martial law

Ok.

This scene is really ugly.

Yang Lin couldn't bear it any longer. Seeing the Japanese flaunting their might, he was so angry that he hit the gate of heaven and stepped forward with one step.

Huo Tingen was the first to stop him, "Master Yang, I'll do it this time, I can't let others underestimate my Jingwumen disciple..."

This makes sense.

Yang Lin's eyes flashed slightly, and he backed away. Of course it would be best for Huo Tingen to win, "Be careful, and do your best."

Huo Tingen rushed forward, he couldn't bear it long ago, and he didn't know if he heard Yang Lin's words.

"Come when you want, leave when you want, is it that easy?"

Huo Tingen is in his early twenties, and he has developed a strong body. Not to mention being arrogant, he also thinks highly of himself on weekdays.

To be honest, when the Japanese first entered the door, he actually didn't notice him.

It wasn't until the two juniors were defeated by the opponent in a lightning-fast way that he realized that he had really underestimated this arrogant Japanese who seemed to have no martial arts.

Greeting with his mouth, his figure leaped halfway like a civet, and threw himself behind Watanabe, punching him on the shoulder.

"Pedantic..."

Yang Lin watched from the side and shook his head.

At this time, it's not the martial arts comrades talking about hand-to-hand competition.

Pay attention to one point and stop it, so as not to hurt the peace.

Fighting with the Japanese, you play this?

There is no good player in a fight, you don't say hit the vital point, hit the deadly point, at least you have to make the opponent dare not take it hard.

Is there any use for hitting the shoulder?

Sure enough, Watanabe didn't dodge or evade, and he didn't turn around to meet the enemy.

If he turned around and responded, he would lose his upper hand and would fall into Mizong Fist's rapid attack.

Although Huo Tingen didn't know how to swallow the weather in one gulp, and didn't get the blessing of the strange boxing technique of unparalleled attack speed, but he originally practiced Huojia boxing, and what he pursued was chasing the wind and hitting repeatedly, light and fast.

And Mizong Quan was born out of Yan Qingquan, it is the secret hand in it, very good at the essence of versatile dexterity.

If he really gets the upper hand, even if Watanabe is stronger and more powerful, he may not be able to pull back in a while.

This time is different.

Watanabe didn't dodge or give way, but bumped backwards, sending his shoulders to his fists.

bang...

Fist compacted.

Huo Tingen's face changed drastically.

He found that hitting himself with a punch was like hitting a piece of granite.

Not only did it fail to knock down the opponent, but it hindered the impact speed of the body shape.

I couldn't help but take two steps back.

Watanabe is not completely unaffected.

He leaned forward from this punch, but he didn't care at all.

A hint of ferocity flashed in his eyes, and with this remaining momentum, he half-spun his body and kicked after spinning...

His leg was like a whip, and he lashed towards Huo Tingen's temple.

Uh...

Make a loud noise.

With this leg, relying on Huo Tingen's strength and the strength of turning around, he concentrated his strength on the other leg.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it has the prestige of breaking a tree.

Listen to the howling of the leg wind.

Huo Tingen didn't even think about it, so he raised his elbow to his side and blocked it.

puff……

There was a muffled sound, and sweat splashed.

Huo Tingen couldn't bear the force, his body was tilted sideways, and he almost fell to the ground when he was crooked, his face was flushed.

At this moment, he felt the pain in his hands and forearms as if they were about to break off, his whole body was shocked by this heavy leg, he was temporarily paralyzed, and his head was slightly dizzy...

He gritted his teeth, exerted force on his feet, and was about to stand up straight and turn around to fight again.

Unexpectedly, after Watanabe gained power, he did not stop.

As soon as the spinning right leg fell to the ground, he also lowered his body, and with his hands crossed, he had already touched Huo Tingen's head.

With the lower body sticking to the ground and the upper body pulling the body, it is necessary to throw Huo Tingen out...

"not good."

All the disciples around screamed in surprise.

Anyone can see it right now.

Huo Tingen was careless for a moment, caught off guard and received a heavy leg from the opponent, and his body was not flexible at this time.

If the neck is strangled again, if you try to throw yourself, you will probably break your neck...

Yang Lin's eyes flickered, and he was about to move forward again. In front of him, Chen Zizheng had already taken a step forward.

"stop."

He tiptoed, and the whole person jumped to Watanabe's side like an eagle.

One foot was bent, the other was raised, the eagle claws of the front hand had already been protruded, and the cracking wind hissed.

ji...

