Japan in the 80s was full of economic prosperity. The Japanese economy of this era was prosperous and very rich. The men and women on the streets all had confident looks. They staged a post-war economic miracle and dreamed of being able to break free from American control with a booming economy.

At this time, these Showa warriors would never have imagined that just twenty years later, the Japanese of the Heisei generation would completely sink. The signing of the Plaza Accord also meant the complete submission of the Japanese.

Chen Mo, who knew what would happen next, sneered a few times at the high-spirited Japanese on the street, first went to the clothing store to change his clothes, and then summoned a taxi and headed towards the fluctuating dojo.

Long is an orphan who grew up under the care of his master Gangquan since he was a child. And his lifelong goal is to constantly break through himself and challenge stronger opponents.

At this time, Long had inherited the dojo of his master Gangquan, and he himself had many admirers because of his strength and handsomeness. In addition to those who wanted to study with him as a teacher in the dojo, many women walked around the dojo all day screaming and shouting his name.

Japanese women only look at men at three o'clock. The first is strength, which is money. The second is the face, which is common all over the world. The third point is fame, the higher the fame, the more attractive it is. Each of those sumo wrestlers who weigh hundreds of pounds has an exceptionally beautiful wife, which is the truest embodiment of this.

When Chen Mo walked into the dojo wearing leather shoes, many Japanese students who were practicing immediately shouted in dissatisfaction and asked Chen Mo to take off his shoes, because the shoes would stain the dojo.

"Where's Long? Let him out. Chen Mo looked around at the dojo, looked up at the plaque of the Wind Forest Volcano hanging directly above, and then asked in a deep voice.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead. A handsome young man in a white karate suit with a three-and-seven-point hair, which was very popular in the eighties and nineties, stood up with a sneer. In his opinion, this is another fool who doesn't know whether to live or die to challenge Long and wants to make a name for himself. Ever since Ryu became the World Fighting Championship, he has been around almost every day.

The handsome guy stopped those angry disciples, shook his hair vigorously at the many men and women looking at the dojo outside, stepped forward and came to Chen Mo, and looked at Chen Mo with disdain, "If you want to challenge Master Long, you are not qualified enough, defeat me first." ”

'Bang!' Chen Mo kicked out and kicked this handsome guy in the stomach, and directly kicked him out and smashed over the entire dojo and slammed it on the wall on the other side!

"And then?!" Chen Mo roared angrily at the handsome guy who had passed out and was foaming at the mouth, and when he saw that there was no reaction, he looked at the other students.

"Baga!" A bald strong man with a sturdy body and a body as hard as a stone tendon slowly stood up, strangled his black belt hard, and then slowly walked towards Chen Mo, "This is not a place for you to go wild! Ah?!!!h

"Smack!" Chen Mo slapped the bald man out with a backhand, and there was a 1,000-80 degree rotation in mid-air, and he spurted blood and fell heavily to the ground after losing his teeth.

"Who else?!" Chen Mo roared at a group of students who were already dumbfounded.

"Takashi is not here. An elderly man walked out, and finally someone was able to face Chen Mo squarely. After bowing deeply to Chen Mo, the old man spoke, "Long is sweeping the tomb of his master Gangquan Master in Vermilion Bird City. If you want to challenge Takashi, you can wait for him to come back. ”

"It's not that simple. Chen Mo knew that the living world would not allow him to complete the task so easily. When he came here, he couldn't find Long, and if he ran to Vermilion Bird City, the ghost knew if he was still there? There were only three days in total, and Chen Mo didn't have time to waste.

Chen Mo took a deep breath, looked around at the cowering students, and then raised his head to look at the plaque hanging on the dojo.

This is an open ashram, and people from the outside can clearly see what is happening inside the ashram. The men and women were looking at what was going on inside, in confusion. They first saw Chen Mo easily defeat the people of the two dojos, and then they saw an amazing scene.

Chen Mo jumped up in the air, shook his hand and took off the plaque of the wind forest volcano hanging above the dojo.

"This is a Chinese culture, and you are not entitled to enjoy it. Chen Mo put the plaque on the ground with his backhand, and then sat cross-legged on the plaque, "If Long doesn't come to me before eight o'clock tonight to retrieve this plaque, then I will take it away." Because you don't deserve to use it. ”

Wind Forest Volcano, from Sun Tzu's Art of War. The Japanese, who copied almost all of Chinese culture, also attached great importance to Sun Tzu's Art of War. And the plaque is not only a façade for a dojo, but the reputation of the entire dojo is on the plaque. If you can't even keep the plaque of your own dojo, then this dojo will be finished.

No one chose to call the police, because it was a competition between martial artists. Once the police are called, the dojo will be ruined, and the entire martial arts world will be discredited. Because they couldn't cope with the door-to-door challenge, they chose to call the police and arrest them. This kind of dojo is not eligible to remain in the martial arts world.

