Rebirth 1958: My Home is in Nanluoguxiang

As long as they defeat the Chinese in the competition, they can leave here?

After being excited for a moment, Fujita Ken and his friends soon discovered the problem. With so many of them, who should go against the Chinese?

Sima Hui and his gang looked like they were about 18 or 19 years old, and their strength was at most at the level of dark energy. According to this standard, there were not many people in Fujita Ken's group who were qualified to participate in the competition.

Therefore, for Ken Fujita and others, the most appropriate solution at the moment is to unite and fight a desperate battle with Chang Zhengyang.

They just don’t believe it. If they see a god who is not destroyed, can it be God?

Even if he is really a god, they will kill him today!

"It seems you have already made up your mind. Well, I don't want to play this cat and mouse game anymore."

Chang Zhengyang looked at Fujita Ken and the others who had gathered together, stood up, patted his butt, and casually took off his shirt. He said to Sima Hui beside him: "I may not be able to take care of you from now on. Are you sure you want to stay?"

"There is a great terror between life and death. If I don't come into close contact with death, I don't know how many years I will have to wait if I want to break through. Ten thousand years is too long. I just want to seize the day. Teacher, you don't have to worry about me. Even if I die, it's because I didn't learn well enough."

"Okay, what about you guys?"

Chang Zhengyang looked at Hu Bayi and the others, only to see them hesitate for a moment, then shake their heads and smile bitterly as they left the hall and stood outside the door looking inside.

They are not pure warriors and cannot do what Sima Hui did, fighting a life-and-death battle with others in order to seek a breakthrough.

At this time, as Chang Zhengyang tore off his shirt, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became tense. Fujita Ken and others began to disperse carefully and surrounded Chang Zhengyang.

Sima Hui clasped his fists towards Fujita Saburo and said in a deep voice: "My name is Sima Hui, and my specialty is the Tiger and Crane Double Form."

After a moment of hesitation, Fujita Saburo also bowed slightly to Sima Hui and said, "My name is Fujita Saburo, I practice Gokubudo Goken-ryu, Sima-san, please teach me!"

The two of them then walked to the corner. Seeing this, Hojo Shinji came up with a plan and followed them. There were many people who had the same idea as him and also followed Sima Hui and the others.

Unfortunately, Hojo Shinji and the others were overthinking it. They found themselves suddenly walking back and immediately realized that their hope of sneaking away was shattered again. They had to calm down and follow Fujita Ken and the others to deal with Chang Zhengyang together.

At this time, Fujita Ken, Jianxing, and Ito Gen stood in a V-shape, surrounding Chang Zhengyang in the middle, while Hattori Heizo wandered around on the side. At the same time, the others were on high alert, ready to make the final move and launch a sneak attack on Chang Zhengyang at any time.

"Very good, I've beaten you all to death today, and the backbone of Japan has been broken!"

Chang Zhengyang laughed heartily, and a lifelike Qilin gradually emerged from his upper body. At the same time, his body rapidly swelled up, his muscles became knotted, and his skin became dark blue, like a devil descending to the earth.

This sudden change directly shocked Fujita Ken and others.

What a terrifying horizontal training kung fu this is!

It happened in a flash. Chang Zhengyang did not give Fujita Ken and the others time to sigh. He took a step forward and appeared in front of Monk Jianxing.

At this time, Monk Jianxing's appearance had changed greatly. His back was straight and his muscles were toned. He no longer looked like he was about to die.

When he saw Chang Zhengyang rushing towards him, he did not retreat and planned to confront Chang Zheng head-on, because he was not alone, there were three masters of the same level beside him, and they would not give up this opportunity.

As expected, Ken Fujita and his men did not give up this opportunity. Ken Fujita and Gen Ito shouted loudly and punched like thunder, hitting the back of Chang Zhengyang's head and lower back respectively. These places are vital points of the human body. If they are hit, Chang Zhengyang will lose half his life if he does not die.

This was not the most deadly attack. The most dangerous one came from the short sword in Hattori Heizo's hand, which was the wakizashi that Japanese samurai carried with them in the past.

Hattori Heizo held a sharp dagger in his hand and stabbed Chang Zhengyang in the lower back.

"Well done!"

Chang Zhengyang laughed loudly, and his right arm sped up again. He punched the monk Jianxing in the ear with both peaks. A ball of air was shot into Jianxing's ears like a cannonball.

What is the ear to a person?

It was only half an inch away from his brain. Monk Jianxing felt as if his head had exploded. Blood was flowing from all seven orifices. His hands hung down limply, and he staggered two steps before falling to the ground.

Monk Jianxing is dead!

At the same time, Chang Zheng reached back with his left hand and grabbed Hattori Heizo's short knife in his hand. Hattori Heizo immediately sneered and asked, "Grab a sharp knife with your hand?"

What an arrogant Chinese!

So Hattori Heizo immediately turned his wrist, preparing to cut off Chang Zhengyang's palm, but found that Chang Zhengyang's hand was like a vise, tightly grasping his short knife.

Hattori Heizo was good at assassination after all. Seeing that the situation was not good, he immediately let go of his hand, gave up the short sword, and quickly retreated.

If you miss the attack, flee thousands of miles away immediately!

This was the assassin's habit, but Hattori Heizo soon regretted his subconscious action.

Because Chang Zhengyang actually endured the punches of Fujita Ken and Ito Moto that were powerful enough to break stones and split rocks, Fujita Ken and the others looked very unhappy.

Just when their fists hit Chang Zhengyang, they felt like their fists hit steel, which was not only delicate but also had a very strong recoil force.

“This is Gangqi!”

Ken Fujita explained the reason in a deep voice. At this moment, his heart sank. He felt that they might not be able to escape today.

As he expected, before he and Ito Gen could throw their second punch, Chang Zhengyang's counterattack came.

Chang Zhengyang pulled his right arm back, with his waist as the central axis and his left foot as the fulcrum, and his right arm lashed at Fujita Ken like a whip. The huge force directly whipped Fujita Ken away.

Click, click...

A series of breaking bone sounds came from Fujita Ken's body. Before he landed on the ground, a short knife pierced the air and pierced into Fujita Ken's eye socket.

It turned out that when Chang Zhengyang knocked Fujita Ken away, he threw the short sword that he had snatched from Hattori Heizo with his left hand out as a flying knife.

Ken Fujita, dead!

Ito Gen, who saw all this at close range, was scared to death. He retreated with all his might, trying to increase the distance between himself and Chang Zhengyang. Unfortunately, he was fast and Chang Zhengyang was even faster. Chang Zhengyang caught up with Ito in one eight-step chase and then raised his hand to use the Great Sage Pi Gua.

Ito Gen raised his hands, trying to block the attack, but then he heard a crack and the bones in his arms broke.

"Spare my life..."

Chang Zhengyang just sneered, and slapped Ito Yuan on the head with his other hand, knocking his head directly into his chest.

Ito Moto, dead!