Shimbashi Town, Rokuvakukarate.

The venue is wide, and the dojo of about two hundred square meters is full of people at this time, a total of three rows, enclosing a huge square, counting more than 100 people.

A small number of these people are wearing training clothes of various colors and styles, and the owners and disciples of various martial arts halls.

Most of them were ordinary people dressed in regular clothes, and they were all invited by the event to come in to watch the martial arts competition.

Most of these guests are young people, come to see a lively city man and woman, and before the game starts, acquaintances talk to each other in low voices.

There were even a few reporters with cameras, long guns and short guns, and the momentum was quite huge.

A banner was pulled at the top of the dojo.

【Strongest Gym Competition】

Although it is a bit ridiculous to hang such a banner in just a dozen martial arts halls to play a competition, but what era is it now, in the era of commercial information, what happens today can be hung on the Internet tomorrow, and everything is pursued to attract attention, and no one will really be more serious about it.

And the owners of the various gyms below regretted it a little at this time, thinking that it was an internal competition, and the disciples had less money to bet on the competition, so they didn't take it seriously at all.

At most, because of the reputation of the Six Truths Guild, his own disciples came to see the world, and he didn't have the idea of winning, but he didn't expect it to be so big.

Even the reporters were called, wouldn't they be on TV and on the Internet platform when the time came, wouldn't it be very embarrassing to lose, and the business would not be good after it spread.

And the dozen or so hall owners who sat in the middle position were also whispering at this time.

"It's really ruthless, when you come to the door, you are kind, so you put us together with this idea."

"Who's to say it's not, I didn't even bring an apprentice here, and one member said that he wanted to come and see me and give him a place, what a bastard."

"You still have to choose, I don't have any real apprentices under me, they are all young people who practice and play casually, so I can only say that the tallest one among the short ones can find a member who works a little harder to make up the numbers."

There was a look of helplessness on their faces as they spoke, and there were those who taught judo, karate, aikido, and even boxing and taekwondo.

There are a lot of things, there are all kinds of genres, but the question is who still teaches kung fu now, most of them are good-looking with splitting wooden planks and jumping high and kicking two feet, and the most capable of fighting is probably boxing.

But boxing doesn't teach legs, and today's fight uses mixed martial arts rules.

"Harada Masashi is making such a big fanfare, it is clear that he will eat us."

"Wude, this thing really has nothing to do with strength, he has the ability to let us hall masters go up and fight him, what's the matter with bullying our apprentices now."

"Come on, full contact karate is a real battle, and you are a traditional karate."

"It's okay, it's up to me this time, I brought the core disciples over and won't let Harada Masaku succeed."

"Your Excellency?"

"I taught Barroux."

Many hall owners breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this, and finally came to a fight.

When the atmosphere in the dojo is getting more and more intense, and the voices are getting louder and louder.

"Be quiet, everyone, be quiet."

Dressed in a white karate suit, Matake Harada came to the center of the arena, holding a microphone in his hand and his voice sounding from the stereo hanging on the wall.

"This competition is organized by me, and I am honored to invite fifteen martial arts halls in the three streets of Xinqiao, Yuedai, and Sanhuili to participate, and I would like to thank every owner who attended."

Saying that, Harada Masatake bowed to the hall owners on the side, snap, snap, the flash sounded, and the hall owners nodded kindly to the camera, but they were already scolded in their hearts, are you pretending to be you.

"The so-called Wen Wu first, Wu Wu no second, here I am also honored to invite a reporter from the Beijing News to do an exclusive interview for this competition, and all the process of the competition will be edited on the Internet and TV programs for the majority of martial arts lovers to watch and discuss."

The smiling faces of the hall owners became kinder, but their faces became darker and darker.

Matake Harada looked at the expressions of these people and sneered in his heart, he knew that they were not convinced, so what? The martial arts hall speaks with strength! If you're not convinced, you'll be convinced!

He beckoned, and a man in his twenties wearing a rokuma robe, with a cold face, got up from his seat and walked in front of Matake Harada.

As soon as he stood still, he volleyed out a leg with a swift movement, and the wind howled and tore at the leg of his trousers with a crisp sound.

