There must be rules for fighting, and there is no need for fighting, at least Zhang Xiaofan thinks so.

As the saying goes, no matter how good your martial arts are, the bricks will fall down.

Under what circumstances can an ordinary person take down a person who knows martial arts with a brick?

Sneak attack!

The Japanese have come to make trouble, what kind of benevolence and morality do you want to talk about, isn't this a joke about the lives of your own brothers?

The sword and sword shadow don't look at people, the Japanese slash at each other, I say, it's not ready, the Japanese won't stop and wait for you to clean up.

Even if you can't kill someone, it's still okay to have an ordinary fracture.

With thoughts and ruthlessness, Zhang Xiaofan rushed to three words: fast, accurate, and ruthless.

There is no trace of the slow swallowing when practicing martial arts.

The ash rod flew out and struck a Japanese samurai in the chest.

The Japanese samurai could endure the pain, but he slowed down a beat.

In a fight, a slow beat is enough.

Zhang Xiaofan held another ash rod in his right hand, shaved it upward, and immediately picked up the Japanese samurai's sword, and then slashed down and hit the top of the samurai's head, and his head was broken and bleeding.

This image is not unique in the chaos of the scene.

Take advantage of people's illness to kill people.

The main thing at this time is the results of the pursuit.

Dodging a few Japanese samurai who pounced, the long stick in his hand hit the Japanese samurai in both legs, chest and abdomen, and then both hands were red and swollen, this samurai lost his combat effectiveness, and then looked for the next opponent.

At this moment, more than a dozen Japanese samurai had already begun to fight against the brothers in the museum.

Zhang Xiaofan knocked down the first Japanese samurai, only to hear a 'ding' sound in his head, and then ran to another Japanese samurai.

The Japanese samurai had just killed a senior brother in the hall when he saw an ash rod stabbing at him, like a spear. The Japanese samurai, who didn't have time to dodge, burst out and slashed forward with all his might.

The ash rod in Zhang Xiaofan's hand was very tough, and the Japanese samurai didn't cut the ash rod in a hurry.

"An inch long, an inch strong."

The ash rod is more than twice as long as the knife, and at this time, for Zhang Xiaofan, it can be regarded as a cheating weapon.

"Smack".

The samurai was stabbed back two steps.

"The old man Taizu said that it is advisable to chase the poor with the remaining bravery, and not to sell the name of the overlord."

Dodged and dodged two pairs of fighting Japanese samurai and the senior brother in the hall, and struck forward in a circle with a long stick in his hand.

Holding the ash rod in his hand for seven inches, he pounced sideways, and the tip of the stick formed a circle, and the Japanese samurai drank heavily, splitting twice in a row, and actually split a section.

"Xiaofan, be careful." Ah Huai exclaimed.

"Grass," Zhang Xiaofan pounced forward, but he still didn't have time, he only felt a chill in his right shoulder, and a random pain hit, one turned forward, went to the wall, and looked back, a Japanese samurai came with a Japanese sword in his hand.

Fortunately, Senior Brother Huai helped to pick it up again.

The slightest chaos on the battlefield can lead to unpredictable consequences.

The Japanese samurai who fought against Zhang Xiaofan saw the opportunity to slash four times in a row, and actually cut the ash rod two feet long into a short stick of one and a half meters.

"Eat, you!" Zhang Xiaofan gathered his mind, the long stick danced violently, burst into cheers, and threw half of the long stick in his hand at the Japanese samurai, and the Japanese samurai turned sideways and got out of the way. Zhang Xiaofan stuck to the soles of his feet, and threw the remaining half of the ash rod towards the Japanese samurai.

The Japanese samurai grinned, took two steps back, dodging the flying sticks, and suddenly a white powder was thrown at him in front of him.

"Yaga!"

"Eight your mother's head," knowing that something would happen in the next two days, Zhang Xiaofan had already prepared a bag of flour on his body, and waved it at this moment, immediately fascinating the eyes of the Japanese samurai.

The Japanese samurai took a step back, the sword in his hand fluttered, Zhang Xiaofan twisted an ash rod on the sole of his feet, and rolled towards the Japanese samurai three ways, and the Japanese samurai was immediately swept to the ground.

"Pap, papa, papa......" There was a sound of sticks, and the Japanese samurai felt pain in his hands and feet, and he couldn't bear it anymore and wailed.

"Ding!"

After a while, Zhang Xiaofan put two people alone, and his confidence increased greatly.

Then he waved an ash pole, rushed into the crowd, and fought a few more Japanese with a few brothers, but the 'ding' sound only sounded twice.

If you want to fight alone, it will be your own achievement, and if you work together with others, you will deduct a lot of martial arts points.