The target was pointed at Watanabe's throat.

As long as the opponent really dared to use force to throw and twist, he would tear off the opponent's throat with one claw.

This is the old arena.

Chen Zizheng is known as the King of Eagle Claws, and his name is not something to boast about, but a branding.

He naturally has many lives under his hands.

At this time, the shot must kill, and the claw wind has not yet arrived, and a thin layer of goose bumps has formed on Watanabe's exposed throat skin.

He didn't care about chasing Huo Tingen with another killer, so he withdrew his hands, bent his elbows like a forest, and protected his face.

But he shouted loudly, "Don't do it yet."

At the same time, the skinny young man, who had bowed his head while holding the knife, seemed not to care about the competition in front of him, suddenly moved.

When not moving, it is like a dead tree.

As soon as this guy moved, the toga and long sleeves rang in a strong wind, his figure was like a banner unfurling, and a shining arc slashed out from his waist sideways.

hiss……

Chen Zizheng had just rescued Huo Tingen, and his claws were so strong that he fought Watanabe.

It's time to teach this arrogant little Japan a lesson so that he can't be so defiant.

But he felt a breeze blowing by his side.

When the light was shining in his eyes, there was a coldness on his neck.

After all, it is an old world.

Chen Zizheng was not flustered, he stepped down, turned his body upside down, bent back into an arch bridge, and at the same time, his hands were like eagle claws, grabbing the cold light.

The light flashed away.

whoosh...

The skinny young man had already stood still.

The knife is back in its sheath.

Looking at Chen Zizheng again, his hands were already dripping with blood.

On the palm of the hand, there was a deep mark where the bones could be seen, which almost destroyed a pair of eagle claws.

"What a fierce knife."

"Who are you?"

Chen Zi was squinting, staring at the skinny young man, especially at the right hand on the handle of the knife on the side of his waist.

He didn't know when the knife would come out again.

All I know is that it will be fast and sharp.

Whether he can stop it again, he is not sure.

After all, there is a difference between having weapons and not having weapons.

Even if he catches the opponent's move, it does not necessarily guarantee that he will not be injured.

"Without a knife? Good eagle claw skill, but unfortunately it's almost too hot to block my knife."

There was a sneering smile on the corner of the young man's mouth, he put his hand on the handle of the knife and bowed, "Beichen Yidao Liu, Sato Juichiro has seen you, please give me your advice."

"Fuck, this little devil is even more insidious. Not only did he sneak attack with a knife, but he also asked for advice in a hypocritical manner. Didn't you see that Master Chen's hands were injured?"

Chen Zizheng's cultivation is all above the eagle claws, and he is known as the king of eagle claws. If he fights fists and claws, he is worthy of anyone.

However, the other party was holding a good knife, which could be made from refined steel after hundreds of refinements... Such a weapon forced him to fight recklessly with his hands in desperation, almost wasting his effort.

At this time, it would be suicide to deal with the other party's fierce and fierce swordsmanship.

When Jingwumen disciple heard this, he immediately became angry.

Huo Tingen, who was rescued, was even more anxious and yelled that he couldn't do it.

However, he was emboldened by Bian Du before, and now seeing the more fierce saber technique, he was completely at a loss.

Want to fight, but some dare not.

The scene froze.

"I'm here to experience your Beichen saber technique. Senior Chen, don't blame your opponent for robbing you."

Yang Lin suddenly spoke loudly.

Earlier, everyone rushed to make a move, although Yang Lin looked a little bad, but he couldn't say anything to attack him, so he rushed to make a move.

Seeing the style of the Japanese swordsman Sato Ichiro, he knew that he couldn't wait any longer.

That guy is fierce with a sword, a murderous sword technique.

Playing at this time, if you are not careful, you will die.

Chapter 078

Yang Lin finally found out.

He was still too high on Fist of Fury before.

Seeing this faction thriving, everyone is like a dragon and a tiger, his predictions are seriously overstated.

Of course, this is also Huo Yuanjia's fault.

In other words, when Huo Yuanjia faced more than a hundred gunmen and taught Xingyimen Hou Yuanliang a lesson, what a hero he was.

He reached out and handed over the gun in the hands of the Xingyi master, and said that others did not dare to refute, so they could only bow their heads obediently.

The great hero, the heroic spirit almost breaks through the surface.

But what about the present?

Yang Lin could tell that the two leading Japanese were not weak in skill. Watanabe was indeed better at karate, but only better at it.