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Anyone who has fought in a group knows that it is not necessarily a good thing to have more people in a narrow place, especially when there are too many bullies and few people, a group of people fight around one person, only the three or five people closest to the inside can make a move, and the people behind At most, he can kick two feet from the gap between people, and it is very likely to kick his own people.

Of course, no matter who beats someone or who is beaten, it is inevitable that the police station will go to the police station. In a harmonious society, it is better not to have such things as fights.

But now Yue Si is facing a different situation. This is a formal martial arts competition that has signed a life-and-death certificate. Although the opponent sent seven people in one go, only three or four people can get close to the fight, and the rest can only be like martial arts movies. Like the little ones in the village, they set up a posture on the outside and circled in vain. Only when their own people were knocked down could they go forward and continue to deliver their heads.

But Yue Si didn't even give them a chance to turn around. He punched seven times in an instant, and hit the chest of the foot pot chicken. Dao uniforms behind them.

They are not characters in the world of comedy movies, of course they will not just vomit blood, their internal organs are shattered, and they will not be able to return even if they arrange an organ transplant immediately.

Amidst the warm applause from the audience and the Jingwu School, the rest of the disciples from the Hongkou Dojo came up to the stage one after another, sent their injured brothers to be healed, and at the same time gave Yue Si a hostile look.

"Hurry up and end the main storyline!"

I complained in my heart, Yue Si, who was restrained by the task restrictions, finally ushered in the dawn of a big fight. Compared with what happened in the previous series of worlds, the tone of the painting style of this world is different.

Provocatively hooking his fingers at Fujita who was the last person, Yue Si said with full expectation: "It seems that your so-called Bushido is nothing more than that, and it can't even take my punch."

Fujita wanted to refute Yue Si's ignorance very much. Bushido is not a kind of boxing, but a kind of spirit, but he did not make a foolish conversation, but took off his coat and threw it to the adjutant at the side, and whispered: "Find two people with good marksmanship... If I lose, kill him!"

The adjutant nodded, and found someone to prepare immediately after Fujita took the stage.

For the matter of defeating Yue Si, Fujita has lost confidence even more, but no matter what the means are, Yue Si must die here today.

Before the bronze bell rang, Fujita stepped forward and landed on Yue Si's face with a fist that could break the stone slab.

"I don't even have the strength to beat people, and I dare to say that I am a master of martial arts. The punch of the lady who sells green onions on the street is heavier than yours."

Yue Si slapped Fujita Takeshi's fist away with a wave of his hand, and then threw out the same punch.

Seeing Yue Si's terrifying fist with his own eyes, Fujita didn't dare to be careless, and blasted out against Yue Si's fist.

Peng!

Fujita just leaned back a few steps, and didn't stop until his back leaned against the hemp rope. Yue Si's huge force made half of his body numb, and the fist bone that could break the stone slab was completely shattered. Now he Even if my hand is healed, it is useless.

But Yue Si would not let him go down the ring alive.

Yue Si raised his hand to remove Fujita Takeshi's chin to prevent him from begging for mercy, then poked his feet twice and broke his leg bone from the inner side of the calf, followed by a series of ferocious beatings, smashing Fujita Takeshi's internal organs into pieces A lump of paste.

A series of actions went up and down, and even the lingering sound of the bell rang by the referee has not dissipated.

In fact, if Yue Si and this kind of weak chicken can still type hundreds of words, then they have to say something. Is it possible to put water in terms of strength for the sake of word count?

Amidst the cheers, Yue Si won today's contest with an absolute advantage. Even the Japanese side hadn't warmed up the stool, because the life and death certificate was signed in advance, and there was a third party as the referee. Under the public view, although the Japanese side was unwilling to lose, there was nothing they could do.

"Football chicken, vulnerable!"

"Compatriots, please remember that we Chinese people are not weaker than any race in the world. Temporary weakness does not mean permanent weakness. As long as we can unite as one, we will be able to expel the great powers from our land! I am today To prove this point, the foot pot chickens are nothing more than native chickens and tile dogs, as long as we become stronger, they will not even have the strength to fight back."

After forcibly elevating the theme like a hero, Yue Si heard the notification that the mission was completed, and he nodded towards Jingwumen with satisfaction, then jumped off the ring and disappeared into the crowd.

This is also the result of discussions between Yue Si and the Jingwumen. Although they won the competition, it is impossible for the foot pot chicken not to retaliate against the Jingwumen.

There is no other reason, but the country is weak.

In this world, force is the only reason.

This is the tragedy of a small and weak country. It is helpless to face the crazy big powers, just like when Chen Zhen was planted by the Japanese, it was the foreign court who could uphold justice in the end.

With the help of Mitsuko Yamada, Chen Zhen got on the line of Fumio Funakoshi, and made him reach an agreement with the not radical Neon Consul—to push all the charges on Yue Si, and Yue Si would wait for an opportunity to escape after the competition.

Yue Si just used the name of Fist of Fury to participate in the competition, not a real disciple of Fist of Fist, which is logically reasonable.

Of course, this is just Yue Si's way of reassuring Fist of Fury. It's better not to let them know what he wants to do.

After defeating Fujita Go, Yue Si's first task, participating in the main plot, was considered complete, but the task of changing the plot was submitted by him freely, and it was all up to him to complete the task.

But is Yue Si the kind of person who keeps his own life?

Of course the answer is no, with a very high degree of freedom, it wouldn't be him if it didn't turn the world upside down.

For the time being, Yue Si, who was in a residential area, released the Blood God Son, who hadn't appeared for a long time, and digested the blood and souls of dozens of people. Killing people is several times more efficient than before.

There are two ways to defeat the enemy, one is to make yourself stronger than the opponent, and the other is to make the opponent weaker than yourself.

Yue Si thought that she didn't have the ability and time to build China into a strong country, but she was very sure of making her enemies weak.

It is much easier to destroy than to build.

And his Godzilla is a monster that symbolizes disaster and destruction, not to mention that there is a magical card like Blood God Son in his body.

During this period of time in Jingwumen, his demonic thoughts could no longer hold back.