Chapter 192: A Martial Arts Master Who Was Scared to Death!

The scene was silent for about two seconds, and then a tsunami-like scream erupted.

"Ah......h

"! It's horrible. ”

"Damn, such a strong man was killed with one punch."

"You see, the right side of that man's chest has collapsed, this is the internal organs have been burst, right?"

"What kind of punch is this, why is it so terrifying?"

"It looks like the strength of Wing Chun, but I don't know if it's ......"

Ordinary viewers couldn't understand what kind of kung fu Zhou Shen used, but Ruan Zhengtang could see it at a glance.

"Grandpa Ruan, is this Wing Chun?"

"Yes, yes, yes...... That's the inch! And he made a bright explosion, let alone a person, even if a real brown bear came over, he would be killed by a punch. ”

Ruan Zhengtang spoke incoherently excitedly.

"Oh my God, it's horrible."

Yang Zhongwei, who was sitting next to him, was even more excited at this time, and his whole body began to tremble.

"Those who say that Teacher Zhou is a performing martial artist and say that he can't fight, if you have the ability, let's say it now!"

"Can't fight? I just don't dare to fight, I'm afraid I'll kill you! ”

Yang Xingyu and Yang Xingyue, the brother and sister, pinched their thighs tightly with both hands, preventing themselves from screaming excitedly.

They were not surprised by this result, and even knew very well that Brother Shen must have suppressed most of the power.

Otherwise, it would be easy for his hand to burst the heart through the muscles, and to directly penetrate the flesh and pinch the heart.

However, they were still very excited, because they could finally see some of Brother Shen's actual combat abilities.

At this time, in the VIP room upstairs, Shen Wanlin was already shocked, looking at Zhou Shen on the big screen, and muttered: "How did he cultivate martial arts, why is it so powerful?" ”

"Could it be that all those martial arts in ancient China are real?"

"Flying eaves and walking on walls, stepping on snow without a trace, crossing the river with a reed, invulnerable, subduing the dragon and subduing the tiger, these words used to describe the strength of martial arts, in ancient times, someone really could do it?"

At this time, in the players' lounge, the remaining three players looked at Philip Aldrich who fell in the ring, their faces and eyes were full of unspeakable fear.

Originally, they planned to consume Zhou Shen's physical energy through wheel battles and create a chance for those behind to kill with one blow.

It is beautiful to imagine, but the reality is cruel, the first five people are cannon fodder, Zhou Shen defeated them without much effort, and caused the terrible result of three deaths and two serious injuries.

Especially Philip Aldrich, because none of the previous four worked.

Zhou Shen's speed is strange, his leg skills are terrifying, he kicked Roger's internal organs to pieces, and the impact of his shoulders and palms was also very powerful, knocking Benson Needham and the black gorilla away, so he planned to have a close grappling and not give him a chance to break out with his fists and feet.

As a result, I didn't expect that now I was beaten to death by Zhou Shen with an inch punch at close range, and the death was worthless.

No, there is still a little value, at least let them know that Zhou Shen has no weaknesses, and his leg skills, shoulders, palm skills, and fist skills can kill people.

If there was a chance to kill Zhou Shen, they would naturally be willing to give it a try, but now that it was clear that going up was to send them to death, several people had the intention of retreating.

No matter how much money you give, if you don't have the life to spend it, it doesn't make any sense.

The radio began to urge the sixth contestant to take the stage.

One of them, a big black man with a number six number plate, sat there motionless with a blank face, and there was no response to the staff's urging.

The staff then picked up the walkie-talkie and said a few words, and soon a black man in a tracksuit with a silver chain around his neck walked in, frowned and said, "Abbott, why don't you go on stage?" Are you scared? ”

The black man named Abbott remained silent.

The black man in the silver chain was about to stimulate him a few more words, but he didn't know what he thought, he sat next to Abbott, put his arm around his shoulders and said, "Think about your mother, think about your younger brothers and sisters, and your wife and children, they are all waiting for you to make money to go back, do you want them to continue to go hungry?" ”

Then he patted Abbott on the shoulder, "According to the previous plan, you just need to hold on for one round!" When the time comes, you can get $100,000 and go back to your hometown to buy them a big house, a luxury car, and live like a rich man, and you can marry a lot of wives, three, five, ten, you can do it. ”

Abbott licked his big fat lips and said in a dry voice, "He's already killed three people, and I don't want to be the fourth." ”

The black man in the silver chain said categorically: "Believe me, it will be fine, God will definitely bless you!" ”

It's a pity that no matter how the black man in the silver chain persuades, Abbott was never moved, and he was so angry that he scolded.

