"Huh?" Shifting his gaze from the Japanese slave warrior who was still drunk and wielding a scimitar, Yang Lei turned his head to look at Bai Yanzhang and said disapprehantly: "What is the background, let's talk about it." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"There is a background, and it's not easy." Bai Yanzhang said: "This guy's name is Kimura Taku, an intermediate samurai officially appointed by the Hongkou Dojo of the Japanese Empire last year, but his main research is not in swordsmanship, but in judo......"

"Oh?" Hearing this, Yang Lei couldn't help but turn his eyes to look at Kimura Taku in the center of the hall, as we all know, the men of the Japanese Empire are generally low, but this person is different, Yang Lei visually examines that even if this guy is stepping on that pair of thick-bottomed clogs now, his net height is now at least more than one meter eight, and he also found a detail, that is, there are red and swollen traces at the position of the elbow bone of Kimura Taku's left wrist.

He knows that most judoka, before becoming famous, will hit the plank with their bare hands all year round, in order to stimulate the strength of the arms and wrists, and wait until the practice reaches a certain level, before they can carry out a strong attack on objects at close range, as we all know, it is difficult to destroy people or objects without enough buffer distance, but judo is a very confrontational competitive sport, which emphasizes the mastery of the martial artist's skills, rather than the contrast of strength, so to a large extent it makes up for this.

For high-ranking samurai, the standard of their daily training was to crush the planks at a distance of three centimeters, and the planks had to be equal to the distance.

In other words, at a distance of three centimeters, it is necessary to break a three-centimeter thick plank, and of course, if you choose to increase the buffer distance to facilitate the accumulation, the thickness of the plank will also vary with the buffer distance, so that the difficulty of the samurai will not change in the fundamental sense.

This detail also shows that the other party is indeed a self-demanding judo warrior.

"According to what the tavern owner said just now, Takushi Kimura has been a regular here for a while, often coming here for drinks in the afternoon or late at night, and besides, there is a strange place." Bai Yanzhang glanced at the knife in his hand and said, "Every time he comes here, he must carry this knife with him and never leave his body." ”

"A man who practices judo is inseparable from the katana...... There's got to be something going on here! ”

Hearing Yang Lei's words, Bai Yanzhang smiled, and then said lightly: "You can also see it." That's right, last month, a number of ancient martial arts families in Shangjing jointly held a huge martial arts exchange competition, mainly for the ancient martial arts of China and the bushido of the Japanese slave country, and Kimura Takushi was one of the members of the delegation sent to China by the Japanese slave empire. ”

"This is the rhythm that will make Guwu and Bushido duel?" Yang Lei couldn't help but sneer at the so-called martial arts exchange, didn't he know that this kind of exchange meeting on the surface to promote the development of martial arts between the two sides, most of the cases are in the ring, of course, it does not rule out the possibility that the Japanese slave empire wants to pick quarrels and provoke trouble, after all, this kind of exchange mode Yang Lei is not the first time I have heard of it, in Huaxia, almost every three or five years, there are Japanese slave delegations that come to kick the hall in the name of bringing the two sides closer to each other and promoting cultural exchanges.

This situation is like the quadrennial Olympic Games between countries before the Storm War, and although the slogan of promoting sportsmanship is hung, the possibility of showing the strength of each country in front of the media is not ruled out.

From ancient times to the present, the Uno Empire has been known as the "country of judo", and as a unique subject of Uno martial arts, judo has also evolved and developed from jiu-jitsu, in which judo means "gentle way".

This gentle way of doing so probably originated from jiu-jitsu, an ancient technique of bare-handed combat by Japanese samurai.

Judo, which wins athletic competitions by throwing opponents to the ground, is the only sport in the Olympics that allows the use of means such as suffocation or twisting joints to subdue opponents.

Obviously, the strength of the Japanese slave empire is not in Guwu but in judo, and it is precisely this that Takuto Kimura missed again and again in yesterday's game, and finally fell behind in the score with a large gap, and lost face.

