martial law

Bloody hand Bu Chen, Qinglong Longyi, even that monkey-shaped fist Hou Yuanliang, of course, and Wang Xiaoqiao, it's not difficult to deal with any of them.

Let's kill him with one move or two, but he can gain the upper hand casually, making him doubt his life.

But what about the disciples of the Fist of Fury?

When he was on the court, he was like a vegetable melon. Those who made three mistakes and five divisions were cut off, without any temper.

Ninth Disciple Li Yanfang was just out to make a joke. He said a word and was kicked away.

You don't have the consciousness of fighting at all, you go up, thinking that others are afraid to fight or what?

The sixth disciple put on a horse and put on a posture, but you are not as strong as a man, so don't stand there if you don't have enough cultivation.

Who told you that the only way to fight is Zama punching, can you fight when you run?

When the Japanese made a move, they did not say hello, which was indeed a cause for criticism, but in fact, in Yang Lin's opinion, it was nothing, and he had seen things worse than this.

If you can't beat it, you can't blame the enemy for being cunning, right?

As for Huo Tingen, it was actually the reason why he stood aside and held the battle, and was not in a hurry to fight the enemy.

In other words, you are a coach who just arrived, and you can't recognize everyone. You are anxious to lead the battle with a pale face, and face the Japanese.

I know, I think you are eager to protect your weaknesses, to defend against foreign aggression, defeat little devils, and revitalize the power of Chinese martial arts.

I don't know, I thought you looked down on other Jingwumen disciples.

'There are so few foreign rubbish, and we have so many disciples in Jingwumen, can't they fight?

You don't need your dog to take the mouse, meddling in your own business? '

Look, as soon as he makes a move, he will be rejected by everyone. There is a suspicion of stealing monsters, no, it is suspected of stealing credit.

Especially when the strength of the master of Jingwumen is not low at all.

In terms of actual strength, Huo Tingen and Watanabe are about equal in skill, and it's just a [-]/[-] split between whoever wins and who loses.

This is Yang Lin's judgment.

Then, he broke his glasses.

Facts have proved that it is one thing to cultivate the realm, but it is really another thing to practice it in actual combat.

Huo Tingen said that he was full of arrogance, and wanted to leave him to teach him a lesson, but when he fought, he turned out to be a soft-footed shrimp.

Within a few strokes, he fell into a crisis.

He thought it was a martial arts competition, and he wanted to throw out his hole cards little by little.

As soon as he came up, he opened up big, with heavy legs and killer throws, and there was no chance for him to come back.

The defeat was so fast that even his own side couldn't react.

Here, there is actually no need for Yang Lin to make a move.

Isn't there an Eagle Claw King?

He is a famous orthodox martial arts master, a senior Anjin late-stage big boxer, known as the King of Eagle Claws.

In his life, he has taught many heroes, and even opened a boxing gym. Being a coach in Jingwumen is also highly respected and respected by everyone.

Such a master has a great reputation in Shanghai, which is as far as ten streets in Yanglin.

Since he was the first to fight, Yang Lin couldn't help but watch, how could Yang Lin go to doubles with him?

Are you better than him or what?

This time, logically speaking, it should be easy to catch.

At most, he will end up bullying the small with the big, and his reputation will not be very good.

Then, Yang Lin realized that he was wrong again.

Maybe this old man has never dealt with the Japanese or what?He went so far as to use the white blade with his bare hands to block other people's hundred-refined steel knife.

He had a confident look on his face, as if he could grab a knife and fight back.

Even Yang Lin thought it was okay.

Old man, you have a plan in mind...

As a result, Yang Lin choked on his chest and almost coughed.

In the same realm, senior Chen is no longer 01:30 worse than Huo Yuanjia in actual combat.

At this moment, Yang Lin finally understood how amazing the gold content was in Huo Yuanjia's fight against visitors from all over the world.

Martial arts, after all, are not something that can be studied behind closed doors, but by fighting.

Looking at the chicken feathers and duck blood in front of me.

Yang Lin didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

Is it not the practical school that is taught here, but the teaching school, or the theoretical school?

Presumably, Senior Chen and Huo Tingen probably seldom fight life and death on weekdays, and their sense of crisis is seriously lacking.

In terms of actual combat awareness, Yang Lin can say bluntly that they are not even comparable to the Plum Blossom Pirates who only have the Ming Jin stage.

At least, Zhang He came and went like lightning, killing people everywhere, and when he saw that the situation was not good, he fled away.

The quickness of seeing the opportunity and the strong combat power are actually very remarkable.

Yang Lin is a little worried now, if Huo Yuanjia comes back and sees his Jingwumen being beaten like this, will he secretly blame himself.

From all directions, all the disciples, including Huo Tingen, who are they looking at at this moment?

It's not senior Chen Zizheng.

Nor are they other Jingwumen disciples who haven't made a move yet.

What you see is yourself.

Perhaps, when they felt that they might really make a fool of themselves and die in embarrassment, they finally remembered that there was actually a new martial arts instructor here.

