Extraordinary: Start with owning the system

The words of Mucun Mietang made Wang Luo laugh instead, Wang Luo shook his head and said: "I will not lose, you should think about your own affairs! As far as I know, the people here besides you In addition, no one can inherit the will of martial arts, after you die, the inheritance of martial arts in Dongwa may be broken, aren't you afraid?"

After these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the entire hall changed instantly. Perhaps irritated by Wang Luo's arrogance, the surging murderous aura rushed towards Wang Luo again.

"Bastard, arrogant guy! Do you know what you are talking about? You must have assassinated Shinpei Koji with despicable means!
If you have the ability, try it with me now, and see me expose your true colors. "A middle-aged man in his 40s couldn't help cursing loudly.

This person is called Kuramoto Masatora, most of the anger he showed was fake, and his relationship with Shinpei Kouji was not very good, and now he jumped out for another purpose.

On the surface, he is the owner of the judo school, but secretly he is a member of the National Restoration Organization. If today's duel goes on smoothly, then no matter what, the National Restoration Organization will become the target of revenge.

Now Masahiro Kuramoto jumped out in the name of revenge, not only to win sympathy, but also concentrated all the contradictions on the Jidao group, downplaying the existence of the Fuguo organization.

"That's enough, Master Kuramoto!" Kimura Mietou frowned, his eyes were extremely cold, his mind was quick, and he saw through Kuramoto Masatora's plan in an instant.

Wang Luo moved his neck, and the joints made a crackling sound, then suddenly smashed Yaodao Village into the ground, and said, "That's okay, just as a warm-up, but I didn't expect the infiltration of the Fuguo organization to be so powerful."

"What rejuvenation organization? I'm doing it for the honor of Dongwa Budo, and I don't allow a guy like you to act recklessly!"

Cangmoto Zhenghu stared at Wang Luo, sneered again and again, and took off the clothes on his body, revealing his strong body.

Dare to come out in front of Wang Luo's previous achievements, Kuramoto Masahiro relied on his own original Soft Fist. This kung fu is based on the concept of Yin Yang Taiji, and it emphasizes killing with one blow, and uses strength to strike.

All the people in the hall spread out to the two sides, leaving a spacious enough place.

Wang Luo squatted down and took off his shoes, stepped on the floor with bare feet, and then stood opposite Masatora Kuramoto, his eyes seemed to be burning with flames, and his joints twitched and made crisp sounds.

"Come on?" Masatora Kuramoto opened his posture and hooked Wang Luo arrogantly. It seemed that he didn't take Wang Luo to heart at all. In fact, this is the best mentality in judo style, which emphasizes the first move first. to.

"Okay!" Wang Luo didn't hesitate, and stepped on the ground with a single step. The ground trembled suddenly, and his figure rushed out like lightning.

One punch carried an unrivaled terrifying aura.

And Cangmoto Zhenghu, who was facing Wang Luo directly, seemed to see an ancient demon god rushing towards him for a moment. As a martial arts master, although he could not freely use his momentum to suppress the enemy, he knew very well that he must not just wait like this.

Although the Soft Fist can use strength to strike, the person who borrows strength still has a certain limit. Facing Wang Luo's punch that was so fierce that it exploded, Kuramoto Zhenghu's scalp was numb, and he didn't have the slightest confidence at all.

"Tiger!" Cangmoto Masahiro roared, recklessly aroused his secret martial arts, and then violated the frame of Rouquan, and at the same time exploded with strength, his right hand turned into a knife and slashed at Wang Luo's neck.

This is a kind of injury-for-injury, death-for-death style of play.

"Huh? Interesting!" Wang Luo saw the trajectory of the opponent's knife through the ability of [Sharingan], sneered again and again, held his breath, and the thunder breathing method was running to the extreme, the muscles under the skin instantly tensed, and blood vessels criss-crossed The staggered bulges looked extraordinarily terrifying.

Masatora Kuramoto's knife did not land directly on Wang Luo's neck, he was still afraid of death after all, so he swept across Wang Luo's chest and cut obliquely towards Wang Luo's fist.

The strong wind from the hand knife tore Wang Luo's clothes, but when it hit Wang Luo's arm, it remained motionless as if hitting a steel bar.

The speed of this punch was as fast as lightning, and the strength produced an independent vibration, breaking the air and making a roar.

boom!Kuramoto Masatora spit out a mouthful of blood after being hit in the chest. He felt as if he had been hit head-on by a giant hammer. What was even more frightening was that his internal organs were constantly shaken and destroyed by a force, causing Internal bleeding, but under the fear in his heart, he didn't care about his demeanor, and retreated like a lazy donkey rolling.

I'm afraid no one would have thought that Masatora Kuramoto, who yelled the loudest, couldn't even catch Wang Luo's punch.

Wang Luo was expressionless, lunging like a string, forming a perfect bow arc with his body, and then leaped three meters in one step. After catching up with Masatora Kuramoto, his right knee was raised high, and his right foot was like a sharp knife The scythe ripped through the air and whistled.

"Don't kill him!" The moment Kimura Mietou yelled, his body moved suddenly, and he jumped between the two of them in one step, and then he punched out from bottom to top, which turned out to be Xingyiliu-Paoquan's method of exerting force.

After this punch was punched, it was almost as good as Wang Luo's Pao Fist. The power was concentrated in the fist, and the fist roared like a cannonball.

The fists and feet collided with each other, and there was a deafening sound, and everyone present felt a buzzing sound coming from their eardrums.

And at the center point where the two collided, the forceful collision produced billowing airflow, which spread in all directions like a hurricane.

"It's a good job to be able to block my blow! It's a pity that no one I want to kill can't stop it!" Wang Luolang shouted.

The double explosion of strength in the body condensed on the right arm, and the billowing energy and blood radiated out in a mighty way, as if igniting the surrounding air.

boom!Wang Luo's right hand turned into a hand knife, aiming at Mucun Mietang's head and chopping down very fast.

If Kuramoto Masatora's hand knife is as sharp as a real knife, then Wang Luo's hand knife is as terrifying as a magic weapon.

A hand knife seemed to divide the world into two, and wisps of white mist formed after the palm of his hand rubbed against the air, as if he had put a layer of white mist gloves on his palm.

The moment Wang Luo just raised his arm, Kimura Mietang felt a chill coming from above his head, even if he didn't raise his head, he could imagine how terrifying the coming blow would be.

He didn't choose to resist because of face like ordinary martial arts masters, he pulled back decisively, without turning around, his feet seemed to be slipping.

This kind of footwork called snake walking can only be done by martial arts masters who have absolute control over their muscles.

It was the first time that Wang Luo's hand knife missed, and it hit the ground hard, leaving a deep dent, and the whole ground trembled.