You........ You........ Why haven't you left yet? Sato stared at the person in front of him as if he had seen a ghost.

"I want to leave, but Sato-san, you are so gracious, I can't leave if I want to!" Shi Shiran, who came, walked to the opposite side of Sato and sat down.

"Good, good, good," Sato said three more good words in succession, and the shock on his face flashed, "Date kun, you deserve to be the best spy in the Empire!" ”

The person who came was Geng Chaozhong, not long after he walked out of Gu Dihuaxiong's house, he found that a large number of people were gathering here, and his heart was horizontal, so he simply sneaked back to Mitsui Iron Works!

"No, it's not the Empire, it's China," Geng Chaozhong corrected Sato's mistake, "Of course, I have to thank you, if you hadn't sent everyone out, it wouldn't have been easy for me to enter the first floor of this Jia!" Geng Chaozhong smiled, but his sharp eyes did not let go of Sato's every move.

"I was wrong, I was wrong," Sato sighed, "you are always walking in the dead end of your mind, and I can't touch you." ”

"It's okay, I'm afraid you won't have to worry so much about it in the future." Geng Chaozhong smiled, a little sarcastic.

"Date Jun, you are my downline, I always knew that your skills were very good, but I never really saw it, it seems that I have a chance today." The corners of Sato's mouth also showed a mocking smile.

"Oh?" Geng Chaozhong looked at Sato, who had already loosened the button on his neckline, and twisted his neck.

"I didn't hear the gunshots, I'm afraid you wouldn't dare shoot," Sato slowly took off his coat, revealing the knotted muscles on his body, "So, let's have a duel between men today!" ”

When!

A short knife was thrown to the ground by Geng Chaozhong, and his face was a little more respectful, "It turns out that Sato-san is also a master, but you are proficient in Aikido?" Or jiu-jitsu? ”

"In the eleventh year of Taisho, I worshipped Mr. Ueshiba Morihei as my teacher, and I was the first disciple of Reigen Aikido," Sato's expression was solemn and proud, "In the seventh year of the Showa era, I was one of the eight instructors at the Tokyo Imperial Martial Arts Dojo. ”

"Fortunately, it turned out to be a disciple of Master Ueshiba Morihei." Geng Chaozhong's expression also became serious.

Ueshiba Shengpei, is the founding master of Aikido in Japan, in 1922, that is, the 11th year of Taisho was formally established, this kung fu, deeply loved by Japanese soldiers, can be said to be the most popular kung fu school in the Japanese army at that time, but Geng Chaozhong did not expect that this Sato was also immersed in this, or the first disciple of Ueshiba Shengping!

"So, what about you, Date-kun?" Sato tightened his belt, "Until now, I didn't even know your name. ”

"Geng Chaozhong, studied under the Eight Extremes Grandmaster Huo Diange." Geng Chaozhong took off his military police uniform outside, revealing the white vest inside, his seemingly thin torso was tight and dense, and seemed to contain an explosive power.

"Emperor Datong's national arts instructor, Huo Diange?" Sato was stunned, "When I was in Manchuria, I saw him. ”

"That's right," Geng Chaozhong threw his clothes aside and hugged his fist at Sato, "Sato-san, thank you for your trust all the time." ”

"I can become a major general of the empire before the age of forty, and I also have to thank Mr. Geng for your help." Sato bowed slightly.

The eyes of the two of them staggered, and the corners of their mouths showed a cold smile.

"Hey!"

Sato kicked out, but instead of kicking Geng Chaozhong, he kicked back the desk behind him, and the desk was hit hard by Sato, and the thick wooden board was torn immediately, and at the same time, it slid backwards until it hit the wall.

"It's going to be a little bigger." Sato closed his feet and sneered.

Geng Chaozhong's pupils shrank slightly, Sato's strength was unexpectedly strong, it seemed that his identity as the first disciple of Aikido was not in vain.

"Does your foot hurt?" Geng Chaozhong took a breath and looked at Sato's right foot curiously.

"Yaga ........" Sato's eyes flashed fiercely, his left foot slammed, and his body pressed forward violently - he, finally made a move!

"Hay! Thia! Sato lunged and threw two heavy blows in quick succession, the punches were fierce and swift, and they smashed directly into Geng's jaw and temple.

Although Aikido is also particular about preemptive strikes, its first attack is just as fierce and strong!