When I first listened to the introduction, he seemed to be a formidable swordsman.

There is a name called "Plum Blossom Knife."

At this time, what do you ask Yang Lin to do?

God is sorry, he wanted to make a move a long time ago.

One by one rushing to line up to send them off, he didn't even have a chance to interject a word.

Going out to fight now, would Chen Zizheng feel that he had slapped him in the face?

Do all the disciples of Jingwumen think that you are so powerful, what did you do so early?Do you really have to wait until all the brothers and sisters have been wounded and killed before taking action, so as to show your strength?

Of course, at this time, I naturally don't care about these details...

Being bullied by others, even if he just came here, he can still be regarded as a member of the Fist of Fury. He has shared the honor and disgrace, and he can't stay out of it.

What's more, he naturally disliked these Japanese samurai.

……

"Let's start fighting slowly, first sign the life and death certificate."

At this time, Yang Lin was not in a hurry anymore.

"You are a good hand with a knife, but I don't understand, why do you have to dawdle when you are a martial artist, why do you sign a life-and-death certificate?"

Jujuro Sato's eyes burst out with brilliance, and his eyes narrowed into a thin slit.

He, who has been fighting between life and death for many years, has already sensed some kind of danger at this time.

He knew it was the same kind of feeling.

The opponent is a formidable master.

That kind of sharpness, just looking at it, can catch people's eyes and make people dare not ignore it.

Compared with the previous old man who looked powerful but was actually at a loss, he was more than ten times more dangerous.

"I can't trust you Japanese. If you lose, you will die. Then you will pester me endlessly and send out troops. Who wants to talk to you?"

This is something that is sure to happen.

Today, the people of the country are weak. Japan has [-] heavily armed troops marching into Shanghai's Hongkou District, and Britain also has warships swimming on the waters of the Bund.

Needless to say, the French have a permanent army.

Only the Chinese do not have their own elite troops stationed in Shanghai.

Some are just some militia and business groups, miscellaneous motley crews.

The guns in his hands are all garbage that has been replaced and discarded.

He really killed the Japanese ronin for no reason. I'm afraid he just killed him today. Before tomorrow, the Japanese military will be dispatched if they can't even make it through the night.

At that time, the army will gather, and Yang Lin is not the body of King Kong, how many bullets can he block?

His family, and people like Jingwumen.

All suffer.

Even without the need for the Japanese to do anything, the Chinese will arrest him to maintain law and order, and they will tie him up to plead guilty to the Japanese master.

But the Japanese are different. They can hit and kill as much as they want, and if they really kill people, just miss it for a while.

Except for the sufferer, no one will pursue it.

A weak country has no diplomacy and no self-respect...

This era is so fucked up.

"Biga..." A flash of shame and anger flashed across Sato's face, and he said in a deep voice, "Chinese, you have underestimated the Bushido spirit of our Great Japanese Empire, we can be defeated, we can die, and we won't let it go. "

"Anyway, it doesn't matter if you sign the pleadings. It's not just a matter of life and death, isn't it good?"

"Okay, it's up to you to sign the life and death certificate."

Jujuro Sato and Watanabe looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

Nong Jinsun came up hesitantly, and persuaded in a low voice: "Master Yang, the Japanese people are cruel and fast. Look, should we admit defeat first and wait for Master Huo to come back..."

Chen Zizheng let out a long sigh, tore off the strip of cloth, bound his palms together, leaned over and said, "Are you sure? I think that Japanese is very good at swordsmanship, so he's not easy to deal with.

There is also the karate master named Watanabe, who is also watching the tiger from the sidelines, probably not following the rules. "

"It's okay, I know what's on my mind."

Yang Lin laughed.

So, I wrote the life and death certificate.

Both parties pressed their fingerprints.

It can be said that everyone depends on their ability, and there is no complaint if they are killed.

……

"Don't you want to compare knives? Where's your knife?"

The two sides confronted each other, Sato held a knife in his hand, watched Yang Lin move forward empty-handed, and asked doubtfully.

"My knife?"

Yang Lin suddenly smiled with inexplicable meaning:

"In your hands."

Sato was slightly taken aback, and it took a while to understand the meaning.

He slowly leaned over and lowered his head, the cold light in his eyes became more intense, the tail of the scabbard was raised high, and the five fingers of his right hand slowly closed and rested on the handle of the knife.

"The old man with eagle claws was so conceited just now that he almost broke his claws. Are you trying to learn from him and take them without a knife?"

"That's right, but in China we don't call it "Wu Dao Take", but "Empty Hand into White Blade."

Yang Lin's feet sank slightly, he stretched his feet shoulder-to-shoulder, and stretched out his right hand, "Please."

"Okay, my knife is called Leng Yue, and I have carried it with me for eight years. I have killed bandits in Hokkaido, and I have also killed the master of Xinyinliu. Killing people does not stain blood.

Tell me your name, for your courage, you are also qualified to die under my knife and become a famous ghost. "

"I'm not interested in telling a dying person, my name."