"There is no leg method." Fumio Fumio also rubbed the place where his shoulder was hit, and said, "I never said that I only used karate. This is my own creation based on Chinese leg method. How about it? It's not bad, right?"

Chen Zhen showed a thoughtful expression, and then kicked back sideways.

Fumio Fumio hurriedly blocked it, waved his hand and stabbed it straight. Unexpectedly, Chen Zhen did not care about it, and forced himself to take this move and stretched out his hands to hold his clothes on his chest.

"not good!"

It was too late when Fumio Fumio realized something was wrong. Chen Zhen suddenly tripped under his feet with his right foot. When he couldn't take the force to fly into the air, he kicked his left foot in his abdomen, and then pulled his hands suddenly and lifted Fumio Fumio directly from his shoulders and rolled out on the ring.

This move uses the power to skillfully use Funfu Fushige's own power. The two of them merged. Funfu Fushige fell to the ground and was seriously injured even if he was seriously injured. A scream suddenly came from the audience.

"Don't want it Chen Zhen!" It was Yamada's voice.

At the critical moment, Chen Zhen hesitated for a moment, forcibly changed the direction of force with force with force, and threw Fumio Chuanyue out.

Fumio Fumio turned over and landed in the air, and then he retreated continuously to the edge of the ring, barely gained a foothold and did not fall down.

However, the impact of this attack has not ended, because the force is too strong, Fumio Fumio's legs can't help but tremble. He smiled bitterly and asked, "What is the self-sacrifice technique in judo at this time?"

Chen Zhen glanced at the nervous look of Yamada Hiroko in the audience and nodded.

"No," Fumio Fumio twisted his feet, looked at his niece, Minokon in the audience, and sighed, "Young man, you are really amazing. I hope you will have the opportunity to continue to compete with you, but this time I still have to congratulate you, you won."

After saying that, he jumped off the ring gently.

"I admit defeat!" raised his hand and signaled to the referee.

As soon as these three words came out, there was a burst of cheers at the scene.

Everyone in Jingwu Sect rushed to the ring and surrounded Chen Zhentuan.

"Senior Brother Chen, you are so awesome!"

"I had known for a long time that Senior Brother Chen would definitely win once he made his move..."

Yamada Koko came to Chen Zhen and said softly: "Chen Zhen, thank you for letting Uncle Chuanyue go."

Chen Zhen shook his head, looked at Funfu Chuanyue, who was slightly lonely and far away, and said softly: "Mr. Chuanyue will admit defeat not because I am better than him, but because he thinks that the Japanese cannot defeat the Chinese..."

At the last moment, Fumio Fumio still had a chance to fight back, but he finally chose to give up.

...

On the other hand, Fujita Takashi broke the table in front of him with a "boom", "Why should I admit defeat?"

Fumio Fumio's expression was calm and said, "Of course you have to admit defeat if you are not as skilled as others."

Fujita Takashi walked to Fumio Fumio with murderous intent and stared at the other party: "You have more energy, why don't you continue to fight?"

Fumio Fumio's eyes were extremely deep, as if he was not alarmed by the other party's murderous intent at all. "The meaningless battle is meaningless. Since the difference has been distinguished, why not make a conclusion early?"

"Haga, die!" Fujita Takashi clenched his right fist and was about to take action.

The Japanese envoy who also watched the competition quickly stopped him and said, "Don't calm down, this is a competition club. Don't get angry, let the whole world see the jokes of us Japanese."

"I will tell the military headquarters truthfully, just wait for punishment!" Fujita Takashi suppressed his anger and said in a stern manner.

Fumio Fumio yawned indifferently, "I just happened to want to retire, so it would be best if I removed my post. I am going to go back to my hometown in Hokkaido to be a leisurely fisherman."

After saying that, he left alone.

"Hmph, damn old man, I've been assimilated in China for a long time." Fujita Takashi looked at him with murderous intent.

...

After the lively event, the second game was held half an hour after the end of the first game.

After the bell of the competition rang, Huo Tingen, the Jingwumen, walked onto the ring first.

Fujita nodded to Miyamoto Saiki beside him, "June Zaiki, please."

The young man in front of him has a noble status, and even he has to pay attention to it.

