Karate (からてどう/Karatedou).

Originated from the Chinese boxing method formed in ancient Ryukyu and later Japan, originated in the Tang Dynasty of China, and was brought back to Japan by Japanese martial arts propagators to perfect it. Now it is a kind of martial art that is popular in the world, as long as it is a martial art, then it will definitely have its forbidden killing moves, and no one will be stupid enough to ignore it and look down on it.

His eyes were fixed, Zhang Wei raised his spirit, a fist was clenched, and he leaned forward, just when everyone thought that he was going to rush towards Yamamoto Zuoki, who was kicking, he suddenly retreated sharply, as if he was afraid of Yamamoto Zuomu, and did not dare to confront him head-on.

It's better to be scared than to be afraid!

All battle strategies pay attention to a momentum, such as a tiger descending a mountain, an eagle spreading its wings, an earth-shattering shot, and never stop without completely hitting the enemy.

Before fighting and retreating, Zhang Wei's behavior was puzzling, and he lost the opportunity at the beginning.

Whew!

At the same time as Zhang Wei retreated, Yamamoto Zuomu rushed in front of him, this kick almost hit the tip of his nose, and the wind on his cheeks blew his cheeks, and it was cold.

"Good Zuo Mu! Kill him! ”

This kick that almost scratched the tip of Zhang Wei's nose made the group of Japanese excited, and they couldn't control their emotions and couldn't help but stir, and some shouted.

"Mr. Tang, come on!" Behind the door, Xiao Cui clenched her fists and stared at the courtyard, so nervous that she clenched her teeth without realizing it, and muttered softly.

Call! Call!

Yamamoto Zuomu kicked one after another, he was like a wolf rushing down from a snowy mountain, his face was hideous, and the two rows of white teeth were terrifying. He was disdainful of Zhang Wei, it was his pain that he couldn't meet him on the boat, and Yamamoto Kiya's sentence "You are not his opponent" is still imprinted in his mind, and he wants to take this opportunity to trample Zhang Wei under his feet and let that sentence pass away from his heart.

Bang!

Yamamoto Mulang also arrived, he punched Zhang Wei's brain with great speed and was slapped away by Zhang Wei, but he was unwilling, and continued to step forward and punched him again. On the boat, Zhang Wei grabbed his palm and faced Zhang Wei in a humiliating way, that was a humiliation that he still can't wash away, he wanted to borrow the power of Yamamoto Zuomu, he wanted to find an opportunity to trample Zhang Wei on his feet, he wanted Zhang Wei to climb down in front of him in a more humiliating way.

Both of them had "prejudices" against Zhang Weishen, so they joined hands without hesitation. Fists came and went, wanting to trample Zhang Wei under their feet, they scrambled to attack Zhang Wei, desperately.

For a while, Zhang Wei was in danger, the kick almost kicked his head, the chopping hand almost slashed his face, and the punch almost hit his heart.

Yamamoto Zuomu and Yamamoto Mulang couldn't be more aggressive, the real interpretation of what is the real ruthless move, "one hit kills" was completely shown by them on Zhang Wei.

Upper kick, middle kick, upper and middle punch.

is completely different from the bridge in the game, the moves of the two are all ruthless, no matter how they shoot, they all hit the vital points of Zhang Wei's body.

Kick the brain, split the face, top the heart, and kick the lower body. The two of them attacked Zhang Wei frantically, like a beast in spring, every time they saw that punch or kick almost hit Zhang Wei, they could be very excited, and it promoted the offensive motivation of the two, and the next blow became more violent.

Like a small boat in the deep sea, constantly interspersed between the left and right of the two, Zhang Wei wants to fall down and get up, every minute of his life seems to be extremely dangerous, he seems to be about to capsize at any time, and then toss in the wind and waves, sinking in the sea of fists and feet, and being impacted.

A gust of winter wind swept by, the flowers and plants in the yard bent over, everyone's hair moved slightly, under the winter sun, the winter breeze was cool and clear, but everyone was in a state of extreme tension, blood filled their brains, no one absorbed and felt.

The people on Yamamoto's side all blushed, seeing that Yamamoto Zuomu and Yamamoto Mulang forced Zhang Wei to be embarrassed, these people bared their teeth and danced their claws. Every punch from these two people can make them look forward to it, and Zhang Wei's every step makes them curse fiercely, why is this person not a little slow? ! They seemed to have taken stimulant drugs, and even imagined the two people in the field as themselves, and they couldn't exert a force on the side, and they couldn't blow it over in one breath, helping the two of them to knock Zhang Wei down immediately.

