212 rounds of competition
"Huo Dong came to say that the people of the Liu Sheng family know Fang Ting's whereabouts, and when the time comes, ask them."
Chu Yi was thinking about it, and he heard someone muttering quietly.
"The people of the Ishikawa family are here! Last year, it was Koji Ishikawa, how did he change to a little ghost this year? β
"I don't know who the Kikuchi family will send over, you know, in previous years, these two families were rivals."
While Tang Xian was talking, a group of mermaids rushed in.
"You actually sent a girl over, what about Daisei Kikuchi?"
Behind these people are all big families in the Tokyo area, gathered here today to solve the contradictions of the past year, as well as the sphere of influence for next year, in addition to Huo Donglai's group of Chinese, there are also forces from Britain and the United States and other countries, of course, the vast majority of them are Japanese.
"The Yanagi family also sent someone!"
Hu Tianxiang reminded.
Chu Yi raised his eyes and saw that a man who looked very young walked into the venue surrounded by his entourage.
He was wearing a dark blue robe, a wide belt with a chestnut python pattern tied around his waist, long hair like flowing water, a thin figure, and a slight immature eyes showing a sense of pride and disdain.
"In previous years, this kind of occasion was more important, even if the head of the family was not there, they would send core people to come, why are they all young offspring today?"
Huo Donglai was also a little puzzled.
"Asuka, I really can't imagine that you and I will sit here today, fighting for the interests of our respective families, which fully shows how well the two of us are compatible, how about it, marry me."
The men of the Yagyu family are full of confidence.
"Being able to come here is enough to prove my status in the family, maybe the next head of the Yanagi family will be me, and you, as a woman, are destined to be unable to take charge of the Kikuchi family, why don't you throw yourself into my arms, I can give you everything you want."
"Kota, I said it, we can't do it, and today is the time to talk about business, please don't say something irrelevant to the topic."
The beautiful woman sitting opposite, Asuka Kikuchi said coldly.
"Someday you'll surrender to my crotch."
Yanagi Guang snorted too coldly and stopped talking.
"What's going on today, send a bunch of little ghosts over, but that's fine."
Rather than dealing with greedy adults, this group of childish young people may be easier to deal with.
"These families are either martial arts families themselves, or they have the support of powerful martial arts sects behind them, in short, they are very difficult to deal with."
Hu Tianxiang's face was solemn.
"Uncle Xiang, will we suffer, I think they all look like they are eyeing each other."
Chen Junyi said worriedly.
"It was the same in previous years, everyone spoke according to their ability. Last year, there was a master of the eighth dan of kendo, and I was not an opponent, and in the end, President Liang made a hammer, and little Japan had nothing to say. β
"This time, Huo Lao is in charge, as long as it is not the Grandmaster's move, no one can beat us."
Li Xueming said with a smile.
"Zhina, you look very proud, I hope you don't lose too ugly later."
The representative of the Kono family sneered, and at the same time, with a wave of his hand, the black-clothed samurai behind him slowly stepped out, and jumped into the ring with a sudden boost.
His gaze was like a knife, and he swept the crowd defiantly, and finally fixed on a Yankee, and hooked his finger at him.
βFuckοΌβ
The big man, who was nearly two meters tall, smashed the Coke can with a punch, and Huo Ran got up.
"As soon as they came up, they challenged the Americans, and it seems that the Japanese are also deeply hostile to the Yankees."
Although the United States and Japan are allies, in fact, the Japanese hate the American GIs stationed at their doorstep. Over the years, I don't know how many local women have been abused, and American soldiers have injured people from time to time.
"Uncle Xiang, where do you think you can win?"
Liu Qiran asked curiously, and at the same time stretched his neck to look at the ring.
"Of course it's a handsome American guy, so tall and strong, little Japan is estimated to be knocked down with a punch."
"My American brother is really handsome, the body proportion is simply perfect, if I want to find a boyfriend, I have to find such a sense of security."
A group of rich second-generation girls are talking about it nymphomaniac.
A few of them even secretly rushed up to ask the Yankees phone number, but they were stopped by Tang Xian.
"Win or lose, it's hard to say."
Hu Tianxiang groaned:
"Although the Yankees are strong, they may not have practiced real martial arts, and the Japanese are masters of hand-to-hand combat at a glance, and it is not certain who will kill the deer."
βComeonοΌβ
Peter hooked his fingers at the Japanese warrior and threw a punch at the same time.
Despite his tall stature, his movements were quite fast, like a disemboweling cannonball blasting at the Japanese.
"Peter is the overlord of the underground boxing arena, and even a ferocious tiger can be easily torn apart, let alone a diminutive Japanese."
The American delegate drank champagne and was triumphant.
