Three days later, Foshan.

Baihua Street.

No one knows what will happen when one person fights a hundred people, but one thing is certain, and that is that a very big ring is needed!

In the center of Baihua Street, all the surrounding houses have been demolished, and in the middle is a huge ring with a height of two meters and a radius of eight meters, which is enough for 100 people to fight.

This was created by the Japanese army overnight after Miura issued the order yesterday.

At ten o'clock in the morning, the people who were still living in Foshan intermittently rushed to the ring, and when it was eleven o'clock, the ring was already crowded with people.

"Hey, where are you going?" In the north of the city, a middle-aged man grabbed a young man.

Although Lin Fan has created enough momentum for today, there are still people who only care about their own one-third of an acre of land and don't know.

The young man said: "The Chinese want to fight with the Japanese, or a hundred of them!" ”

"What's so nice about that." The middle-aged man's face showed disdain, and he scolded in a low voice, "Lose his mother!" The Japanese devils will bully people on their mothers, and they will fight one out of a hundred, and they are clearly trying to trick us Chinese! Damn! ”

"No, the Japanese originally wanted to kill him directly, but he himself said that he would challenge a hundred of them!"

"Ahh

The middle-aged man looked confused, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he said, "He, is he crazy?" ”

"Uncle Liu, you don't know who he is, do you?"

"Who?"

"Lin Fan!"

When the middle-aged man heard this, he shook his head even more, and sighed: "Lin Fan, I know, isn't he the one who did the "Guoshu Daily", he is still the old owner of my family's Xiao Guizi." The person is very good, and he has stayed in the ocean. He is a scholar, how can he be the opponent of the devil, I see, this is not proposed by him himself at all, but the Japanese devil wants to entertain him. It's a pity, he's a good person, and he usually helps my little Guizi......"

The young man shouted, "Uncle Liu, you don't know yet, he is Master Ip Manye's apprentice!" ”

"What?" The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment and said, "When did Master Ye have an apprentice?" He doesn't accept apprentices! ”

"I don't know what the situation is, many people want to worship Ip Man as a master, but he just doesn't teach, and he accepts Lin Fan without knowing why." The young man muttered, and then said, "Oh, Uncle Liu, I won't tell you, if you really want to know, can you just go and see it yourself?" I've got to get over there right away, or I'm not going to be able to get a good spot......"

After that, the young man ignored it and ran in the direction of Baihua Street.

"Lin Fan, fight a hundred little devils at a time, no, I'm going to take a look!" The middle-aged man muttered, and then ran towards Baihua Street.

There are many similar things, some are spontaneous propaganda, and some are secretly arranged by Lin Fan, when it was almost twelve o'clock, the entire Baihua Street completely became a sea of people, and Foshan, which has more than 70,000 people, at least nearly 20,000 came.

Crowded and crowded, shoulder to shoulder.

"The Japanese are coming!" Suddenly, someone shouted, a group of Japanese soldiers opened the road in front, and two cars slowly drove over.

Lin Fan and Ip Man were escorted out of the car.

Lin Fan killed the Japanese, which was a serious offense, so his hands and feet were full of iron knives and chains.

Miura values Ip Man's martial arts and hopes that he can serve the Japanese army, he is treated better, there are no iron knives, iron chains, etc., he stays next to the ring and is watched by two Japanese soldiers.

Lin Fan was escorted to the middle of the ring by two Japanese soldiers, Li Zhao acted as a commentator, and told him the ins and outs of the matter, and of course he was greeted by the response of "traitors" and "scum", and scolded him for days.

Miura, who was dressed in a taekwondo uniform, walked into the ring, stared at Lin Fan, gritted his teeth and said, "Don't think I don't know, all of this is all you doing!" Do you think that if you create public opinion, I will let you go? Joke! ”

A joke indeed.

Ninety-nine Japanese taekwondo masters, plus him, against a Chinese, for him, whether he wins or loses, can be regarded as a lifelong shame, he can't wait to break Lin Fan into pieces.

Lin Fan looked calm and chuckled, "Don't you want to fight?" I'm just making your dreams come true. ”

Miura stopped talking nonsense, waved his big hand, and shouted: "All come up!" ”

"Drink!!"

In response to the heavy cheers, ninety-nine Japanese soldiers dressed in taekwondo uniforms came to the stage one after another and surrounded Lin Fan in it. They were obviously selected in layers, either extremely tall or extremely strong, and none of them were good stubble.

Ip Man closed his eyes in a little pain.

There was a dead silence.

In the audience, everyone's faces more or less showed sadness with cold lips and teeth.

