The world is declining, and foreigners are running rampant.

Everyone passing by looked like they were watching the excitement, and many people from Xicheng even shouted jokingly: "Bring out Hong Quan and Tai Chi!"

Baiyi tried to stop him again and again, but Ke Jingqian still stepped into the flood.

He didn't care about anything else, and before the tofu was completely stained, he directly reached out and grabbed the clean ones and put them away.

However, despite trying to turn a big thing into a trivial matter, it still didn't work. The arrogance and rudeness of that group of people simply overturned Ma Jingqian's imagination.

When he was about to find another container to put the fresh tofu in, one of the ronin crossed his shoulders and got angry with a very bad attitude and kicked the container that Ma Jingqian had just picked up.

The kick caused the pot to break into pieces, and the dregs mixed with the fresh tofu splashed all over Jinggan's face.

Seeing that Baiyi couldn't hold back his hand, he quickly apologized to the ronin with a smile on his face, while Jingqian had thousands of murderous thoughts rushing out of his eyes.

"Let's go! If you don't want Qianjiazhai to be trampled on, then leave quickly!"

With these words, Ma Jingqian woke up, and his fiery fists gradually relaxed, and he was about to leave with Bai Yi, but the ronin still refused to let him go. He jumped up in the air and kicked Bai Yi on the neck.

Afterwards, several other ronin seemed unwilling to let these two people leave, and one ronin began to take a lunge with his feet stretched out and his hand stretched out to his waist.

At this time, suddenly another group of people came noisily at the end of the alley. They were all wearing white linen clothes, and there was a conspicuous sign on their chests that read the word "Martial Arts".

As soon as they arrived, they added a lot of gimmicks to this sudden event. More and more people gathered around, waiting for a fierce battle that had not been seen for a long time.

But this accident was not as urgent as they had been waiting for. Among the people in white clothes, a middle-aged man with a mustache and wearing the same wooden clogs came over here.

As soon as he arrived, the group of rogues immediately fell silent.

Ma Jingqian had already prepared for the battle, but Baiyi became more and more nervous.

Just as people on the street were cheering, the man in white clothes showed a fierce look in his eyes, stretched out his hand and slapped the reckless ronin twice, and then said something unknown, and the group of ronin behaved extremely respectfully. .

Looking at the man in white clothes again, he walked up to the old couple and bowed deeply, took out some broken silver from his pocket, then squatted on the ground with his knees, and picked up the tofu on the ground with one hand. Then he started eating.

Later, the group of people he led also ate the relatively fresh tofu together on the street, just like him, regardless of the sneers of the crowd.

This surprising scene relieved the tension just now. Baiyi chuckled and said: "Look, these Japanese people still have some conscience!"

An inexplicable feeling came to my heart. This was probably because Jingqian got to know them again.

They didn't stand up one by one in an orderly manner until they finished eating the fresh tofu on the floor. The leader bowed to the two couples again and said in poor Central Plains dialect: "I am the owner of the martial arts dojo. My name is Yuichiro Kimen. Your Excellency." Please include!”

This respectful gesture really overturned Jingqian's cognition. When he first heard about Xie Zhengqing's battle with Yuichiro Ghost Face, he thought that the so-called master of the martial arts gym was a man who killed people without batting an eye and was extremely violent.

Such an ending can be regarded as comforting to the two of them, but at this time, the ghost-faced Yuichiro also noticed the two of them. From a distance, he saw the serious face of the samurai, with a sharp look in his eyes that kept staring at Jing. Dry.

In the light of this man's eyes, Ma Jingqian felt a sense of déjà vu. His mentor, Mr. Tokugawa, also had such a look.

He approached the two of them step by step with arrogant steps, and then suddenly smiled and said: "Your Excellency walks silently, and the swirling pattern of the tiger's mouth knife is obvious. It seems that you have some knowledge of Eastern magic?"

His eyes were really sharp, and he could catch a glimpse of Ma Jingqian just by seeing him. While Ma Jingqian admired the sharpness of his eyes, he also saw a flash of murderous aura in his eyes. He revealed a message.

Jingqian replied: "You know a little bit, but you haven't received any instruction?"

"Aiki-ryu, Yuichiro Ghostface."

"Cha Ma, Ma Jingqian!" Seeing Gui Mianxiong say his name, Ma Jingqian cupped his fists and bowed, "Are you the one who defeated Hong Quan Xie Zhengqing?"

Guimian Xiong chuckled lightly, "Haha, you have heard about it too. It's such an honor. Fighting in the Central Plains is what I want in my life!"

Martial arts? It's obviously killing people. It's ridiculous that this Asian is arrogant. Although he is humble in his words, his tone is all contempt for Hong Quan.

Jingqian looked at this man carefully and found that his breathing was steady and his three postures were stable. He must have come from the same division as Ma Jun.

This so-called Aiki-ryu was once a martial art included in the Twenty-seven Extremes. If you want to delve deeper, this person's understanding of the essence of the Twenty-seven Extremes martial arts is definitely better than that of Majun.

Tokugawa once said that when you meet the same master, you must avoid his sharp edges. Ma Jingqian still remembers Tokugawa's teachings.

"The martial arts in the Central Plains are profound and profound. Xie Zhengqing cannot represent Hong Quan, and Grandmaster Hong Yi cannot represent Hong Quan. As for the truly strong, it is nothing more than courage!"

"Hahahaha, you are really good at joking. I traveled across the sea to pursue the truth in order to strengthen the essence of my boxing skills. I don't want to prove anything, I just want to find a truly knowledgeable person, but what you said is nothing more than that. You hide your shortcomings, don’t you?”

He is really a real guy in the army. Looking at his words, deeds, and martial arts, he seems to have mastered those oriental magic skills, and he has suddenly opened up the thoughts of Jing Qian.

It sounds like this man's arrogance is different from Mr. Tokugawa's at the time. It sounds like he wants to use violence to find the truth.

It seems that it is destined to be targeted by him today, because Jingqian has practiced twenty-seven poles, and everything about him attracts the attention of Guimianxiong. The deeper possibility is that Guimianxiong's eagerness to seek martial arts seems to have Dig deeper into where Jing Qian’s martial arts comes from.

Seeing that Jinggan was silent, Kimenxiong continued: "There is a secret book in the family. Master Hattori Masaki wanted to use it to stir up the school again. Mr. Tokugawa, the most senior successor of the school, understood the secret book in advance. He wants to step into the Central Plains and combine it with the unique skills of the Central Plains, but after so many years, I don’t know if his hope of seeking the truth will still be there. I think your temperament should have been picked out by your husband, right?"

At this time, Baiyi was also surprised. Ma Jingqian was obviously from the Central Plains. Where did he learn the Eastern martial arts? And this ghost-faced hero was still pursuing him. He obviously had another purpose.

"Jing Gan, we'd better go back early. This is a place of right and wrong. I don't know if you will get into trouble if you come here today."
Chapter completed!