The bar was empty, only Mu Yan and the young bartender were left, and a lot of tables and chairs were destroyed in the battle, but those domineering young people were also cleaned up by Mu Yan, and the worst one was the man in black who broke his calf with Mu Yan's punch.

Mu Yan looked around at the ruins and said apologetically.

"I'm sorry I broke so many things, I'll pay you."

As she spoke, she took out her purse from her bosom, but the girl immediately refused.

"It's okay, you also made it for me, I should thank you."

The girl straightened her messy clothes, and pulled off the buttons on her chest, revealing a little snow-white light.

Mu Yan smiled and said.

"It's hard work, why worry about it."

The girl looked at him and smiled.

"If it weren't for you, I don't know what would have happened, and I really don't know how to repay you."

Mu Yan shrugged his shoulders and said.

"You don't need to repay me, just give me a glass of wine."

The girl smiled and poured him a glass of tequila, Mu Yan picked up the wine glass and turned her back to it, the girl said.

"If you want to drink in the future, you can always come to me."

Mu Yan put down his wine glass and said,

"Okay, I'll be sure to come when I'm free."

After speaking, she took out her wallet and was about to pay, the girl said no, she had the right to treat her, but Mu Yan still paid.

Then, Mu Yan left the bar, and before leaving, the girl asked him for his honorable name, and Mu Yan told her that it was not a secret, and the other party was a big beauty.

At noon the next day, the sun was shining, and it was a rare good weather in recent days, and Mu Yan drove to the elite center.

Before I got out of the car, I saw that there were already many people gathered at the door, and it seemed that they were all news media reporters, but I didn't expect the news to spread so quickly.

Ah Yin Dao.

"Wow, there are so many people, it looks like we're going to be famous."

Mu Yan pushed the car door and walked out, the object of his challenge today was Miyamoto, the head of the kendo club, who had won the championship of the Japanese kendo competition for two consecutive years.

The three of them walked into the elite center, and as soon as the reporters saw Mu Yan, they all surrounded him, and the cameras and microphones were aimed at him.

Mu Yan didn't pay attention to them, but walked straight into the kendo department of the elite center, and on the martial arts training ground, the main general Miyamoto was instructing the students to practice swords.

As soon as he saw Mu Yan, Miyamoto stopped what he was doing and said.

"What's the matter?"

Mu Yan took out the challenge letter from his arms and said.

"Challenge you."

As he spoke, he threw the challenge book over, and Miyamoto did not reach out to take it, but directly pierced the envelope with the bamboo sword in his hand, which was a provocation by Chiguo, Miyamoto said coldly.

"Okay, I'll accept your challenge."

Ghost Wang Da saw that Miyamoto's sword was as fast as lightning, which made him secretly worried, and leaned into Mu Yan's ear and whispered.

"You have to be careful, this guy doesn't look easy."

Mu Yan nodded and walked into the martial arts training ground, at this time, Director Chen and Broken Water Squeezed Out of the crowd, followed by Taekwondo's master Billy Zhou.

Broken Water walked in front of Mu Yan, looked at him with provocative eyes, and said.

"Even if you win against them, it's useless, the ancient Chinese boxing method will never be able to win karate, I advise you to stop it, save yourself and bring humiliation."

Mu Yan smiled indifferently and said.

"If you don't dare to accept my challenge, you can give up."

Cut off the water flow and said with a cold smile.

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

After speaking, he sat on the stage, Mu Yan knew that the purpose of their coming here today was nothing more than to test how capable they were, since this was the case, let them open their eyes.

The scene gradually quieted down, Miyamoto held the bamboo sword with both hands, and stared at Mu Yan, who turned his hands into palms and bent his legs slightly, which is the basic move of ancient Chinese boxing.

"Ah......h

I only heard Miyamoto's roar, raised the bamboo sword in his hand and ran towards Mu Yan, it seemed to be a meteor, but in fact, there was a subtlety in it, it seemed to be full of loopholes, but it was actually a big coincidence.

This is also the highest level in kendo, and it seems that this Miyamoto can win the Japanese kendo championship for two consecutive years, and it is not for nothing.

Mu Yan responded to all changes with the same, and when Miyamoto was still five or six steps away from him, he suddenly jumped into the air, and the bamboo sword in his hand slashed down in the air, like a thousand pounds.

Don't look at it as just a small bamboo sword, in the hands of a master, a leaf is enough to take a person's head.

The power and speed of this sword should not be underestimated, Mu Yan flashed sideways, Miyamoto knew that this sword was missing, and the bamboo sword cut horizontally from the left side of Mu Yan.

Mu Yan's body leaned back, who knew that Miyamoto's sword was extremely fast, and every move was controlled seamlessly, the sword move was not old, and he slashed at Mu Yan from the volley.

This can force Mu Yan to a dead end, so he had to fly out of his right leg, kicked Miyamoto's arm, shook the bamboo sword, and kicked out his right leg as a chest, and Miyamoto's bamboo sword was horizontal in his chest, blocking Mu Yan's leg.

Rao was like this, Miyamoto was also shocked back a few steps, and everyone at the scene also held their breath and watched this wonderful challenge.

Of the three on stage, Broken Water looked particularly calm, with his hands on his chest and an expressionless face, while Billy had a cold face and clenched his teeth.

Director Chen looked a little uneasy, because the Elite Center had already lost two main generals in a row, and if he lost again, he was afraid that the signboard of the Global Elite Sports Center would be smashed.

Miyamoto knew that Mu Yan's boxing and leg skills were very good, so he changed his way of thinking, only to see him holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, and after running forward two steps, the bamboo sword stabbed at Mu Yan like raindrops.

The speed of the sword is indeed incomparable, if it weren't for Mu Yan's attainments in speed, he was afraid that he would be stabbed by the oncoming bamboo sword.

Miyamoto was full of energy, and used many moves such as chopping, slashing, stabbing, and cutting, forcing Mu Yan to defend again and again, and it was difficult to fight back.

Seeing that he had the upper hand, Miyamoto made a special move, only to see his body spin quickly in place and jump into the air, because the speed was too fast, it was impossible to see his true intentions.

"Whoosh......."

Mu Yan only heard a wild roar in the void, Miyamoto's bamboo sword had already been slashed in the air, and its power was incomparable.

Everyone was nervous and clenched their fists, for Miyamoto, it can be said that success or failure is in this move.

Who knew that Mu Yan was not in a hurry, and stabbed out a palm against the bamboo sword, which directly penetrated the bamboo sword and hit Miyamoto's chest fiercely.

"Poof......."

The power of this palm is not small, and it directly flew Miyamoto Zhen out, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, falling heavily outside of Zhangyu.

Miyamoto knelt on the ground on his knees, his chest was red with blood, and he looked at Mu Yan incredulously, who could believe that with such a fast sword speed, he was defeated after all.

Miyamoto lowered his head and said.

"I lost."

Mu Yan hugged his fists.

"Concession."

At this time, Ah Yin jumped out of the crowd and pointed to the broken water channel on the stage.

"Four-eyed chicken, see it, your fate will be the same as him."

The broken water came down from the stage and walked in front of Mu Yan, and Mu Yan's performance really surprised him.

But in his eyes, karate will always be the strongest martial art on the planet, and the others are not in his eyes at all.

"Yes, there are two hits, do you dare to fight me?"

Mu Yan said.

"Don't worry, when I win taekwondo, you'll be next."

The reporters surrounded the two of them, holding up the microphones in front of them, trying their best to capture their every word.

Cut off the water channel.

"Okay, I'll wait for you."