Sha Danyuan, Zhou Qingquan and other people who have an old relationship with Lin Fan have slightly red circles under their eyes.

Many women's bodies trembled slightly, and they couldn't help but close their eyes, unable to bear to look at them again.

"Can we start?" Lin Fan asked with a smile.

"Let's go!" Miura's face turned blue and gritted his teeth.

"Kill!!" Several Japanese soldiers gathered at the front of the line swarmed up.

Lin Fannian was like an electric turn, and immediately said silently: "Immediately enable the 'One Minute Saitama Teacher Continuous Ordinary Punch' experience!" "According to what the system previously gave, limited to the upper limit of the force value of the national art plane, the continuous ordinary fist was suppressed to the sixth layer of the Qi Refining Realm.

Who is Saitama? The male protagonist of One-Punch Man, the stunts are: ordinary boxing, continuous ordinary boxing, two-handed continuous ordinary boxing; Serious beating, serious jumping back and forth, serious lifting of the table, serious headbutt......

In a word, there are two series: the ordinary series and the serious series.

Just tell me how funny his stunt is.

The problem is, comic is comic, but it's these moves that don't have five or six moves, just slamming the air, unless it's a super god level, don't want him to use the serious series.

Continuous ordinary fists were suppressed to the sixth layer of the Qi Refining Realm? Lin Fan wanted to know how powerful the continuous ordinary fist of the sixth layer of the Qi Refining Realm was.

The answer will be revealed right away.

His thoughts flashed, and the system immediately responded, zi! Suddenly, he felt an electric current hit his whole body, and his body was suddenly filled with endless power, and he urgently needed to vent, his blood boiled, and his heart beat faster.

He could even hear the cry of every cell!

His eyes were bloodshot red!

He suddenly realized one thing, after the exchange, he had the strength of the sixth layer of the Qi Refining Realm, but his body was still his own, although his cultivation had improved, his body might not be able to withstand this intensity.

What about the cheat!

There were ten taekwondo masters in the first circle, and Miura gave an order, and ten people surrounded and killed at the same time, regardless of front and back.

"Good time!" Lin Fan shouted angrily, no matter what, fight first as respect.

Bang!!

He threw a punch, and the skull of the first Japanese soldier to rush up exploded and flew towards the audience.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang –

Second, third, fourth, fifth...... All the way to the tenth!

The shadow of the fist is like the wind, and the storm is stormy!

In just three seconds, Lin Fan was like a tiger out of the cage, killing into the flock, punching one by one, and in an instant, he had already thrown out more than thirty punches, directly turning the ring into a slaughterhouse.

Kill one person with one punch!

Even if they can't be killed, they're seriously injured.

Lin Fan raised his fist power to the extreme, and his fist speed was also exerted to the extreme, without any spare hand.

From the beginning to the end, it was like a bulldozer, brutal and then domineering.

There are no moves, just fists, just speed!

Incredibly fast.

Incredibly fierce fists.

He didn't have any flickering and moving at all, what he fought for was his fist power and speed beyond the limits of ordinary people.

In just thirty seconds, he swept the whole field, and the only one still standing was Miura.

After all, his strength is slightly higher, and there are other people who are substitutes for the dead ghost, Lin Fan threw a punch at his chest, he dodged over, his sternum was broken three times, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

Boom, the atmosphere exploded.

The crowd at the scene was in an uproar.

Everyone's eyes widened in disbelief, their mouths opened wide, and after an uproar, they fell silent.

Deathly silence.

"What happened?" Sensing that the atmosphere was wrong, Ye Man couldn't help but open his eyes.

Hiss!!

He gasped, and then looked at the scene in front of him in shock, on the ring, there was a mess, and the Japanese samurai were staggering and mingling.

Either he was killed directly by Lin Fan's fist, or he was connected and fell to the side with an impact.

"That's not right." He saw that Lin Fan's eyes were blood-red, and the blue tendons on his forehead and neck were like steel bars, and he instinctively felt that he was on the verge of falling into a demon.

Enchanted.

In recent decades, the people's livelihood has been shaken, not for the performance of the national art of killing, shining brightly, the national art masters are endless, and there is a legend that there is also a saying of "entering the devil", but after all, it is just a legend, but I didn't expect that I could see it with my own eyes in my lifetime.

"You?!" Miura's eyes widened and he stared at Lin Fan in disbelief.

"Kill!" Lin Fan stared at Miura, and a low roar like a beast erupted from his throat, like a murderous aura in essence, instantly enveloping the entire circular ring.

