It's a pity that there are many passionate men in China, but there are also many national thieves. However, Lu Changsheng believes that except for a few people in Beijing University, every student has a pure patriotic heart.
Yamamoto Toshio's face was ugly. He had said so many words just now, and all the Chinese people were silent. But now if he just said a word, these Chinese people would gather together to fight. He didn't understand why these Chinese people would stand up. Finally, he looked at
He came to Lu Changsheng and found an answer in him that didn't seem like an answer at all.
"Chinese! You have no objections now, right?" Yamamoto Toshio locked his eyes on Lu Changsheng.
"Ahem, of course not." Lu Changsheng nodded with satisfaction and slowly raised his hand.
Seeing this, Yamamoto Toshio's eyes were full of murderous intent. He also raised his hand, but on his palm, a wisp of black energy began to gather, like a snake wrapping around him. His lips moved slightly, if it weren't for Lu Changsheng
It is difficult to detect at this distance, but he is actually reciting an ancient mantra.
"Hmph!" Yamamoto Toshio snorted coldly. His speed reached the extreme, and he arrived at Lu Changsheng's side almost instantly. He raised his hand and struck Lu Changsheng in the lower abdomen.
This move is called Ghost Hand, and it is the most vicious stunt of Yin Yang style, the three major schools of Japan. Although Toshio Yamamoto has not mastered it yet, it is enough to deal with Lu Changsheng, a sickly guy.
When the samurai took over this arena, he had already won five games in a row, and each game was defeated by one move. Only he knew that those who were defeated by him were not only defeated by the cyclone, but also before long, they would be defeated.
They will be drained of their essence and blood by the power of Tianhao, the ancient god of Yin-Yang style belief, and die.
They came to China just to kill people, to kill the most talented and youngest warriors in China, so that Chinese martial arts could not recover after a fall.
When this palm was only a few inches away from Lu Changsheng's lower abdomen, Toshio Yamamoto smiled. The man in front of him was already dead in his eyes.
With a slap in the face, everyone could clearly see that Lu Changsheng's sickly hand suddenly raised, and then slapped Yamamoto Toshio on the head.
In other words, with such a gentle blow, Toshio Yamamoto felt as if he had been stepped on by an elephant. His head was driven straight into the ground under the huge force. As for his ghost hand, it was just like this.
On the ground.
With a "bang" sound, Toshio Yamamoto's head hit the ground first and hit the ring.
"Ahem." Apart from the sound of coughing, the entire martial arts club was silent.
Everyone stared at this scene blankly. No one expected that the last person standing on the ring would be this sickly young man.
"What happened just now?" Chen Haibin looked at the ring with a look of disbelief.
"So... so fast, so strong, what kind of state is this guy in!" Leng Xiayue stood up. She stared at Lu Changsheng, trying to see who he was, because young people from several major families
There is absolutely no such terrifying person in this generation.
"Is he a disciple sent by the Qi Refining Sect?" Liu Zhu also stood up. The slap just now was too fast. By the time she reacted, Yamamoto Toshio had already hit his head on the ground, and his whole body was smashed.
It's on the ground.
"Haha, he is not from the Qi Refining Sect." Li Yi smiled.
"You seem to know his origin?" Liu Zhu asked curiously.
Li Yi shrugged but stopped talking. It was obvious that he had something to hide. Although Liu Zhu was not very familiar with Li Yi, he understood that if Li Yi didn't want to say anything, he wouldn't say it even if you killed him.
"One slap to knock down a late-stage Grandmaster!" Zhou Zhiqiang was stunned. Because he was standing at a close distance, he could see clearly, "Is this guy really sick?"
There was a "boom" and after a brief silence, the entire martial arts hall erupted into a strong roar, "Down with these Japanese devils!"
"Down with the Japanese devils!" The wave of voices became louder than the other, converging into a torrent and resounding in the martial arts club. They had suppressed it for too long. This slap came at the right time. After losing ten games in a row, they finally reached the tenth place.
How could they not be happy after they regained their face?
Faced with this sudden scene, every one of the Japanese delegation looked dumbfounded. Only then did they understand that the person in front of them would definitely not be a patient. Even if he was a patient, his state should be
It's very high. After all, even Houtian warriors can't say that they can slap a late-stage Grandmaster warrior to the ground and make him unable to move.
Seeing Toshio Yamamoto who was still twitching on the ground, Sato Kasanin, the leader of the Japanese delegation, quickly motioned to an early acquired warrior on the side to jump on.
Of course he couldn't watch Toshio Yamamoto be killed like this. Not to mention that Toshio Yamamoto was a genius disciple of Onmyo-ryu, even his own strength would be enough to step into the acquired world in the future, and even have the hope of reaching the innate world. This was a great blow to the Japanese martial arts world.
Not a small help.
What's more, this is China, and of course he can't let a Chinese kill one of his own.
This acquired warrior came up very quickly. He stretched out his hand to grab Yamamoto Toshio's leg, and then got out of Lu Changsheng's attack range and quickly left the ring. He knew very well that as long as he left the ring, even if there were rules, Lu Changsheng would
Nor can one kill someone while being carried.
