Zhao Ping'an, Yu Chengzhu, Tie Jingxin, Bi Qingtian and his party of four, the next day according to the appointment to the Japanese military camp, only to see them open up a square on the seashore, more than 1,000 Japanese Japanese Japanese wrestling around, there are dozens of Japanese samurai sumo wrestling in the square, as soon as they saw Bi Qingtian they came in, immediately stopped, stepped forward to welcome, led by a tall samurai stretched out his hand, said in Japanese: "The courage of the Chinese samurai is gratifying, let's be close and close!" Bi Qingtian grabbed the front, stretched out his hand to shake him, Bi Qingtian used the power of the King Kong fingers, wanted to crush the hand bones of this samurai, but he pinched hard, only to feel that the enemy's five fingers were like iron, and the finger power was also very strong, Bi Qingtian was secretly strange, and the Japanese samurai was even more frightened!

The Japanese samurai's name is Ishii Taro, is a new eight-dan samurai from China, not only judo, swordsmanship are excellent, and since childhood hard practice outside the door, the whole body bones are as hard as steel, he also wants to crush Bi Qingtian's hand bones, but Bi Qingtian's golden steel fingers counterattack back, the finger bones faintly painful, this surprise is not trivial, sharp spirit, dare not do much, Bi Qingtian and others into the square, a samurai in the field, temples on both sides bulging, although the appearance is ugly, but the eyes are bright, Ishii introduced: " This is the chief arbitrator of this big hand cooperation, Hasegawa, the famous nine-dan master in my country!" Tie Jingxin's spirit was lifted, since they fought against the Japanese Bandits, the highest dan was only the seventh dan, and they didn't expect to meet a ninth-dan master here, so they naturally couldn't help but get excited.

That Hasegawa was extremely arrogant, as a nine-dan master, he no longer had to participate in the competition, but as the chief referee, he presided over the game, nodded casually to Zhao Ping'an and the others, and said: "Okay, we are now trying to wrestle, and the winner in the next game is the seventh-dan samurai Konoe Saburo, which of you will go down and try with him." "He speaks Japanese, and he has his own translation into Chinese.

Tie Jingxin and others looked at each other, you must know that wrestling is a must-have, you need to be close to sumo, Yu Chengzhu is a woman, she can't play, although Tie Jingxin's martial arts are high, but she is not good at wrestling. The two glanced at each other, and they both saw the look of embarrassment in each other's eyes, and they couldn't help but look at Bi Qingtian together. Bi Qingtian was also embarrassed, although he knew that this kind of competition was the most suitable for him to end up, but he claimed to be the leader of this industry, and in his heart he put himself on the same status as the opponent's nine-dan samurai, at this time, there was only a seven-dan in the field, if he ended up at this moment, wouldn't he lower his identity?

The three of them were embarrassed, Zhao Ping'an shook his head and sighed: "The stupid bird flies first, and the poor road will take the lead for you first." With his big sleeves fluttering, he went straight to the tournament field. Bi Qingtian's face was hot, and before he could speak, Zhao Ping'an had already arrived in the formation and stood opposite Konoe Saburo.

The guard Saburo was very sinister, Zhao Ping'an had just stepped into the field, so he took advantage of Zhao Ping'an's unstable foothold, jumped in front of Zhao Ping'an, sat on the horse with a heavy waist, and hit Zhao Ping'an in his arms with his left shoulder. This is the "back throwing" technique in judo, as long as Zhao Ping'an is hit by him and his footing is slightly unstable, then he will be lifted high and slammed to the ground. Tie Jingxin couldn't help but scolded in a low voice: "Despicable. Bi Qingtian also changed color slightly, but Yu Chengzhu was full of confidence in Zhao Ping'an and was calm as usual.

Zhao Ping'an smiled slightly, and his face did not change. Konoe Saburo used all his strength for this collision, thinking that a big tripod of four or five hundred catties had to be picked off the ground by himself, and as a result, he felt as if he had hit a mountain, not only did the mountain not move at all, but his shoulder hurt so much that his bones were broken, and he was so frightened that he didn't dare to fight with Zhao Ping'an anymore, so he hurriedly backhanded, grabbed Zhao Ping'an's arm and pulled it hard, trying to use grappling skills to attack. But where the tentacles were cast, it was like copper pouring iron, and the guards tried their best, like a grasshopper shaking a tree, and had to return in vain.

The Japanese samurai who were watching shouted one after another, cheering for Konoe Saburo, but seeing that Konoe was like a monkey, circling around Zhao Ping'an, pushing here and punching there, Zhao Ping'an did not make a move, just smiled, steady as Mount Tai. The guards were sweating profusely and looked flustered. Although the winner is not scored, the high one can be seen at first sight. The noise gradually subsided, and they began to talk to each other. There are many people, and there is naturally no shortage of contemptuous criticism of Konoe Saburo.