When the martial arts brothers and the Japanese samurai were fighting, Senior Sister Xiaohui called a Senior Sister Lan to find Mr. Xie from the patrol room and came to help expel the Japanese.

The Jingwu Pavilion was very close to the patrol room, and after a while, Mr. Xie came with a few concession patrols.

Not long after I went to work today, I heard that Akutagawa Ryuichi in Hongkou Dojo was killed, and a white cloth strip was pasted on his body, which read: "Murderers are not tolerated by heaven", and the name was left below, "Chen Zhen".

I know that this may be a frame-up, but I can't ignore it, I have to know my position, there are a lot of people waiting to sit.

But if you are openly seeking refuge with the Japanese, you should not mix it up.

You must know that now after the Xinhai Revolution and the establishment of the Republic of China government, all the people are full of ambition to build their homeland, and the national consciousness is inflated.

It's not okay, it's not right.

is struggling, the female disciple of the Jingwu Pavilion Xiaolan came over, this girl has seen it herself, her father is a wealthy businessman in Jiangsu, and her maternal grandfather is a member of the Nanjing Committee, and she is also an official gentry family.

I don't want to go now, but I'm going to go. Mr. Xie ordered the patrol to bring the guys and rushed to Jingwumen together, and saw that twenty or thirty people were fighting inextricably, especially several people were hanging colors, and their eyes were stunned.

On the side of the patrol shop, when he saw that the usually good martial arts hall disciples were cut and killed, he immediately became angry with the enemy, and shouted loudly, and he was going to take a gun and kill the devil.

Mr. Xie hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him, he was here to persuade him, but he was not here to add fuel to the fire.

After settling down, he quickly took out the shell gun on his waist, and with a move towards the sky, he pulled the trigger and fired a warning shot.

As soon as the gun rang out, the people who were fighting stopped, after all, no matter how powerful the sword was, it could not compare to the power of the musket.

The leading samurai of Japan saw that the patrol was coming, and he also knew that this fight would be difficult to fight, so he ordered many Japanese samurai to put their swords in their sheaths.

"Okay, you can leave," Mr. Xie felt that he had calmed the audience, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and immediately persuaded him.

The senior brother still didn't understand the truth of the matter, and stopped: "What did you say, just let them go?" ”

Mr. Xie was inconvenient to explain the case, and comforted: "Everyone has injuries, I think it's over." ”

The senior brother was about to speak, but the leading Japanese samurai came over and snorted coldly: "We won't leave, hand over Chen Zhen." ”

Mr. Xie sighed and persuaded: "Brother Watanabe, give me face." ”

The samurai Watanabe smiled contemptuously and said, "Hmph, I don't know what face is. ”

Japan's national strength is strong, that is, the so-called prosperity of military fortune, and it is known as one of the great powers in China, but the British Concession Patrol House managed by Mr. Xie does not need to deal with the Japanese in theory.

Mr. Xie and Senior Brother were about to have an argument, and Chen Zhen came back from running.

The Japanese samurai were easily agitated, and they were about to make a mess on the spot.

Mr. Xie had just been unceremoniously spoken by Watanabe, and he was angry, so he immediately took out a shell gun, pressed it against Watanabe's jaw, and shouted, "Don't move at all." ”

When the Japanese samurai saw Watanabe being restrained, he immediately stopped, but the martial arts brothers were all in a cold sweat.

Watanabe's face was in a cold sweat, and he shouted, "Old ghost, I don't believe you dare to shoot me." ”

Mr. Xie smiled: "I don't dare to shoot, but I don't know if this shot will go off?" Say it, and say to everyone: "Whoever moves, I will shoot whoever moves, and take Chen Zhen away." ”

"Yes!" Several patrols immediately caught Chen Zhen.

Chen Zhen also felt inexplicable at the moment, but the relationship between the martial arts hall and the patrol room was good, so he didn't resist, just glanced at everyone.

The senior brother intercepted: "Wait a minute, why did you take Chen Zhen away?" ”

Mr. Xie replied: "Jiechuan was killed yesterday, and I want to take him back to investigate." ”

Chen Zhen argued: "Hey, I didn't kill anyone. ”

Mr. Xie shook his head speechlessly, and did not answer Chen Zhen's words, and directly ordered the patrols to leave with Chen Zhen.

Chen Zhen was taken away, and the Japanese samurai had no reason, so he naturally went back to the Hongkou Dojo.

Zhang Xiaofan knew the follow-up plot, he was not nervous, he returned to his room to rest, and he felt nervous and excited after the brawl just now, could it be that he still has a violent factor in his bones?

In his sleep, Zhang Xiaofan found himself in a dream space.

