The so-called bushido spirit of the Japanese makes them dare to look empty, and they also know that Chinese martial arts are broad and profound, and the small island country of Dongying cannot be compared, so they come to Wudang Mountain to practice martial arts with a learning attitude, hoping to learn a little bit of Chinese martial arts and go back to show off. But the old problem of the Japanese is the most difficult to change, that is, they are lustful, and they can't walk when they see beautiful women. The one who was kicked down by Cen Fenghan was called Nakamura Gen, the deputy director of "Nakamura Martial Arts", he was strong in martial arts, and he didn't pass a round in front of Cen Fenghan and was kicked on the ground and couldn't get up, and his face was lost.

The Japanese ronin wants to save face, so he surrounds the little couple. Who knew that Lu Yunxia didn't listen to evil at all, the stick was raised and called the formation, and it was also a practitioner at first glance, the Japanese ronin bullied her for being a woman, and rushed up with a katana, Lu Yunxia's stick shook and dealt with it calmly, and the Qi Mei stick was a kind of stick. It is often made of ash rods, thick and strong, and the stick is vertical and the height of the human eyebrows, so it gets this name.

The Japanese ronin wants to win more and less, and rush up together, which is exactly what Lu Yunxia wants, and the eyebrows are split, flirting, sweeping, and alternating changes, so that the enemy is unable to defend against it, especially the chaotic stick slam is the characteristic of defeating the enemy and beating the enemy with a stick. After a few strokes, the Japanese ronin was beaten to the ground, no wonder, they are just small minions in the martial arts hall, and they are bullying others, and they are far from being right.

The woman in front of her is not very old, but she is extremely proficient in stick method, which makes it a Shaolin stick method, pointing to the east and west, heroic posture, little Japan has to dodge, where to hide, one by one ghosts cry wolf howl, not to mention more wolf bèi. At this moment, several people hurriedly walked out of the crowd, one of whom was a middle-aged man in a green robe in his forties, burly and moving like a cat. Walking like a tiger, replacing a knife with a palm, with an elegant figure, delicate like a dragon, fighting with Lu Yunxia. grabbed Lu Yunxia's eyebrow stick in a few rounds, and Lu Yunxia pulled back and didn't move.

The middle-aged man spoke: "Girl, stop, there is something to say." ”

Lu Yunxia asked angrily, "Who are you?"

"In Shimo-Nakamura, I'm the owner of "Nakamura Martial Arts", and I already know about it, so can we talk about it calmly. ”

Lu Yunxia replied: "Then you have to ask my husband if he is doing it." ”

Nakamura Xing saw Cen Fenghan.

"Stick God" Cen Fenghan stood there. Carrying a stick on his shoulder, picking a package on it, wobbly. smirked and didn't say anything, and when she saw Lu Yunxia say this, she returned: "You are the director of "Nakamura Martial Arts Hall", everyone under your command is a hooligan, you are an old hooligan, the old hooligan leads a group of small hooligans, what reason do you have to talk about."

Nakamura's face flushed. He said: "Don't talk so badly about this young man, my subordinates have a fault of lax discipline, but they are not the little rascals you say." ”

Cen Fenghan was unforgiving: "What is it that molesting a woman from a good family in broad daylight is not a hooligan? She is my lady, and it is a great shame for me for my lady to be molested by hooligans." Do you understand?"

Nakamura Yukiya sank his face and asked, "Then what do you want?"

Cen Fenghan pointed at Nakamura Gen, who had just gotten up, and said, "It was this bastard who bullied my lady just now, and his hand touched my lady's body and cut off his claws first." Just pay us a few hundred taels of silver. ”

Nakamura's face turned yellow, and Nakamura was also angry, and said viciously: "Boy, don't toast and don't eat and drink." What is it for you to dare to say such big things? ”

Cen Fenghan smiled and said, "Just with the stick in my hand, how about it?"

Nakamura Xing sneered: "I don't know what is dead or alive, it's okay to compete, this place is too small, go to our martial arts hall to set up a show, if you win, you will do it according to your wishes, if you lose, we will clear up, I won't embarrass you, okay?"

Cen Fenghan shook his head: "That's your territory, isn't it equivalent to a sheep entering the tiger's mouth." ”

Ou Hanbing nodded and said, "The kid is not a bastard, he is quite smart." ”

Ou Xibing also sneered and said: "The kid looks stupid, but in fact, he is smart, these two are born with a pair of real estate." But what is the name of Nakamura Xing's martial arts is very strong, learning is Wudang inner boxing, with static braking, with softness to overcome rigidity, with four or two to pull out a thousand catties, the last to make the system. Just now he easily broke the woman's Shaolin stick method, which should not be underestimated. ”

Ou Hanbing nodded. While he was talking, Nakamura smiled and replied, "Our Yamato nation has always been bright and upright, and we don't engage in darkness, if you don't believe it, everyone here can prove it, I can't lock them all up." ”

There are people down there who cater to it, and they all want to see the excitement. Especially the people in the rivers and lakes are even more fueling, Cen Fenghan said: "Okay, grandpa, I'll play with you." ”

Just go, Cen Fenghan was originally a thief and bold, and the little lady next to him was also a master who was not afraid of causing trouble, and behind him was a group of Jianghu people and people who were afraid that the world would not be chaotic, and they followed suit. Ou Xiyi looked at Ou Hanbing and listened to her opinion, Ou Hanbing said: "Let's go, let's take a look, Chen Fengjiao's martial arts are learned from Japanese samurai, what 'no sword flow', blowing amazingly, we might as well see it." ”

The two followed them forward, and soon came to the "Nakamura Martial Arts", outside was a small square, and a large courtyard door was hung with a plaque on it, on which were written "Nakamura Martial Arts" four glittering Chinese characters.

