The two of them carried out careful planning, and through the Internet, the two sorted out more than 1,000 university martial arts halls and private martial arts halls in Tokyo, and identified the fifty most famous martial arts halls.

In the preparation, Tian Hong found that Luo Yingkong was not the kind of IQ he imagined, he was very organized, and the preparation was also very meticulous.

In these three days, the two bought a fitness club in a nearby building, however, all the members of this club were dismissed by the two of them with compensation, because, the two changed this fitness club to "Jingwumen", although it was only a few days, Jingwumen was also in shape, of course, this is mainly the power of money.

Jingwumen opened in silence, there was no one to congratulate, there was not a single student, only the two main and deputy masters unveiled the red cloth covering the signboard early in the morning, and symbolically shouted a few auspicious words such as prosperous business and wide wealth.

However, the news of the opening of the Jingwumen Museum still occupies an inconspicuous position on the tofu blocks of several major media in Tokyo, and of course, this is also the position where the money was obtained.

On the morning of the tenth day of arriving in Japan, the two of them were ready to set off, and in Tian Hong's hand, they carried a plaque covered with a red cloth, the plaque was very small, seventy centimeters wide and thirty centimeters high, this size was the most suitable for carrying.

Their first target was the Judo Training Center at the University of Tokyo, a goal that the two had carefully discussed, because only universities were the easiest places to spread the word.

"Are you sure you can sweep all the martial arts halls in Japan?" In the taxi, Tian Hong suddenly asked.

"No problem!"

Luo Yingkong's white and slender fingers were inserted into his long hair, and he slowly combed back to his shoulders, revealing a smooth forehead, and between his eyebrows, he was full of strong confidence.

"Every member of the YN Authority will have some special abilities, and I'm curious, what are your abilities?" Tian Hong looked at this young man with empty eyes and said with a faint smile.

"I'm the only member of the YN Authority who doesn't use abilities." A strange and mysterious smile appeared at the corner of Luo Yingkong's mouth.

Along the way, neither of them spoke again.

The University of Tokyo is basically an open university, and when the two of them arrived outside the judo training ground, they could hear the sound of athletes falling on the mat during training. Coming to the training room, the athletes are cooperating with the coach's "standard password" and doing various training actions such as "pressure holding skills and joint skills" with each other.

Judo means "judo" in Japanese. It's the "gentle way". However, judo is not really gentle, not only is the training extremely cruel, but also very confrontational, and it can easily break the muscles and bones, as can be seen from the hard training of these students.

It was a very large training room, and in it, at least hundreds of people were training hard, and the two of them came in without attracting their attention.

"Let's go!"

Tian Hong and Luo Yingkong glanced at each other, and then walked towards a wall of the training ground, on which were written some slogans in Japanese to motivate training.

Luo Yingkong stood on the wall, squatted down, Tian Hong took out a hammer and nails from his backpack, put a towel on Luo Yingkong's shoulder, and then stepped on it and stapled the plaque to the wall.

When the two of them nailed the plaque, although many students and coaches saw it, they didn't attract special attention, they all thought that the two were repairing or something, and when Tian Hong tore off the red cloth covering it, someone immediately saw it, and they all had a shocked expression.

This expression of consternation did not last long, the training on the training ground had stopped, and hundreds of pairs of eyes looked at the plaque that was almost hanging high on the wall.

The plaque is not large, but it is black and white, unusually eye-catching, with four large characters written in Chinese: The Sick Man of East Asia.

An atmosphere of anger permeated the air.

A hundred pairs of eyes seemed to breathe fire, looking at the two young people under the plaque, these are two young people who are impressed at first sight.

One stands indifferently, calmly, and as steady as Mount Tai.

A sword like an unsheathed, sharp and sharp.

The first to go crazy was a stout student, who roared all the way towards the two of them, like a heavy tank, and his heavy body stepped on the floor, as if the ground was shaking, and the sound was terrifying.

Tian Hong stood still.

