Chapter 61: The Hong Family's Iron Fist, a fiasco!
When Shui Henan saw the iron ring on the tailor's hand, he reacted instantly, over the years, the penetration of the Japanese into China can be called pervasive, especially for the martial arts world, and the boxing techniques of various schools are like a number of treasures. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ ο½ο½ο½ο½
"You know me?"
"Humph! You'll know if you've beaten it! Pick me up first! β
It is not unusual for the tailor to see that Shui He Nan recognized his boxing skills, after all, he is wearing an iron ring on his hand, which is too easy to recognize, but listening to his tone, he seems to know himself, and he can't help but be very strange, but Shui He Nan did not say it explicitly, but directly hit the tailor with a simple long fist.
The tailor didn't care about Shui Henan's fluttering punch, and he also met it with one punch, but before the two punches touched, Shui Henan had already changed his moves halfway, and when he saw his body turn, he avoided the tailor's heavy punch and attacked directly to the middle.
The tailor's reaction was not slow, and seeing this, he hurriedly retracted his fist and defended himself, blocking Mizukawa's blow with the iron ring on his wrist.
"Hey, hey! The Hong family's iron fist, but that's it! β
Mizukawa Man chuckled, stepped forward again, he didn't fight hard with the tailor, but every time the tailor's heavy punch was close, he gently avoided it, and at the same time, taking advantage of the tailor's slow turn, he kept taking the middle lane and attacking his chest.
After a while, the tailor was a punch in the chest and abdomen because he was a step slower to defend himself, and he staggered back two steps before he stood still, although it was not heavy, but after all, it was only the beginning, and it added up to a lot.
It's not a way to go on like this, Huo Tingen on the sidelines, the fried ghost and the coolie are all clenched with their fists and nervous.
And on the field, the tailor wearing a heavy iron ring on his wrist, every punch is powerful, open and close, but it also makes his flexibility greatly reduced, slightly clumsy, at this time in the face of the dexterous, light and changeable attack of Mizuga Nan, he fell into an absolute disadvantage for a while!
"This sucks!"
"How?"
The fried ghost whispered with a solemn face, which made Huo Tingen next to him can't help but ask, he has insufficient realm vision, and he only knows that the usual tailor is superb, but today he is completely out of state, and he doesn't know the specific reason.
"This Japanese has a deep study of the Hongjia iron fist, you see, every time the tailor just made a move, he already knew the reality of this punch, and made a dodge action in advance, this is by no means a temporary reaction, but he has already eaten the Hong family iron fist."
The fried ghost kept explaining the situation on the field to Huo Tingen, but suddenly Mizukawa Nan changed his move, completely ignoring the heavy punch that the tailor hit him in the chest, but directly stepped forward, hit the tailor's chest with both fists, and flew it out fiercely, and the punch that the tailor hit him in the chest was like a breeze blowing willows, which had no effect on him!
"You! Burst! How do you know that this punch is a false move!? β
The tailor, who fell heavily on the ground and kept vomiting blood, asked Mizuga Nan with a face full of disbelief.
It is said that the authorities are fascinated, and sure enough, the fried ghost has already seen that Shui Henan is very familiar with his Hongjia iron fist, but the tailor doesn't know it, even if he falls into the disadvantage, he only thinks that it is because of the boxing method, and he doesn't think of anything else.
"How do I know? Hahaha! surnamed Hong, I didn't expect that twenty years later, you are still so naΓ―ve. β
Looking at the tailor with a pale face, Mizukawa couldn't hide the banter in his eyes, and said mercilessly,
"As early as twenty years ago, my Great Japanese Empire got the boxing book of the Hong family's iron wire fist, why do you think I would know?"
"Twenty years ago?"
The tailor muttered, his expression suddenly changed, and he asked tremblingly,
"Is that you? Twenty years ago, it was you Japanese who destroyed my Hong family? β
"Huh! Just now reacting? It's late! β
Saying that, Mizukawa Nan stepped forward step by step, and was about to kill the tailor on the spot.
"Wait!"
The fried ghost took a few steps forward, protecting the tailor behind him,
"We threw in the towel."