"Host, I'm the system elf Xiao Ai, since the host has completed a main quest and can return to reality, I don't know if you want to continue the scroll world or return to the real world?"

"I've already completed a mission?"

"Yes."

Zhang Xiaofan had an extra text in his mind, it turned out that he had unconsciously made a breakthrough and increased his force value by five points.

Because the force value needs to be tested in battle, I didn't know it before, but after today's Japanese samurai came to make trouble, I could be considered to have completed a main mission.

"How long can I stay in the world of reels, and will it have an impact on the real world?"

"There are still twenty days of scroll world time, which has no effect on the real world, but after returning to the real time, the appearance may change slightly."

"Why?"

"You've been exercising for so long, and your flesh and bones will obviously change."

"What about arousing suspicion?"

"The mythological system adopts the law of 'existence is reasonable'. All the changes you make in the mythological system, when you return to reality, will have a reasonable explanation. ”

"In that case, I'll stay for another twenty days."

Zhang Xiaofan opened his eyes, and the sky was already bright.

"What, the Hongkou Dojo found four witnesses? Is the court going to be held in the morning? ”

I know it's a farce, but Zhang Xiaofan still has to take a look, after all, Chen Zhen, Photon, and Fujita Gang will all appear, these are the protagonists, meet first, if there is something unexpected, you won't be in a hurry.

After breakfast, everyone rushed to the courtroom.

Just like in the movie, the four witnesses are more unreliable than the other, and at the critical moment, Photon appeared, which immediately reversed the situation, and Chen Zhen was released in court.

Due to Photon's Japanese identity, the relationship between the two is not accepted by everyone in the martial arts hall, and the senior brother wants to compete with Chen Zhen.

Seeing authentic ancient martial arts for the first time, Zhang Xiaofan was still surprised.

The gap between the strength of the senior brother and Chen Zhen is estimated to be very large, because Chen Zhen fights, and he does not follow the rules at all, if he can't stretch out his fist, he will palm, and if he can't kick forward, he will kick back.

The senior brother relied on Chen Zhen's subordinates to show mercy in the early stage, and played a few tricks, but because of his lack of experience in fighting, he could only rely on strange tricks to support, and was finally knocked to the ground by Chen Zhen.

Compared with Chen Zhen's years of hard cultivation, his endurance and explosiveness have improved greatly. And the elder brother's two or three years of living in the Qinglou, the growth of physical fitness is much slower, and the gap between the two is like a giant and a patient.

Zhang Xiaofan also understood at this time that the body of a martial artist needs to be nourished, and if he refines and refines his qi, he must have enough essence to do so.

Compared with Chen Zhen's self-cultivation, the senior brother is not half a little worse.

Zhang Xiaofan had some understanding, and after practicing for a few days, he could feel his progress every day, and he no longer paid as much attention to the things around him as he did a few days ago.

The martial arts of several senior brothers in the martial arts hall are really average.

This is all a special effect created by the movie world, like a few famous disciples taught by Huo Siye have already returned to the north to set up their own doors. Those who stayed were all helpless people who had been taken in in the past two or three years, or children of Jiangnan gentry families who had only recently been taken in.

It doesn't matter if you are helpless, after all, you were born to live, and after being taken in by the martial arts hall, you will treat this place as your home.

And those children of official gentry families are very different.

After eating early this morning, Zhang Xiaofan found that there were not many people in the entire martial arts hall.

Several senior brothers fried two tables of dishes according to the previous amount, but the senior brothers in the courtyard actually sat down at one table.

Looking at the empty yard, everyone was in no mood to eat.

At the dead and silent dinner table, Senior Sister Lan opened her mouth to break the atmosphere and said, "My mother wrote to me, saying that Jingwumen had offended the Japanese and told me not to stay here anymore. ”

Senior Brother Qiang was in a hurry, he had a deep affection for Xiaolan, and when he heard that his sweetheart was leaving the martial arts hall, he couldn't help asking, "What should I do then?" Are you really leaving? ”

"I don't know what to do?"

Senior Brother Lun opened his mouth and comforted: "Don't worry too much, no matter what, this is also a British concession, and the Japanese will still have some scruples, right?" ”

This is very deflating, and it directly poured out the fighting spirit of a table of people.

At this time, two Japanese people walked into the courtyard behind him, and they were so frightened that everyone at the table retreated.

"Watanabe, what are you doing here!" Zhang Xiaofan originally leaned his back against the door, and when he stood up, the two Japanese samurai had already walked in, remembering that Mr. Xie called this leading Japanese samurai Watanabe.

