Metropolis: I use Chinese martial arts to sweep the world

boom!
The crowd suddenly went into an uproar, Yan national style is tough, everyone is practicing physical skills.

In Donghai City, the name of Rakshasa is a symbol, a symbol of a very high level of physical training, a mythical figure who uses physical skills to create an undefeated legend in underground boxing matches.

Although Luo Sha no longer participated in the competition in recent years, his legend and his reputation are still spread in the streets and alleys of the market, and people talk about it.

Seeing Luo Sha appear, Xia Donghai's eyes became more serious, he squeezed through the crowd, leaned against Yan Wushuang and whispered a few words, and then asked the special operations team members to carry Huang Zhankui on his back.

With the protection of Luo Sha, it might not be easy for Chu Fan to get the antidote in a short time, so he had to send Huang Zhankui to the old man's side first, to see if there is any way to stabilize the injury first.

At the same time, Xia Donghai looked worriedly at the two confronting people in the field. Although he had absolute confidence in Chu Fan, the appearance of Luo Sha still made him feel uneasy. Good to talk to people.

"You are Zhu Biao's master?"

Although Chu Fan had never seen Luo Sha, he had heard of his reputation for a long time, so he couldn't help but look him up and down and asked.

"no!"

Luo Sha stood with a knife in his hand, his expression indifferent.

"Then you are here today to avenge your disciple?"

Chu Fan patted the dust in his hands, got up slowly, and stood there with a relaxed posture.

Chen Nan was the first student of Luo Sha. In the battle at the Black Tiger Boxing Gym, Chen Nan was beaten into a disability. Since then, the Black Tiger Boxing Gym has been in a slump. It is understandable for Luo Sha to come here today.

Luo Sha gave Chu Fan a deep look, but didn't answer. He held the long knife that was as long as he was obliquely in his hand, stepped forward, and assumed an attacking posture.

He held the knife handle with his left hand, with a stern face, and he lunged forward, his momentum constantly rising.

"Stand back, everyone back off."

Seeing this, Xia Donghai hurriedly spread his arms out, constantly persuading the crowd to back off.

This level of fighting is a disaster for ordinary people, even the aftermath of the battle is not something these ordinary spectators can bear.

Yan Wushuang also squeezed through the crowd and returned with a group of fully armed special operations team members.

They quickly controlled the scene, isolated the crowd from the field, and at the same time raised their weapons and aimed directly at the Rakshasa in the field.

This was Xia Donghai's emergency precautionary measure. There were so many distinguished guests today, he had to take some safe measures to ensure the safety of the scene.

"Chu Fan, come back and give him to us."

In Xia Donghai's view, the provocation by Zhu Biao and others had seriously touched his bottom line, so he decided to teach them a profound lesson.

"Second uncle, don't worry, I can handle it!"

Chu Fan looked at the Rakshasa who looked like a clay sculpture, his eyes were full of excitement. This is the sympathy between warriors, and it is also the relationship between life and death.

"But……"

Xia Donghai stepped forward anxiously. There were still many important people waiting in the hall. He was afraid that Chu Fan might make a mistake, so he couldn't explain it to his superiors.

"Let him try it!"

At this time, a loud voice came from afar, the voice was clear but not deafening, as if it sounded in everyone's heart.

Xia Donghai was shocked when he heard the sound, and turned his head to look at the stands in the hall on the first floor.

A burly middle-aged man in a red canvas robe appeared on the stand in front of the hall on the first floor, followed by Mr. Xia and others.

Everyone's posture was very low, and they were half a step behind the middle-aged man in the red robe, protecting the middle-aged man like stars holding the moon.

Xia Donghai knew the identity of the middle-aged man, and saw his old man secretly waving to him.

So he gestured to Yan Wushuang and other team members, and everyone stood with guns, protecting the crowd and retreating slowly, leaving the huge field in the middle for the two in the field.

After seeing Huang Zhankui being sent away, Chu Fan focused all his attention on Luo Sha.

He was very curious about how this underground king could remain invincible in the chaotic underground world without rules.

The aura around Rakshasa is still rising, like a volcano about to erupt, just the feeling makes one's heart palpitate.

The surrounding crowd seemed to be shocked by this momentum, the noisy conversation gradually faded away, and the whole square became completely silent.