The wave of air in his face was suffocating, but Geng Chaozhong did not take half a step back, he stretched out his palm and gently patted it down, and Sato's two heavy punches instantly changed direction and became insignificant.

"Hey!" With another whip leg, Geng Chaozhong swiped with his palm, blocking Sato's fatal blow again.

Sato missed three consecutive blows, and his body quickly retreated, wanting to avoid Geng Chaozhong's counterattack, but Geng Chaozhong's did not move, just quietly observing Sato's every move.

"I've heard that Bajiquan is a fierce boxing technique." Sato's reaction to Geng Chaozhong was a bit of a surprise.

"Well," Geng Chaozhong nodded, rubbing his fists, "I just want to see what the difference between Aikido in this era is what I know." ”

"This era, the difference?" A hint of confusion flashed in Sato's eyes, but he immediately realized that this was most likely Geng Chaozhong's words that deliberately disturbed his mind.

"Go!" Just when Sato was stunned, Geng Chaozhong made a move.

A fist rushed towards Sato's cheek like a thunderbolt, the speed was completely beyond Sato's imagination, Sato's cold hair stood on end, his body shrank, his head tilted violently, and the fist smashed an inch in front of Sato's eyes - but this is already the limit of this punch!

Sato smiled slightly, and was about to fight back, but the fist that was already the end of the strong crossbow suddenly turned into a fist, bent forward, and pecked Sato's eyes fiercely, Sato was shocked, and shrank back again, but the palm was gently raised, only to hear a soft sound of "pop", brushing on Sato's cheeks.

"Yaga!" Sato was furious.

This attack was powerless, but this soft crisp sound was like a slap in the face of Sato, Sato couldn't bear it anymore, scolded, and grabbed Geng Chaozhong's right hand that was being withdrawn.

He caught it easily.

Because Geng Chaozhong's right hand did not continue to retract at all.........

Sato was slightly stunned, but he didn't have time to think about it, and with one arm, he violently pulled Geng Chaozhong into his arms - this is the instinct of an Aikido martial artist, because Aikido itself was born from Jiu-Jitsu, and wrestling is his basic skill!

Next, he will carry Geng Chaozhong's arm to his shoulder, and then with a slight stroke, his opponent's arm will break, and finally, it will be a big back cross to win the battle - Sato's face has already shown a hideous smile.

Call!

Things weren't as Sato thought, the moment he pulled the other party's arm, Geng Chaozhong suddenly jumped up, and his two feet wrapped around Sato's arm like an octopus, Sato had never seen such a weird move, he shook his hands violently, wanting to get rid of Geng Chaozhong's entanglement, but it was too late!

Geng Chaozhong's whole person magically flipped in the air, and rode on Sato's shoulder, Sato sat down on the ground involuntarily, but what covered his face was the other party's huge buttocks!

"Kara!"

Sato, who had lost all his sight, felt a pain to the bone, and his right arm, which had been strangled by Geng Chaozhong's legs, had completely escaped the control of his body!

Immediately after, there were several crisp sounds of broken joints, and Sato's eyes were dark, and he wanted to scream, but his face was completely covered by the other party's buttocks, and he could barely make any sound; He tried to struggle, but he could only use his left hand to maintain his balance as he struggled; He wanted to fight back, but all he could hit seemed to be the opponent's hips.

The intense humiliation and frustration made Sato's heart seem to fall into a bottomless abyss, and he never thought that the other party did not use any traditional Chinese martial arts at all, but instead used a wrestling technique similar to Japanese Jiu-Jitsu, but by no means Japanese Jiu-Jitsu!

The light flickered, and Sato finally saw Geng Chaozhong's eyes looking back, but at this time, he had lost any strength to resist, and in this short moment, Geng Chaozhong had already dismantled all the joints of his right arm, even the knuckles of his palm.

"This isn't Bajiquan, you're lying to me........"

Sato lay on the ground, looking at Geng Chaozhong in despair.

"Well, I'm sorry, I lied to you again." Geng Chaozhong nodded seriously.

"Hehe," a miserable smile appeared at the corner of Sato's mouth, although he still had a left arm to use, he had lost the courage to win, he stared at Geng Chaozhong's eyes, and asked angrily: "Can you tell me, what kind of school is your jiu-jitsu?" ”

"Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, born out of Japanese Jiu-Jitsu," Geng Chaozhong explained seriously, "Do you want to learn?" I can teach you. ”