This squinting eye was originally Senior Brother Chen's internal opponent, and when Squinting was shouting, Senior Brother Chen was already ready to make a move, but he just let Master Kang take the lead, and he could only stop temporarily.

Master Kang's stinky temper, Senior Brother Chen also knows, if he dares to go up and interfere at this time, he will have to be scolded miserably afterwards.

But now, it's time for him to play.

Senior Brother Chen took a few steps forward, squinted his eyes, and said solemnly: "Motobu Jiro, the shame you gave back then, today, I will wash it away with your blood!" ”

"Oh?"

Squinting eyes, Jiro Motobe raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Another one to die." ”

After a little closer look at Senior Brother Chen's appearance, he twisted his neck, and said indifferently: "The number of people who have been defeated by me is innumerable, and there are not a few hundred, but a thousand, which onion are you?" ”

From the beginning to the present, this Motobu Jiro has spoken Chinese, which existed as an aristocratic language in Japan in the past.

For thousands of years, China has been the suzerainty of Japan, and Japan has always been a vassal state of China.

The Japanese top brass had to communicate with China only in Chinese, and naturally, this Chinese became the exclusive language of the Japanese upper class.

If a high-level kid doesn't know Chinese, that's one thing that people will laugh at.

This Motobu Jiro has been in the magic capital for a long time, and although his Chinese language is still a little stiff, he is quite familiar with many colloquialisms.

Being said by Motobe Jiro, Senior Brother Chen was naturally quite annoyed, but now he is not the impulsive young man he was back then.

After several years of hard workout, his heart became firm and unshakable.

Although he was also annoyed by Motobe Jiro's disrespectful and unashamed words, and he also felt that the enemy's revenge would be avenged, his face did not change much.

just laughed the same and said, "Who wouldn't say big things?" Let's see the real chapter under your hands! Take your life! ”

With that, his body galloped, bringing up a phantom, and flew from the courtyard to the wooden steps of the venue in a few steps, and with a powerful punch, he hit Jiro Motobe's face door head.

Motobu Jiro's face changed, and there was no more contempt, this speed, this strength, this person in front of him was much stronger than the bad old man before.

Immediately did not dare to be careless, bent back slightly, arched his footsteps, one after the other, his left hand clenched his fist and retracted, and his right hand knife stretched forward, posing as a one-handed knife to meet the attack.

Senior Brother Chen's domineering punch was already close in the blink of an eye, and at this time, Motobu Jiro had already put on a posture.

Although this punch was fierce, he did not panic, he waited calmly, and the knife in his right hand hit that punch, which could be easily resolved.

And the other hand is ready to go, which will inevitably make people look good.

It's just that this master of the Jingwu Sect is so easy to deal with?

You must know that the kung fu of Jingwumen pressing the bottom of the box is the stunt that the founder Huo Yuanjia relied on to become famous, and it is known for its swift ghosts and ghosts, and it is difficult to fathom the Lost Trace Boxing!

I saw that the mighty punch intercepted by Motobu Jiro's hand knife turned out to be a false move?

Suddenly, he let go of the knife, and at this time, Motobe Jiro's other hand, a punch that was ready to be struck, slanted upward, and hit the chin.

At this time, Senior Brother Chen smiled freely, wrapped his left hand around the right hand of Jiro Motobu in the air, and the whole person used it as a support, flipped up, raised his right elbow, and knocked to the temple on the side of his head.

This not only made Jiro Motobe's other hand miss the blow, but also put him in an extremely dangerous situation.

The right hand was restrained, the left hand was unable to retract, and there was still a person pressed on his body, Motobe Jiro could only lower his head, barely giving way to the vital point, but the back of his neck was still strong to bear this elbow.

With a bang, his whole body was knocked out and slammed to the ground, and the plank made an overwhelming babbling sound, rolling on the ground continuously.

Senior Brother Chen was also like Jiro Motobu did to Master Kang before, he was unforgiving, chased after him in a few steps, and reached out to grab it.

"Humph! I think you're vulnerable! ”

The elbow just now can be regarded as venting a little resentment in his heart, but this is not enough, he said that he wants to wash away the shame with blood, but now he has not seen blood!

Although the elbow just now was quite heavy, Jiro Motobe's head was still a little dizzy, and he felt that his breathing was a little unsmooth, and he couldn't exert his strength.

Lying on the ground, he heard the light touch of those footsteps, and understood that now was not the time to rest, so he forced himself to lift his strength.

I saw that Jiro Motobe, who was originally motionless on the ground and looked like a dead corpse, suddenly burst out when Senior Brother Chen approached, and his legs were like knives and swept over.

Senior Brother Chen's forward momentum did not abate, he jumped up lightly, avoided the scissor legs, and kicked down diagonally towards Motobe Jiro.

But Motobe Jiro had been waiting for this move, sat upright, spread his hands, and threw himself forward to the kicked thigh.

If he was embraced, Senior Brother Chen would be dragged to the ground by him, losing the advantage of agility, and with the tall and big body of Motobe Jiro, he would really turn the tables for him.

Is it just possible?

Senior Brother Chen was born in Jingwumen, a former master of Jingwumen, who broke into the Hongkou Dojo alone, picked everyone in the dojo, none of them could win, and showed the legendary hero of the nation, Chen Zhen, is his senior brother.

And Chen Zhen's trademark volley triple kick, Senior Brother Chen, he also learned a little bit of essence.

The kick of the front foot was a touch and away, and he turned in the air, followed by a hard kick on the chin of Jiro Motobe with the back foot.

Not only that, as soon as Senior Brother Chen's front foot hit the ground, he bent his leg and kicked it, and flew up to chase after him, raising his foot and splitting it, like a heavy axe falling to the ground, smashing it Motobu Jiro's chest, knocking it down hard.

This is not over, what is even more ruthless is that after splitting it, Senior Brother Chen used the method of falling a thousand catties, and his body was like a stone falling from a thousand catties, bent his right knee, and smashed it straight into the heart of Motobu Jiro on the ground.

"Yaga !!"

In the venue, all the people in the Hongkou Dojo, who had been sitting precariously and had been watching Jiro Motobe's performance, all got up, their faces full of anger at what Senior Brother Chen had done.

Who would have thought that one of the teachers of their dojo, Jiro Motobe, who was extremely powerful, would be beaten by a young man who came on the field later and was powerless in an instant.

And seeing that their lives are about to be guaranteed, how can these noble samurai, who are accustomed to arrogance and contempt for the "sick men of East Asia", endure it?

It's just that now, it's too late, even if they are ready to rescue, it's too late.

The closest person in the stadium who had the ability to intervene in the battle between the two of them was at least more than ten meters.

It takes two or three seconds to get up and stand up and rush to the rescue.

And Senior Brother Chen's speed was amazing, and that set of fierce and ruthless combination attacks was completed in just one second.

They could only watch as the knee pressed heavily against Jiro Motobe's heart, letting out an angry and useless roar.

His face was pale for a while, and then it was like the color of a pig's liver, and he couldn't stop spurting out a large mouthful of blood, which was visible to the naked eye, and Motobe Jiro's breath weakened.

Seeing that the intake is not as much as the outlet, I am afraid that I will not be able to survive.

This is also to blame for his underestimation of the enemy.