a mix of disdain and contempt. But the young man didn't seem to mind, continuing, "Of course, how could Uncle’s things not be custom-made""Little brother, you have great insight; you're going places!...Chapter 650: Musashi Yū
[] The leader of the Woji people nodded at a young man behind him. Seeing his boss nodding, the young man understood and stepped forward.
The middle-aged master of the Zhonghua Tower looked solemnly at these Woji people, especially when he saw the old man among them, his expression became even more serious.
Earlier, he had not seen this foreign old man, but now that he appeared suddenly in the group of Woji people, it was clearly their backup; otherwise, they wouldn't dare to come over with just these few people.
Outdoors, he had been puzzled: last time these Woji people were defeated, yet they didn't change personnel for another attempt. Wasn’t this seeking punishment But now it’s clear that they left a backup plan.
The master of the Zhonghua Tower saw this old man standing there like an ordinary person, but he knew that anyone who could come here was certainly not ordinary. Moreover, just by standing there, the Woji old man exuded an aura, invisible and intangible yet oppressive enough to make someone in his late internal energy phase feel the pressure.
"Jingming, go meet him!" When the master of the Zhonghua Tower saw a thirty-something-year-old man stepping out from the Woji side, he pointed at one of his men behind him who was about the same age and said that to him.
This thirty-something-year-old is called Wang Jingming, the senior apprentice grandmaster of the martial arts training hall. This Zhonghua Tower Martial Arts Training Hall can be considered an external branch organization of Hongmen, while this master of the hall is a dispatched representative. The students he takes are people who pay to learn martial arts in society, and these people will all become the bottom layer members of Hongmen.
The real Hongmen adheres to the tradition of teacher-to-disciple succession; their strength far surpasses that of external branch disciples.
"Little Five, go find Elder Zhou!" After calling Wang Jingming, the master turned around and whispered to another young man.
Seeing this old man from Woji made the master feel a little wary. He sensed something extraordinary about the old man, so he had to seek support; otherwise, the Zhonghua Tower Martial Arts Training Hall might suffer losses.
If Han people came to challenge them and lost, they could just find ways to get even later on, but with Woji people They must never lose at any cost.
After hearing his boss's words, this young man nodded and ran towards the door.
Wang Jingming stepped onto the field after that and bowed slightly to the Woji person. The Woji person then gave Wang Jingming a slight bow before both of them adopted combat stances simultaneously.
"Kill..."
Wang Jingming looked at this Japanese person and roared as he rushed over. The Japanese man also roared angrily and charged towards Wang Jingming.
The two men instantly clashed, both being skilled young fighters, making their fight very evenly matched.
When Wang Jingming attacked, he mostly used leg techniques. First, his legs were powerful, secondly, most of his martial arts skills focused on leg techniques, having learned the Shaolin 72 Leg Techniques.
Although his attack was fierce and relentless, the Japanese man did not fall short either; both exchanged blows evenly.
"Master, what kind of martial art is this little Japanese guy using How can he be on par with Senior Brother" Seeing that their fight was evenly matched, a young man in his twenties next to Master Li asked.
"Haha, on par, you say Your senior brother hasn't unleashed all his strength yet. Otherwise, would this little Japanese guy's Judo and Aikido stand any chance against him"
Hearing the young man’s question, Master Li chuckled and said. However, upon seeing an old man standing behind the Japanese person, the smile on Master Li's face gradually faded away, replaced by a serious expression.
"Oh!" Hearing his master's words, the young man’s face lit up with joy as he responded before continuing to watch the fight intently.
"Hey..." Suddenly, when this little Japanese guy found an opening in Wang Jingming, he let out a loud yell and jumped high, delivering a side kick with fierce momentum towards Wang Jingming's head.
Seeing this flying kick coming his way, not only did Wang Jingming remain calm, but a cold smile also appeared on the corner of his mouth.
The moment the Japanese man saw this cold smile from Wang Jingming, he immediately paled and tried to retract his leg. However, before he could, Wang Jingming kicked out too, aiming for the back of his knee.
"Crack!"
"Ah..." A sharp sound echoed as the Japanese man let out a miserable scream and flew backward.
"Pah...... Worthless!"
After the Japanese person fell to the ground, those around him did not help him up; instead, they spat on him and yelled at him. His right leg was in an irregular shape as he kept rolling on the floor screaming.
In the eyes of a practitioner of Japanese martial arts, losers were the most disgraceful. If it involved the reputation of their emperor and country, these failures had to commit seppuku to atone for their shame.
“Good, good…” On the other side, several young people from the Chinese Tower cheered loudly when they saw Wang Jingming dispose of a Japanese warrior in just a few exchanges.
