Collection of Huaxia: The beginning shocked Qin Shihuang

Chapter 636
The interpreter was also taken aback by the situation, and shouted, "What are you doing?"

The samurai ignored the translator and murmured these words, but Hu Mingyuan couldn't understand. He took a step back and said, "I want to fight, please accompany me! Let you experience my Chinese martial arts!!"

Hu Mingyuan did not retreat but advanced, and faced the warrior's wooden sword with his fist. Hu Mingyuan's fist was strong and swift. After the sudden knife just now, the warrior was now facing Hu Mingyuan. He had no advantage at all, and he was beaten by Hu Mingyuan. .

Hu Mingyuan yelled angrily, and punched the wooden knife, and the wooden knife broke in response.

The samurai shouted and threw away the wooden knife to fight Hu Mingyuan with bare hands. Hu Mingyuan sneered and said, "Goblin boxing?"

With a movement of Hu Mingyuan's footwork, he punched the warrior. The warrior was punched by Hu Mingyuan, stepped back several steps, and exited the circle.

Hu Mingyuan stood up straight, looked at the translator and said, "He lost."

Before the translation could be translated, the warrior rushed up again. He took out a few hidden weapons from his arms and fired them at Hu Mingyuan.

"Fuck!"

Hu Mingyuan barely avoided a few bullets, but was stabbed in the shoulder by one.

This change happened so suddenly that no one around could react. When he did, Hu Mingyuan put his hands on his shoulders and stared at the warrior.

Ji Dong saw it from a distance, and hurried over quickly.

The people near the ring were instantly angry, my good fellow, this is a serious competition, why are you hurting people?
Wang Er, Shouzi and a few people quickly jumped onto the ring, stretched out their hands and pressed the warrior on the stage, preventing him from moving.

The people below the ring also rushed forward one after another. During the pushing, they didn't know who punched the samurai, or who gave the samurai a kick.

The referee quickly called the person who maintained order and dispersed the crowd from the ring. Hattori also came from the side, and angrily reprimanded the samurai who was beaten with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

Hattori grumbled to the organizer, and the organizer's referee explained to everyone: "This is Mr. Hattori from the samurai family of the Hirise country. He apologizes to everyone on behalf of his disciples, especially Mr. Hu Mingyuan. He I didn't know the rules of this group arena, so I accidentally injured you."

Ji Dong checked Hu Mingyuan's wound. The hidden weapon was not poisonous, but because it was made hastily, the wound would be slightly infected.

Hu Mingyuan listened to the referee's words and was about to get up. Lin Yi pressed Hu Mingyuan down and asked Zhuo Yan to lead someone to help Hu Mingyuan to the infirmary.

He stood up and said, "Apologize? Apologies don't work here. If you don't know the rules, you shouldn't be on stage. Don't people in Sunrise Country know this basic etiquette?"

Looking at Lin Yi, the referee only felt the pressure doubled. He wiped his sweat and translated for Hattori. Isn't that a form of disrespect?"

Ji Dong looked at the disciple whose face was swollen as evidence, and said calmly: "Everything is based on evidence. We have seen your disciples sneak attacking my disciples here, but we have not seen anyone who beat your disciples."

The people next to him shouted in unison: "That's right, who beat him!"

"That's right, he obviously fell by himself! What does it have to do with us!"

"That's right, you Richu country are so good at slandering people? He clearly fell by himself!!"

"Exactly! He obviously fell by himself!!"

The translator was also having fun, but at least he was invited, so he replaced the referee and told Hattori Tsunade.

Hattori blushed when he heard this, suppressed his anger and said, "Mr. Lin, what do you think should be done?"

Lin Yi found it funny, and said, "According to my Huaxia law, please send this disciple to the nearby police station later."

Hattori gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I see."

Lin Yi nodded and said to the referee: "Okay, let's continue the game, don't lower everyone's interest just because of idlers."

The referee nodded and the people around him cheered.

"Hoohoo!"

"Don't come in, idlers!"

"That's right, I don't even understand the rules, what are you doing here!"

There were a lot of white people around the ring, and this meeting followed suit, which made Hattori's face even uglier.

He turned around and stood on the stage, facing Lin Yi's back with his head held high, and said, "Mr. Lin, your disciple defeated mine. Now I challenge you. Do you dare to fight?"

Ji Dong turned around and said with a smile: "You hit the young one? The old one came? Mr. Hattori, I'm not so small."