Finally, Chu Fan's expression became dignified, and he remembered a special kung fu that was far away from the sea, the Liusheng Xinyin Liu's great art of killing the enemy with one move.

Although he had never seen Luo Sha make a move, this feeling of uneasiness was getting stronger and stronger.

call!
A breeze rose flat.

As if to be the catalyst for Rakshasa's explosive momentum, his eyes widened suddenly, his footwork changed like lightning, and the long knife held in his left hand slid forward strangely.

Clang!
The blade was smeared with silver, and it pointed straight at Chu Fan's neck like a thunderbolt flying across the sky, moving forward without hesitation.

"what!"

"careful!"

Different exclamations erupted from the crowd. Many spectators covered their mouths in horror, and some timid ones already covered their eyes.

Chu Fan, as if he had been frightened stupid, stood still in place, allowing the long knife to slash at his body.

A gleam of joy flashed across Luo Sha's expressionless face, and the saber accelerated again, vowing to split the person in front of him in half.

"Ok?"

The moment the long knife touched, a trace of surprise appeared on Luosha's face, because he clearly felt that the long knife didn't cut anything.

Just as he was full of doubts and looked around.

"It's me!"

A cold drink came from behind suddenly, and Luo Sha was so startled that he had no time to think about how Chu Fan disappeared, so he quickly raised his knife and turned back to defend.

clang!
Luo Sha suddenly felt a strong force coming, and the pure steel blade was bent into an astonishing arc, and then a sharp pain came from his body that had not felt pain for many years.

"you……"

As soon as Luo Sha uttered a word, he felt a hot stream in his throat, so startled that he quickly closed his mouth and suppressed it forcefully.

He knew it was a mouthful of blood, and he was hurt.

Looking up again, his eyes were no longer indifferent, but a little more solemn and fearful.

He never thought that with just one blow, he would be injured internally.

Chu Fan was also surprised. The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms had already reached the level of a master. With the growth of his own strength and the power of the palm itself, he thought he would defeat Luo Sha with one palm, but who knew that he just shook it. He shook his body and didn't even fall down.

"so smart?"

Chu Fan crossed his hips and let out an exclamation, and the blood that the angry Rakshasa had finally suppressed almost surged up again.

This is what people say.

He charged up for a blow and used his unique skills, but somehow he was dodged, and he was injured internally by the palm of his bare hands.

This kid is simply a monster.

Chu Fan seemed to have never heard of the change in Rakshasa's perception. His eyes were full of fighting spirit, and all he thought about was loyalty.

The more powerful Rakshasa is, the higher his loyalty value is, which is the fundamental reason why he becomes more and more brave as he fights.

"How did you avoid my charged knife?"

Luo Sha was still holding the handle of the knife with his left hand, but he didn't put on an attacking stance, but just stood there dignifiedly.

Chu Fan scratched his hair, lowered his head, and thought for a while.

"Your saber technique is passed down from Yang Kingdom, right?"

As soon as the words fell, Luo Sha's face turned pale in an instant. Obviously, Chu Fan's words hit the deepest secret in his heart.

"The exact name of this type of sword technique should be Ihe Zhan. The Liusheng family's secret technique that has not been handed down is also one of the unique skills that the Liusheng family is famous for."

Chu Fan expressed his guess without waiting for Luo Sha to refute.

He concluded that Luo Sha must have the blood of the Yang Kingdom, because the Liusheng clan has strict family rules, and it is impossible for non-members of the family to inherit the family's stunts, so there is a high possibility that Luo Sha is a mixed blood of the Yan Kingdom and the Yang Kingdom.

"You're talking nonsense. I've never heard of Yagyu."

Luo Sha suddenly became emotional, and the long knife that was originally held in his left hand was also handed over to both hands.

"Injure my apprentice, insult my boxing gym, I'm here today to let you know that opportunism in martial arts is okay, but fair duels are rubbish."

"Don't talk about the Yang Kingdom, the Liusheng Clan, today's decisive battle, only one of you and I can get out of here alive, either you die or I die."

Luo Sha's tone became ghastly, and he raised the tip of his knife and pointed it at Chu Fan, and his silent fighting spirit rose instantly.

Chu Fan didn't care at all, shrugged his shoulders, and said with a calm smile, "Then leave your last words."