Konoe Saburo tried his best to solve the problem in his life, only to feel that he was not facing a person, but the mountains and the sea, all the moves he used, like a stone sinking into the sea, there was no return, his heart became more and more panicked, and there was a ridicule and discussion in his ears, the fierce light flashed in his eyes, and the evil thoughts suddenly appeared, and he suddenly made a move, directly grabbing Zhao Ping'an's crotch to the vital point. This move is very vicious, and it is beyond the scope of the rules of wrestling.

Zhao Ping'an's face turned cold, and he said coldly: "Self-inflicted, you can't live." "The shot is like lightning, and he grabbed the vein of Konoe Saburo. The guard felt as if his wrist was firmly clamped by an iron hoop, and he screamed, his whole body was sore, and he almost collapsed. Zhao Ping'an snorted coldly, raised one arm, swept the entire body of the guard Saburo in the air, waved a circle, and threw him out a few feet away with a fall, the forehead of the guard hit the stone, pierced a big hole, and the bleeding did not stop.

The Japanese samurai was in an uproar, and immediately a man jumped out, pulled out his sword, slashed twice in the air, whirring, and shouted: "It is still more refreshing for the white knife to enter and the red knife to come out than the knife." Although Zhao Ping'an and the others didn't understand Japanese, they knew that they were going to compete with the sword when they looked at the Japanese samurai. Yu Chengzhu grinned and stepped out of the field, but instead of drawing his sword, he untied a ribbon around his waist.

The Japanese samurai in the field was inexplicably wonderful, the name of the knife was Xiao Zhao, who was also a seven-stage good hand, seeing Yu Chengzhu waving a ribbon, like child's play, and asked strangely: "What are you doing here?" Yu Chengzhu said: "Didn't you say that you want to compete in martial arts?" Xiao Zhao said: "Since it is a competition, why don't you pull out your sword?" Yu Chengzhu said: "Our Chinese rules, the competition depends on the opponent, and the weapons used are also applied according to the person, against you, it is not worth me to pull out the sword, so ......" The ribbon waved, like a swimming dragon, and said with a smile," This is my weapon. The conversation between them, of course, was told through the interpreter, who had reduced Yu Chengzhu's contemptuous tone a little, but Xiao Zhao could still see that Chengzhu looked at him with contempt, and shouted angrily: "You want to use this belt to deal with my treasure knife?" Yu Chengzhu said: "Yes, I will let you chop three times first!" The translator passed on the words, Xiao Zhao was furious, Huo Di waved the knife and slashed, and shouted: "Okay, you can use the belt to block it!"

This knife was slashed hard and fast, the Japanese samurai who were watching applauded loudly, Yu Chengzhu deliberately sold a flaw, let his knife cut to his chest, and his slender waist was folded, and he avoided it, the posture was like a willow in the wind, it was very wonderful, Tie Jingxin could see it, cheered, and suddenly his heart moved, thinking: "This dodge and avoidance, it shows Ah Na in the health, hey, how does Brother Yu's body look like a woman?" Suddenly, seeing Bi Qingtian glaring at him fiercely, Tie Jingxin was shocked, only to hear the commotion in the field, it turned out that Yu Chengzhu used a wonderful body to avoid Xiao Zhao's second knife.

Xiao Zhao's third knife slashed in a row, this knife is the best in the kamikaze knife technique, the knife is shining, and Yu Chengzhu's front and back are all sealed, no matter how she dodges, she can't dodge, full of thought that this knife will be able to cut in, Yu Chengzhu suddenly used a "crane to the sky" momentum, the body suddenly rose up, Xiao Zhao's knife just cut from the sole of her shoe, the Japanese have never seen such light skills, even the group of samurai cheering for Xiao Zhao on the sidelines can't help but cheer. Xiao Zhao was at a loss, and the sword had not yet been withdrawn, only to see that Yu Chengzhu had fallen a zhang away, and waved the ribbon with a smile, and said: "The three knives have passed, it's your turn to pick me up!"

Xiao Zhao slashed with a knife, the knife wind shocked, the ribbon fluttered lightly, suddenly like a long rainbow rolling, turned a corner, and rolled towards his wrist, Xiao Zhao hurriedly reached out to grab it, his eyes were fast, this grasp was really fast, but Yu Chengzhu's ribbon shrank faster, Xiao Zhao grabbed an air, and the ribbon came from the side, the ribbon was extremely soft, and the silk ribbon was fluttering, although the steel knife was sharp, but he didn't want to cut it off. Xiao Zhao was tired and sweated profusely, but when he saw the ribbon fluttering, stretching and shrinking, in the eyes of onlookers, it was wonderful and beautiful, but in Xiao Zhao's opinion, it was no different from poisonous snakes, and it was impossible to prevent it. After a while, Xiao Zhao was already dizzy, and suddenly heard Yu Chengzhu smile, shouting "Go!" The ribbon suddenly wrapped the handle of the knife, and rolled it away in only one roll, Yu Chengzhu threw the ribbon, and the knife flew out of the air, the silver light reflected the sun, and the knife threw her so high that she saw only a knife shadow. Xiao Zhao was depressed and sad, and retreated into the crowd.