When the bell rang for class, Chen Zhen never slacked off his studies in school in order to complete the tasks assigned by his master, and he was also concentrating on taking notes during class.

"Now let me explain the relationship between the fuel tank and the internal combustion engine."

A balding old man with gold-rimmed glasses is giving a lecture on the podium, he is Professor Watanabe of the school, and next to the lectern, there is a model of an engine for the students' reference.

"First of all, the gasoline is pumped from the gasoline pump to the carburetor, and after the air is mixed, it goes into the combustion chamber of the internal combustion engine for combustion, and everyone writes this down."

Mu Yan was concentrating on taking notes, and Photon was sitting in front of him on the left, compared to Chen Zhen, Photon didn't seem so serious, whistling at Chen Zhen from time to time, and Mu Yan just smiled at her.

At this time, Mu Yan heard a rapid sound of wooden shoes stepping on the ground from outside the door, and there were quite a few people listening to the sound.

Sure enough, a moment later, a group of disciples of the Black Dragon Society rushed into the classroom, led by a flat-headed man with a bamboo sword pinned to his waist and a black dragon embroidered on his chest.

"Who is it?"

The injured man's gaze swept over the students in the classroom one by one, pointed at Mu Yan and said, "It's him." ”

The flat-headed man stared at Mu Yan and said, "Arrest him for me." ”

After speaking, the two walked towards Mu Yan, but were stopped by Professor Watanabe and reprimanded: "This is the school, you can't mess around." ”

Unbeknownst to him, the flat-headed man pushed Professor Watanabe away, took off his gold-rimmed glasses and threw them on the ground, smashing them with one kick.

"Our school is not for pigs."

As soon as he heard this, the anger in Mu Yan's chest was already on a rampage, and he immediately closed the pen in his hand, stood up, looked at the two oncoming people, and quickly threw two punches.

These two punches were full of power, and they directly knocked the two of them out, unconscious, and the flat-headed man shouted angrily: "Give it to me." ”

Dozens of people surrounded Mu Yan, drew the bamboo sword in his hand and slashed at Mu Yan, seeing that the situation was out of control, Professor Watanabe rushed out of the teacher and went to the Black Dragon Society to find the head of the Black Dragon Society, Fumio Funakoshi.

Dozens of bamboo swords were chopped down together, Mu Yan toe a little to the ground, the person had already jumped up in the air, the bamboo sword slashed into the air, Mu Yan fell into the crowd, and played a set of Huo family punches.

Although Mu Yan's martial arts could not be used, his astonishing speed was not limited.

Only the disciples of the Black Dragon Society could be seen at the scene, but Mu Yan could not be seen, because he had been submerged in the sea of people, but soon, the disciples of the Black Dragon Society were kicked out one after another and fell heavily in all corners of the classroom.

The scene was in a mess, the tables, chairs and benches fell to the ground, and the disciples of the Black Dragon Society were also injured, either with dislocated arms or dislocated foot joints.

At this time, Professor Watanabe called Fumio Funakoshi, the head head of the Black Dragon Society, who was a very ordinary old man, with pale hair and wrinkles on his forehead, but he was such an inconspicuous old man, but he was the number one master in Japan.

Fumio Funakoshi saw that the disciples of the Black Dragon Society were beaten so embarrassed, and he also shook his head helplessly and said: "I said a long time ago, force can't solve the problem, you don't listen, now it's okay." ”

After speaking, he squatted down to help a disciple whose ankle was kicked out of place by Mu Yan to correct it, and the disciple who was in pain screamed miserably.

"Who are you fighting against?"

Mu Yan said: "Fight with me." ”

Funakoshi found him at this time, got up and looked Mu Yan up and down, and said, "Young man's kung fu is good, I'm Funakoshi Fumio of the Black Dragon Society, are you?" ”

When Mu Yan was about to report to the door, Photon on the side found that his beloved fountain pen had been broken in the fight, and he was very sad to pick up the fountain pen that was broken in two.

Fumio Funakoshi said, "Mitsuko, why are you here?" ”

Mitsuko said: "Uncle Funakoshi, this fountain pen of mine was broken by your apprentice, you must pay me a new one." ”

In the face of Photon, Funakoshi also felt helpless, but he was penniless, so he had to say to the apprentices behind him: "Which of you has money?" ”

A few people pooled some money, and the boat Yue said: "This money is enough for you to buy a new fountain pen, you girl, you know all day long that you will cross the uncle to mischief, and when you grow up in the future, you will definitely not be able to get married." ”

Guangzi said: "No, I only need Chen Zhen is enough, he is a disciple of the Jingwu Sect." ”

Fumio Funakoshi frowned slightly, looked at Mu Yan and said, "Are you from Shanghai Jingwumen?" ”

Mu Yan said: "Yes, I am Chen Zhen, a disciple of the Jingwu Sect. ”

Fumio Funakoshi said: "Then who is Mr. Huo Yuanjia?" ”

Mu Yan said: "Mr. Huo Yuanjia is the family teacher. ”

Fumio Funakoshi looked away thoughtfully and muttered, "Yes." ”

Mitsuko thought Fumio Funakoshi questioned and said, "You don't believe it? ”

Funakoshi shook his head and said, "No, I just received a telegram from Shanghai, which said that Mr. Huo Yuanjia was killed in a martial arts competition, and his opponent was Akutagawa Ryuichi from our Hongkou Dojo. ”

The news finally came, although he had known it for a long time, Mu Yan still felt a burst of sadness, the head of a dignified sect, a generation of grandmasters, was actually poisoned and died in the competition, the end was so bleak, it was really sad.

Mu Yan closed his eyes deeply, mourned in silence for this great martial artist, and immediately opened his eyes and left the classroom directly.

The plot has already begun, as soon as Huo Yuanjia dies, the Jingwu Sect will be worried about internal and external troubles, if he doesn't rush back in time, he is afraid that the Jingwu Sect will face a rout.

Photon chased after him and said, "Chen Zhen, where are you going?" ”

Mu Yan stopped and said, "I want to go back, the Jingwu Sect needs me." ”

Photon said: "What about me, what should I do?" ”

Mu Yan didn't speak, he knew that if he brought Mitsun back now, it would inevitably attract suspicion, and now that the relationship between the two countries was deteriorating day by day, it would only bring unnecessary trouble to the Jingwu Sect, so he could only be ruthless.

"Photon, in the war years, you and I didn't have a choice, if there is fate, we will meet again, please take care."

After speaking, Mu Yan left, leaving Photon standing alone, looking at his distant back, and muttering, "If there was no war, it would be great." ”

The next day, Mu Yan left Japan by boat, which was carrying a lot of troops, all of which were going to the mainland, saying that they were going to fight the armies of other countries, but in fact they wanted to take this opportunity to invade our country's territory.

On the boat, Mu Yan also saw the newspaper, which did publish the news that Huo Yuanjia was killed in the competition.

If Huo Yuanjia hadn't eaten the crocodile meat that had been poisoned by Uncle Gen, with his skills, Rao would not be his opponent.

This time when he went back, his first task was to let the Jingwumen, who was in a passive state, gain a firm foothold, and fight back fiercely against the invading places who wanted to take the opportunity to suppress the Jingwumen, and let them know that although Huo Yuanjia was dead, the Jingwumen was still an existence that should not be underestimated.