"What!"
Tang Long stood up in shock and said, "Dongsheng, what on earth is going on?"
Liu Dongsheng was Tang Long's second apprentice. He glanced at everyone and said, "Master, they are the people from the karate gym. Go and have a look."
"Let's go!" Tang Long said and rushed out with a sway of his body.
Wang Dachun and others looked at each other and followed.
At this moment, many people wearing karate costumes came to Tang Long's martial arts gym. These people were all masters of the Paddy Karate Gym, and they almost surrounded the martial arts gym.
The rice field karate gym is full of Japanese people. In the United States, not only are there Chinese, but there are also many Japanese people. There is a Japanese street.
Not only the Chinese need to stick together to keep warm, but the Japanese also have their own societies.
Hayata Kazuo, the owner of Inada Martial Arts School, had some grudges with Tanglong Martial Arts School because he coveted Hongying's beauty, and fights often occurred between the two families.
At this moment, Kazuo Hayata was standing aside with his arms folded, happily watching his apprentice fight with people from the Tanglong Martial Arts School. There were two middle-aged men beside him. One was tall and the other was short. The taller one was named Li Yonghao. , the short one is called Pu Congnan, these two are helpers he hired from the Taekwondo gym.
It's very chaotic here in the United States, a mixed bag of good and bad, and people often come to play, not only white people, but also black people. Chinese people are often bullied here.
Not only that, even Japanese and Han people sometimes look at them with covetous eyes.
Therefore, those who can open a martial arts gym here must be strong, otherwise they will not be able to open it at all.
"Look, let's just say that Chinese Kung Fu is just fancy fists and embroidered legs, with no actual combat ability. How many rounds do you think that kid from Tang Long Martial Arts School can last?"
While watching the match, Kazuo Hayata commented on the two people fighting on the field, with disdain on his face.
This man had a thick black beard on his mouth, and his mouth almost reached the sky.
Li Yonghao took over and said, "Yes, the warriors here in China pay attention to watching the battle and skill. The actual combat is much worse, unlike our Taekwondo direct attack."
Kazuo Hayata laughed, "Our karate and judo are the same, they are both killing skills."
What they said is actually good. There are two types of karate or judo gyms. Most of them accept ordinary students, and the other one accepts students from their own country and teaches them real killing skills.
The gyms here in the United States accept their own students, and only here can you learn real Kungfu, unlike those gyms in other countries, which are purely money-making.
boom!
At this moment, Liu Jun, a student of Tanglong Martial Arts School, was thrown to the ground heavily by Dongfeng Chixiong, a disciple of Ichiro Hayata.
Dongfeng Chixiong didn't give up. He grabbed one of his arms, turned his body, and then twisted it hard.
"Stop!" Hongying rushed over, but it was still a step too late.
Liu Jun let out a scream, and one of his arms was twisted off on the spot.
"you……"
Hongying raised her foot and kicked Dongfeng Chixiong away. She looked at Kazuo Hayata and said angrily: "Your people are too cruel."
Liu Jun's arm was broken and he would never be able to practice martial arts for the rest of his life. This was a huge blow to a martial artist.
Everyone in the martial arts gym stared at Kazuo Hayada and his gang with angry faces.
Kazuo Hayata chuckled, "This is a martial arts competition, and there will inevitably be casualties. It's not like you don't know that, Hongying."
Hongying and others helped Liu Jun up, glared at Kazuo Hayata and said, "Kazuo Hayata, what on earth do you want to do?"
Hayata Kazuo said with a straight smile: "Nothing to do, let's discuss with your husband Tang Long. Why, Master Tang won't be a coward and hide, right?"
He just planned to take advantage of the martial arts competition to beat Tang Long to death and maim him. From now on, his wife Hongying would be his. Kazuo Hayada had a perverted hobby, that is, he liked wives.
Hongying's face changed slightly, "You..."
"Haha, to deal with you, a little Japanese ronin, why do we need our gym master to take action? I, an ordinary student, can deal with you!"
At this moment, a faint voice rang out, and Tang Long was seen rushing over with several men and women.
This was naturally said by Wang Dachun, who was next to Tang Long. He planned to take care of the affairs of the martial arts school before doing anything else. With his character, it was impossible for him to ignore this matter if it happened to him.
Kazuo Hayata staggered at his feet. Who is this? Even Tang Long didn't dare to speak like this. How could an ordinary student be so arrogant?
"Boy, you are looking for death!"
Hayata Kazuo took a look at Wang Dachun and found that he was so young and showed no trace of cultivation on his body. He immediately did not take him to heart, so he winked at Dongfeng Chixiong and said, "Go ahead and kill that kid."
He had no idea that Wang Dachun had already restrained his aura and deeply hid his cultivation.
Here in the United States, if foreigners fight among themselves, as long as it does not affect others, the police will not care even if they beat people to death.
Therefore, the public security here is very chaotic. Let alone at night, you have to be careful when going out during the day. Many people have been robbed of money or sex.
Dongfeng Chixiong raised his fingers at Wang Dachun and said with contempt: "Boy, come here and die!"
Wang Dachun lowered his voice and asked Tang Long, "Can I be beaten to death?"
Tang Long nodded, "Of course, the police here in the United States generally don't care much about our Chinatown affairs. As long as it doesn't cause too much trouble, no one will care at all if one or two people die."
Wang Dachun nodded and walked towards Dongfeng Chixiong.
Dongfeng Chixiong pointed to the floor in front of him and said with contempt: "Kneel down! I can let you die with dignity."
Wang Dachun narrowed his eyes and said, "Very good, I know how you are going to die later. Kneel down and kowtow to me three times. Then call me grandpa and I will spare your life!"
"Looking for death!" Dongfeng Chixiong was furious. His body swayed like a cannonball and he rushed towards Wang Dachun. He struck Wang Dachun in the head with his kick.
This guy is a Grandmaster Xiaocheng, and his strength should not be underestimated. There was even a crisp sound from this attack.
Wang Dachun stood there motionless as if he was frightened. When Dongfeng Chixiong rushed forward, he suddenly kicked out and put it on Dongfeng Chixiong's other knee.
There was just a click, and Dongfeng Chixiong groaned. At this moment, his other leg was only a punch away from Wang Dachun's head.
Wang Dachun stretched out his hand and pressed on his ankle, "Come down here!"
Dongfeng Chixiong was unsteady and suddenly fell to his knees on the ground.
His knees and ankles were useless at this point.
boom!
Wang Dachun punched Dongfeng Chixiong on the head, knocking his head into his chest.
The scene fell silent!