Seeing the rolling Japanese man on the ground and hearing his companions cheering, Wang Jingming's face revealed an air of smug satisfaction.
However, the look of triumph did not appear on Li’s face. This was merely the beginning; the real高手 from their side had yet to come out, while he himself had already sent out the top young talent from his group for this opening victory.
"Take him over there!" The middle-aged man leading the Japanese group pointed at the person lying on the ground screaming and gestured with his hand to two younger men behind him.
When he spoke, there was not a trace of pity on the middle-aged Japanese man's face; only coldness and indifference. For them, losers did not deserve any sympathy or mercy.
After the young man who had been screaming on the ground was carried to one side, this middle-aged Japanese man turned to another man around forty behind him and said: "Tanagawa, you’re up next!"
"Hai~" Upon hearing his words, Tanagawa bowed slightly in acknowledgment and then walked towards the center of the stage.
However, as soon as he turned around, his expression drastically changed, with beads of cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.
It was because just as he had turned around, a hand suddenly appeared to rest on his shoulder. At his level, ordinary people would be sensed by him if they entered within three or four meters of his body. But now, the hand rested on his shoulder before he even realized it. If this person wanted to kill him, he probably would already have been a corpse!
When Tanagawa felt the hand rest on his shoulder, he instinctively exerted force all over his body to shake off that hand. But when he did so, a look of terror appeared on his originally pale face and beads of sweat started trickling down from his cheeks.
It was because just as he had used strength, every muscle in Tanagawa’s body suddenly went limp, leaving him unable to exert any force at all. Initially, there still remained a trace of僥倖in his heart, thinking that maybe he hadn’t noticed the hand due to carelessness. But when he tried to use strength, he felt an odd power emanating from this hand which instantly dispelled the strength he had just gathered.
Note that his strength in the Martial Arts Pavilion ranks among the top five. Even the Pavilion Master finds it difficult to defeat him, but now he has been restrained by a single palm, which is why he feels so shocked.
At this moment, Tan川slowly turned around. When he saw who was behind him, his expression suddenly changed. The hand that held onto his shoulder belonged to none other than the old man from the倭國.
Tan川had never met this old man before; he only noticed him after the old man followed them in. In his eyes, this old man seemed like an ordinary person, so he didn't pay much attention to him and thought that he had come just for fun. However, looking at the strength that the old man displayed now clearly indicated otherwise.
"Master Musashi, is this..."
Seeing what happened, the Pavilion Master bowed deeply towards the old man and respectfully asked.
It turned out that the倭國Pavilion Master only dared to challenge the Chinese Building Martial Arts Pavilion again after meeting the old man yesterday. Otherwise, how could they dare to challenge them again so soon after their recent loss Wouldn't that be a form of self-torture
After telling the old man about losing the challenge, he agreed to help them, which gave him the confidence to launch another challenge.
This old man is named Musashi Ichiro and is a martial arts master from倭國. When he was young, he had seen this old man once before. He never expected that by chance he would bump into the old man while drinking in a tavern. Because there was some connection between them, he took advantage of his drunkenness to tell the old man about their loss. Upon hearing about the Chinese Building Pavilion, the old man agreed to help him recover from this defeat.
To avoid alarming anyone, the倭國Pavilion Master, Inoue Sugi, did not inform anyone else in the倭國about the existence of this old man, so only he knew.
After hearing Inoue Sugi's question, the old man didn't answer but lightly flicked his hand. Tan川backed up a few steps and fell to the ground.
Musashi looked at Musashi without even glancing at fallen Tan川and walked straight towards the center of the field. At this moment, Inoue Sugi seemed to understand the old man's intention and his face immediately brightened as he watched Musashi walk toward the center.
"Pavilion Master, who is..."
At this point, Tan川got up from the ground and walked beside Inoue Sugi. Looking at the old man with a shocked expression, he whispered.
Inoue Sugi glanced at Tan川and then looked at all the martial arts disciples who were eagerly waiting for his answer. A smug look immediately appeared on his face as he said, "This venerable old gentleman is the most mysterious martial arts master in our empire, Musashi. Because I once met him when accompanying my ancestor, he agreed to help us defeat the Chinese Building Pavilion!"
PS: High voltage power outage today, only arrived home late at night. The stewed meat has already gone cold. Upon seeing that electricity was restored, I hurriedly got up to type and update. Sorry for updating so late tonight, brothers, please forgive me. Tomorrow I will try my best to resume updates!!! []nd"Let's go, let's go! Uncle Wang is coming, we should go to the door to welcome him!" Wang Manjiang stood up as he spoke."Right... We should..."The others also echoed in agreement. Having a chairman...