Chapter 222: The Battle of the Kicking Pavilion

"You, are you a human or a ghost?" The old man looked at Su Qiu nervously, although Su Qiu was very beautiful, but in the morgue of the morgue, a dead woman was standing in front of him, how could he not be afraid at all.

That is, Su Qiu is beautiful, if he looks like a zombie, it is estimated that the old man can't just be a little nervous.

"Do you think, am I a human or a ghost?" Su Qiu glared at the old man, and then raised his hands to make a claw shape, as if he was going to catch the old man.

"Ghost, ghost!" the old man turned and ran, so frightened that he lost his pickaxe and flashlight.

Seeing this, Su Qiu couldn't bear to laugh.

"I can't see it, you're pretty bad. Night Star smiled and shook his head.

"Save the trouble. "Su Qiuyanran, if she tells this old man that she is a living person, she must explain what is going on, so that this old man can believe that she is not blowing up the corpse, but really alive.

This is not the end, when the old man is not over, the old man will definitely have to communicate with the leaders of the hospital, and when the leaders of the hospital come, he will definitely be dragged to check his body and notify his family like an experiment. If the matter is exposed, there will definitely be reporters or something.

With so many things, Su Qiu felt so troublesome when he thought about it, so it was better to just scare this old man away and save trouble.

The old man ran downstairs with a smoke, and he didn't know where he had gone, anyway, Ye Xingchen and Su Qiu didn't see the old man until they left the hospital.

"I'm leaving, going to Su's house. Su Qiu came out of the hospital, and Su Qiu said to Ye Xingchen. Her thoughts now are similar to those of the night stars. However, unlike Ye Xingchen, Ye Xingchen still has the memory of the original Medicine Emperor, but she doesn't even know who Wang Lu is. Therefore, since she has become Su Qiu, she will do what Su Qiu should have done.

"Well, it's time for me to go back too. Ye Xingchen nodded, he had consumed a lot of True Qi in order to help Wang Lu's Yuan Shen integrate into Su Qiu's body, so he had to go back and adjust it. After all, after dawn, I have to go to the judo gym to kick the gym.

"Thank you for your help, see you soon. Su Qiu bowed slightly to Ye Xingchen, although Ye Xingchen's methods and attitude were a little tough before, which made Su Qiu hate Ye Xingchen a little in his heart, and hated him for being nosy.

But now, Su Qiu had to admit that Ye Xingchen had helped her and helped her completely liberate.

Otherwise, she would still be competing with Li Qingqing for her body now, and she would still have to face Liang Yongkang, who was more than 20 years older than her and was like a pig.

The two said goodbye.

One to the left and one to the right.

It was already midnight when Night Star got home, and after taking a hot bath, he went back to his room to recuperate.

Until about eight o'clock in the morning, after getting up and having breakfast, he and Ye Xinyuan went to the judo gym together.

At this time, there were already a lot of people in the judo hall, and by nearly nine o'clock, the eleven hall owners, including Ye Xinyuan, had already arrived. In addition to these hall owners, each martial arts hall will basically follow two or three apprentices, Gu Yihang from the Guoshu Pavilion here, Du Lei and Guan Xinyi are also here.

Yesterday, after the deliberations of these martial arts halls, the person in charge who was elected was Zhang Yi of the Taiji Martial Arts Hall, and it was rumored that he was the seventeenth generation descendant of Zhang Sanfeng, but no one knew whether it was true or not, but when he said it himself, everyone heard it, and no one would really identify it.

At this time, Zhang Yi saw that the people who came were almost there, so he coughed lightly twice, stood up from his seat, hugged his fists and said: "Everyone, some of the things that have happened recently must be clear to everyone, I don't need to go into details, in short, the young master of the judo hall, Ye Xingchen, kicked the judo hall with the blood book as the basis, and called you to come to witness today, I don't know if you have any objections?"

After looking around and seeing that no one spoke, Zhang Yi looked at Ye Xinyuan and Kenjiro Nakamura: "Master Night, Master Nakamura, what else do you two have to say?"

This question is actually of little significance, but it is the rule of Wuxing Street, to give the person who kicked the hall a chance to regret it, if at this time Ye Xinyuan or Ye Xingchen regretted it, the kicking hall will be canceled, and the two sides will no longer have to compete.

But this situation basically won't happen, because things have come to this point, and the person who kicked the gym regretted it at this time, wouldn't it be tantamount to slapping himself in the face.

"There's nothing to say, our judo gym wants to use its strength to defend the dignity of the Yamato nation. Kenjiro Nakamura looked at Ye Xinyuan proudly, and seemed to be confident about today's competition.

Facing Kenjiro Nakamura's provocative eyes, Yashin Yuan said disdainfully: "I don't want to talk to a person whose dignity can only be maintained by force." ”

Seeing that both sides were in a tense posture, Zhang Yi also knew that it was impossible for them to make peace, so he said: "Since the two sides are ready, let me talk about the rules of this competition." ”

"In the first meeting, the judo hall and the national martial arts hall each sent a representative to compete in the martial arts competition. It can be the owner of the hall himself, or he can appoint his own apprentices. Since this kick was initiated by the National Art Hall, in addition, other halls, if there are people who want to help the Judo Hall, they can also help.

In addition, I would like to add an extra sentence, although this is the battle of the Blood Book Kick Pavilion, and the fate of the martial arts halls of both of you is at stake. But I still hope that both of you can be sensible, stop at the point, and don't hurt anyone's life. If there is no doubt, a representative of both sides is invited to the court. ”

After Zhang Yi finished speaking, he gave up the venue.

On the side of the National Art Museum, it is naturally played by the night stars.

"Come on, boss!" Gu Yihang shouted, and Du Lei and Guan Xinyi also made cheering gestures.

On the other side, Kenjiro Nakamura said respectfully to a Wakuni next to him: "Saito-kun, this competition depends on you." ”

Seishiro Saito was dressed as a ronin with a pigtail on his head, a samurai outfit and a long sword hanging from his waist. At this time, he crossed his arms around his chest, held a straw in his mouth, glanced at Kenjiro Nakamura, and said lazily: "Nakamura-kun, do you know that my greedy wolf must see blood when he comes out of the sheath, so this kind of playing game is not suitable for me." ”

"This, this is different from what I said yesterday!Saito-kun, how can you go back on your word?!" Seeing that Saito Kiyojuro had no intention of making a move, Kenjiro Nakamura suddenly became anxious.

He asked Haru Takegami and Kojiro Ida to find "Iga" yesterday, hoping that "Iga" would send a master to help him. But now the people sent by Iga don't plan to make a move, so how can he be good?

Saito Kiyojuro heard the words and leaned into Nakamura Kenjiro's ear, and said in a low voice: "I, Saito Kiyojuro, have always been true to my words, and when I said that I would help you avenge, I would naturally help you avenge, if you lose the game today, I will kill the father and son of the Kokushukan for you." ”