The old man quickly turned around and ran backwards, he wanted to contact Long as soon as possible. Because at the moment, there are only a few hours left until eight o'clock in the evening. If the plaques are really taken away, then they are doomed.

Chen Mo sat on the plaque and closed his eyes to recuperate, he said that eight o'clock was just to add a sense of urgency to Long and let him come back as soon as possible. At the same time, he also needs to adjust his state as soon as possible, because Ryuke is the protagonist of Street Fighter, and he is definitely not a character that can be dealt with so easily.

The sky gradually darkened, and at this time, there were more and more people gathered outside the dojo. Even TV reporters with cameras on their shoulders have them.

The people in the dojo all looked nervous, and they didn't dare to breathe, and they looked at the plaque under Chen Mo's buttocks from a distance. This is the honor symbol of their dojo, and if they can't get it back, the entire dojo will be completely ruined.

As the time hand got closer to eight o'clock, the atmosphere in the dojo was already tense to the extreme. If Chen Mo really took away the plaque, these people didn't know whether they should step forward to stop it.

Chen Mo, who had been keeping his eyes closed all along, suddenly opened his eyes because he felt an unusually powerful aura coming from a distance.

He wears a red headband around his forehead and a white gibe with a black belt around his waist. The whole body is so strong that it is about to explode.

Taka, the true protagonist of the Street Fighter world.

Takashi, who had been rapidly approaching the dojo before, slowed down when approaching the dojo, and by the time he reached the door of the dojo, he was already walking at a gentle pace.

"Long. The handsome Long walked up to the wooden floor in the center of the dojo, straightened out his clothes, and bowed slowly to Chen Mo.

Chen Mo got up and took off his shoes, walked up to the wooden floor of the dojo with his socks on, and bowed slightly, "Chen Mo." ”

"Huaxia?" raised thick black eyebrows. The plaque was left by his master Gangquan, and he couldn't throw it away from his hand no matter what.

"What, there is discrimination?" Chen Mo also frowned.

"It's not. Long bowed down again and apologized, "I have great respect for the Chinese martial arts community. Here we go. ”

"Good. Chen Mo nodded slightly, and then took a deep breath.

The momentum on both of them was instantly raised, and there seemed to be an invisible space stirring around them. The dojo students watching the battle from the periphery and the ordinary citizens outside all retreated in unison.

'Smack!' The wooden plank under Chen Mo's feet shattered instantly, and his entire body was like lightning shooting towards Long!

'Bang!' the two of them threw their fists almost at the same time, slamming into each other!

Heavy punches and huge force caused the two to retreat almost at the same time. Chen Mo shook his arm vigorously, and a look of excitement appeared on his face. He hadn't tasted pain in a while. Long's strength was beyond his expectations.

Chen Mo took three steps back in succession, while Long took five steps back!

Chen Mo's strength far exceeded that of ordinary people by more than twenty times, and although Long was also super strong, he was definitely much weaker than Chen Mo in terms of strength.

There was a look of surprise on Long's face, it was the first time he had encountered someone of such strength other than the supergiant Sangilv of Russia. Even General Weijia's strength was not as strong as Chen Mo's.

Encountering such a powerful opponent, Long was not afraid but became even more excited. Suddenly jumped up, spun his legs and swept towards Chen Mo like a whirlwind.

"Whirlwind Legs!"

The air around seemed to be viscous, and the powerful rotation drove a fierce whirlwind to whizz and sweep through. It seems that it is difficult for people who are close to them to move.

Chen Mo narrowed his eyes, bowed his body slightly, and rushed towards Long.

Chen Mo swung his fist and smashed it on the arch of Long's sweeping foot with extraordinary precision!

With a loud bang, one of Long's powerful tricks, the whirlwind leg was actually broken by Chen Mo's punch!

Although Chen Mo doesn't have any stunts, his physical fitness is super strong. Both strength and agility are much more than Long. This time to break Long's whirlwind leg was completely because Chen Mo used his body to accurately hit the weakest part of the whirlwind leg at the fastest speed to break it in one fell swoop!

This requires a great deal of observation and enough strength and speed to suppress Takashi. Because as long as there is the slightest deviation, then Chen Mo will be swept into the whirlwind leg and suffer continuous blows!

Chen Mo was very confident in his strength, so he successfully broke Long's whirlwind leg!

The two of them walked back and forth like lightning on the planks of the wide avenue. The sound of fists and kicks clashing came out like a dense sonic boom. The entire floor of the dojo had been completely shattered by the two of them at this moment, revealing the concrete floor inside.

After the two of them retreated and separated, Takashi's expression was extremely serious.

He had already felt the difference in strength between himself and Chen Mo, and a look of determination flashed in his eyes in shock. He's going to use his best strength!

"Ascending Dragon Fist!"