"Why are these people reacting so strongly?"
"Have you forgotten? On the road, he killed a swordsman named Itto Ueshiba, the one from the Death Reincarnation Team. Also, when he was in City C, he killed two Japanese samurai from the Miyagi family on the spot and chose a karate dojo. .”
Zhu Jia sighed.
"The Japanese take this aspect very seriously. Not to mention that you have done so many things. Even if you only beat someone from their faction, there will be experts who come to ask for advice again.
And these people are famous for not caring about their status. When they start a fight, they will rush into it in a swarm. It is impossible to stop without fighting for the upper hand. "
As he spoke, Zhu Jia began to worry: "Lao Cao is very clear about this, Jingjing, right? Didn't your father say that you should remind Yang Lin to be careful about Japanese backstabbing?"
"Yes, I have said that, and he also said that it was Gen Ito, Morihei Ueshiba, and Naoyoshi Tamura.
They are all beings with innate elixir power and above. They all live to be seventy or eighty years old. They have unique insights into the understanding of national martial arts and have extremely strong practical skills...
Unfortunately, these people do not abide by the rules of martial arts. Once they think that you are the biggest threat in the future, they may come up with various means to deal with you.
He also said that he asked you not to go to Japan during this period, for fear that the other party would use even more shameless means. "
A few people were chatting about the reactions from various countries.
There was a commotion at the door.
Some young people showed joy on their faces.
Several well-dressed young men led by him came forward to greet him.
"Sister Yuanyi, you are here too."
"Instructor, I think you should have arrived by now. Later today, we will celebrate Grandpa Wang's birthday, so let's find a place to get together.
Some brothers have rushed back from abroad and want to see you. "
"Here, here, you're here. What gifts do you bring? Xiaoyi is getting more and more handsome, and I don't know which brat I will take advantage of in the future."
An old woman smiled and took the gift and joked, and some old people nearby also laughed.
Even the birthday boy, Wang Tou, squinted his eyes slightly. Apparently, Yan Yuanyi's arrival made him feel very comfortable.
This means that many people still remember themselves as useless people.
On the other hand, a skinny old man next to him hid in the corner and grunted. He was chatting happily with others just now, but now he has a sullen face.
"That's Comrade Lao Yan. He can't stand his daughter... to the point where they don't speak to each other."
At some point, Old Li walked to Yang Lin and explained.
Yang Lin squinted his eyes slightly and looked over, and found that it was a woman who was about twenty-seven or eighty years old.
This person was wearing a long moon-white dress, with long eyebrows and phoenix eyes. He was tall and slim, and always had a slight smile on his lips, but he seemed to be distant at the same time.
She is obviously a woman, but she walks with a dragon-like and tiger-like stride, and has a very intimidating aura.
Yang Lin had discovered before that even the most outstanding young people in the group were cautious when speaking when they saw this woman.
Afraid of saying something unpleasant and causing the other person to have a fit on the spot.
He really does have the bearing of a general.
No wonder he can take charge of a powerful department and control some elite soldiers and generals in a submissive manner.
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The mind is determined.
Wang Chao stepped out diagonally, his feet touching the ground, his figure erratic, his palms intertwined like sharp daggers, he thrust his body sideways, and thrust his palm into Yang Lin's waist.
Tai Chi is round and Bagua is slippery. The most poisonous thing is the mind.
Wang Chao took out the slippery stick in his hand and ran away as soon as he touched it. He united his mind and used killing to urge his palm. At this moment, he also forgot the humiliation he had suffered at the beginning, but regarded the person in front of him as a great master. The tiger comes to fight.
The cold hairs all over his body exploded, the pores bulged, and the air flow passed by him. He seemed to feel that he was no longer a person in front of him, but a ball of air that was roaring and roaring.
Wherever the air waves are fierce, where the wind stops,
It's like a person standing in the wilderness, feeling the ups and downs everywhere in nature. Wherever it rains and where it shines, everything is reflected in his heart.
Before a wave of air could form, he had already slipped his feet and dodged to the left as if he had been greased.
Like a civet cat, it jumped behind Yang Lin, turned into a monkey with its backhand, turned back to look at the moon, and had already picked Yang Lin's ear with a palm knife.
"Okay, this is the second move."
Yang Lin praised loudly, but this time he was somewhat sincere.
Wang Chao's progress is too fast.
The last time I saw him, he only knew how to attack fiercely, with ruthless tactics, just to get the lead.
This time, when we met again, the other person already knew how to use his body to listen to the energy.
Hear the opponent's strong and weak hand, and also hear your own winning hand.
Only then can he be qualified to understand the changes in virtuality and reality of boxing techniques, and also understand the wonderful changes in strength and softness. He has already stepped into the threshold of dark strength.
No wonder Tang Zichen wanted to choose him. Wang Chao had already surpassed 99.9% of the martial arts practitioners in the world based on his talent alone.
Every battle is progressing like crazy.
However, it is not a good thing for young people to go too smoothly.
So, Yang Lin decided.
Give him another setback.
He swatted Wang Chao's hand knife away from his ear like a fly, and said with a smile: "You still have one more move, use your special skill of dragon and snake attack, otherwise, you won't have a chance to use it."
"as you wish."
Wang Chao groaned, his tailbone shook, and his back shook like a dragon rising into the sky. His hands were like snakes, twisting together to form a snake kiss, like a fist or a gun.
Using his body as a horse and his hand as a spear, the dragon and snake attack together.
As soon as this posture is posed, there is a tragic and tragic atmosphere that permeates people's hearts.
It was as if the arena was no longer in front of him, but a bloody battlefield.
Wang Chao also seemed to have transformed into a battlefield general with a big horse and a spear. He whipped his horse, danced with his spear, and thrust forward. Either you die or I die.
With a flick of his foot, he arrived in front of Yang Lin. This time, he no longer dodged and struck, but attacked from the front. His punch was like a gun, and it hit Yang Lin's throat.
"Yes, this move is enough to establish a sect. The person who created this move has really fantastic ideas and a great mind."
