Chapter 252 Pretending to be a Pig and Eating a Tiger
Lu Changsheng slowly grabbed the railing on the ring. His figure looked like he was about to fall down if the wind blew, and the paleness on his face gave people the impression of suffering from a terminal illness.
Compared with Toshio Yamamoto in the ring, Lu Changsheng's body is just like a monkey, but no one can ignore what Lu Changsheng just said, I'm not here to challenge you, I'm here to kill.
If it weren't for the sonorous and powerful words, they all suspected that it was said by someone else, not the frail young man in front of them.
The anger originally caused by Toshio Yamamoto subsided at this moment. The students in the entire martial arts club looked at the weak young man in front of them.
At that moment, what they felt was not sarcasm and ridicule, but guilt. Their bodies were much stronger than this boy's, and their bodies were also very healthy.
But just like this, they felt guilty and even aggrieved. Even such a sick young man went up, but they didn't dare to go up. Is there really no one in China? I can't imagine how this touched them.
How big.
Zhou Zhiqiang walked to Lu Changsheng. He did not recognize Lu Changsheng. He was full of guilt and aggrieved. However, the young man in front of him gained his respect, not because of anything else but because of the thousands of Chinese men present.
When he didn't dare to stand up, he stood up.
Even though they had their own concerns, even though they had their own reasons, they all lost to the sick young man in front of them.
"Go down, you shouldn't be involved in this matter!" Zhou Zhiqiang clenched his fists and said, "I am the president of the Kung Fu Club of Beijing University. Although I have been defeated once in Japan, I would rather fight again.
Even if I lose, I’m still willing to do it.”
Lu Changsheng didn't speak. To be honest, he didn't have a good impression of Zhou Zhiqiang in the first place, but now looking at his hot eyes, all the resistance to him in Lu Changsheng's heart disappeared.
"Yes, if the president loses, we are the ones on top. Although we can't beat them, at least we won't surrender!" the members of the martial arts club shouted in unison.
"You lose, and so do we!" The voices gathered into a torrent, and everyone's faces were full of tragedy. Lu Changsheng aroused the emotions in their hearts.
"Fight to the last man and never admit defeat!"
"Fight to the last man and never admit defeat!"
By the end, the roars became extremely neat, as if they had been rehearsed. Even the expressions of both boys and girls became surprisingly consistent.
At this time, the faces of the martial arts association and the disciples of the aristocratic families who felt this tragic atmosphere were very ugly, because the students' roars were a sarcasm to them. If there were only a few people, maybe they could close their eyes and rest their minds, but this
It was the cry of thousands of people.
Even Leng Xiayue couldn't help but feel moved. He always felt a little strange when he looked at the sick young man beside the ring, but she understood the reason. If this young man was normal, he might not have this effect.
Because most people here have a sense of shame. Of course, those Japanese people, children of aristocratic families, and people in the martial arts association do not seem to have such a sense of shame.
In the end, even the teachers from Beijing University started shouting, "Who said China has no warriors?"
The Japanese martial arts delegation sitting opposite had ugly expressions on their faces. It wasn't the students' voices that frightened them, but the sudden unity of these students, which really surprised them.
After all, the Japanese country is just an island country. They are not afraid of China, which is powerful in science and technology, but they are afraid of China, which has united people and is united in facing the outside world.
Under this majestic sound, Zhou Zhiqiang's blood boiled. At this moment, he felt that even if Toshio Yamamoto was killed today, it would still be worth it.
But just as he was about to jump onto the ring, a hand held his arm and pulled him back. Zhou Zhiqiang's expression changed and he looked at the owner of this hand in surprise: "You...!
"
"When I lose, it won't be too late for you to come up." Lu Changsheng jumped onto the ring neatly, and he was still as weak as before. However, after jumping on the stage, he coughed a few more times, as if to tell everyone that he
I am sick.
Zhou Zhiqiang didn't know what to say, because he felt a terrible force in the hand just now, but seeing the pale face and a few coughs, he really couldn't connect with the force just now.
"Be careful!" Zhou Zhiqiang stood on the sidelines, ready to go up at any time. He felt that this man should be a martial arts master, but he was seriously injured.
At this time, Zhou Zhiqiang's heart was even more touched. The reason was simple. Even such an injured warrior had such a strong sense of patriotism. Why didn't he?
A layman watching the excitement, an expert watching the door, even the people in the martial arts association felt something was wrong, because Lu Changsheng's move just now was too neat, and he didn't look like someone who was seriously ill.
However, they thought that this young man should be a master, but he was injured, but they did not stop him. If this young man lost, and lost miserably, it would definitely calm the anger of the students present.
Moreover, the young man just said something, so there is no guarantee that these Japanese people will not kill. Once they kill, it will be easier for them. They can completely end this martial arts exchange, and they can also tell the outside world that it is not them.
If we are unwilling to take action, the opponent is really too strong. In front of a strong enemy, we should hide our capabilities and bide our time until we are strong enough to counterattack.
"Your courage is in line with the Bushido spirit of our great Japanese empire!" Toshio Yamamoto bowed to Lu Changsheng, and then said, "Tell me, what is your name!"
