According to Igarashi's original plan, he would make an appointment with Qian Quan a week before the start of the Japan-China martial arts exchange tournament to fight him and make sure that he would not appear in the martial arts competition.

At that time, with the senior brother in charge, Ichiro Shimizu and others on the bright side, plus the Asuka he carefully trained and taught, will be able to shine in the martial arts arena, representing the younger generation of Japan to defeat the younger generation of China, and re-justify the spirit of Japanese martial arts.

This is his obsession, and it is a kind of resistance under his helplessness and despair in the face of today's international situation.

Japan is no longer the Japan it used to be.

China is no longer the China it used to be.

And he still wants to use what he is best at to make a shout to his country, even if the voice is weak.

However, when he saw Qian Quan again, many thoughts and complicated emotions all turned into a wisp of shock, and then he was happy.

Because he found that after only a short period of time, Qian Quan's spirit and spirit actually had a sense of refreshment, which was the connotation and momentum that could not be observed through the video.

Did the successive victories boost his confidence, or did his fame fuel his momentum?

"Mr. Igarashi, this time, you didn't bring Maple Leaf here?" After Qian Quan saw him, he didn't say hello and got straight to the point.

"Qian Quanjun seems to have a prejudice against me?" Igarashi was also blunt.

"That's right, you're the kind of Japanese that my generation should be wary of." Money power is more direct.

"Oh, how so?"

"I don't know if Mr. Igarashi has ever heard of a Chinese proverb called "Born from the Heart", which means that no matter how secret your mind is, it will be more or less revealed in your face and words."

Igarashi Ximist's eyes were like torches, staring at Qian Quan, and the violent light flashed: "When I saw Qian Quanjun, I knew why China has achieved so many amazing great achievements in such a short time. ”

Qian Quan shook his head and said disapprovingly: "China's rejuvenation is a little bit of blood and sweat fought by our great-grandparents, grandparents and fathers. ”

Igarashi Yuki nodded and said, "I have never denied the industriousness and tenacity of the Chinese, even in your most difficult years, which is very admirable and worthy of learning from us in Japan." ”

Qian Quan laughed it off.

"Does Qian Quanjun know who the Chinese I admire the most are?"

"I don't know."

"It is Huo Yuanjia's hero, in that era, he used the 'martial spirit' to inspire the hearts of your country, awaken the national spirit of your country, and is a model for my generation of martial arts learners."

Qian Quan said: "You still don't cooperate with Huo Yuanjia's heroes, because China did not invade Japan."

"If you want to lift the spirit of your country, you should stand in New York at this time and challenge the American GIs."

Igarashi Yuki's expression froze, and the muscles on his face twitched: "Qian Quanjun is really humorous. ”

Qian Quan also smiled and said, "Yes, you don't even dare to face the real opponent, and you came to China to talk about inspiring the national spirit, I think Mr. Igarashi is the real humor."

"I would like to ask Mr. Igarashi to remember that the Japanese are never worthy to talk about the topic of revitalizing the national spirit in front of the Chinese!

"Historically, you have been invaders, slaughterers, and ungrateful; Now, you have come to me with a kind of unwillingness to history and ambition for the future, this is the greatest provocation to me, how can I retreat? Only to accompany to the end. ”

Igarashi Yuki didn't expect Qian Quan to be open and honest with him this time, and at the same time confirmed one thing, Qian Quan really saw through him completely from the beginning.

If China's younger generation were like him, China would probably be even stronger in the future.

"In that case, I don't think we need to be more polite, at eight o'clock tonight, the Seeker Hall, please ask Qian Quanjun for advice, how about it?"

"Will be on time." Money power.

Igarashi Yuki left satisfied.

Qian Quan first contacted Bai Yuanzhi, then informed Zhang Xianger, and finally informed Zhao Baiyu.

Calling the three of them, naturally not to invite them to come to help, but to let them observe and witness.

Igarashi Yuki is the first opponent of the same level he has encountered since he won the "Grandmaster-level Wing Chun".

The battle between the two of them still has a very positive significance for those martial arts practitioners who want to pursue further on the road of martial arts.

In the afternoon, the three of them met with Qian Quan at the Maritime Normal University.

Zhang Xianger handed over the "Dragon Spirit and Tiger Meng" wine to Qian Quan and told him how to use it - it can be used both internally and externally, and it can be drunk internally until it is suitable.

It doesn't sound as rigorous as tea tablets.

Zhao Baiyu learned that Qian Quan was going to fight a Japanese martial arts master, and his face was full of excitement and expectation, and he didn't even pay attention to Zhang Xianger's unique self-introduction:

"Wudang Zhang Xianger, a low-key master."

However, Zhang Xianger saw Zhao Baiyu's eyes and demeanor looking at Qian Quan, full of unconscious admiration, so he gave up his plan to continue to tease.

"Okochi Xun, I know, he is a master of Japanese Juhe and a famous martial arts world, and I have never heard the name of his junior brother."

Compared with Zhang Xianger and Zhao Baiyu, Bai Yuanzhi's performance is the most mature one, and it is also the one who is most worried.

"It should be that he deliberately hid it from the day he learned martial arts, and after he was obviously a war criminal, he portrayed himself as an avenger and awakened person who forbears the burden."

"Avengers?" Bai Yuanzhi frowned, "Aren't you guys a point-and-click competition?" ”

"Yes, but not to the point of life and death."

This sentence made Bai Yuanzhi even more worried.

At half past seven in the evening, the four of them set off to find the hall.

At seven fifty, I arrived at the place.

There were four men and one woman in the museum, and there were five Japanese, and when they saw Qian Quan, they all had unkind expressions.

It was this kid who recently set up a ring in China and challenged the entire Japanese martial arts community, making them, Japanese martial arts practitioners, look gloomy and very passive.

At this time, Igarashi Yuki had already changed into a pure white practice uniform.

He no longer deliberately concealed it, and his body exuded a vigorous and intense murderous intent.

Coupled with his majestic figure and fierce aura, Bai Yuanzhi and Zhao Baiyu couldn't help but secretly sweat for Qian Quan when they saw him.

After a brief face-to-face greeting, the two sides chose their seats and sat down.

The time soon came to eight o'clock.

Igarashi Yuki got up and walked to the center of the venue.

Qian Quan also handed over the things on his body to Senior Sister Bai Yuanzhi, walked over, and stood about three meters in front of Igarashi Xiwu.

"Please advise." Igarashi Yuki said.

"Well said."

A strange smile appeared on Igarashi Yuki's face, and his eyes shot a cruel and bloodthirsty gaze, staring at Qian Quan.

His stance is a cross-handed lead fist accumulating position.

One up and one down, the energy penetrates through the whole body, and the strongest force can be burst out in an instant.

Qian Quan asked with his right hand, Taiji Cloud with his left hand, and stretched forward with his right foot rubbing the mud, which was the footwork of Xingyi Bagua.

A stand and a swing frame blinded Zhang Xianger, Bai Yuanzhi and Zhao Baiyu.

Zhang Xianger complained: "When is it, are you still paying tribute?" ”

Ask for tickets late at night.

(End of chapter)