Abbott was also scolded urgently, and said angrily: "It's me who will send you to death, it's not you, and it's not those damn bastards upstairs, so of course you don't care." ”

The black man in the silver chain pursed his lips, and finally turned away with a gloomy face.

If his people don't play, it means he doesn't get a commission.

……

Abbott was reluctant to go on stage to die, as did the other No. 7 and No. 8 players.

The other alternates are also reluctant to play.

Unlike Abbott, they stayed in the lounge, so the message reception was relatively slow, and they didn't know about Zhou Shen's hand pinching the five fingerprints on the steel pipe, and the other well-informed players all knew.

How terrifying is it to pinch out five finger prints on the steel pipe, and pinching their flesh and bones is not like pinching plasticine?

Knowing that going up is to die, how many people in this world can die calmly?

As Abbott said, there is a life to make money and a life to spend.

Just when the group of people in the VIP room upstairs were very anxious, the phone of President Hirano of the Nippon Inagawa Association suddenly rang, he picked up the phone and said a few words, and when he put down the phone, he said happily to everyone in the room: "Good news, the martial arts master of our Great Nippon Rice Country has come." ”

Less than three minutes after President Hirano finished speaking, a junior brother led a middle-aged man with a mustache in.

The man was wearing a black robe, with a hood that hid most of his face, revealing only the lower half of his face, the hem of his sleeves approaching his knees, and clogs on his feet, which looked very mysterious.

President Hirano stepped forward and said very respectfully to the black-robed man, "Master, you have worked hard. ”

After a pause, he said to everyone in the room: "Let me introduce to you, this is Master Ichiro Morimoto, he is the nephew of Mr. Ueshiba Morihei, the founder of Aikido, and he is also an Aikido master!" ”

"Five years ago, in a jousting tournament on Honshu Island, one person defeated 37 Aikido masters, and was called the greatest martial artist after Miyamoto Musashi by the Japanese media."

When the people in the VIP room heard this, they all showed admiring looks.

Before they could hear anything else, they heard that one person had defeated thirty-seven people, which was a peerless master.

"Hello Master!"

"Trouble Master."

"Master, please take a seat."

A group of bigwigs were very polite, and they gave up their seats one after another, serving tea and pouring water, including the unruly Martin Rudolph, who was also smiling at the moment.

After all, what does it matter if this master wants to come to the stage and work hard, say two good words and don't want money?

And this master Ichiro Morimoto was not polite, and after the grinning ghost sat down, he took a sip of the tea on the table, and said in a very deep voice: "Tell me about the opponent's situation."

Ichiro Morimoto spoke in Japanese, which most people at the scene couldn't understand.

President Hirano, who was sitting opposite, waited for Ichiro Morimoto to put down the teacup and poured him tea himself as the head of the meeting.

The Japanese people have great respect for people who have achieved the ultimate in a certain industry, especially martial arts masters like Ichiro Morimoto, and they worship him to the extreme, even if Hirano is the boss of the Japanese Benzene Black Society, if he is disrespectful to Ichiro Morimoto, he will be despised in his heart and thought he is vulgar.

If it is exposed, it will be criticized by the population.

After Chairman Hirano put down the teapot, he began to talk about Zhou Shen's situation.

Ichiro Morimoto was relatively calm at first, but when he heard him kick Roger, the underground black boxing champion of the Bald Eagle Country, to death, his right hand holding the teacup couldn't help but tremble, and the tea spilled out and dripped onto the table.

President Hirano asked, "What's the matter, Master, is there any problem?" ”

"I didn't ...... It's okay, you continue. ”

"Oh~ After that, South American boxing champion Benson Needham ......"

……

After President Hirano finished speaking, Ichiro Morimoto's teacup was almost unstable.

Because Ichiro Morimoto was wearing a wide hood on his head, he couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, and he said: "Master, I know that you are strong in martial arts, but this Zhou Shen is also very dangerous, you must be careful, don't be careless." ”

"That's... I... I ......" Ichiro Morimoto began to stutter as he spoke, "that ......"

When President Hirano heard this, he immediately said: "Master, don't worry, $1 million has been transferred to your bank account in Switzerland, please look at your mobile phone, have you received the message?" ”

Ichiro Morimoto mechanically took out his mobile phone, and his eyes under the hood swept the phone screen, and there was indeed a bank notice on it, with a series of zeros on it.