"Ha!" Miyamoto Saiki chuckled and walked slowly onto the ring in his wooden clogs.

Get close, stand still, draw your sword.

"My sword is called Beiqian Captain Guang, three feet and two inches long. It is a great enemy's relics for my ancestors' life, and then I obtained it. You can also choose your usual weapon."

"Tingen, then." Someone from the audience threw a big sword similar to the Qinglong Yanyue Sword.

Huo Tingen took the knife and pulled a sword flower, stood up proudly and said: "The sword left by Wang Wu of the Great Sword, cut iron like mud, cut head like grass, and specializes in killing the invaders of the great powers."

When Huo Yuanjia was young, he had a master-disciple relationship with Wang Wu, a big sword. After Wang Wu's death, this sword was given to Huo Yuanjia by his widow and remained in the Jingwu Sect.

"It's indeed a good knife." Miyamoto Saiki took a strange posture, stepped forward, held the sword in both hands and faced the opponent sideways, and his aura suddenly changed.

If he was a deep and quiet ancient spring before, then when he picked up the long sword, he instantly turned into a ferocious wolf who was devoured to others!

"Don't worry, after killing you, I will save your sword." Yu Luo, and the three-foot long sword slashed straight down.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

A series of metallic attacks spread, and countless Mars exploded at the confrontation between the two weapons.

The two on the stage turned into two black shadows, crisscrossing, and the confrontation between swords and swords danced on the edge of death at all times.

"Huh!" Hu Tingen cut with a knife, and saw that he wanted to cut Miyamoto Saiji into two pieces.

At the critical moment, Miyamoto Saiji was not confused at all. The sword in his hand trembled, and the tip of the sword drew an arc against the sword. The sword bent, and then it stretched out suddenly, and his body tumbling and jumping like a spring, avoiding Huo Tingen's sword.

"Swish! Swish!" Two crescent-like silver arcs in the air swept towards Huo Tingen.

Silver Arc cleverly blocked the way, but seeing that he could dodge, Huo Tingen simply ignored it and rushed out and slashed forward.

Suddenly, a familiar whimper came from the audience, which made Huo Tingen tremble and looked down at the audience from the corner of his eyes.

"Clang!" As soon as he said, two figures intersected instantly, and the sound of metal clashing was still vibrating.

"Tick, tick..." The sound of blood dropping on the platform.

"Swish!" A blood fountain gushed out, and the injured person was Huo Tingen of the Jingwu Sect.

"Is this Yan Hui?" Huo Tingen said with his hands covering his wound.

"Yes, this is Yan Hui. You can avoid my first two swords because they are not killing swords, and the real killing move is the third sword." Miyamoto Saiji said slowly in a low voice.

"Good swordsmanship, but very despicable. Your goal has been achieved, I will let Xiaohong go." Huo Tingen said with a breath of breath, and fell to the ground without losing too much blood.

Seeing this, Miyamoto Saiji looked slightly closed and then turned around and left the arena.

"The winner of the second game is Miyamoto Saiki."

As soon as the competition ended, everyone from Jingwu Sect rushed to the ring. Nong Jinsun shouted anxiously and said loudly: "Hurry up, everyone, carry Tingen to the hospital!"

When Miyamoto Saiji arrived, a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of Fujita's mouth and bowed slightly and said, "Congratulations, Saijiji."

Miyamoto Saiki glanced at him lightly, "You shouldn't interfere."

"Everything is for the honor of the Great Japanese Empire."

Miyamoto Saiji was silent, and his fingers unconsciously crossed the waist of the kimono, where there was a foot-long gap. At the last moment, as long as Huo Tingen advances a little more, he might be the one who is injured.

He won this competition without any force.

"The other party is a respectable opponent, let that woman go."

"Of course." The duel between Miyamoto Saiki had already violated the other party's taboo. There was no need for Fujita to anger this person of extraordinary origin for a trivial matter, and nodded to the crowd with slightest in the investigation.

In the crowd, two men in black pushed the woman held hostage away and turned around and rushed into the crowd.

The woman fell to the ground, raised her head and exposed a jade-like face. She looked around helplessly, and then ran towards the people of Jingwu Sect with a pale face...
Chapter completed!