The interpreter conveyed the truth, and Hattori vomited blood, but still smiled and said: "You are afraid! You Huaxia claim to be the best in martial arts, so why don't you dare to fight."

Lin Yi looked at Hattori, shook his head and smiled, then walked towards the ring, and said, "Okay, the so-called friends come from afar. Since Mr. Hattori wants to meet you, Lin will accompany you."

Lin Yi stepped onto the ring, held back with one hand, and pushed forward with one hand, and said, "Please."

Hattori's disciple handed over the wooden knife, and Hattori said: "Sir, you'd better choose a weapon, otherwise it would be ridiculous to be beaten by me."

Ji Dong nodded, and picked up the wooden sword from the weapon rack next to him.

The weapons used in the weapons competition were either unopened iron or replicas made of wood with a slight weight of the same weight.

Hattori's special wooden sword, Ji Dong chose the wooden sword.

The sword is the most traditional and oldest weapon in China. Long before the Warring States period, it was used as a weapon of war. Later in the Warring States period, it was gradually replaced by the spear and became a symbol and a weapon of a gentleman.

However, this cannot ignore the status of the sword as the master of a hundred soldiers, let alone the important status of the sword as a single weapon.

The wooden sword in Lin Yi's hand was a one-handed sword that was restored one-to-one. It looked no different from the real sword, and there was a sword tassel on the hilt. Lin Yi was tall and tall, with a refined temperament. Opposite Hattori, it's a feast for the eyes.

In the live broadcast room, the audience gasped in admiration.

"Lin Shen is really good-looking. Compared with this Hattori, he is a heavenly person!"

"I, Lin Shen, am a heavenly being, why do I have to compare it with this Hattori special?"

"It's so handsome! Lin Shen really has a traditional cultural temperament! It's like a swordsman who walked out of a book!"

"Too beautiful!"

Lin Yi is holding a sword and Hattori is holding a samurai sword. The contrast between the two is extremely obvious, as if this is not a contest of martial arts, but a contest between regional cultures and regional civilizations.

Hattori's samurai sword was not out of its sheath. He put his thumb on the scabbard and looked at Ji Dong.

Lin Yi lightly held a sword flower, stretched out one hand in front of him, and said, "Please."

Hattori sneered, hunched over in an offensive state.

"Then I'm welcome!"

Hattori rushed forward and slashed down, but Ji Dong didn't hide and faced him head-on.

When the swordsmanship met the martial arts knife, neither of them was blunt directly, and they retreated as soon as they met.

Lin Yi tried a few waves of Hattori, and after knowing the details of Hattori, he boldly attacked.

Ji Dong's swordsmanship was also learned from Huo Qubing. Huo Qubing had never been a twitchy person. His sword was all about opening and closing, and practicality was the top priority.

So Ji Dong's swordsmanship is not fancy at all, cutting you is cutting you, and he will not use false moves.

But such a direct sword technique is not so easy to resolve.

At least for Hattori Chuan, he felt a bit strenuous.

He had studied ninjutsu hard for so many years, but he found it difficult to resist Ji Dong's straightforward swordsmanship.

The people below the ring cheered and discussed.

"Fuck! It's so handsome! This sword!"

"So handsome!!"

"Okay! Damn it!!"

The audience below the ring were excited, and the audience in the live broadcast room were also extremely excited.

"very handsome!"

"This sword is really beautiful!"

"So strong!"

Huo Qing and the others got off their seats a long time ago. Huo Qing seemed to make a move just now, but when Lin Yi made a move, he didn't stand up.

Seeing Lin Yi's flowing swordsmanship on the ring, Huo Qing and others were amazed.

"Young people are awesome, Mr. Lin's swordsmanship has reached the peak." Said a senior who also practiced swords.

The person next to him agreed and said, "Yes, I never thought Mr. Lin would have such sword skills at such a young age."

Huo Qing looked at the swordsmanship and praised: "Mister's swordsmanship is quite extraordinary. It has the shadow of my Huo family, but it looks like he honed it from actual combat. It's really surprising."

Huo Qing sighed in his heart, he didn't understand Ji Dong's great talent until now, he just thought that Lin Yi was a talent, and the idea of ​​staying in the Jingwu Association would be gone, because if such a great talent stayed alone in one place , This is called Qu Cai.

(End of this chapter)