Luo Ying moved in the air, took a few steps forward, distanced himself from Tian Hong, and then, took out a red envelope from his black windbreaker, and looked at the student who roared and rushed over with a blank expression, as if he couldn't understand what he said......

Looking at Luo Yingkong's blank expression, Tian Hong couldn't help but admire his acting skills, obviously he could understand Japanese, but he had to pretend to have a blank expression.

Really!

The student who rushed over was a little embarrassed in the face of Luo Yingkong's blank and innocent expression, and stopped, resulting in the red letterhead in Luo Yingkong's hand.

The red envelope has three large black letters on it: Challenge Book.

The three-character structure stretches and bets, and the spears and tomahawks are horizontal and vertical, forming a super-easy and flowing glyph, like a sharp blade carved out of accommodating and round lines, and the killing spirit is filled between the lines.

These three words are exactly what Tian Hong wrote.

Looking at these three words, the student felt as if he had been splashed with a basin of cold water, and the impulse just now immediately disappeared.

I opened the envelope and pulled out a snow-white letterhead, and a few simple words were written on the letterhead in Japanese: Wako is the sick man of East Asia, and judo, kendo, and karate are all three-legged cat kung fu.

The letterhead is: Luo Yingkong, the master of China's Jingwu Gate, and Tian Hong, the deputy master of the Gate.

The three words "challenge book" on the envelope make people look awe-inspiring at a glance, and the killing atmosphere is overflowing, but the letterhead inside the envelope is like a child drawing it on the sand with a wooden stick, almost twisted into a ball, how awkward it is, of course, this is out of Luo Yingkong's hand, when writing this word, Tian Hong's stomach twitched, seeing Luo Yingkong's triumphant expression, he couldn't help but turn around and avoid, it is hard to imagine that a man with such a handsome appearance can write such ugly words, which can be regarded as opening Tian Hong's eyes for a while.

After the students who were shocked by Tian Hong's writing saw the letterhead written by Luo Yingkong, a nameless fire immediately rose, and with a "Baga" sound, the letterhead in his hand was torn into two pieces......

Just when he was still about to tear it up again, Luo Ying did it empty-handed, and he couldn't do it if he didn't do it, because the letterhead had to be kept for others to see.

I saw his body flicker, and the sturdy student was grabbed by Luo Yingkong's arm and pulled, the student was almost instinctive, and then retreated suddenly, just between the lightning and flint, Luo Yingkong suddenly took an arrow step, and pushed the hand forward......

With a "whew", the heavy body of the student actually flew upside down in the air, and with a "bang", he fell heavily to the ground, fell on all fours, and struggled for a long time and couldn't get up.

The atmosphere in the training ground immediately became solemn, and the sound of heavy breathing made people feel suffocated.

This fall is very particular, called four or two thousand pounds, there are many people who know how to make four or two thousand pounds, but there are very few people who can be as accurate as Luo Yingkong, just now this fall, the student's cervical vertebrae fell to the ground first, destroying the nervous system of the vertebrae, and it will not be able to recover at all for a while and a half.

Anyone here knows that the strength of judo is to resist beating, like this is a common thing to be thrown to the ground during training, not to mention actual combat competitions, if you are thrown and can't get up, it means that the opponent is a master!

Immediately, a middle-aged man who looked like a coach came out, and this person said a lot, but Luo Yingkong was pretending to be a treasure, with a blank and innocent expression that did not understand Japanese, and just kept pointing to the plaque on the wall, and motioned to the other party to look at the letterhead on the ground......

Someone gathered around to look at the letterhead that fell to the ground, and immediately, this group of students exploded like a boiling oil pot falling into a drop of water, shouting and scolding, and the sound of anger rang out, but Luo Ying looked at them blankly, which made them more and more angry, because the eyes were like looking at idiots.

Tian Hong had to admire Luo Yingkong's acting skills, that kind of idiot-like look was more direct and effective than any verbal insult......

ps: I wasn't going to write a plot about angry youth, but I found out that China lacks nothing but angry youth, and our country has too many elites and too few angry youth...... Ask for some red votes to support this rare animal!