Looking at the people who pounced, Li Qingyuan was a little speechless, feeling that he had not entered the martial arts hall, but entered the hall of the underworld, should this old man surnamed Zhou be so shameless?

Putting away his floating thoughts, Li Qingyuan reacted quickly, grabbed the arm of the person who pounced first with one hand, turned sideways slightly, and directly knocked this guy away, and knocked the two people to the ground.

With a flick of his hand, he slammed the person away, turned his footsteps, let go of the attack of one person, and used the Japanese word punch. In just three or two strokes, several people have all fallen to the ground.

"Papapa......" Thin and loud applause rang out in the courtyard.

Li Qingyuan turned his head and looked, his eyes narrowed, it was the person who beat Lu Kun this morning.

"Good skills, worthy of being a disciple of Jeet Kune Do. The man said and walked over.

"You're the guy who went to beat people in the university town this morning?" asked Li Qingyuan.

"It's me. The man nodded.

"Who instructed you to go?" asked Li Qingyuan.

"No one commands me, and no one can instruct me. He shook his head.

"Do you know Lu Kun?" asked Li Qingyuan again.

"I've never met, and I don't know each other in my life. He replied.

"Then why did you hit him and hit him so hard?" Li Qingyuan said angrily.

"He deserves it!" he said lightly.

"You deserve it?" Li Qingyuan laughed angrily, "Then I beat you up today, and you deserve it?"

"As long as you can beat me. The man said noncommittally.

"You're not my opponent," Li Qingyuan shook his head, "especially if you're still practicing karate." ”

"You dare to look down on karate?" the man was furious.

"It's not a disdain, but a fact," Li Qingyuan said lightly, "It's just a show." ”

"Fancy shelf?" the man laughed angrily, "Jeet Kune Do is not a fancy?"

"Jeet Kune Do is a real kung fu, you can't win in karate," Li Qingyuan shook his head, "Not only karate, but also taekwondo, judo, etc., you can't win." ”

"!" the man roared, "I'm going to challenge you!"

"I'm not interested," Li Qingyuan shook his head again, "You are not my opponent, and what I want to challenge must be the strongest person in this martial arts hall." ”

"I'm the strongest! I'll fight you!" the man said coldly.

"A martial arts hall, the strongest should be the hall owner, are you the hall owner?" Li Qingyuan said disdainfully.

"The Pavilion Master is not my opponent," the man squinted at him, "I'm better than the Pavilion Master, so I'll fight you." ”

"Do you really want to fight me?" Li Qingyuan sighed, "I'm afraid you'll get hurt." ”

"Fart!" the man snorted, "You're the only one who gets hurt." ”

"If you want to fight me, it's not impossible, but you have to tell me, why did you want to attack Lu Kun?" Li Qingyuan said in a deep voice.

"He should fight, who made him insult and look down on karate. The man snorted.

"How do you know he's insulting karate? Li Qingyuan frowned.

"Of course, someone told me," the man glanced at him, "I won't tell you who it is, I just want to tell you that those who insult us karate deserve to be beaten." ”

"Very well, I have to teach you a lesson for what you said today. ”

"It's up to you?" the man snorted disdainfully, "I can't do it here, go to the courtyard." ”

Li Qingyuan nodded, crossed the person on the ground, and followed the person to the courtyard.

The martial arts hall covers a large area, and it looks like a modern building on the outside, but it is antique on the inside. It is said to be a courtyard, more like a living room, the site is very large, and it is all log floors, with a layer on top of the head.

"Saburo Ota, didn't you ask?" the man bowed and gave a formal opening greeting.

"You don't deserve to know my name, let's talk about it after you win!" Li Qingyuan rolled up his sleeves and said.

Saburo Ota blushed with anger in his eyes, he stopped the others who were about to step forward, took a deep breath, and took a karate stance.

"This is your territory, I'm a guest, let you make two moves!" Li Qingyuan hooked his finger at him, "Let's shoot!"

"Drink!" Saburo Ota was not polite, and with a loud shout, he rushed up.

Li Qingyuan didn't rush to fight back, while dodging, he observed Ota Saburo's shooting habits and pace, and stimulated him with words, "Too weak, too weak." ”

"The punch is unsteady, and you don't have the strength, are you doing karate?"

"Empty fist, empty fist, or empty fist, do you have fun with the air?"

Li Qingyuan's words, the irritated Ota Saburo's eyes were full of anger, and he shot faster and faster, and more and more ruthlessly, but Li Qingyuan was more slippery than a loach, and he didn't let him get close at all.

I have to say that this Japanese named Saburo Ota is indeed stronger in karate than Xiao Yang.

The speed of the shot, the strength of the fist, the control of the rhythm, the adjustment of the direction, etc., are all much stronger than Xiao Yang, and the most important thing is that he has more practical experience than Xiao Yang.

But so what? When Li Qingyuan hadn't yet interpreted Jeet Kune Do, he was able to beat Xiao Yang down with one punch, and now that he has interpreted Jeet Kune Do, how could he not be a Japanese?

You must know that Li Qingyuan can reach the level of Bruce Lee at this time, the difference is just experience and awareness, but his physical fitness is stronger than Bruce Lee, and there is no suspense in this battle at all.

"I've made you a few moves, it's time for me to make a move!" Li Qingyuan said in a low voice, Ota Saburo's fist rushed over, and when he was about to hit Li Qingyuan's body, Ota Saburo suddenly changed his move.

Turning his fist into a palm, Ota Saburo had a ruthless hand knife, and he was about to hit Li Qingyuan's vital point.

"Ahta!"

Seeing that this blow was about to make a contribution, Ota Saburo didn't have time to rejoice, when he heard a strange roar from Li Qingyuan, and then he felt a pain in his chest, his eyes were dark, and he was directly unconscious.

And the other people in the martial arts hall only saw Li Qingyuan knock Ota Saburo down with one punch, and they were immediately shocked, and they surrounded them one after another, and they rescued Ota Saburo with all hands and feet.

"Damn the Shina people, give them all to me!" One of them, the Japanese, saw the miserable appearance of Ota Saburo's bleeding mouth and nose, and shouted and led people to rush forward.

Li Qingyuan's eyes were cloudy, and he showed no mercy in the face of those who rushed up.

He was already very strong, and under the ruthlessness in his heart, these people were either beaten away, or their hands or feet were broken, and it was only a moment's effort, and there was no one on the field who could stand.

Li Qingyuan shook his head, walked in front of Ota Saburo, squatted down, grabbed this guy's collar, and slapped more than a dozen times frantically before he woke up Ota Saburo.

"I'm asking you, who instructed you?" asked Li Qingyuan in a low voice.

"Insulting karate...... Ahh

Li Qingyuan didn't wait for Ota Saburo to finish speaking, stepped on the fingers of this guy's left hand, and kept rubbing them, and after a while, Ota Saburo's hand became unshapely.

Ten fingers are connected to the heart, not to mention that Li Qingyuan is still rotating the soles of his shoes, and Ota Saburo's aching throat is hoarse.

"Ask you again, what is it ......?"

"Let him go!" a deep voice came from behind him.

Li Qingyuan felt a pressure and had to let go of his hand, stand up, and look at the comer.

"Who are you?"

"My name: Oyamada Sa!"