"Throw in the towel? Hehe, if I'm not mistaken, you signed the life and death certificate, right? How can you say that you throw in the towel? β
Mizukawa didn't care at all in the face of the hostile fried ghost, he didn't believe that the other party had the guts to dare to sneak attack him.
Sure enough, I saw the fried ghost clenching his fists, but he didn't dare to move at all, just said softly,
"We signed a life and death certificate, but that was only for the accident that happened in the competition, and now the tailor has lost, if you still want to kill the killer, it is no martial arts, intentional killing! I don't think that's what your master's invincible predecessors taught you, right? β
"Huh?"
Hearing the words of the fried ghost, Mizukawa finally restrained a lot, and even turned his head to look at Tsuchihara Quan and Hashimoto Koichi on the side, it was about his master's reputation, and he really didn't know what to do.
At this time, in his heart, he was already full of regrets, he knew that he didn't talk so much nonsense with this, if he killed the tailor directly before the fried ghost reacted, where would there be so many things?
But the matter has come to this point, and it is impossible to continue to kill the killer, after all, even if he doesn't care about the reaction of the Jingwu Sect, the four consuls watching the battle next to him will not sit idly by, so Shui Henan couldn't help but say hatefully,
"Humph! You're in luck! However, the Hong family's iron fist was originally a joke, and it had long been broken by my Great Japanese Empire, even if he was alive, it was just a burden, since you care so much about his life and death, then leave him a dog's life. β
With a mocking word, Mizuga Nan Shi Shiran returned to his camp, and proudly showed off to Huo Shiro,
"Hoshiro, I've already won, it's up to you next."
"Humph!"
Huo Shiro didn't answer, but directly stepped forward a few steps to stand still, and said simply,
"Who's coming?"
"Me!"
The fried ghost helped the seriously injured tailor back to his camp, and when he heard Hoshiro's words, he couldn't help but stand up with a solemn face.
"Shuramon, Hoshiro."
Unlike Mizuga, Hoshiro first solemnly reported his home and performed a samurai salute before putting on a posture.
"In this scene, I want to compare weapons."
Although the fried ghost is strong, most of the effort is on a stick, so in the face of the Japanese fire shiro, he had to make a request.
"Oh? Weapons? I don't know what kind of weapon you use? β
Huo Shiro was slightly surprised, but he didn't take it to heart, he was also no stranger to weapons, you know, his master's invincible most powerful is the knife technique.
Went straight to the weapon rack, the fried ghost took out a wooden stick from it and put it in his hand, and nodded secretly, although it is not as good as putting it in the hand of Jingwumen, but it is undoubtedly a high-quality product, and he can only make a living, who made his weapon a long stick, and it is not easy to carry it with him?
"Huh? It's you!? β
Huo Shiro, who has always been calm and relaxed, saw the fried ghost take a long stick from the weapon rack to make a weapon, and his face couldn't help but become ugly, the long stick that appeared at the last moment last night forced him to be embarrassed.
"Humph! Looks like you're looking for death. β
Huo Shiro, who got serious, stared at the fried ghost murderously, and he had always been not very interested in the confrontation between China and Japan, and for the first time, he moved to kill.
Among the five brothers, Huo Shiro is the most like the master invincible, almost a pure martial arts idiot, a martial arts madman, and he has no special interest in conquering China, and only thinks about practicing martial arts and fighting.
This is similar to Fumio Funakoshi, but it is more domineering than Fumio Funakoshi, Fumio Funakoshi is only dedicated to martial arts, pursuing the peak of martial arts, and is not good at actual combat, and this Hoshiro undoubtedly prefers to fight, bent on defeating all opponents, but does not care very much whether this opponent is Chinese or Japanese.
However, people in the rivers and lakes, involuntarily, since they were born as Japanese, and they are invincible apprentices, they naturally can't stay out of the matter, and before reaching Baodan, they still have to obey the orders of the military department, so they sit in Shanghai with two brothers.
Now that he has met an opponent that interests him, Huo Shiro couldn't help but become excited, and he also came to the weapon rack, and after taking out a standard katana, Huo Shiro raised his knife from afar and said to the fried ghost,
"I didn't want to kill anyone, but who let you provoke me, let me send you on your way today!" (To be continued.) )