Chapter 412: Chinese Kung Fu fell behind
"Ah, didn't you just say that they are on par?"
Wan Yunting's words made Niu Qiuling glare, looking at Yue Jiawei and Ehara Ichiro who were fighting fiercely, and said: "Master fights so hard, how could he lose..."
When Li Shuyun over there heard Wan Yunting say that his master would lose, his pretty face looked very ugly. He couldn't help but come up and said coldly: "Why do you say that my master will lose?"
The other disciples and apprentices of the Xingyi Quan Martial Arts School also cast malicious glances at Wan Yunting after hearing Wan Yunting's words. If they didn't know that they were friends of Senior Sister Shuyun, they would have driven them out.
Facing Li Shuyun's cold questioning, Wan Yunting smoked a cigarette and smiled disapprovingly, pointing at Yue Jiawei and Ehara Ichiro who were fighting fiercely, and said: "This little devil is obviously consuming your master's physical strength!
"
Li Shuyun's pretty face was startled, and he turned to look at his master. Under Ewara Ichiro's rapid attacks, he kept retreating, his steps became erratic, and his chest rose and fell rapidly. It was obvious that his physical strength was declining.
Sure enough, the next moment, Yue Jiawei was not paying attention and was hit hard in the chest again by Ichiro Ehara. He groaned, staggered back with his feet, sat down on the ground, hugged his chest and coughed violently...
"Master..."
"Lao Yue..."
At this time, Li Shuyun, Zhang Tonghe, and other junior apprentices hurried up and squatted down to check Yue Jiawei's injury. They saw that he was sweating profusely, his face was pale, and he was breathing heavily. Ewara Ichiro's punch made him
He was severely injured, and if he hadn't held him down forcefully just now, he would have spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Master, how are you..."
Li Shuyun looked at Yue Jiawei nervously. He held on and waved his hands, "I, I'm fine, I can still fight..."
He struggled to stand up with the help of his disciples, but when he straightened his back, he felt severe pain in his chest that he could no longer bear, and he vomited out a mouthful of blood...
"Master..."
"Lao Yue..."
Now Li Shuyun, Zhang Tonghe and the others were frightened and screamed. Yue Jiawei fainted and fell into the arms of his disciples...
"No, go and have a look quickly..."
Niu Qiuling pushed Wan Yunting, but he didn't refuse. He threw away the cigarette and went up, pushing away the crowd of onlookers, "Let me see..."
"what are you doing."
A disciple had long been dissatisfied with Wan Yunting and the others for showing no interest in the excitement, and immediately blocked Wan Yunting and Niu Qiuling, "Get out of the way..."
"Hey, I'm here to save your master. His current situation is not optimistic."
Wan Yunting said angrily.
"Who are you? Do you, my master, need you to save me?"
This group of disciples all had angry faces, and some of them were already confronting the karate people, ready to take action at any time...
"Get out of here..."
The disciple was about to attack Wan Yunting, but Li Shuyun turned around and immediately shouted: "Da Zhuang, stop it and let him in..."
"Senior Sister Shuyun..."
The disciple named Da Zhuang was lucky that his hand did not touch Wan Yunting, otherwise his arm would have been useless.
"Step aside."
Wan Yunting glared at the disciple angrily, pulled away the crowd and went in. He saw Zhang Tonghe rescuing Yue Jiawei, and some disciples also called for an ambulance.
Ichiro Ehara, Kenichi Misaka and others next to them looked at each other. They didn't expect Yue Jiawei to be so inexperienced, but they were not worried because they signed a life and death certificate with Yue Jiawei and others before they came to challenge!
"let me."
Wan Yunting pulled a disciple aside and squatted down. Without giving Zhang Tong and the others a chance to question, he immediately started to examine Yue Jiawei and said, "He suffered a serious injury to his chest, and the internal energy was excessive and caused him to vomit blood..."
Zhang Tonghe was surprised when he saw Wan Yunting tearing off Yue Jiawei's shirt to expose his chest, then using his hands to press several acupoints including his Tanzhong point, in a very methodical manner, to channel his excessive internal energy and let his blood flow.
Then Wan Yunting took out the silver needle from the corner of his clothes and used Qi to disinfect it. Before the onlookers could react, the silver needle had already penetrated Yue Jiawei's heart and mouth.
"what are you doing…"
When the disciples who came back saw him stabbing their master with such a long silver needle, they shouted in excitement.
Even Zhang Tonghe wanted to stop him, but the next second, Wan Yunting pressed his thumb on Yue Jiawei's Tianchi point, and pressed hard. Yue Jiawei, who suddenly fainted, looked painful and coughed twice before he woke up...
"Master..."
"Lao Yue..."
Li Shuyun and Zhang Tonghe were very excited when they saw Yue Jiawei slowly opening his eyes.
At this time, the disciples around who were still trying to stop Wan Yunting also stopped talking.
"Young man, are you a doctor?"
After reacting, Zhang Tonghe looked at Wan Yunting in front of him in surprise. Judging from his series of operations just now, this young man was not simple, especially since he could clearly sense a wave of energy...
"Master Zhang, he is indeed a doctor."
Li Shuyun explained.
Wan Yunting checked Yue Jiawei's condition again, then pulled out the silver needle from his heart, and said with a smile: "Okay, it's okay. As for his internal injuries, just find an old Chinese doctor to prescribe medicine."
Seeing Yue Jiawei wake up, he gradually regained consciousness. Looking at Wan Yunting in front of him, he didn't expect that he would be rescued by this young man.
"Haha, Master Yue, I'm really sorry."
At this time, Ichiro Ehara came up, apologized hypocritically, and chuckled sarcastically: "I didn't expect you to be so inexperienced. If I had known, I would have restrained my strength."
"You little devil, what did you say..."
The big man and the many disciples and apprentices were completely angered by Ehara Ichiro's words, and they all stepped forward to confront the karate people and yelled and cursed.
Ichiro Ehara waved his hand to suppress his own, and turned around to look at Yue Jiawei, who was helped by his disciples to sit on a chair with weak breath. Li Shuyun looked directly at Ichiro Ehara with cold eyes. Zhang Tonghe was also very annoyed, but he knew that he was not the Ichiro Ehara.
opponent.
"Master Yue, I am willing to admit defeat and give you three days to move the martial arts gym out of Chinatown."
Ehara Ichiro said with a chuckle.
"you…"
Da Zhuang and other disciples were full of anger, but they had already made a bet before the challenge. The loser would move out of Chinatown and never come back.
Now that Yue Jiawei has lost, the disciples are speechless and feel so aggrieved that they can only stare at these karate people with vicious eyes.
"Zhang Tonghe, get ready in your Tai Chi gym, you will be next!"
Ichiro Ehara turned his eyes to Zhang Tonghe and said with a chuckle.
Zhang Tonghe had a gloomy face, knowing that Ichiro Ehara was ambitious and wanted to challenge all the Chinese martial arts gyms in Chinatown, and today's Xingyiquan martial arts gym was just the beginning.
"Chinese Kung Fu is really lagging behind. I will defeat you one by one!"
Ehara Ichiro looked arrogant, smiled arrogantly at everyone present, then turned around and waved: "Let's go..."
"Wait a minute!"
Chapter completed!