Mie Okamoto stood in the phalanx of the Japanese martial arts troupe, looking at the chaotic scene of the Chinese martial arts troupe, with a burst of contempt in her heart, and suddenly an invisible huge force directly pressed on her heart, and several people in the phalanx who were slightly weaker in internal strength fell directly to the ground, only to see an old man who was missing half of his cheek walked out of the martial arts hall, and his ugly and slightly hideous face and the solemn expression of the old man formed a strange charm, which made Okamoto Mie's skin goosebumps.

"Nanhai Yumian Lang!" Several old people in the crowd exclaimed, it may be the name of the old man who is emitting spiritual coercion, the huge contrast between the beautiful title and the ugly old man makes Okamoto Mie want to laugh, but as the old man approaches, the laughter is pressed in the bottom of her heart, Okamoto Mie feels that she is stiff but has been trembling, her knees can't help but weaken, and the whole person's mind is sucked, grabbed, and crushed by the "Nanhai Jade Face", ! Just when she was about to lose her feet and couldn't breathe, the two old-timers in the phalanx stood up and stepped forward, resisting the spiritual coercion of the "South China Sea Jade Noodles", she finally gained relief, and breathed in the air with her mouth open like a fish on the surface, and a trace of flush flashed on the face of Nohara Shinnosuke, who was standing next to her.

Seeing the "South China Sea Jade Face Lang" slap on the face of the members of the Chinese martial arts troupe, Nohara Shinnosuke did not feel the slightest sense of relief, but his heart sank little by little, no matter how high the martial arts of this "South China Sea Jade Face Lang" will be, this high spiritual power alone has affected everyone present, and in the case of being affected, ten percent of the martial arts functions have played a good five or six achievements! Not to mention that his hand has also invisibly increased the confidence of many people in the Chinese martial arts troupe, and some people in the Japanese martial arts troupe have already thought of being behind the enemy with this super powerhouse, and their faces have a dirty color.

Xiao Zhang and Lao Wang were not in the envelope of Zheng Tingji's realm, and they watched from a distance with their mouths half open in shock, as an ugly and a little terrifying old man slapped the group of people in the north one by one, and there were even a few old men with the same gray hair. As soon as he appeared, some people on the north and south sides either knelt down or lay down, and those who didn't kneel down in the north were slapped in the face!

Shen Tiannan wanted to die, he was in his fifties, and he was going to be slapped by his ancestor, he knew that he would not say goodbye to Jiang Shou just now, and he would honestly go in, seeing that the slap was getting closer and closer, Shen Tiannan's body was weak, and he lay on the ground with his face forward, and before he could be complacent, he heard the sound of someone around him rushing to the ground one after another, Shen Tiannan sighed in his heart: It's over! No matter how good an idea is, it can't stand a group of pigs to stir it up! It's okay now, it's better to stiffen up and get a slap.

Zheng Tingjian was full of anger and was teaching this group of disciples who were not long-eyed one by one, when he found that the next few were all lying on the ground, and he was even more annoyed, raised his foot and kicked his ass, and said angrily: "You group of rammers, your mind has been used for this! Why don't you hurry up and get me up!

Jiang Shouyue, who was secretly cool next to him, heard the name of the ancestor, hurriedly went over and grabbed Zheng Tingji, and persuaded: "The ancestor is angry, the ancestor is angry, it's none of their business, it's useless for the disciple himself!

The Hongmen disciple who was still lying on the ground next to him quickly got up from the ground, including the people who were standing, knelt on the ground together, and said, "Please stop the anger of the ancestor!"

Zheng Tingjian sighed, waved his hand and said, "That's it, since the head of the sect personally intercedes for you, you all get up", and after speaking, he walked back into the martial arts hall with his hands behind his back.

The Hongmen disciples stood up, this time without being greeted, they quickly gathered together and were introduced to the martial arts hall by Jiang Li.

Nohara Shinnosuke sighed in his heart, this is the Chinese! Usually scattered sand, weak and deceitful, but there is always a silk loyalty, filial piety, Taoism, and righteousness that link them together, weave them into a net, cut them continuously, do not burn them out, wrap the enemy inside, or bounce away, or hang, or dissolve!

In the entire Sino-Japanese War, the Chinese Army was organized into 40 group armies to participate in the war against Japan. The equipment is different, among them, the Sichuan army is relatively poor, and even wears straw sandals, wears cloth military hats, smokes opium, and has poor combat effectiveness, but it does not affect them to fight bravely for the country, Chiang Kai-shek can coordinate all warlords to actively resist Japan with the support of a great righteousness. During the Sino-Japanese War, overseas Chinese from all over the world donated more than 1.3 billion yuan in legal currency to the motherland's War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, and many overseas Chinese returned to China to participate in the war; at that time, overseas Chinese accounted for three-quarters of the country's fighter pilots, and Chen Kah Kee, the leader of overseas Chinese in Nanyang, even put forward a proposal of "peace is a traitor" when he called the Second National Political Council in 1938! This shows the resilience of this net, and the dream of the "Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere" of the Great Japanese Empire was shattered by this net!

Don't mention the past again, Nohara cleaned up his mood and looked at an old man who was always standing in the crowd, fortunately in order to cope with this competition, he invited his old man to come over and sit down! Fortunately, this competition is a group confrontation, as long as he Nohara can defeat the "Quanzhen Immortal King" in the prime of life group, no matter what the other two groups are, he can reinvigorate the confidence of the ancient Japanese martial arts community! Establish his Nohara as the leader in the ancient Japanese martial arts world!

"May I ask Mr. Tang, why don't you see the figure of the Quanzhen Immortal Monarch?" Nohara asked Tang Youyou, who was wearing a white Chinese-style practice uniform in front of him. In Japan, the study of Chinese culture is a tradition of the upper elite, and there are many people who can recognize Chinese characters and speak Chinese.

Tang Youyou was very excited to be able to show his face in front of the martial arts elites of China and Japan today, and with Zheng Tingqi, a great god, in charge! I can't wait for Wang Shixian to retreat for the rest of his life. “

"That's good!" Nohara nodded, the people in the martial arts did indeed have the tradition of retreat before the war.

"Hmph, it won't be an excuse not to fight!" A woman's taunt was heard nearby.

Tang Youyou followed the prestige and saw that his old acquaintance Momotaro was pulling a woman to stop her from continuing to talk nonsense. Tang Fatzi stepped forward with a smile and grabbed Momotaro's hand, and said affectionately: "Taijun can come back to the Martial Arts Pavilion, it's really full of brilliance! I don't know if the injury from the last time I was beaten by Quanzhen Xianjun was better? The blood I vomited must be replenished in time! Otherwise, it will be empty! Men are most afraid of being empty!"

Momotaro's face was flushed, and he couldn't speak. Mie Okamoto was flashed aside by Tang Fatman, and naturally she could hear the cynicism in Tang Fatman's words, and she suddenly killed this Maitreya Buddha-like fat man in her heart.