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boom!
In just a few rounds, Chen Yanzhang was hit by Kojunichiro and took several steps back.

Fortunately, he had already prepared himself, the injury from this blow was not serious, and he could continue to fight.

The disciples of the Qixing Bagua Sect saw it, and it was impossible to go on like this.

If you don't have an advantage in fists and feet, then compete with kung fu in weapons.

"Master, take over!"

The eldest disciple threw the long stick in his hand into the ring.

Chen Yanzhang held it in his hand, and looked coldly at Xiao Junichiro, "You can break my Seven Star Fist, but I'll see if you can break my Goro Bagua stick!"

Kojunichiro smiled disdainfully, took the Toyo Samurai sword, and held the handle tightly with both hands.

With a shout, he rushed over quickly.

bang bang bang...

The long stick and the samurai sword collided together, making a sound.

Goro's gossip stick was played vigorously by Chen Yanzhang, but Xiao Junichiro on the opposite side seemed to have been prepared for a long time.

Always be able to hit the striker at the foothold of the long stick.

Still suppressing Chen Yanzhang to fight.

Especially the last blow, the samurai sword slashed down from the sky.

The long stick was cut off on the spot, and a bloody gash appeared on Chen Yanzhang's chest.

The whole person was dumbfounded on the spot, extremely unwilling.

The bleeding continued, staining the clothes red.

thump!
Chen Yanzhang fell on the ring, barely supporting his body with the half of the long stick in his hand, so as not to let himself fall down completely.

His eyes were full of viciousness, not reconciled to his defeat.

The disciples rushed up to the ring and helped Chen Yanzhang down.

If you lose the competition, you can't lose your life again.

Hurry up to stop the bleeding of Chen Yanzhang and heal the wound.

The crowd let out a sigh, unexpectedly Master Chen Yanzhang also lost.

In two consecutive battles, they were all defeated by Toyo Samurai.

Many people cannot accept this fact.

"Damn!"

Master Song Cheng of Iron Sand Gate cursed angrily.

"I'll fight you!"

You have to win the next game!
Otherwise, Yan Country's martial arts world's face will be lost.

The five great masters of the Southeast Budo Association are the sinners of history!
Taro Ono asked Junichiro to step back, and said with a sneer: "Master Song Cheng of Iron Sand Gate, his pair of iron sand palms are fierce and powerful, and extremely aggressive."

"Mr. Shi Chuan, go face Master Song's Iron Sand Palm."

Ishikawa Toshio nodded and said, "Hi!"

Come to the arena and fight against Master Song Cheng.

It was still the same situation, no matter how powerful Song Cheng's Iron Sand Palm was, if it couldn't hit the opponent, it still had no effect at all.

On the other hand, Toshio Ishikawa didn't confront Song Cheng head-on at all.

Avoid the opponent's iron sand palm attack, and specifically hit Song Cheng's wrist.

The timing was very well grasped, and Song Cheng suffered a big loss for a while.

It's like holding the sharpest sword in your hand, but you always get hit on the wrist by the opponent.

There is a powerful weapon in the air, but it can't play the slightest role.

In the end, the wrist was broken by Ishikawa Toshio, and the pair of iron sand palms were completely scrapped.

puff!
In a panic, Song Cheng vomited blood.

He was kicked severely by Toshio Ishikawa and kicked out of the ring.

He fell to the ground and was seriously injured.

If the hands are not healed, a generation of grandmasters will be completely useless!

A smug sneer appeared on the corner of Ono Taro's mouth. The kung fu methods of these five masters have long been known and mastered by them.

No matter who comes up, it is bound to lose!
It is also the result of so many years of painstaking research.

"I come!"

Master Liu Jinzhao of the Hongquan Martial Arts Gym got up angrily.

Taro Ono sneered and said, "Hongquan master Liu Jinzhao has a century-old Hongquan kung fu."

"But it's a pity that what looks good is not useful! Mr. Guan Gu, it's time for you to show your skills."

"Hi!"

As soon as Guan Guchuan answered, he jumped onto the ring and started a contest with Master Liu Jinzhao.

Undoubtedly, after more than a dozen rounds, Master Liu Jinzhao also suffered a disastrous defeat.

The arm was broken, and the ribs were completely broken.

He was almost beaten to death by Guan Guchuan.

The onlookers were annoyed and shook their heads helplessly.

It's really embarrassing today.

The four masters were defeated again and again, and none of them could defeat the oriental samurai.

There is only one Master Zhang Zizai of Xingyi Gate left, so I'm afraid it's useless.

Even if you can defeat your opponent, it won't change much.

With a record of five games, four losses and one win, I really can't show it off.

Zhang Zizai stood up slowly, expressionless, and said coldly: "Xiaoye, I understand."

"Every time the five of us fight, you change a combatant, and you always suppress us to fight."

"It seems that you are familiar with our kung fu routines in advance. Each of you specially practices the tricks to restrain the five of us. Your intentions are really despicable and treacherous!"

Taro Ono didn't mind being pointed out in public, and he didn't feel ashamed.

Sneeringly, he said with a sneer: "That's right, for so many years, we have been studying the moves to restrain your kung fu."

"The four masters have already lost. Are you going to come up to die?"

Ono Taro raised his hand and pointed at the person behind him, "My subordinate is named Oshima Yugami."

"The Xingyi Fist that can restrain you! It is the wisest choice to bow your head and admit defeat!"

Raise your hand and let someone lift a plaque.

There are four big characters written on it——

The sick man of Yan Kingdom!

"As long as you admit that you are the sick man of Yan Kingdom, your life will be spared!" Ono Taro sneered.

The audience in the audience were all furious!

At this moment, the national sentiment of countless people was aroused.

All of them clenched their fists tightly, as if they wanted to fight each other desperately.

Hahaha……

Zhang Zizai laughed loudly, "Xiao Ye, you underestimate us Yan people too much! You even underestimated our determination to defend our dignity in the martial arts world of Yan!"

"That's right, you are already familiar with our moves, and I will definitely lose in a fight."

"But so what?!"

"Since ancient times, the men of my country of Yan have only died standing up, and have never had the habit of kneeling to survive!"

"It's a big deal to die in the ring today! Let you Japanese devils take a good look at the courage of our Yan Kingdom warriors!"

"You can kill my people, but you can't kill my soul! I am a man of Yan Kingdom, and there is no one who is afraid of death!"

After speaking, he jumped onto the ring.

Although the injury has not healed yet, he still stands with his head held high and regards death as home.

He said loudly: "Little devils, just use your despicable means to kill me!"

"The dignity of the Yan Kingdom's martial arts world cannot be trampled on!"

At this moment, everyone was moved.

"Master Zhang is right!"

"Mighty and unyielding! We will always support the Yan Kingdom Martial Arts Association!"

"You are all heroes!"

The national sentiment was ignited, and the eyes of all the audience present were full of chilling intent.

Yang Feng gave Zhang Zizai a deep look, admiring him.

They looked down on this old guy before, and this time he came here to resolve their personal grievances.

However, at this moment, Zhang Zizai's performance made people awe-inspiring.

There may be many problems in private, but when it comes to national justice, it is never ambiguous!

From the moment Taro Ono brought the oriental samurai to Mingyue Lake, the contradictions changed quietly.

Today is no longer a personal grievance, but has risen to ethnic hatred!

He couldn't keep silent any longer, and he wouldn't let Zhang Zizai die miserably on the ring in vain.

It is his duty to defend the dignity of the nation!

Standing up slowly, he said loudly: "Master Zhang, your injury is still unhealed, let me come for the next battle."