"Shameless!" When this acquired warrior jumped up, the whole audience yelled. The rules were clearly one-on-one, and there was no possibility of admitting defeat. Now that he went up to save others, he was completely violating the rules.
It's a pity that the Chinese Martial Arts Association, which set the rules, didn't say a word. Although they were shocked by Lu Changsheng's strength, at this time they were more wondering about where Lu Changsheng came from and whether such a person would be good in the future.
would pose a threat to their status.
"Male Gobi, Japanese devils, do you still want to be shameless?" Seeing that the Houtian warrior was about to pull the person down, Zhou Zhiqiang was furious. He knew that the sick young man in front of him might not have the strength to hit him with the back palm.
Otherwise, how could you watch the other party snatch someone away?
But the Japanese delegation ignored the students' roars at all.
Just when the early acquired warrior was about to jump down, several streams of light suddenly flashed from Lu Changsheng's body, and they were caught off guard and hit the acquired warrior.
The man only felt weak for a while, and then his figure was suddenly fixed on the ring. At this time, Lu Changsheng's figure suddenly appeared in front of the Japanese Houtian warrior like a phantom, and raised his sickly figure again.
Yan's arm slowly slapped him up.
With a "bang" sound, the acquired warrior's head received the same treatment as Yamamoto Toshio's. His head hit the ground, directly making a hole in the floor of the ring.
It can be seen that the heads of acquired warriors are much harder than those of great masters.
Silence! The entire martial arts club was in deathly silence, just because they saw the sick young man slapped another martial artist, and this time it was an early acquired martial artist.
"Nima, this girl is too fierce!" When the students reacted, they were not only excited but also surprised.
"Damn it, if we had this kind of strength and didn't attack the Japanese island countries, how could we let them be so arrogant?" a student said.
"He's so handsome, he's so handsome. Does anyone know him? Does anyone know him? Give me a phone number and a Penguin number." A certain nymphomaniac said excitedly.
"Ahem." Lu Changsheng pretended to cough twice and raised his hand to signal for silence. His action was very effective. As soon as he raised his hand, everyone fell silent.
Lu Changsheng then looked at the Japanese delegation and said, "Who among you is Sato Onino?"
Facing Lu Changsheng's gaze, even the few remaining Japanese warriors from the acquired country were in shock. Only Sato Kasanin, who was in the middle and late acquired days, was calm, but they were actually very afraid of Lu Changsheng in their hearts.
It's no wonder, how can a person who can slap the acquired warriors to the ground unable to move, not make them afraid? Even Sato Hanazhanin, who is in the late acquired period, can't do it at all, unless he is innate.
But for Sato Hanakain to believe that the sickly boy in front of him is a genius, he is not willing to kill him. After all, who has seen such a young genius? Moreover, Lu Changsheng's appearance does not look like that kind of old monster.
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"I am the father of Sato Onino, Sato Kasanin. Who are you and why are you pretending to be a student to disrupt martial arts exchanges?" Sato Kasanin immediately asked.
"Haha, I'm not pretending to be a student, because I am a student of Beijing University. When it comes to you, find a few warriors from the three major schools to come and work overtime. You Capital University students, I haven't settled the score with you yet!" Lu Changsheng said coldly.
"You, they all have proof that they are indeed students of the Capital University of the Japanese Empire!" Sato Kasanin argued again, "It's just that they look a little older."
"You have your shameless methods, and I have my principles of dealing with things." Lu Changsheng said, kicking Toshio Yamamoto in the abdomen without hesitation.
"Poof!" Yamamoto Toshio spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face suddenly turned pale and he fainted. It was obvious that his cyclone had been disabled by Lu Changsheng.
"You!" Sato Kasanin's face changed drastically, "You will regret your actions today!"
"I never regret." Lu Changsheng said with a smile, "By the way, do you want their lives? Come up and fight with me. If you don't dare, call your son. He will
Aren’t you the number one genius of the Broken Blade Style? Don’t you, the Japanese country, talk about the samurai spirit? But don’t disobey your samurai spirit, as this will be detrimental to your future cultivation.”
Sato Kasanin knew clearly that Lu Changsheng was deliberately fishing to lure them up, but he still had the urge to jump on, for no other reason than the spirit of the samurai, especially the samurai of their Broken Sword style.
Even he couldn't control it, let alone others. Several Grand Master warriors and even several Grand Master warriors jumped onto the ring.
Sato Kasanin's face turned ugly. At this moment, he suddenly thought of the scene where they were sitting here just now, scolding the Chinese people for being incompetent, and those passionate young people jumped up and were destroyed by them.
But now it was their turn in an instant. The reason why these people went up was because the samurai spirit did not allow them to retreat. Originally, Sato Kasanin wanted to stop him, but when he thought that it would be better for them to go up than to go up himself, and Lu Changsheng’s two slaps just now made him
From the looks of it, it must have consumed a lot of money.
Now that there are so many people, they can also test Lu Changsheng's reality.