November 26, 1938, is bound to become a day that Shanghai people will never forget!
On this day, the long-lost arena competition in Shanghai begins!
Jang In-gyu vs. Yano Yaoichi!
China versus Japan!
On this day, Jing'an Temple was bustling with people.
On this day in Shanghai, people are excited!
The referees of the competition are Wan Longxin and Kimura Ayumi, the head of the Japan Joint Chamber of Commerce in Shanghai!
This was also arranged by Kawamoto Kojiro.
He didn't want this competition to have anything to do with the Japanese military forces.
"Kawamoto, we meet again."
Meng Shaoyuan walked up to him with a smile.
"Hello, Mr. Meng."
Kawamoto Kojiro also said politely: "It's great to see you here. Please sit down."
"Please, please."
The two sat down, and Kawamoto Kojiro said seemingly casually: "Mr. Meng is so bold. You are in a high position now. As the person in charge of the military commander in Shanghai, you actually show your face like this. Aren't you afraid that someone will assassinate you?"
"I'm not afraid, I'm really not afraid." Meng Shaoyuan replied very seriously: "Have you forgotten that this is a public concession?"
"so what?"
"This is my Shanghai!"
Kawamoto Kojiro said "Oh": "Then, I leave my safety to Mr. Meng."
"Easy to say, easy to say."
Meng Shaoyuan clearly felt something different.
Since Kenji Doihara came to Shanghai, reorganization was carried out quickly. Japanese young officers came to power and took over Japan's intelligence work in Shanghai as quickly as possible.
These young officers have obviously changed the situation in which the Japanese intelligence agencies in Shanghai were in trouble with each other, full of contradictions, and even lifeless.
For example, this Kawamoto Kojiro, although he was defeated by himself many times, he was never discouraged.
Even in the face of humiliation, he remained very calm.
"Mr. Meng is Chinese. You must be optimistic about Mr. Zhang Renkui in this competition, right?"
"Yes." Meng Shaoyuan suddenly blinked: "It's not interesting just to watch, how about we take a small gamble?"
"gamble?"
Kawamoto Kojiro was startled, then smiled and said: "We all know that Mr. Meng is rich in Shanghai, is he also interested in small gambling?"
"Flies and mosquitoes are all meat." Meng Shaoyuan answered without hesitation.
Kawamoto Kojiro was a little embarrassed: "But I don't have any money with me."
"Hey, you Japanese don't bring any money when you go out? Are you used to eating for free?" Meng Shaoyuan was a little dissatisfied, and his eyes immediately fell on Kawamoto Kojiro's wrist: "How about we bet on watches?"
"Ah?" Kawamoto Kojiro really didn't expect that Meng Shaoyuan would even bet on this: "Mr. Meng's is a Longines watch, which is more valuable than my watch. I'm afraid..."
"I told you, flies and mosquitoes are all meat."
"Then, okay." Kawamoto Kojiro felt helpless: "The competition is about to begin."
…
"There are no rules in this competition. Whoever falls first will lose!"
The referee explained: "Do you understand?"
"Understood."
"Then you can get your weapons."
Yano Yaoichi's face was very ugly.
He stretched out his hand and a Japanese sword was handed to him.
He slowly pulled out the knife and carefully handed the scabbard to his subordinate.
He held the handle of the knife with both hands: "Mr. Zhang, where is your weapon?"
Zhang Renkui smiled faintly and stretched out his hand: "Knife!"
Sun Qingsheng came over and handed the cloth-covered weapon into Zhang Renkui's hand.
Zhang Renkui pulled the cloth cover.
A gleaming scythe appeared in front of everyone!
This scythe has been with Zhang Renkui for most of his life. On the battlefield, killing people is useless. There seemed to be faint traces of blood on the blade!
Zhang Renkui grew up in a poor family and started herding cattle for the landlord's family when he was less than seven years old. Although the young Zhang Renkui was born strong and honest, he was not interested in fighting and killing. When he was not herding cattle, he would always sneak to the private school in Shenzhuang Village alone, hide outside the window, and eavesdrop on the lectures of an old scholar from the same clan.
Later, the old scholar was moved by his sincere reading and took him into a private school. However, Zhang Renkui had not been studying in private school for long when a sudden disaster broke his desire to concentrate on studying.
One night, the old scholar's home was robbed by bandits, and the whole family was killed.
Seeing the tragic sight of his mentor's family lying dead in a pool of blood, Zhang Renkui's bloody nature was aroused. This bloody nature made him see the world clearly. It is too difficult for an honest person to survive in troubled times. He can't save his life by reading only the books of sages.
In this way, Jang In-kyu picked up the iconic weapon of his life, the sickle! He made a vow to practice martial arts, become a strongman, kill all the bandits in Teng County, and avenge the blood of his old mentor from the private school.
Zhang Renkui has a cousin named Shen Ranqing, who is a rare martial arts generalist in the Lunan area, especially in Zhaquan and Xingyiquan.
Zhang Renkui picked up the sickle, and after finding his cousin, he determined with the sword and kowtowed to become his master. This study lasted for fourteen years. After he learned martial arts, his neighbors gave him a nickname: "Zhang Da Sickle".
