling, I'm here to find someone."

"Looking for someone? Who? ”

"Her name is Fang Ting, and she is also from Huaxia."

"Please, this is Tokyo, the world's largest metropolis, with a population of tens of millions, businessmen, international students, and tourists from China, I don't know how many there are, just give a name who can find it."

Shen Youyou rolled his eyes.

"Her uncle is Xiao Jianwen, a real estate tycoon in Donghai City, and he should be engaged in the past two days."

"It turned out that Qianli was looking for a wife."

Shen Youyou subconsciously thought that Chu Yi had come to find his girlfriend, and couldn't help but look at it a few more times.

"Looks average, dresses rusticly, doesn't look like a rich man, no wonder he was abandoned by his girlfriend."

This is her definition of Chu Yi.

"Well, I'll ask my friends, they know a lot of people, and maybe they'll know about this girl. It may cost a little bit of money, though. ”

"Money is not an issue."

Chen Junyi pulled the car door and got in, and Lamborghini rushed out with a roar.

Shen Youyou sat on the co-pilot and was so excited that he danced.

This is Chu Yi's first time in Tokyo, and at first glance it is really prosperous, with high-rise buildings lined up one after another, and the modern atmosphere is quite strong.

But on the outskirts of the city, you can see rows of quaint wooden houses, and women in kimonos take their children by the hand and send them to school.

"That's Mt. Fuji, it's beautiful."

Shen Youyou pointed to the snow-capped mountains in the distance and said.

The car drove very fast, and after driving a few blocks, it stopped in front of a vermilion door, and from time to time students came in and out.

Chu Yi looked up, the University of Tokyo.

The University of Tokyo is the first national university in Japan and one of the earliest Western-style universities in Asia, with more than a dozen world-class scientists and dozens of dignitaries, making it the best university in Japan, equivalent to Yenching University in China.

"Let's go, he should be in the Martial Arts Hall at this time."

"Is it Liu Qiran? I heard that today is the day of their martial arts competition, so he should be competing now. ”

Walking into the martial arts hall, I saw that the audience was full of people, and it was estimated that there were no less than 5,000 people, all of whom could catch up with a small boxing match.

Although Japan is a small country, it is one of the world's leading economies, and is even ahead of the United States in some advanced scientific fields.

In recent years, China's rapid development has not only surpassed Japan in terms of economic aggregate, but also has a tendency to catch up with and surpass in terms of technology, which makes them quite panicked.

Japan worships the strong, and they are also brave and ruthless, such as the world-famous seppuku invented by them.

The contest between China and Japan has begun, and the man in a practice uniform on the sidelines sighed:

"Karate is really powerful, our side has already lost two games in a row, and they still have Kuroki Chuichi, a master of the black belt and seven dans, has not played, the situation is not good."

"Liu Qiran, long time no see."

Shen Youyou suddenly jumped in front of the young man.

"It's you, Yoyo, come and see the game."

"By the way, I brought a friend to meet you."

Chen Junyi said:

"This is Chu Yi, from Donghai City, looking for someone."

Liu Qiran was obviously not in the state, but just said "um" and continued to pay attention to the situation on the field.

Chen Junyi introduced:

"Liu Qiran is one of the more powerful Chinese students among us, who came to Japan earlier and knows a lot of people, so he should be able to help you."

"Thank you."

Chu Yi nodded, and the three of them found a seat and sat down, waiting for the game to end.

"China pig!"

Having just won the match, a young man in a karate suit raised his middle finger at an area of the audience.

"China pig!"

"Fuck it, it's so arrogant!"

Liu Qiran couldn't sit still, jumped into the ring, and hooked his fingers at the other party.

"Yaga!"

The Japanese player rushed up with a sliding step, his eyes showed a fierce light, and his palm was a knife that slashed diagonally down Liu Qiran's neck.

This move came suddenly, if it was an ordinary person, he would definitely be caught off guard, but Liu Qiran just dodged it as soon as he was short, and at the same time twisted his body and threw a punch, hitting the opponent's back.

"Looking at Qiran's move, he has made a lot of progress in the past year, but it is conceivable that he has spent a lot of effort, and he can become a real master in time, even if it is not impossible to cultivate the Qi Sect."

No one noticed that a middle-aged man walked under the audience with his hands behind his back and looked at Liu Qiran in the ring with a look of approval.

"Huh? Although the move has improved a lot, it is a pity that the strength is still a little smaller after all, otherwise the move just now would have ended the game. ”

"Who are you who dare to judge our boss?"

A young man who had just lost the game said angrily.

"That's right, it's like the truth, you have the ability to do it yourself."

"These little Japan are not worth my deal."

The middle-aged man smiled indifferently and was not angry.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, the Japanese man in a black karate suit was kicked out and fell to the ground with a pained expression.

The Japanese value honor more than life, so it is very painful to experience failure. This naturally includes personal values and emotional factors, but also the deep-seated contradictions and ethnic hatred between the two countries.

"Whew, finally won a game."

Liu Qiran, who was standing in the ring, stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes were as cold as water, and swept over the Japanese audience in the stands opposite.

Seeing their own defeat, many Japanese made a "shh

"It's okay Iwata-kun, this kid won't be rampant for long."

A man of medium stature approached in clogs. His eyes are like torches, blazing, and his whole body exudes a natural murderous aura, which is the number one person in the Japanese team, Kuroki Chuichi.

"Kuroki-kun, be sure to win."

Kuroki nodded, tiptoed, and instantly jumped into the ring, and the audience suddenly erupted in thunderous cheers.

"This man is a master."

The middle-aged man's face was solemn.

"Zhina people, you will know soon that our country's karate is powerful."

Kuroki put down his clogs, moved his neck, waved his fist lightly, kicked a few more times, and exhaled a breath of turbidity.

"I thought it was so powerful, looking at his slow appearance, he was not as good as that Iwata, this time we were able to catch up."

Shen Youyou said excitedly.

"I don't think it's simple, Kuroki is the runner-up of the All Japan Youth Karate Championship, and he has never lost in a school competition, and some time ago it is said that more than a dozen gangsters with knives provoked him, and he was subdued."

"That's amazing!"

Shen Youyou exclaimed in surprise, his face worried.

At this time, the fight in the ring had already begun.

Liu Qiran originally thought that no matter how powerful Kuroki was, he would be a little stronger than Iwata at most, but he was taken aback when he first met.

Kuroki's moves seem clumsy and uninspiring, but in fact they are powerful and domineering.

Liu Qiran often just dodged a hand knife, and there was a whip leg in his back, so he had to parry with all his might.

But Kuroki's strength was amazing, and after a few rounds, Liu Qiran's arm was numb, and he could only support it.

After another moment, he didn't even have a chance to fight back.

"It's not good, Liu Qiran is going to lose."

The students in Huaxia all stood up nervously.

"Admit defeat, Shina people, and submit to my Great Japanese Empire."

Kuroki sneered, and the knife slashed down on his head.

If this move is realized, Liu Qiran will faint if he doesn't die.

At this moment, a figure rushed into the ring like lightning, not only took Kuroki's hand knife hard, but also slapped him out with a backhand.

There was a dead silence.

The Japanese in the audience stood up in unison and looked at the middle-aged man who fell from the sky.

"Xiang, Uncle Xiang."

Liu Qiran stood up, almost unable to believe his eyes.