Bang.

He jerked his feet, and the wooden ring exploded beneath his feet, and the spiderweb-like cracks quickly spread in all directions.

The highest officer of the Japanese army on the side of the ring shrank suddenly, and when he saw that Lin Fan was going to kill Miura, he was so frightened that he was dripping with cold sweat, and immediately came back to his senses, took out his matching gun as soon as possible, and shot at Lin Fan.

At the same time, he yelled with a panicked look: "Shoot! Shoot!! ”

The shots were fired, but how could they have hit? On the contrary, there were many Japanese samurai lying in the ring - they failed to shoot Lin Fan, but they shot those Japanese samurai.

Lin Fan was like a lightning flash, instantly slaughtering in front of Miura.

"Branches, that, pigs! I'll kill you! Miura's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he let out a low roar.

"Can you kill it?" Lin Fan burst out laughing.

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang......

It's like a drizzle.

The continuous fists turned into raindrops, hitting Miura's chest, and the clicking sound was endless. Then there was only a muffled pop, but all the bones in Miura's chest were shattered, and only flesh and blood remained.

Lin Fan's fist speed was so fast that it had already exceeded the limits of human beings, at least in the eyes of everyone on the scene.

Not only is the punch like lightning, but what is even more incomprehensible is that each of his punches is so powerful that it is like a thunderbolt, Miura is in front of him, he has no power to parry, he has no time to retreat, and his feet have been bombarded ten centimeters off the ground and suspended in the air.

It's finally over.

A terrifying scene appeared, and a huge blood hole was blasted out of Miura's chest, which penetrated directly, and this head could see the other.

The flesh that was blasted out flew in all directions.

Lin Fan threw it casually, and Miura's body flew off the ring and fell heavily to the ground, raising countless dust. When he was dying, his eyes widened and he didn't blink to death.

"Lin Fan! Lin Fan! Lin Fan!! ”

In the dead silence, I don't know who was the first to shout, and all the remaining Chinese shouted.

A deafening shout erupted at the scene, soaring into the sky, floating over Foshan for a long time, and finally turning into a magnificent heroic hymn.

Is this scene terrifying?

Terror.

But it doesn't matter, he's our hero!

……

……

Outside the ring, all the Japanese soldiers were stunned by the scene in front of them.

"Devil! He's an absolute devil!! Under Miura, outside the ring, the highest-ranking Japanese officer changed color in shock, Hitomi shrank to the extreme, and muttered in his mouth.

His body was trembling, even his heart.

He was terrified and frantically screaming: "Shoot! Shoot!! Shoot!! ”

The gunfire was loud again, Lin Fan lowered his body, grabbed a Japanese soldier with his backhand as a meat shield, and at the same time yelled at Ip Man under the ring: "Master, run away!" ”

Ip Man suddenly struck down, knocking down the two Japanese soldiers who were guarding him, and at the same time jumped out and fled outside.

"Lin Fan! Lin Fan! Lin Fan!! ”

The shouts of everyone at the scene continued, and at the same time, just like the original plot, they broke through the warning circle of the Japanese army and rushed towards Lin Fan.

Not afraid of death, not afraid.

Perhaps at the moment when the final victory comes, for the sake of their parents, wives and children, they will have to endure the humiliation of the aggressor, but at least at this moment, they choose not to be silent, they choose not to stand by coldly, they have stood up!

In the face of the angry Chinese, the Japanese officers who had been clamoring to shoot were afraid.

How many Chinese were there on site? Twenty thousand!

And how many Japanese soldiers were there? Less than a thousand.

What he was afraid of had changed from Lin Fan, the devil, to the mighty lion who had woken up from his sleep, and a terrifying thought came to his mind: What would happen if China's sleeping lion woke up?

……

……

"Discontinued. How long is left? ”

"Two seconds."

"Now I just want to say one word to you."

"Please."

"Your uncle!"

Then, Lin Fan fainted.

Lin Fan and Ip Man rushed out of the Japanese encirclement, immediately contacted the inductor, and together with Zhou Qingquan and Zhou Guangyao, they got on a green pickup truck to Hong Kong and fled Foshan as fast as possible.

The moment he got into the car, he was completely relaxed.

Obviously, it was just a refinement realm, but the side effects of forcibly experiencing the sixth layer of the qi refining realm were manifested, he only felt that his body seemed to be falling apart, unable to move, and the cells in his body were more like they had exploded again, his eyelids rolled over, and he fell into Ye Man's arms.

The next day, the group successfully escaped from Foshan and arrived in Hong Kong.

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