"Woo..."

The next day, Shirahama Kanichi, who had been trained to death again, sat on the ground weakly, seizing the precious and short rest time to speed up his recovery, when Ma Jianxing, who was holding yellow books and periodicals in his hand and reading with relish, walked in front of him, and couldn't help but make Shirahama Kanichi have an idea.

"Sword, Star, Master, Fu!"

Trembling with disgust from the tone of the flesh, Ma Jianxing couldn't help but look at Shirahama Kanichi vigilantly, and hid the books and periodicals in his hand behind his back: "What do you want to do?" This is my collection, and I can't give it to you. ”

"No, no," Shirahama Kanichi asked happily, "Master Jianxing, don't you know a lot of Chinese boxing techniques?" ”

Seeing that he was not coveting his own collection, Ma Jianxing suddenly put his mind at ease and said proudly: "That's right, Lao Tzu is proficient in all Chinese boxing techniques, whether it is internal boxing or external boxing, northern boxing or southern boxing, all of them are well understood, but it's still early for you to learn now, let me continue to play the basic skills obediently." ”

"Then please do some qigong and help me reduce my fatigue!" Shirahama Kanichi looked at Ma Jianxing expectantly.

"What are you talking about?" Monk Ma Jianxing was puzzled, and asked him to use acupuncture and qi to speed up blood circulation and relieve muscle fatigue, but it didn't seem to mean that.

"That's it, huhu." Shirahama took a deep breath, raised his hand and slowly pushed out, making a gesture of gong: "Then it can make people very warm and comfortable Qigong, like the kind in the movie." ”

was cold for a while, and then burst into laughter, not only Ma Jianxing laughed, but even the rebel ghost Zhixu who was drinking next to him and the Qiuyu of Cape Yue Temple who was playing chess couldn't help laughing, only Apacha was full of surprise: "Wow, it's amazing, Apacha wants to see it too!" ”

"Oh, Kanyi, that's fake in the movie, but there is no such qigong in reality." Miyu of Fenglin Temple, who happened to serve tea and snacks to everyone, couldn't help but cover her mouth and explained to Shirahama Kanichi.

The male-faced rebel ghost Zhixu slapped his forehead with a generous palm, and couldn't help but laugh: "Boy, are you really a high school student?" ”

"Ahem, it's good for young people to have imagination." Misaki Temple Qiu Yu touched his proud mustache and made a round.

"Stupid... Egg. Half of her graceful figure suddenly hung down from the ceiling, and Kasaka Shiyu said with an expressionless face, and then shrank back.

was unanimously ridiculed by the masters, and Shirahama Kanichi suddenly blushed: "Who said no, I obviously met it yesterday!" ”

"Qiu Yu, is your training weight too much today, Xiao Qian's mind seems to be a little unconscious." Ma Jianxing asked with a worried expression.

"Strange, it shouldn't be, today's weight is obviously just right." The autumn rain of Cape Yue Temple looked serious and lowered his head to think.

"I'm telling the truth!!"

Kanichi Shirahama suddenly went crazy and said what he encountered yesterday.

"Oh, did you stop the van with one hand?" A huge hand stretched out from behind Kanichi Shirahama, took a cup of tea and took a sip, and the visitor said thoughtfully.

"Wow, Elder, don't suddenly appear behind me, okay!"

Miyu of Fenglin Temple looked at Shirahama Kaneyi with concern: "Kanichi, you're not injured, are you?" Why didn't you say it earlier? ”

"Ah, it's okay Miyu, didn't I say it, that car didn't touch me at all."

"Ahem, Kanyi, your rest time is over, hurry up and let me go over and continue cultivating, this time I will have to stand for an hour." The autumn rain of Cape Temple interrupted the conversation, and the color said.

Shirahama Kanichi immediately let out a miserable howl: "You demon mustache. ”

"Go!"

After Shirahama Kanichi reluctantly walked into the courtyard, and Miwa of Fenglin Temple also went down to continue to do housework, several masters in the room were silent for a while.

"At that level, it's not something that ordinary martial artists can do." Pouring down a glass of wine, the ghost hiccuped and said first.

"Apacha can do it, Apacha can fly with one punch." Apcha, who kept stuffing snacks into his mouth, said vaguely.

"Hey, Apacha don't eat it all, leave me some wine."

"I don't think there is such a martial artist in the neighborhood, and he is a young man who is not a few years older than Kendai, and I have never heard of anyone like it." Ma Jianxing straightened the hat on his head and thought.

The burly, giant-like "Invincible Superman", Elder Liangshanbo Fenglin Temple Hayato sat cross-legged on the ground, stroked the white beard and spoke: "Don't make a fuss, maybe it's just a passing martial artist." But I've heard that there's been a nice young man over there in the past two years. ”

"Oh, are the elders worried that something is wrong with them?" Qiu Yu of Cape Temple picked up the teacup and took a sip: "But in terms of their style, they shouldn't be eyeing the current Xiao Qian." ”

"Heh, the soldiers will cover the water and cover the earth, the movement over there has never stopped, there is nothing to worry about." As the number one master in the world, Hayato of Fenglin Temple is arrogant, and he is not afraid of the possible threat of "darkness", and he turned his head to Shirahama Kanichi, who was working hard to carry a weight in the courtyard: "It's just that I feel a little emotional when I see the energetic teenager." ”

"Isn't the elder trying to take Kanichi as an inner disciple?" The face of the autumn rain of the Cape Temple was straight, and the inner disciples were not as casual as they are now, but the Taoist teaching.