"Ahem!" Lu Changsheng covered his mouth and coughed, "You don't deserve to know my name. This is not your bullshit samurai spirit. It's just a normal Chinese reaction to the invasion of foreign enemies.
.....Ahem!"
Hearing this, not only Yamamoto Toshio and other Japanese people had ugly expressions, but also the martial arts association and the children of those aristocratic families had ugly expressions. Lu Changsheng was clearly calling them scoundrels, worse than normal people.
"If you want to compete, hurry up and stop talking nonsense!" Chen Haibin, the president of the Wushu Association, said with a pale face.
"Ahem, it's none of your business whether I want to compete or not. Come up if you can?" Lu Changsheng replied directly. Chen Haibin was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, but there was nothing he could do to Lu Changsheng because he didn't dare to go up.
"This guy!" The faces of the students present were speechless. They didn't expect that Lu Changsheng, who was so sick and sick, would not only go up, but also be so arrogant.
Although they felt that Lu Changsheng's scolding was very satisfying, they sympathized with Lu Changsheng even more and were worried about him at the same time.
"Where did this guy come from?" Liu Zhu asked strangely.
"Don't worry about where they came from, as long as you can win." Li Yi said with a smile.
"You think this guy can beat Toshio Yamamoto?" Liu Zhu couldn't believe it. She looked at Lu Changsheng carefully, but no matter how she looked at him, except for his sickly look, there was nothing special about him at all.
Li Yi didn't speak, just waved his hand and motioned for her to read on.
"Your rude behavior is an insult to a samurai!" Toshio Yamamoto said angrily.
"Ahem, there is no samurai spirit in China." Lu Changsheng said with a smile.
"Baga, you are seeking death!" Yamamoto Toshio was furious and without saying a word, he attacked Lu Changsheng.
"Wait!" Just when Toshio Yamamoto was about to land his palm, Lu Changsheng suddenly spoke.
Yamamoto Toshio stopped, looked at Lu Changsheng fiercely and said: "Chinese people, do you want to admit defeat? If you want to admit defeat, kneel on the ground and apologize to a samurai. After admitting that everyone in China is the sick man of East Asia, I will forgive you.
about you!"
"Spare your sister, ahem...which of your ears heard me saying that I was going to admit defeat?" Lu Changsheng cursed.
As soon as he finished scolding, there was a roar of laughter from the entire martial arts club.
"I don't have a sister!" Yamamoto Toshio said coldly, "You don't need to talk about my sister, you just need to tell me what exactly do you want to do?"
"I just said that I came here to kill people!" Lu Changsheng looked sickly, but every word he spoke was sonorous and powerful.
"Isn't he crazy?" Everyone present exclaimed.
"So what do you want?" Yamamoto Toshio asked.
"What else can I do? Just kill people. Either life or death will come in the next competition, or you can get out of here...ahem...what do you think? Do you dare, little Japanese devil?" Lu
Chang Sheng asked.
"He is really crazy!" The people present were in an uproar.
"Hey, who are you, and what right do you have to change the rules of martial arts exchanges?" Chen Haibin couldn't listen anymore.
"Haha." A voice came from the other side, "Since he wants to fight to the death, then our samurai from the Japanese Empire will naturally accompany him to the end. Toshio Yamamoto, if you die here, you will be considered loyal to the emperor!"
"Hi, Mr. Sato, it is my honor to serve the Emperor, Toshio Yamamoto!" As he said that, Toshio Yamamoto looked at Lu Changsheng, and then glanced at the martial arts club, "I don't know if these Chinese people dare!"
Chen Haibin's face was extremely ugly. He was thinking about today's exchange. If he loses, he loses. He just needs to send away these Japanese plague gods. But he didn't expect that things would progress to this point. At this time, he wanted to tear Lu Changsheng apart.
, the other vice-presidents of the Wushu Association looked livid.
"There are such warriors who are not afraid of death in a small island country. Why can't we, the Chinese nation, have such a fearless spirit of sacrificing our lives for the country?" Liu Zhu suddenly said, and she glanced at the senior officials of the Wushu Association, "If the Chinese nation can't have such a fearless spirit of sacrificing their lives for the country?"
I will die in the hands of you losers, Li Yi, if this little brother dies in the battle, then I will come next, if I die in the battle, you will come next."
"Of course I have no problem." Li Yi smiled and had no objection, because he knew Lu Changsheng's strength and there was no chance for them to take action.
"Beauty, if you die in the battle, I will follow you!" At this moment, a male classmate standing behind Liu Zhu suddenly said excitedly.
"If you die in battle, I will be the best!" "If you die in battle, I will be the best!" "If you die in battle, I will be the best!" "There are no cowards in China!"
Young and hot voices sounded out one by one. They did not represent the country at the moment, but they represented themselves and fought for the honor of the country, even if they would not be recognized by others in the future.
Even Lu Changsheng, who was standing on the ring, was filled with enthusiasm. He was thinking that if the whole of China could be so united, would these Japanese pirates still dare to challenge them in such a big way? One of them would spray them to death with just one spitting breath.