"You Chinese are really wasteful, one table of people eat two tables of dishes." Watanabe came to make trouble last time, and after he went back, he was promoted by Fujita Gang by one level, and it was triumphant that he directly ridiculed several Jingwu disciples.

Zhang Xiaofan stepped forward and faced Watanabe.

Last time, because there was a senior brother of the hall owner, according to the rules, as a junior brother, he couldn't speak, this time Senior Brother Lun and Senior Brother Qiang, who were the most senior, were so frightened that they retreated, and they naturally had to step forward.

"When Chinese eat, it is not your turn to worry about little Japan, even if you can't eat and feed the dogs, it will not be left for you Japanese to eat."

"Yaga ......"

"Eight of your grandmothers, bastards, if there is a kind of competition."

Zhang Xiaofan has been very energetic these days, took a step back, and stretched out a starting hand.

"What's the matter?" Uncle Nong came out at this time.

With Uncle Nong here, Zhang Xiaofan naturally had to retreat, this is the rule.

"I'm looking for the hall master of your Jingwu Sect." Watanabe, as a Japanese, still keeps his mission in mind.

Uncle Nong was also looking for the senior brother, but he couldn't weaken his morale, and said: "Is the owner of the pavilion the one you see when you meet, tell me something." ”

Watanabe shouted, "Our Black Dragon Society's number one master, Mr. Funakoshi, challenges your Jingwu Sect Pavilion Master. ”

With that, Watanabe took out a challenge book, put it on the table, smiled contemptuously, and was about to leave.

"It's really arrogant," Zhang Xiaofan couldn't help it, and opened his mouth to intercept: "Stop." ”

Watanabe looked at the Chinese who had spoken earlier, and stood up, remembering in his heart that the Chinese had just spoken hard to himself.

Zhang Xiaofan walked out and said, "You Black Dragon Society's No. 1 master came to challenge our pavilion master, why don't you come to the battle book yourself?" ”

"Yaga!"

Watanabe burst into a shout, stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhang Xiaofan's shoulders, Zhang Xiaofan had been so close, and his tone was very impulsive, just to fight with Watanabe and test his strength.

As for the rules of the martial arts hall disciples, they can't take care of it.

You must know that the disciples of the martial arts hall who have not been taught cannot shoot or challenge outsiders at will to avoid failure and humiliation; Second, the shot is not serious, and it will affect the reputation of the martial arts hall.

However, at this time, Zhang Xiaofan thought that there were only fifteen days left to stay in this world, and he always wanted to see the results of his cultivation, and Watanabe in front of him was the best candidate.

"Hah!"

Zhang Xiaofan burst into a shout, his whole body rushed forward, and his palms hit Watanabe's chest superimposedly, and his shoulders also collided.

Watanabe was able to be a leader among many samurai in Japan, and his strength should not be underestimated, and after receiving a slap in the chest, his feet took a few steps back and unloaded his strength.

"Hah!"

Watanabe stood firm, and at this time found that it was very inconvenient for his feet to wear clogs, so he cautiously took three steps back, and saw that Zhang Xiaofan did not pursue, so he took off his clogs and stepped forward again.

Uncle Nong wanted to stop him, but was stopped by Xiao Hui on the side.

Zhang Xiaofan didn't notice what was happening behind him, but his eyes narrowed slightly, he stepped forward lightly, pulled away slightly, and Huo Jia's fist stretched out.

Watanabe snorted, and rushed over.

Zhang Xiaofan won a small move just now, and Watanabe directly took out all his strength this time, and rushed over directly.

If it is an ordinary martial arts hall disciple, it will definitely see the move, but it is a pity that Zhang Xiaofan is not an ordinary martial arts hall disciple.

In later generations, there was a big explosion of information, martial arts movies were constantly renovated, the concise and concise Wing Chun, the Shaolin boxing that opened and closed widely, and even Tai Chi had internal strength and heart sutras handed down.

Zhang Xiaofan naturally won't only use Huo Jiaquan to fight with others.

I remember a Wing Chun master who said that the short fight of Wing Chun relies on a straight line, and this straight line is the shortest distance and the most powerful.

One punch for another, the brutal style of play directly shocked everyone.

Resisted Watanabe's punch with the arm of his left shoulder, and spit out a middle finger of his own punch, hitting Watanabe's heart.

With the same punch, Zhang Xiaofan just took a step back, Watanabe fell directly to the ground, and all the strength of his body was unloaded by Zhang Xiaofan.

"Ding."

Zhang Xiaofan sounded another system prompt in his head, it turned out that this Watanabe was promoted to the head of the coach by Fujita, since he became the head of the coach, even if he was a teacher, he was no longer counted as a student, and he could seriously say that he was a Japanese samurai.

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