"It's still early, let's watch it for a while, and Kanichi is not ready to step into this world now." The Hayato of Fenglin Temple waved his hand, and the current Shirahama Kanichi, although he got along well with the people of Liangshanbo, he had not really been recognized by them.

"Disciple or something, it's too troublesome, I don't accept discipleship." The rebel said disapprehantly.

Misaki Yue Temple Qiu Yu squinted at the duplicitous man: "Yes, it wasn't just who took the initiative to teach Kanichi Karate skills yesterday. ”

"Yesterday, yesterday was just a whim, by the way, didn't I say it, yesterday was my birthday, give it away for free!" The malevolent face of the rebel ghost Zhixu was unexpectedly shy, and even the scar on his face turned red, and he roared angrily.

"Ear... It's red! ”

"When did you come down from Shiyu?"

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Chinatown, where the Chinese population lives in Japan, has a traditional Chinese style of architecture on both sides of the street, which is very different from the modern buildings in the city, but most of the pedestrians on the street are dressed in modern clothes, and only a few people wear ancient costumes such as cheongsam and horse coats. Most of the shops on both sides of the street are restaurants such as "Ma Kee Wonton", "Sichuan Flavor Building", and "Gangji Barbecued Pork", but there are also other types of shops such as clothing stores, furniture stores, and jewelry stores.

Ye Ye strolled down the street, his eyes swept over the signboards of each storefront, searching for his target.

"Well, Kaiyuan foot bath, I found it."

After seeing the huge neon sign, Ye Ye smiled slightly and walked towards this "Kaiyuan Foot Bath" - a building on the side.

The door was closed tightly, Ye Ye stepped forward and knocked on the door, but there was no response.

"Alas!"

With a light sigh, Ye Ye bent his fingers again and knocked hard, and the door made of heavy wood wrapped in iron sheet outside exploded, and the fragments cracked and sputtered inward, and suddenly there were several miserable howls in the building.

"Bastard, who dares to come here to make trouble?"

After a puff of smoke and dust, several black/Taoist elements rushed out angrily with their weapons.

"Little brute, are you making trouble?"

After looking at the scene, a bald man led by him drew a dagger and walked towards Ye Ye menacingly, looking like he didn't intend to listen to his explanation at all.

"In these years, there are always people who make a mistake, and they have to be beaten to speak well."

Ye Ye snorted a little distressedly, and flicked his right arm to meet it.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Without using any martial arts, or using too much force, Ye Ye smashed over with one punch like an ordinary thug fighting, and soon knocked several men present to the ground.

Hastily!

Suddenly, there was a sound of wind above his head, and a figure catapulted down from the second floor, raising his whistling legs and kicking towards Ye Ye's head.

Tan legs?

Ye Ye raised his hand idly, and suddenly the person came unsteadily and fell to the side, who knew that this person's kung fu was not bad, and he quickly readjusted his center of gravity in mid-air, changed his moves smoothly, and kicked Ye Ye several times again.

I don't know how to advance or retreat!

A trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes, Ye Ye stretched out his hand and grabbed it, his five fingers firmly grasped the opponent's ankle like an iron ring, and with a slight force, there was a crisp sound of muscle fibers bursting in his palm, and at the same time, a scream sounded in his ears.

Casually throwing aside this foot martial artist who had lost one leg, Ye Ye spoke lazily: "Now, can you tell me, where is the practice of Qingjiao?" ”

This name is the purpose of Ye Ye's trip, and it is also the goal of this mission. Lian Qingjiao is a master of the Black Dragon and White Tiger Gate, and once killed the only son of a Chinese tycoon in a jealousy battle, with the huge power of the Black Dragon and White Tiger Gate in China, the rich man could only swallow his anger. But not long ago, Lian Qingjiao was sent out to Japan to expand his power, and after the rich man learned the news, he asked for contact with "darkness" at the cost of half of his net worth and promulgated this murder mission, and Ye Ye was just about to come to Japan, and he took it after seeing it.

In the face of Ye Ye's questioning, no one present answered, the rules of the Black Dragon and White Tiger Gate were strict, and the betrayer died.

Click!

Simply stepping on the thigh of a man under his feet, Ye Ye yawned and asked again: "Has anyone answered?" ”

There was still silence.

Click!

"Did anyone answer?"

Silent.

Click! Click!

"Where?"

Silent.

Click! Click! Click!

When he got to the back, Ye Ye didn't bother to move his mouth, and stepped on them one by one unhurriedly, if it wasn't accompanied by constant screams, it would be quite rhythmic.

"Stop, stop, don't step on it anymore!"

Finally, someone couldn't help it, and a crying voice sounded.

"Oh, then please tell me this answer." Ye Ye looked at the pale-faced man with a smile, dangling his feet above his crotch.

"Lian, Master Lian Qingjiao went to the Reverse Scale Hotel, and a while ago we had a brother who was injured by someone there." The man stammered in reply, his hands clutching his crotch tightly.

"Reverse Scale Hotel, thank you!" Ye Ye retracted his foot, turned around and walked out of this stronghold full of wounded.