As soon as the door opened, a group of Japanese samurai came out, all of them looked nervous as if they were facing a great enemy, Cen Fenghan said: "Nakamura Xing, we don't have to go in, it's good here, everyone gather around the field, how about you and I fight for hundreds of rounds?"

Nakamura nodded: "It's okay, you make a stick, and I will make a stick, so as not to say that I bullied you." ”

A Japanese samurai took a black shiny iron rod, his arm was thick, Nakamura was tall among the Japanese, the iron rod was a head taller than him, and it was two meters long, and he shook it lightly in his hand, and the iron rod was still elastic, dangling, and buzzing. The people around him all sweated for Cen Fenghan, and this iron rod weighed dozens of pounds, which showed that Nakamura was as powerful as an ox.

Cen Fenghan smiled slightly, took off the stick on his shoulder, threw the package hanging on it to Lu Yunxia and said, "Wife, take a good look, wait for the silver in a while, that guy's hand will be gone, feed the dog." ”

Nakamura was silent, but his hands were trembling slightly, and a fierce light shot out of his eyes.

Cen Fenghan walked over slowly, the stick in his hand shook in the wind, and it exuded a long cold light, and there was a violent aura on the stick of the thickness of the small wine cup, whether it was murderous or domineering, and the people around him were surprised. Look at Nakamura again, his face has changed, he is close, a cold stick on the stick, an eerie dark light flashes, there seems to be an invisible pressure in the dark, making Nakamura Xing's chest tight, followed by a "buzzing" sound in his ears, poured into his ears is actually stirring the eardrum faintly painful. I also felt a slight fluctuation of qi and blood in my chest, and I took a few deep breaths before slowly calming down.

What kind of weapon is this, Nakamura Yuki's heart began to beat a drum.

Cen Feng moved coldly, raised the stick to split his head and face and smashed it down, no move stick was useless, he came directly, the stick smashed over with the sound of the wind, and a cold air also came, Nakamura Xing did not dare to stop it, took a few steps back, stabilized his position, pinched the gap, and changed more than ten times with a sweep and a split. If you hit it with a single blow, you will be hit hard.

Helplessly, Cen Fenghan didn't have any tricks at all, the stick was rampant, and he was looking for his black iron rod to knock on it, and suddenly heard a "click", the stick and Nakamura Xing's black iron rod collided together, sparks were everywhere, Nakamura Xing's tiger mouth cracked, and the black iron rod almost got out of his hand. He leaned slightly, his feet moved and turned to leave, who knew that Cen Fenghan was faster than him, the stick swept sideways, Nakamura Xing couldn't hide, the black iron rod stood up to block his body, the stick smashed over, the black iron rod with thick arms was smashed and bent, Nakamura Xing gritted his teeth and stopped. A mouthful of blood gushed into his throat, and he held it back desperately to keep it from spitting it out.

Cen Fenghan put away the stick, put it on his shoulder again, looked at him with a smile and asked, "Are you still fighting?"

Nakamura was subdued, and said in surprise: "What kind of weapon are you holding, with such divine power?"

Cen Fenghan replied: "You don't know if you say it, come back if you're not convinced." ”

Nakamura Xing was injured internally, and he also knew that the other party was merciful and didn't want his life, otherwise he would definitely not be able to bear the second stick, and he would have hung up a long time ago. So he replied, "I lost, and I was convinced of losing." It's just that Nakamura Gen is my younger brother, and there is a brotherhood between brothers, so I will pay you five hundred taels of silver, so how about letting him go. ”

Cen Fenghan glanced at Lu Yunxia, Lu Yunxia nodded, and then said: "Okay, for the sake of your brother's face, I won't pursue it, but the silver can't be missing." ”

Nakamura asked his subordinates to get the silver, and he stood aside with his head down, his face red and white for a while. It's a shame to throw people to their doorstep, but their skills are not as good as others, and there is no way.

Ou Xibing whispered: "The kid really has a few hits, and the stick in his hand is an artifact, which is not trivial." Just now he used the Shaolin Zhenshan stick method, Sister Han Bing, isn't it the treasure of the Shaolin Martial Monks' temple 'Qianyuan Stick'?"

Ou Hanbing was also secretly surprised, according to legend, "Qianyuan stick" is the object that the Bodhidharma patriarch usually used to pick things as crutches, and was stored as a sacred object by Shaolin Temple after his death, and it has a name called "Qianyuan stick". Qianyuan is the yuan of Qian, Qianyuan is the sky, the yuan is the beginning, and the Qianyuan is the beginning of the way of heaven. It's an artifact, Shaolin Temple refuses to look down on people like a baby, how could it fall into the hands of a little-known young man, it's incredible.

Just thinking about it, the crowd dispersed a way, and dozens of brocade guards rushed over, led by the "Arrow God" Lan Lingxi. (To be continued......)