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"Sneak attack?" The Japanese man sneered, "Using your people's words, you wastes of three-legged cat kung fu are also worthy of our sneak attack? If you are not convinced, I welcome all kinds of so-called fair challenges from you."

"I'll kill you." Feilong was aroused, and rushed forward with fists.

"Oh!"

With another kick, the Japanese kicked the flying dragon into the air.

"It's really sad, it's a shame, you trash are worthy of opening a martial arts gym and becoming warriors? It seems that what our ancestors said is right, your people are all sick men of East Asia, vulnerable to a single blow."

The Japanese looked directly at the soul stabbing students with cannibalistic eyes, and said contemptuously.

"Xiaojing is right, you people are in the dark about martial arts, we are here today, and I will give you two ways, either defeat us, or quickly disband this shit stab soul martial arts school, otherwise, we will come here every day Hang and beat your students here."

Another person from the Japanese country agreed.

The soul stabbing students on the opposite side wanted to breathe fire, but with the defeat of Lu Jun and Feilong, they knew very well that the Japanese people who came here were all strong, and they were not at all able to match those who had just started to practice.

"Bastards, you only dared to provoke us while our instructor was away. If you have the guts, wait for our instructor to come back and see if you will be beaten into dead dogs." Le Tian said in a hateful voice.

"Instructor? An absent instructor? Are you trying to laugh at me? The instructor wasn't there when you were training, and the instructor is obviously a shameful guy who just takes money and doesn't do anything. What you are talking about is your so-called instructor. Let us It's an insult to fight against such a person." Xiao Jing said sarcastically.

"You are not allowed to talk about our instructor, if he was not injured, how could he not train with us, you..."

When Le Tian heard that the other party actually said that Fei Ping had left his post without permission, he immediately defended himself. Because of the Langya incident, the Soul Sting students respected Fei Ping a lot more than the usual awe, so how could they allow others to say that Fei Ping was not.

"Hehe, injured? I think you are hiding and not daring to see people. You people like trash and race like sick men will only find this kind of reason to avoid fighting."

Koi said with a sneer.

"Hahaha, it's too ridiculous. It's okay to be vulnerable, but you still pretend to be sick. I think we are scared to death by us."

"People who are as timid as a mouse, how can they be qualified to learn martial arts? It is really a shame for warriors."

"Hurry up and disband, your martial arts school is a joke."

The other Wa people booed together, what was so hard to hear.

The soul-stirring students originally maintained their rationality and did not want to hit the stone with an egg, but now everyone is facing the humiliation of the Japanese, and they are all red-eyed, and they can't suppress the anger in their hearts.

"What the hell, these Japanese people are bullying people too much. Even if I die, I have to let them know that we are not afraid of a battle, and our people are not cowards."

"Yes, if you fight them, you will die!"

For a while, the crowd was so angry that even if they were as rational as optimistic, they couldn't help but go up to fight the Japanese people.

"What are you doing? Why did I hear a group of Oriental dogs barking at the door of our stabbing soul? Who is so immoral, letting the dogs disturb the people?"

Just when everyone in Stinging Soul was burning with anger and wanted to desperately, a voice suddenly came from behind them.

"Who? Who is insulting us? If you have something to say, stand in front of us and speak."

The Wa people naturally heard that someone was scolding them, and immediately shouted angrily.

"Ask me? I'm just a poor person taken in by the soul stabbing martial arts school. I was sleeping soundly, but I was woken up by you Oriental dogs. Tell me, how will this be settled."

A figure broke through the crowd and came in front of the Wa people. For a moment, all the Wa people who were aggressive just now backed away.

But it was obvious that they were not afraid, it was just that they were too disgusted by the people who appeared.

The person who came was dressed in rags, dirty, messy and greasy hair and beard, and even his face was so dark that he couldn't see his appearance clearly. It was obvious that he hadn't washed for a long time.

But there is something special about this beggar-like person, with a black and red interlaced ring on his right index finger, and a stud earring on his left ear, all of the same style are eye-catching and unusual.

But at this time, no one would think that rings and earrings are treasures, only look at the appearance of the clothes, such a person, even those beggars on the road, are much cleaner than him.

The Japanese people were not in a hurry to retreat, but after seeing this person appearing, all the soul-stabbing students were in disbelief at first, but soon became excited, regardless of the dirty and smelly, they all surrounded him He walked up to him, followed by the stars and the moon.

"Boss, it's great that you're out of customs. These oriental dogs are too bullying. You must teach them a lesson."

"Oriental dogs, bark again if you have the guts. Let's see if you can bark again after being beaten into dead dogs."

The crowd was outraged, apparently all the soul-stirring students recognized that the person who appeared was the founder of the soul-stirring academy, this beggar-like person was Xiao Yi who had been in retreat for seven to 49 days refining storage space.

The Japanese people soon also noticed the strange behavior of the soul stabbing students, so they began to look at Xiao Yi seriously.

But no matter how they look at it, Xiao Yi at this time is no different from the most humble beggar except for his bright eyes and spirit.

"Boy who pretends to be a ghost, do you know what you are doing? The end of provoking our Watanabe Budokan is terrible. Are you sure you want to be strong?"

Xiao Jing stared at Xiao Yi unkindly, and warned.

For a beggar, Japanese people are unwilling to face it, not because they dare not, but because they disdain.

"Yes, can't it? Speaking of which, I am also a member of this martial arts gym, but I am the veteran here. I am not the students you bully who have only practiced from ordinary people for a month. You Oriental dogs are at least If you have practiced for more than three years, and you actually shamelessly bully these newcomers, you don’t even want to lose face, then I don’t recommend letting you learn a lesson.”

Xiao Yi said calmly.

"Big words, you are a beggar, skinny and skinny, you can't even afford to eat, you dare to come here to show off, go back to your trash."

Xiao Jing followed impatiently, and repeated his old trick, stepping on Xiao Yi's chest like lightning, obviously wanting Xiao Yi to follow in the footsteps of the Army and Feilong.

And in Xiao Jing's consciousness, the two people in front are at least a little strong, but they were seriously injured, but now if they kick the emaciated beggar in front of them, they will be paralyzed even if they don't die, and they can't take care of themselves since then.

"Oh!"

Xiao Jing kicked past, and the beggar on the opposite side really couldn't react to dodge, that kick firmly imprinted on Xiao Yi's chest, making a dull sound.