In the fifteenth year of Guangxu's reign, 25-year-old Zhang Renkui took part in the Teng County Wuxiucai Examination under the guidance of his cousin, "Practice martial arts to serve the country, and a martial artist must be famous." With his good martial arts, Zhang Renkui came out on top and won a resounding title. "The number one Wu scholar".
After that, through the Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China, Zhang Renkui became an army general from a martial arts scholar.
This scythe has never left him!
"I heard that Mr. Zhang's scythe skills are extraordinary, and I am honored to learn from him today!" Yano Yaoichi said with murderous intent: "Mr. Zhang, are you really unwilling to serve the Empire of Japan?"
Zhang Renkui stood proudly with a sword: "I am an upright Chinese, how can I serve Japan!"
"Then you can die!"
Yano Yao firmly grasped the handle of the knife with both hands, and his hands were actually trembling slightly.
Zhang Renkui is not so old that his eyesight is dim.
what happened? This Japanese seems a little impatient?
He wouldn't know that at this time, Yano Yaoyi's mind was filled with the scene he saw at Shengdong Hotel.
His wife, naked, hugging a man.
Shame!
This is the greatest shame for a man!
"The competition begins!"
As soon as the referee finished speaking, there was thunderous cheers in front of the ring.
"Come on Zhang Renkui! Come on China!" The voices are endless!
"go to hell!"
Yano Yao roared, raised his Japanese sword, and without even the slightest preparation, he rushed straight towards Zhang Renkui!
Nakajo flow knife technique:
Zizhai slashed with one knife!
Full of momentum.
Unfortunately, he exerted too much force and his steps were a little sloppy.
Zhang Renkui sidestepped and struck with the sickle!
There was a "dang" sound.
The sickle and Japanese sword collided briefly and sharply, and then quickly separated.
The two passed each other and changed positions.
Yano Yao stared at Zhang Renkui with blood-red eyes like a vicious wolf.
"good!"
As the two swords clashed for the first time, cheers erupted under the ring again.
Who is that?
As soon as Yano Yao changed his position, he suddenly saw that under the ring, standing in the front row, were Riko and her man!
Li Zi seemed to be avoiding her gaze.
But that hateful man actually held Li Zi's hand and smiled at him.
"idiot!"
Yano Yaoichi was angered again.
This man actually came with Li Zi and held Li Zi’s hand!
The scene in the hotel room popped up in Yano Yaoichi's mind again!
"go to hell!"
He vented all his anger on his opponent.
Zizhai slashed with one knife!
The Japanese actually used the same trick?
Zhang Renkui was a little surprised. This shouldn't happen. After using it once, he already had initial experience in dealing with it.
The sickle quickly came forward.
There was another loud noise, and the two changed positions again!
Who is that?
The man holding the woman's hand is not...
Meng Baifeng! Brother Baifeng!
Why did he suddenly appear again after disappearing for so many years?
Meng Baifeng smiled faintly, as if he didn't want to watch anymore, took Lizi's hand and turned to leave.
But suddenly, he turned around again, put a hand on his throat, and wiped it hard!
Cut throat!
Kill Yano Yaichi!
"idiot!"
Yano Yaoichi completely fell into rage.
The more masters compete, the more calm they need.
Being angry will only make you impetuous and cause you to have more flaws!
But Yano Yaichi completely forgot about this!
He actually used Zi Zhai Yi Dao for the third time!
Zisai's one-sword slash is the most powerful move in Chujo-style swordsmanship, and it is also the most powerful.
Yano Yaoichi wanted to split Zhang Renkui in two with this move.
But after using one trick three times in succession, Zhang Renkui had already figured out the opponent's routine.
Seeing the other party charging at him with the same sword technique for the third time, the old man remained calm and composed.
No matter how arrogant he is, I remain firm and unmoved.
If it doesn't move, it will be gone. If it moves, it will move like a thunderbolt!
This time, the old man did not use sword to sword.
When the Japanese sword was about to cut him, the old man suddenly turned sideways and gave way. Then, like lightning, the handle of the scythe hit Yano Yao's Shenmen and Taiyuan points on his wrist!
Yano Yao's wrist went numb and he couldn't control it anymore. The Japanese sword fell to the ground with a "ding-dong"!
I was shocked, but it was already too late!
Zhang Renkui roared and swung his sickle fiercely.
A cold light flashed!
Zhang Renkui put away his knife.
Yano Yao stood there in a daze.
Then, blood appeared on his neck.
In an instant, blood surged out like a fountain.
Yano Yao swayed, then swayed again.
Falling to the ground!
In front of the ring, there was silence.
"good!"
I don’t know who was the first to burst into cheers!
"Okay! Good! Zhang Renkui is mighty, China is mighty!"
"China is mighty and will win the war of resistance! Long live!"
The cheers soared into the sky in a moment!
China is mighty and will win the war of resistance. Long live China!
…
Kawamoto Kojiro looked at it blankly.
He still doesn't believe that Yano Yaoichi actually lost?
Lost to a seventy-three-year-old man?
No, this is not true.
An illusion, it must be an illusion!
"Vulnerable!" Meng Shaoyuan sneered.
Kawamoto Kojiro smiled bitterly.
Vulnerable!
How does it feel to hear this sentence from your mortal enemy?
Meng Shaoyuan said slowly: "Kawamoto, pick a strong person next time, ah, by the way, your watch."
Flies and mosquitoes are all meat!