Behind the door, Xiao Cui's heart that had already been mentioned was also mentioned to the highest place, Zhang Wei's danger was no different from her own, looking at Zhang Wei's not tall body interspersed, moving sideways, retreating, her heart was also interspersed, moving sideways, retreating, every time that figure was almost hit, her heart seemed to be hit, and her breathing would stop for a short time, and the whole person was shocked and twitched.

To say that the calmest among them is Zhang Wei, he is like a grass in the field, always able to play with the waist in time when the wind comes, and can get up in time when the wind passes; Like a tenacious Xiaoqiang, every time when he was about to fall, it seemed that another force came from nowhere, and then he miraculously passed another level.

From the beginning to the present, his face has not changed in the slightest, even when the foot almost shaved the tip of his nose, he is still calm, others are thrilled to see, and the blood is boiling, but he has settled into it, no one notices, he began to slightly Zou eyebrows are slowly relaxing, and there is beginning to become shiny.

"Fuck you, bastard! See where else you can retreat! ”

Finally, seeing that Zhang Wei had almost retreated to the eaves of the private room, he was about to retreat and had no way to retreat, Yamamoto Zuomu opened his mouth excitedly, revealing his white teeth again, between the two rows of teeth, a trace of saliva was connected, his whole eyes narrowed, and there was the same as him, that is, Yamamoto Mulang who cooperated with him, he felt that the humiliation on the boat that day finally had a chance to get it today.

Whew!

The fists and feet whistled in the wind, and they all sent out the most powerful blow like Zhang Wei, this blow used all their strength, under the sun, the two of them looked particularly excited and hideous, they seemed to have seen that in their simultaneous blow, Zhang Wei was knocked away by them and spit blood.

"Huh!"

didn't know that Zhang Wei smiled at this moment, his smile was very disrespectful but very sunny, but in this kind of duel, Yamamoto Zuomu and Yamamoto Mulang felt inexplicable and weird, they thought that it might not be good, and indeed as they expected, their fantasy failed to come true, and their excitement was extinguished at once.

In their sight, the smile showed that Zhang Wei was like a lotus in a pond suddenly rushed out of the water, he who had been dodging suddenly stopped retreating, a lunge up, like slow but fast to the extreme, the next moment I don't know what happened to the road, Yamamoto Zuomu kicked by Zhang Wei on the shoulder, he somehow leaned under his legs, realizing that he was very bad, he showed a trace of panic, and the next moment his worry was confirmed.

"Ahh

Like a sandbag, Yamamoto Zuomu suddenly flew out, flying upside down from the place where he could give Zhang Wei a fatal blow at any time, before he reached the ground, he couldn't help but scream loudly, his hands tightly covered his lower body, his face was so painful that he couldn't hurt anymore, the muscles on his neck exploded, and the cold sweat of the bean burst out, he had been trying to kick Zhang Wei where he didn't kick, but his own was hit hard by Zhang Wei's punch, and he kept rolling when he landed, wailing, killing pigs.

Seeing Yamamoto Sagi flying away, Yamamoto Kirou showed a trace of horror, at this time he remembered the beast-like feeling that Zhang Wei gave him on the boat that day, at this time, he seemed to feel it again, and he couldn't help but want to retreat.

However, everything was too late, his empty punch was withdrawn and just hit, Zhang Wei's head turned around, and Zhang Wei's eyes saw that he seemed to have been scraped by a pair of ice blades, and the whole person had a feeling of collapse, and then, he saw a hand change shape, suddenly became an eagle claw, and grabbed at him that punch, and the next moment he had already grabbed his hand.

The frightened face became even more obvious, and the feeling of mountains and canyons suddenly appeared, and slowly turned into heaven and hell.

The grabbed hand seemed to be trapped in a large pair of pliers, and Yamamoto Mulang seemed to have returned to the moment when he was grabbed by Zhang Wei's palm on the boat that day, and a strong force came from within, and his hand was involuntarily deformed and painful!

Zhang Wei's free right hand also moved, and Yamamoto Kiro immediately roared like Yamamoto Zuomu. Presumably, Uncle Long couldn't have imagined that the eagle claw skills he displayed in front of Zhang Wei at random in Longhu Mountain that day were now concocted by Zhang Wei in the same way and used perfectly against the enemy.

If Wu wants to enter the Tao, it doesn't mean that Wu is a part of the Tao, or that Wu itself is the Tao. Ten thousand laws are one, this is the Tao that Zhang Wei knows, he has been understanding and interpreting, Uncle Long's martial arts were allowed by him into his Dao, and his external skills were not very good, so he used his internal skills to send out this move.

"Ahh

Yamamoto Kiro's wail did not press on Yamamoto Sagi at all, and five blood-red fingerprints appeared on his face, and blood gushed from above, terrifying and terrifying.