"President Yan, our Odao nation and the Chinese nation have always been friendly neighbors, and our Tianbu Daoyu Society upholds the belief of spreading friendship and conveying the great love of Tianyuan, but I don't know where I offended President Yan, so that
To make President Yan create such a big scene?" Jibu Qingtian stood up and looked at Yan Feirong without being arrogant or humble.
Yan Feirong said calmly: "President Qingtian's words are serious. Yan came here for the purpose of communicating, so there are no words to offend."
"Communicate?" Jibu Qingtian's eyes flashed with disdain, and his voice became much colder: "It turns out that you Chinese people like to use this rough way to communicate. This president has really seen it today, and I admire you!"
"When your island country invaded our country of China, didn't you also use the banner of jointly developing the Eastern Harmony Circle? Compared with your country's shamelessness, we Chinese people are ashamed of themselves." Yan Feirong said calmly.
"You..." Jibu Qingtian pointed at him suddenly and was so angry that he couldn't speak.
In other words, he was not so angry that he could not speak, but he did not dare to speak anymore because he saw the angry eyes of the students who were watching. Yan Feirong's faint words immediately aroused the anger of these patriotic students.
They are extremely angry. If the murderer is not guilty, and if there is no legal restraint, I am afraid that they will really rush up and cut the islanders like them into pieces.
"I, the people of Oshima, have always only admired the strong. No need to talk nonsense, let's see the truth on the palm of our hands!" Jibu Qingtian was furious, but he immediately regained his composure.
"This guy is very calm, he is not a simple person." Qin Xiang thought to himself as he looked at the changes on Jibu Qingtian's face.
"Sakai-kun, come on." Jibu Qingtian said and sat down slowly.
At this time, he was the only one sitting in the entire Tianbu Daoyu Society's sword ceremony hall, as if all the hundreds of people were his subordinates.
"Boss, this guy is too arrogant. He is sitting alone and we are all standing. What do you think of us?" Jin Zilong glared at Jibu Qingtian and said.
Qin Xiang smiled and said: "Zilong, you should think like this: everyone is standing and the pigs are sitting!"
Ge Cao and others were stunned at first, and then they all burst out laughing. Then they didn’t know what they were whispering to the students next to them behind them, so someone started shouting: “People stand, pigs sit!”
"People stand, pigs sit!"
At first, there were only a dozen people cheering, but after a sword guard came out, all the boys and girls in the audience shouted loudly.
The power of the masses is huge. No matter how thick-skinned Jibu Qingtian was, he couldn't argue, so he had to stand up with a sullen face. When the students in the altar saw him standing up, they actually sat down at the same time with great tacit understanding.
When they came down, someone shouted loudly at the same time: "People sit, pigs stand!"
So, in the entire sacrificial hall, except Jibu Qingtian and Eleven Sword Guards, as well as the two people standing in the middle of the place, everyone sat down. Even Qin Xiang, Yan Feirong and others were very cooperative in crossing their knees.
Sitting on the ground.
"you--"
Jibu Qingtian was angry, but what could he do if he was angry? He just looked around at everyone in anger, his face turned red, he tried to hold it back, and his eyes shot out with an angry cold light.
"Sakai-kun, go all out, there is no need to save face for them." Jibu Qingtian did not sit down again, crossed his arms on his chest, and said coldly.
"Hey." The sword guard's name was Sakai Tokuichi. After listening to Jibu Aota's words, he turned around, bowed slightly to him, and said respectfully, then turned around again, and slowly pulled out the wooden sword at his waist.
He stretched forward slightly, and his calm eyes suddenly shot out with a sharp light like an eagle, directed at the Chinese youth standing not far in front.
"I'm Meng Yuxuan." The Chinese young man cupped his fist at Sakai and said very calmly.
"Sakai Tokuichi." Sakai Tokuichi said coldly.
"This man is one of the two vice-presidents of the Fengda Chinese Martial Arts Association. I have seen his kung fu. He is good at the twelve-way small grapple. He is a practical master." Jin Zilong was sitting on the left of Qin Xiang and heard
Meng Yuxuan introduced himself in a low voice.
"Haha, it seems that Yan Feirong doesn't have many generals at his disposal. He sent a vice-president in the first battle. It seems that he has a little ambition to embolden the enemy and destroy his own prestige." Qin Xiang said with a smile.
"Actually, although the Fengda Chinese Martial Arts Association has more than a hundred members, there are really only a few real masters. Those with real kung fu are the three presidents, vice presidents and the few behind President Yan. I think
President Yan sent Meng Yuxuan out because he wanted to give the island pig a showdown in the first game." Jin Zilong analyzed.
"I'm afraid this Sakai Tokuichi is not a simple person." Qin Xiang said with a smile.
"Boss Xiangshuai, do you think Meng Yuxuan is a master of both internal and external skills?" Jin Zilong heard what he said, looked at Sakai Deichi, then looked at Meng Yuxuan, and asked curiously.
"Meng Yuxuan practices hard qigong and is not a master of internal martial arts. However, his external martial arts should be pretty good." Qin Xiang said with a smile.
"Boss Xiangshuai, how do you know he practices hard qigong?" Jin Zilong asked curiously.
Qin Xiang smiled and said: "This is easy. Look at his hanging right hand. The back of the palm is covered with calluses and the color is dim. This is caused by long-term beating of sandbags containing metal. Also, look at his arms.
The thickness is not proportional to the body, which is an external manifestation of practicing hard Qigong."
"Boss, you know so much, and I have learned another eye skill." Jin Zilong said with admiration.
"Stop talking, let's start the fight." Qin Xiang said.
Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, Meng Yuxuan pounced forward and quickly swung towards Sakai Tokuichi's throat with a chokehold.
When you look at his steady and powerful lower body when running, and when he takes action, he opens and closes it wide, you can tell that he is a powerful master. When locking with his right hand, he slightly bends the hem of his left hand to form a defensive posture.
With both offense and defense, Meng Yuxuan is indeed an outsider master.
Sakai Toku's eyes flashed with coldness, as if he had not seen the move Meng Yuxuan made. When he was still a few feet away, the wooden sword struck Meng Yuxuan's right wrist with a sharp, simple stroke.
Direct, without any sloppiness.
Meng Yuxuan's left hand, which had been waiting for a long time, suddenly turned up and grabbed the wooden sword that Sakai Tokuichi had struck. His right hand brushed the ground and changed direction, grabbing Sakai Tokuichi's left collarbone. In response, he changed his moves quickly and immediately won the peripheral position.
The students were delighted.
At this time, because all the students inside had sat down, the students crowded outside also spontaneously lowered their bodies layer by layer. The students crowded at the door could basically see the battle inside, and the cheers resounded.
The sword ceremony hall of Tenbu Totama Society almost lifted the roof.
(ps: Thanks to the book friend 'Niu Xiong Xin Mo' for the reward of 88 reading coins, and thanks to the book friend 'Meng Yuxuan' for the friendly guest appearance. Because there was a guest at home yesterday, and I left this afternoon. I drank until three or four in the morning last night.
, I drank again at noon. Xiao Ding’s brain is not working very well and he is working very hard on coding, so there is only one update today. I’m sorry for everyone. I’ll check the status tomorrow. If possible, Xiao Ding will try to update four chapters. Please continue.