If it was replaced by a martial arts opponent who was rarely famous in Huaxia Kingdom, it would be okay, but he was annoyed that it was actually a woman who won his own battle, and I heard that the woman was actually a student at a certain military academy......

A student in school, a girl who has not yet graduated, can overcome him who has been practicing judo for several years, how can Taku Kimura not be angry? Therefore, the more he thought about it in the afternoon, the more angry Takuya Kimura became, and he came to this tavern with the characteristics of his hometown again to raise a glass and drink.

"You must not have imagined that in yesterday's game, it was the ancient martial arts family who sent someone to defeat Taku Kimura." Bai Yanzhang said mysteriously.

"Needless to say, it must be the Tang Clan, right?"

Yang Lei thought that in Shangjing, in addition to the Tang family with Tang Yi as the suzerain, the well-known Guwu clan was left with Shangguan, although the Dongfang family and the Ouyang family were also among them, but the attention of these two in recent years was obviously no longer on Guwu.

Needless to say, Dongfang Shuo is bent on long-term development in the military world, and since the Ouyang family colluded with the shadow organization to try to steal the Phantom Mecha technology some time ago, the clan has long been notorious in Shangjing, and has shifted its focus to the business world to focus on overseas counterpart trade.

Moreover, in this kind of high-profile event, if the Ouyang family competes with the Japanese slave empire again, it will inevitably be mentioned by those in the know about that disgraceful incident, so what if they win the game?

But now after looking at Bai Yanzhang's smiling and silent appearance, Yang Lei couldn't help but be surprised: "Is it difficult...... Is it the Shangguan family? ”

"That's right!" Bai Yanzhang smiled at him, and then said, "Then you can guess now, who was sent by the Shangguan family yesterday?" I'll make sure you can't guess, but ...... bold guess."

Looking at Yang Lei, who was silent and seemed to be thinking hard, Bai Yanzhang originally wanted to give him a hint, but unexpectedly, after hearing his last sentence, this guy said the correct answer without thinking.

"Is it Shangguan Feiyan?"

Seeing Bai Yanzhang nodding by default, Yang Lei couldn't help but exclaim: "It's really her?!" I knew that this woman was definitely not easy to mess with, but fortunately I didn't take advantage of her danger in the first place. ”

"What? Could it be that you still have some inextricable relationship with the golden flower of the Shangguan family? Bai Yanzhang couldn't help but be interested, and said: "In the past few years, the Shangguan family has continued to adhere to the ancient martial essence of their ancestors on the surface, but in fact, they have been forced to focus on the field of commerce and trade because of the reality, but the old man Shangguan has lost his kidneys, and in the early years, his wife failed to add a male to him after several births, but it was his youngest daughter Shangguan Feiyan, who was famous for her domineering, who chose the path of martial arts and persevered. ”

"The current Shangguan family can really be described as yin and yang......"

Hearing this, the corners of Yang Lei's mouth couldn't help but smile slightly.

And at this time, after Takushi Kimura played a few sets of incomprehensible knife techniques like drunken fists, he seemed to be a lot more sober, I saw him shake his head, came to the two of them, and held the bright katana in his hand, the tip of the knife pointed directly at Bai Yanzhang's eyebrows, due to the paralyzing effect of alcohol, at this time his tongue was rolling, and forcibly calmed down: "You ...... Guy with no quality, how dare you...... Fight me?! ”

At the mention of the word quality, Bai Yanzhang couldn't help frowning, his eyes shot two cold lights, and he looked directly at the tip of the knife, revealing a fearlessness that was completely different from others.

In the vast Huaxia, how can a visitor from the land of projectiles be allowed to be presumptuous? In the dignified Beijing, how can you tolerate a drunkard's disrespectful words?

Immediately, he was about to fight, but before he could take a step forward, he was stopped by Yang Lei's cross-chested chest.

"Let me come!" (To be continued.) )