As soon as his legs landed, he stepped on his legs, and made two punches with a shout, and the clothes on his arms were twisted into a strand by these two twisted arm fists, tightly attached to his hands, and slowly released when he finished his strength and stood firm, and everyone was shocked for a while, this is definitely a real kung fu.

Matake Harada stretched out his hand and put it on the man's shoulder: "This game was initiated by me, and I should also enter the friendship of the landlord to all martial arts friends, therefore!" ”

Masatake Harada had a smile on his face.

"This competition adopts a guard system, and each gym sends a disciple to challenge his own personal disciple, that is, the defender of this competition, Sano Tibeto."

"If you can capture the ring and defend it until no one challenges you, you will be the final winner, and you will be able to get the title of the strongest martial arts hall in the martial arts hall where you are located!"

As soon as these words came out, the audience was shocked.

The men and women in the audience were talking, and although they had come in to have fun, they also understood that something was wrong with it.

"It's actually a defensive battle, and the first to come to the stage to defend is the initiator of this competition, the Six True Daoist Pavilion!"

"Yes, doesn't that mean that the Six Truths Daoist Pavilion will have to face the challenge of fifteen martial arts halls as soon as it comes up, and it will take at least fifteen to win the victory?!"

"This kind of defensive battle is not fair, what if you fight a few martial arts halls and are picked up by later people?"

"Sure enough, it is the largest school of full-contact karate, and the momentum of this kind of view of the mountains is really admirable."

On the other side, Haruka Matsudo, a female reporter from the Shinkyo Evening News, pushed her glasses and quickly arranged for the cameraman to capture a few more shots of Harada Masatake and Sano Tibetan, while at the same time writing for her own manuscript at night.

'The Six Truths Dojo is overwhelming? One enemy against fifteen victories? ’

This name is okay, if the Six Truths Gym in Shimbashi Town really won fifteen martial arts halls, then this gimmick is absolutely popular, and it can still be on the hot search.

And the fourteen martial arts hall masters on the other side also summoned their respective apprentices to discuss the battle plan, they all know the power of the Six Truths Gym, and the disciples sent are definitely not to be underestimated, plus the karate training is fine, just play a dozen people to train in a group, maybe they will really be used as a stepping stone.

"I know that Sanno Tibetan, who is one step away from a black belt, and his highest record is a 17-man win in a row."

A hall master smiled bitterly, and the members and disciples of the surrounding dojo halls couldn't help but twitch when they heard this.

"When the time comes, our traditional martial arts will consume each other's physical strength first, and boxing, kickboxing and Ba Rou will be used to finish the last, and the matter has come to this point, and we must have the same hatred for the enemy."

And a handsome man with studs said decisively: "Teacher, I quit, I thought I was going up to play, and I just beat it." ”

"Yes, fighting with full contact karate, their fists and feet are so heavy, what should I do if I am beaten."

The disciples and members in the back also coaxed, they thought they were just playing with people who were not much stronger than them, but they didn't expect it to be true.

These people are men and women, all of them are well-groomed, extraordinary, they are all urban elites and rich people, and learning martial arts is just for fun.

They are all self-aware, and they are not stupid. In the blink of an eye, five gyms have already withdrawn.

The faces of the masters also darkened, but they were helpless, now they all have personal freedom, you can't force the members to go for the sake of face, this is all a cash cow, who is responsible for what happened.

The owners and disciples of a few actual combat schools looked helpless, their strength was also limited, and they fled before fighting, so it went on....

"No, I counted, how come there are only fourteen Dao Halls, didn't you say fifteen, where did the other one go?"

"Don't worry about it so much, maybe people didn't come, but it's also lucky, to be honest..."

Just as people watched the excitement, the various gyms were at a loss to discuss tactics and retirement.

"I don't think it's okay for you to be the guardian of the Six Truths Daoist Pavilion this time, so let me come."

The plain male voice was loud, and the voice in the dojo was already small, so it spread throughout the audience.

Everyone looked intently, and a young man in a Tang costume with his hands behind his back strode from outside the door to the middle of the field.

He was dressed in black and pants, with his sleeves rolled up, wearing a pair of black round sunglasses, and he walked around with no one in his eyes.

A strange momentum came from the body, coupled with the clothes on the body, giving people a strange sense of oppression, as if a peerless master.

The same thought arose in everyone's hearts.

'The Matrix? ’