"Brother Yun, it's up to you this time." Guo Jun stepped to Zhuo Yun's side and said solemnly.
Hearing this, Zhuo Yun nodded and walked towards the competition ground.
"Who is this guy? He doesn't look very powerful. Can he beat Saburo Musashi?"
Seeing Zhuo Yun walking forward, everyone present could not help but feel a trace of suspicion in their hearts.
The director of the municipal public security bureau, the captain of the special forces unit and other military and police officials were also worried.
Although they had received Guo Jun's assurance before, they were still a little worried. After all, although this competition was only held between Z City and a Japanese garrison, at such a sensitive moment, victory or defeat was particularly important.
Glancing at the arrogant Musashi Saburo, Zhuo Yun's eyes flashed with cold light.
Before coming, Lei Tian had called him and asked him to teach the Japanese Japanese a lesson. Because his sister was kidnapped by a gang of three, Lei Tian had a strong hatred for the Japanese.
In fact, even if Lei Tian didn't call him, he had no intention of mercilessly sparing Musashi Saburo. The biggest reason why he was willing to help him this time was that the other party was from Japan.
Zhuo Yun does not have that kind of noble patriotic sentiment in his mind. The ancients have a saying: "Shedding a small family to care for others" everyone thinks this is a righteousness, but he does not think so. People are selfish. If he is given a choice, he will
He will definitely choose his own small family, but this does not prevent him from hating the Japanese devils.
The Japanese devils committed countless atrocities in China. If they choose to repent and admit their mistakes, they may still be forgiven, but they have no remorse at all. For this beast-like race, he does not mind paying for his own
The country will do its best.
Facing the arrogant Saburo Musashi, Zhuo Yun had a look of disdain on his lips, shook his palm slightly, made a fist, showed his thumb, and made a universal gesture downward.
"Brother Yun, you are so domineering."
Guo Jun, who was watching the battle from a distance, had a smile on his face, and his originally nervous mood was relieved a little.
Musashi Saburo, who was raising his nostrils to the sky, saw Zhuo Yun's gesture and his face immediately darkened.
"Baga!" shouted angrily, Musashi Saburo lowered his body and rushed towards Zhuo Yun at a fast pace, as fast as a hunting beast.
"Well done!" Zhuo Yun shouted softly in his heart and stepped forward.
"Bang bang bang bang!"
The sound of impact resounded in the competition arena. Saburo Musashi was indeed a master of karate. As soon as he came up, he performed a chain of kicks. The wind roared as he waved, and he launched a series of crazy attacks against Zhuo Yun, which made Zhuo Yun have to
He waved his arms to resist one by one.
Seeing Musashi Saburo's fierce appearance on the field, the Japanese people immediately shouted excitedly and cheered, their cold eyes full of fanaticism, just like believers facing gods.
Compared to the Japanese people, the city bureau chief and others secretly broke into a cold sweat and nervously watched the battle on the competition ground.
Only Guo Jun looked calm. He understood that Zhuo Yun had not even used Xingyi Quan and had not unleashed his full strength.
Feeling the strength coming from his arm, Zhuo Yun had a mocking smile on his lips.
"Is this the only level? It's really disappointing."
"idiot!"
Hearing Zhuo Yun's ridicule, Musashi Saburo shouted angrily, his waving legs suddenly stopped, his body rotated like a whirlpool, driving surging power, and his right leg seemed to turn into a steel whip.
"Huh, you're still far away."
With a sneer, Zhuo Yun faced the angry full-strength blow of Saburo Musashi without retreating but moved forward. Without using the vitality in his body, he swept his right arm out, which was exactly the horizontal fist style in Xingyiquan.
"Crash!!" The waving arm collided with the steel whip-like right leg, and the collision of power erupted into a strong wind, forming two air waves on the ground on both sides.
"Nani!" Saburo Musashi shook his body and couldn't help but exclaimed. It was hard to believe that his fierce kick was actually blocked by Zhuo Yun with his arms.
Just when Musashi Saburo was shocked, Zhuo Yun did not give him time to recover. He suddenly raised his right leg, and all the strength of his body was concentrated on the leg, as if it turned into a sword, and slashed towards Musashi Saburo.
go.
Feeling the power of Zhuo Yun's right leg, Musashi Saburo panicked and tried to escape, but unfortunately it was already too late.
"bump!"
The overbearing force on his right leg exploded, Musashi Saburo vomited blood, and flew backwards while grazing the ground.
The sudden change stunned the Japanese people who were originally excited and enthusiastic. They all looked at Musashi Saburo lying on the competition ground with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth in disbelief.
"Okay, so awesome!"
The special forces and armed police present who originally had doubts about Zhuo Yun's strength exclaimed secretly after seeing Zhuo Yun's fierce kicking skills, and their eyes revealed a touch of awe for the strong.
While the special forces and armed policemen marveled at Zhuo Yun's powerful combat power, he himself was not very happy. The reason why he was able to knock Musashi Saburo away with one blow just now was partly due to luck.
Saburo Musashi was too arrogant. His fierce kick was blocked and he didn't react for a moment. That's why he lost so miserably.
However, without the vitality in his body, when he used the horizontal fist to resist Musashi Saburo's kick, even Zhuo Yun felt a lot of pressure, and his right arm was still in pain.
Just when everyone thought Musashi Saburo had lost, he slowly got up from the ground, with a look of madness on his face.
"You are very strong, but you will still be my defeat today. No one can defeat me, Saburo Musashi."
As he spoke, the madness in Musashi Saburo's eyes turned into strong confidence. If it weren't for the blood still flowing from the corner of his mouth, the people around him would have doubted that it was someone else who was kicked out just now, not himself.
"This guy!" Staring at Saburo Musashi, Zhuo Yun's heart moved slightly.
When Musashi Saburo was talking, according to his induction, the aura on Musashi Saburo's body was quickly fading, and the whole person was clearly standing there, but it gave people a looming feeling.
Saburo Musashi took a step forward, and at that moment the aura on his body completely disappeared, and his figure began to appear and disappear with the strange steps. It felt like an hallucination.
"What kind of trick is this? How can it be so weird?" Seeing this situation, Zhuo Yun's face changed slightly, and his originally relaxed mentality immediately became vigilant.
(The weather has been too hot recently. It makes me upset. Coupled with the harassment of mosquitoes, it’s really hard. Brothers, please give me some motivation!)