In the face of a punch that pierced the air, the Japanese man's face sank, his toes were a little, and he dodged lightly. Just as he was about to fight back, his opponent's iron fist was already raining down.
The stormy attack put him in danger in an instant, and the seemingly ordinary moves combined with the unparalleled strength and attack angle made the Japanese warrior almost powerless.
"This American's boxing is so domineering, he doesn't give the opponent the slightest respite!"
Hu Tianxiang was shocked.
To everyone's surprise, Peter still didn't get tired after throwing hundreds of punches, but became more and more courageous.
No one expected this, including Chu Yi, who was also slightly surprised.
You must know that ordinary people try their best to punch quickly, and they will be tired after ten punches, even if they are well-trained professional fighters, it is impossible to have the physical strength to support hundreds of punches in a row, and the most important thing is that there is not the slightest hint of fatigue.
Everyone in the Kono family in the audience couldn't sit still, looking at the situation on the field, their faces were extremely pale.
"Is his name Peter? So handsome and brave! β
A girl with a more erosive private life licks her sexy lips.
"It's so good in the ring, so isn't it even more unbearable when you get to bed?"
Thinking of this, the girl became excited.
On the field, the short Japanese warrior had been pressed and beaten, and his speed advantage could not be brought into play at all, so he could only support him to the death.
"It is impossible for an ordinary human to have such a strong physical body, but he is obviously not a body refiner, and it is estimated that he has used some kind of medicine to stimulate his potential. Could it be that the Western world has developed drugs that enhance the potential of the human body? β
Chu Yi thought about it, and the winner was already divided in the ring.
Although the Japanese man was equipped with strange skills, he was suppressed because he was too light at the beginning, and he was unable to find a chance to fight back in the end. On the contrary, he was distracted, and was directly hit by the opponent's iron fist in the temple and flew out, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
"Peter, you're too heavy, remember, the next opponent, just break his ribs, try not to kill anyone. After all, this is not in an underground boxing arena. β
The representative of the United States jokingly laughed:
"These yellow-skinned monkeys are very unbeatable."
"It turned out to be a fighter from an underground boxing stadium, no wonder it's so powerful."
A young girl's face was full of adoration.
For them, the foreign cowboys who have come out of the underground boxing ring and come from across the ocean are undoubtedly full of attraction and temptation, especially when they are at a restless age.
"I've heard that there are some black boxers who are better than professional boxing champions."
"Purely relying on the strength of the flesh, without any shadow of martial arts, this kind of excitement is okay against ordinary martial artists, but it is simply vulnerable when it meets a real master."
Chu Yi spoke indifferently.
He was just talking to himself and evaluating objectively, and the Armani girl next to him was not happy when she heard it.
"You are an old man, and you dare to say that people are vulnerable, it's really overwhelming."
"yes, look at your little body, Peter can blow you up with one punch."
Sun Yiyi was the most reactive among the girls, looking at Chu Yi with disdain. She has always wanted to find a blonde and blue-eyed foreign boyfriend, and the tall and mighty Peter in the ring is in her arms, so she is very unhappy with Chu Yi's words.
Chu Yi smiled playfully and didn't speak, there was no point in worrying about these people.
Soon, Peter won several more games in a row, and the warriors of the Kikuchi family were knocked unconscious after not a single round.
"Huo Lao, do we want to make a move?"
As soon as Hu Tianxiang spoke, he heard a disdainful voice from the other side.
"On the territory of the Eastern Capital, you are so useless to let a foreigner run rampant like this."
Everyone looked at the voice, and a young man was drinking sake leisurely, with a calm face.
"It's someone from the Yanagi family, could it be that they have some powerful masters?"
"Stinky boy, I think you're stinky."
The representative of the United States shook his head. Although they are in a foreign land, there are American troops stationed in Tokyo, and they belong to the Emperor. So these Americans, they are not inferior in the local area, on the contrary, many times they have certain privileges.
"Peter, give him some color."
"Don't worry, I'll be merciful."
The blonde man was domineering and looked at Kota Yanagi coldly.
"Which of you is on?"
Everyone looked at it, Liu Shengguang was sitting upright, obviously not doing it, and the few people behind him looked like they were just ordinary servants, even if they knew kung fu, they couldn't get on the stage.
Just when everyone was puzzled, they only heard Liu Shengguang laugh sadly:
"He's already here, haven't you noticed yet?"
"What?"
Peter looked around and didn't see half a figure, clenched his fists and said coldly:
"Are you kidding me? Yellow-skinned monkey?! β
Before the words fell, he suddenly sensed the danger, and turned around to dodge, but it was still too late. Hearing only the sound of "thala", his right arm seemed to be cut off by a quick knife and broke away from his body in an instant, and blood gushed out along the wound.
"How is that possible?!"
There was a dead silence in the room.