As soon as Yang Chen landed, he squatted down, and the long stick in his hand swept out.

The five or six Japanese ronins who surrounded them in front felt as if their ankles had been ruthlessly severed by the force swept by the wooden sticks.

One by one, their ankles twisted, and then they all fell to the ground and let out a series of howls.

Yang Chen straightened up and slammed the neck of the Japanese ronin who rushed first.

The guy felt that his whole neck was almost moving, so he took a few steps back and fell directly to the ground.

That is, Yang Chen's subordinates are merciful, otherwise the neck of this Japanese ronin will have to be broken.

Seeing that there were more and more Japanese ronins rushing out of the inner courtyard, Yang Chen didn't want to waste any more time.

took the initiative to rush into the crowd, flicked the long stick in his hand left and right, and singled out the neck, stomach, chest, joints and other places of these ronins, making them lose their combat effectiveness at once.

The "bang" sound of the wooden sticks hitting the scene was endless.

Yang Chen's eyes didn't blink, as if these dozens of Japanese ronins were all waste, and they couldn't put any pressure on him at all.

Miyamoto Musashi, who was watching the battle, had forgotten the sharp pain in his lower back, and his eyelids jumped violently when he watched his men fall to the ground one by one.

Before, he thought that his strength was better than Yang Chen, but now he has no such ignorant thoughts at all.

From Yang Chen's shot to the end, it took less than five minutes.

Under the terrible howls that erupted one after another inside and outside the entire martial arts hall, Miyamoto Musashi saw that at least nearly a hundred of his subordinates had lost their combat effectiveness and were lying on the ground.

Some of their hands and feet were destroyed, and some of them were bleeding from the cracks of their noses and bones.

What's more, lying motionless on the ground, not knowing whether it is life or death.

Yang Chen saw the remaining dozen or so Japanese ronins standing there in a daze, not knowing whether to move or run away.

These Japanese ronins looked at Yang Chen, who was standing in the middle of the crowd, and the corners of his clothes were not even cut a little, and it was impossible not to be afraid.

Yang Chen looked at the ronin coldly, still holding the long stick in his hand, and he said word by word in Japanese: "If you want to talk about the rules of the rivers and lakes, I will tell you the rules of the rivers and lakes."

You dare to smash my Huaxia martial arts hall, then Lao Tzu will smash your Dongying martial arts hall today!

Hehe! Don't you Japanese profess to believe in the spirit of bushido and are not afraid of death?

Dare to play tricks on my Chinese land, keep coming! ”

The crowd of onlookers, some of whom could understand Japanese, made some explanations, and everyone listened enthusiastically.

The long-lost sense of national pride was stimulated again, and there was an impulse to learn martial arts and join the army.

"Aren't you samurai of the Great Japanese Empire? Are you not brave and fearless?

Come on! Keep coming! ”

Yang Chen roared angrily, forcibly making more than a dozen Japanese ronin, including Miyamoto Musashi, unconsciously frightened and took a step back.

Their hearts and chests are huge, and they are really afraid that Yang Chen will go crazy and rush up to play with their lives.

Miyamoto Musashi was scared, he was really scared now, and he didn't have the arrogance of a nine-dan master of karate black belt at all.

There's no way, this girl in front of me is not a human at all, it's an animal!

Yang Chen took a long stick in his hand, and suddenly took a step forward towards them.

The Japanese ronins who were confronting him in front of him took two steps back.

Miyamoto Musashi's eyelids trembled directly, and he was forced to the corner of the courtyard by Yang Chen step by step.

At this time, he saw a subordinate on the ground who pretended to fall to the ground and slowly stood up from behind Yang Chen, as if he could sneak attack.

At the same time, the Japanese ronin picked up a Japanese knife from the ground and rushed towards Yang Chen's back.

"Righteous beware!"

Yang Xiude and the others saw it clearly, and they were anxious, and hurriedly reminded them.

However, the back of Yang Chen's head was like having eyes, and he turned back a broom without looking back.

The Japanese ronin was hit on the right side of his face, his face was distorted and deformed, a mouthful of blood accompanied by a few broken teeth splattered out, and the whole person flew two meters to the left, and finally fell to the ground with his head tilted and completely fainted.

Yang Xiude and other people who helped to watch the excitement were all relieved. Jin Yong Chinese

Miyamoto Musashi saw that the last hope was gone, and immediately widened his eyes and swallowed his saliva: "Yours, yours is not Chinese!" ”

Yang Chen was happy: "Old devil, Lao Tzu is not Chinese, what country is it?" ”

"China, there can't be a warrior as powerful as you, yours must be the blood of my Yamato nation that has fallen to China.

It must be so, only this explanation! ”

After saying this, Miyamoto Musashi continued: "Before it makes a big mistake, it's too late for you to stop now!"

Immediately recognize your ancestors and return to my Yamato nation, and I can represent the Japanese Empire for all your actions today! ”

Yang Chen was stunned, he had thought of 10,000 possibilities, but he didn't expect the old devil's brain hole in front of him to be so big?

Damn it! Isn't that right?

I'm afraid this girl is not from the island country, but from the stick country, right?

How to learn to be as cheeky as a stick!

The stick said that Confucius was from the country of sticks, and Mencius was also from the country of sticks.

Is Lao Tzu the only one who is Chinese?

No, why is this old devil now saying that Lao Tzu is from their island country?

Yang Chen sneered again and again, not wanting to waste time explaining to Miyamoto Musashi.

With a slash of his right hand, the long stick in his hand swept out with the sound of whirring and breaking the wind, and smashed on Miyamoto Musashi.

The dozen or so Japanese ronins next to him could clearly see that at least five or six teeth flew out of Miyamoto Musashi's head with inertia.

His body, like a kite with a broken string, also flew sideways more than three meters away with inertia, smashed on the courtyard wall, and bounced back.

It is worth mentioning that Miyamoto Musashi is worthy of being the top master of karate black belt nine dan.

Despite being so badly injured, he didn't faint.

After a few struggles, he got up from the ground again.

Yang Chen glanced left and right at the dozen or so ronins in front of him, they subconsciously took a step back and lowered their heads, not daring to look at Yang Chen at all.

They will never forget the day when they were dominated by the man in front of them.

At this time, in the courtyard, the Yamaguchi wolf, who had been knocked unconscious by his father Kazuo Yamaguchi, woke up slowly.

Seeing the ground full of struggling and howling companions, I didn't understand what was happening at all.

"Yo! Are you awake? ”

Yang Chen turned his head and just saw the wild wolf in the mountain pass.

Seeing Yang Chen walking towards him step by step, the mountain pass wolf trembled with fright, and almost fainted again.

"Remember what I told you yesterday?"

"Remember...... Remember. ”

Yamaguchi Wild Wolf responded weakly.

"What did I say?"

At this time, Yang Chen had changed to Chinese.

The crowd of onlookers immediately whispered and asked the people around Yang Chen what he said to the wild wolf in the mountain pass yesterday.

Some of them had witnessed Yang Chen's demeanor in the Yang Martial Arts Hall yesterday, and immediately told the people around them.

Listening to the crowd, the blood boiled!

As a Chinese, it should be like this!

Especially Yang Xiude and his entourage, who are the parties, their mood is even more excited to the point of being incomprehensible.

One by one, their faces were flushed, and they almost didn't look up to the sky and howl!

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