President Hirano smiled and said, "Master, when you win the game, there will be a prize of 100,000 US dollars." This is my private sponsorship. ”

"I got it......"

Ichiro Morimoto hadn't finished his sentence when someone came in at the door and said, "It's urging over there, what should I do?" If he does not come to power, he will be sentenced to abstain. ”

Chairman Hirano immediately stood up and bowed ninety degrees to Ichiro Morimoto, "Master of trouble!" ”

Ichiro Morimoto got up from the tatami mat and accidentally stepped on the edge of the robe because the burqa was too wide, and almost fell.

Fortunately, the younger brother of President Hirano next to him helped him.

"Master, please follow me."

"That's... I ......"

Ichiro Morimoto snorted in his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything, and walked downstairs tremblingly.

That's right, Ichiro Morimoto's identity as a "martial arts master" is fake, he doesn't have any actual combat ability, the so-called one person beating thirty-seven people, in fact, is the same as Yan Fangzhi, a Taiji master in Huaguo.

It's just that his marketing methods are more clever, so no one has exposed him.

Ichiro Morimoto knows himself and his opponent, he knows that he is a fake, and he also knows that most of the so-called martial arts masters in Huaguo are some donkey dung and egg surface light.

Therefore, when I received an invitation from President Hirano to fight a duel with a Chinese martial artist, I came without thinking about it.

But I never expected that the other party was not a character like Yan Fang, but a real martial arts master, so my legs were so frightened that my legs were weak.

But it's too late to say anything.

If the martial arts master of the dignified Nippon Empire does not dare to go to the ring because of cowardice, then the character of the "Ribon Martial Arts Master" that he has worked so hard to create will collapse.

Once the character collapses, it will not be as simple as breaking the fortune, and those who were fooled by him before will definitely kill him.

For example, the president of the Inagawa Society, don't look at him politely and respectfully now, if he doesn't dare to come to power because he is afraid, causing Hirano to lose face in front of other powerful people, Hirano will definitely be able to kill him alive!

"Stretching out the head and shrinking the head is also a knife, fight!"

Ichiro Morimoto gritted his teeth and said in his heart.

……

In the ring, Philip Aldrich's body had long been carried away.

Zhou Shen was still standing there quietly, with no joy or sadness on his face, and even a little bored.

At this time, less than two hours have passed since the first contestant took the stage.

In these two hours, the total time of the battle did not add up to five minutes, and the rest of the time was waiting, and the octagon collapsed before, and it took more than half an hour to repair.

Zhou Shen was just about to ask when the contestants would come up, but the people in the passage had already come out.

He was suddenly shocked and said with a smile: "It's finally here!" ”

The octagon cage opened, and Ichiro Morimoto, wearing a hood, walked in.

Seeing Ichiro Morimoto's appearance, the audience immediately discussed, I don't know what the situation is?

The narrator's voice came from the radio at the right time: "This is from Xiao ...... Master Ichiro Morimoto, who had a good life, once defeated 37 martial artists in a martial arts tournament in Japan, and was called the contemporary Miyamoto Musashi by the Japanese media. ”

"There may be viewers who don't know who Miyamoto Musashi is, he was a great martial artist during the Warring States period of Japan, and it is said that his martial arts are superb. To be called contemporary Miyamoto Musashi, it goes without saying much about the martial arts of Master Ichiro Morimoto. ”

Chen Jing in the audience whispered with them.

"One person fights 37, is he also a master of practicing Qi?"

"I don't know, anyway, it was reported in the Japanese media that it was very powerful."

"To be called a martial arts master, there should be something."

"Look at ......"

While the audience was discussing, on the stage, under Ichiro Morimoto's wide robe, his whole body was trembling constantly.

And the trembling is getting bigger and bigger, like a sifting of chaff.

The ant is still greedy for life, let alone a big living person?

When facing Zhou Shen, the "humanoid tyrannosaurus", Ichiro Morimoto's inner fear was magnified to the extreme.

The words of President Inagawa Kai were constantly echoing in my mind, thinking of Roger, who had his internal organs kicked to pieces, and Benson Needham, whose chest bones had been shattered...... He wondered, what would happen to him?

"Let's go!"

The referee's shout was like the last straw that crushed the camel.

The pupils under Ichiro Morimoto's burqa dilated instantly, and then ...... Straight down.

I was scared to death!

(End of chapter)