Four island pigs dressed in kimonos and stepping on clogs squeezed in from the crowd.

For fear that others won't notice them, they deliberately step on the clogs when they walk.

One of them even had two katanas pinned to his waist.

In broad daylight, they dared to walk in the downtown area with a murder weapon, and I don't know if these island pigs are fat or have no brains at all.

Aren't you afraid of being caught by the police?

"Who said that our Chinese martial arts are inferior to karate?" Zhao Jian was annoyed at the time.

A guy with a mustache clasped his hands on his chest and said with a smug face, "I said that." What, not convinced? If you are not convinced, then we will compare and compare in front of everyone to see whether your Chinese martial arts are good or our karate is good. ”

"Compare to whom, who is afraid of whom?" A few brothers stepped forward and wanted to fight with the island pigs.

Li An shook his head, the cultivation of the four apprentices of Hu Zi was still too poor, and the other party's words made them so angry.

It seems that more honing and honing is needed.

Karate, like taekwondo, is divided by the color of the waist road.

Because these four island pigs are all wearing kimonos, and they are not wearing Taoist robes, they cannot see their cultivation level from the belts.

However, these four people are all between 20 and 30 years old, and their strength is concentrated between yellow and blue belts, and there are no red and black belts.

Among them, the most powerful is the guy with two katanas pinned to his waist, and he is also the oldest of the four island pigs, and he is estimated to be thirty years old.

He kept his hands in front of his chest, not interested in the argument in front of him, giving people a sense of superiority and invincibility.

"Tsk.

Okay, today we will draw a debut, and compare it to see whether Huaguo martial arts is powerful or karate.

However, the ugly things have to be said in front of you.

Kill and wound at your own risk! ”

The mustache said defiantly.

"Okay, kill and injure yourself at your own risk!" Zhao Jian roared, looked back at his three senior brothers and said, "Who will go up first to teach this archipelago national pig a lesson?" ”

"Me!" Li Yan was the first to squeeze forward.

The onlookers were all watching the excitement and not thinking it was a big deal, and they all shouted to start quickly, and many people were busy taking pictures.

Li An saw that Li Yan was only a little shorter, but his strength was the strongest among the senior brothers except for Zhao Jian, and relatively speaking, the mustache on the opposite side was the worst among the pigs in the island country, so he didn't have anything to worry about.

The two sides opened the frame and fought back and forth.

As Ang Lee expected, the mustache was not Li Yan's opponent at all, and he showed defeat in less than ten moves, and was put to the ground by Li Yan in the thirteenth move.

"Good!"

There was a cheer all around.

"Say, is our Chinese martial arts strong or your bullshit karate great?" Li Yan roared.

The mustache lay on the ground with a look of shame and anger.

"Be careful!"

An island pig suddenly attacked and kicked Li Yan.

"Li Yan, how are you?" Zhao Jian and the three hurriedly stepped forward to help Li Yan up.

Li Yan said, staring at the island pigs with an angry face and shouting: "You pigs, you don't have bullshit strength except for sneak attacks." ”

The mustache struggled to get up from the ground, hid behind and yelled at the sneak attack of the island pig: "Oda, hurry up and teach them a lesson, let them know how good our karate is!" ”

"I'll do it." Zhao Jian stopped Li Yan, who wanted to fight again.

The island pig named Oda is slightly older than Mustache and is stronger, and stands there with great confidence.

Xiao Tian is definitely good at sneak attacks, and before Zhao Jian can get ready, he kicked him again.

As a result, Zhao Jian was already on guard, dodging to avoid Xiao Tian's sneak attack, and then punched the opponent in the chin.

With a "bang", Oda fell to the ground and passed out.

One punch in seconds!

Cheers were heard all around again.

Originally, the island pig's eyebrows were slightly tightened with a katana pinned to his waist and his nostrils were facing the sky, and he cast his eyes on Zhao Jianjian.

"Vulnerable." Zhao Jian snorted coldly.

As a senior brother, he naturally has his own arrogance.

"Ahh

Another island pig pounced with a shout, and his strength should be second only to the katana among the four.

This time, Zhao Jian failed to make one move like before, but he also had the upper hand steadily, and after ten moves, he put his opponent to the ground.

"Good!"

"Big brother, what a job!"

"Now you know how powerful our Chinese martial arts are, right?"

"Did you see that? My elder brother uses Hu Quan, an authentic Chinese martial art! ”

"If you want to learn Huaguo martial arts, go to the Huzi Martial Arts Hall and learn the most authentic Hu Boxing!"

Li Yan shouted loudly, and took the opportunity to promote the Hu Zi Martial Arts Hall and Hu Quan again.

The island pig, who had lost three in a row, was faceless, and the three of them came to the katana with each other's arms, and shouted for help, "Musashi." ”

Musashi cast a contemptuous look at his companion, then stepped forward on his clogs, looking at Zhao Jian haughtily.

"You're not my opponent, let's all go together."

Arrogant!

Zhao Jian did not show weakness, clenched his hands into fists and shouted: "It is enough for me to deal with you alone." ”

Musashi snorted disdainfully, his left hand behind his back, and his right hand stretched out.

"A hand?!" Zhao Jian felt humiliated like he had never felt before. "Okay, you brought it on yourself!"

With a loud roar, Zhao Jian burst out with a powerful momentum and pounced on Musashi.

Musashi's strength is indeed above Zhao Jian, and it is definitely not arrogant to deal with the enemy with one hand.

Zhao Jian had obviously tried his best, but he didn't have the upper hand at all, but Musashi looked like he was at ease.

"Boom."

Zhao Jian was defeated in one move, was hit in the chest and flew out, and then felt a hand pressed on his back and fell to the ground lightly.

Musashi's expression changed suddenly.

Others don't know, but Musashi himself knows.

He planned to seriously injure Zhao Jian with that move just now, but after Zhao Jian landed, there was nothing to do, all of which was related to the person who caught Zhao Jian.

"Is that you?" Zhao Jian turned around and saw that it was Li An, so he screamed in surprise.

Li An stretched out his hand and touched his nose and said, "I eat and live in the Huzi Martial Arts Pavilion, and I have to contribute to the Martial Arts Pavilion if I want to." ”

So saying, he walked to the front.

Zhao Jian's face changed continuously, knowing that he was not Musashi's opponent at all. "Be careful!"

"Yes." Li An responded lightly, stood in front of Musashi and coughed lightly, also putting his left hand behind his back and going out with his right hand. "Come on."

Musashi's expression changed slightly.

This is to rule others in the way of others, and to fight the enemy with one hand.

Musashi hadn't paid attention to Ang Lee before, thinking that Ang Lee, who was not wearing a museum uniform, was just an ordinary person.

At this time, he looked carefully, but found that he couldn't see through Ang Lee's strength at all, and his heart couldn't help but tighten.

(End of chapter)