As soon as he got started, Miyahira Yoshira made a killer move.

Karate is particularly skilled in kicking, hitting, throwing, throwing, locking, and twisting.

In comparison, Yamada I met before was simply the level of elementary school students.

Tang Yi shook his fists and started fighting against the opponent's attack.

The figure swayed, and on the ten-meter-wide arena, the two of them attacked and defended back and forth.

Although there was no commentary or exciting music, the sound of slapping sounds was a hard collision between meat.

"Master, who can win this time?"

Under the ring, watching the two people fighting fiercely together, with endless moves emerging, many of which were never seen before.

The strong men who Tang Yi greeted before the southwest corner couldn't help but sucked in the cold air. Why did the battle become so intense as soon as it started?

Both sides were very fast, and there were no extra tricks, and they were completely in a state of fighting for life.

He thought to himself that if he went up, he might have fallen down now. No wonder the two masters were unwilling to let them on stage.

"I can't see it yet. They are testing each other, and no one has any real skills."

The black-bearded old man squinted his eyes and watched the fight with concentration.

"Is this a test? No?"

Hearing the master's words, the few people became even more incredible.

Because now two people are back and forth without giving in, they are still at the temptation level.

According to their understanding, shouldn't temptation use virtual moves and half-force, so that you can hide your center of gravity and avoid the opponent's strong attack more flexibly?

But these two people are working step by step, and no one is willing to give up.

"The strength of these two people is still unknown. In the previous battle, we underestimated the Japanese's ability. No wonder he dared to speak wildly. It turns out that there is something in his hand. Junior brother, can you tell where this little brother came from?"

How old is the white-bearded old man, but as his senior brother, he can't see Tang Yi's fist path.

It is mixed with the moves of the Southern Fist and Northern Legs of each sect, each move is somewhat similar, but it looks like another in his hand.

"Senior brother, I'm also awkward. I didn't see what the younger generation's abilities belong to. I feel like a hodgepodge. Is he deliberately hiding his real routine?"

The old man with black beard shook his head. As two people of the master level have rarely moved around the world over the years.

I really don’t know when this kind of boy appeared.

"Then keep looking, I believe they will take a killer move in no time!"

The old man with white beard nodded. The young man's amazing appearance really made both of them lit up.

The fight continued, but the speed of both of them gradually slowed down.

But although the speed is slow and it seems that the physical fitness is declining, in fact, this is the beginning of the real battle.

The force of each blow was a little bit strong, and the murderous aura was fierce between the fists and feet.

"Okay! Beautiful fight!"

After parting again, Tang Yi kicked Miyahira Yoshira in the back.

He fell to the ground with his eyes wide open, and the kick immediately made the audience under the ring applaud.

In the state of excitement, Tang Yi obviously had the home advantage.

He stood there but couldn't say anything about his suffering.

It seemed like I kicked Miyahira Yoshira Miyagi out with one kick and took the initiative, but in fact, the other party's grab was twisted under his armpit just now.

The half of the body on the right was so painful that it was so painful that it wiped the sweat from its forehead that Tang Yi gritted his teeth.

There is no way, he also wants to save face. If he shows pain at this time, it will affect his morale considerably.

"I didn't expect that China is still a bit of a master. It seems that my trip is worth it!"

Miyahei Yoshira patted the dust on her waist and stood up straight with a smile.

"You are really like your ancestors. The blood shed on this land was not dry yet, and the unjust soul had not yet taken his life, so you dare to come here to set up a ring so arrogantly. I will let you know how strong the anger on this land is!"

Tang Yi shook his arms, his eyes pressing against the other party's waist tightly.

They seemed to be chatting and were preparing for the second round of fighting. This time, they would be more fierce than before.

"Abide by the strong is the unchanging law in this world. Either you are strong enough, or you can only be trampled by others. This was the case a few decades ago, and now it is the same. If you want to prove your strength, unless you can defeat me, it seems a pity now that you don't have the qualification."

Miyahei Yoshira stretched out his hands, his palms pressed, and his ten fingers were like hooks.

He squatted down slightly, but this time he had to take real skills.

"Then I will let you kneel here today and apologize to your ancestors!"

Tang Yi could see that the other party wanted to use the grapple, and he had to pay special attention when he waved his palms.

Grabbing is one of the most sinister moves in karate, specifically attacking human joints.

If he is caught, he will either die or be injured. The way to break it is naturally to use the palm technique to open and close.

"Races that only speak big talk should be eliminated, and the flag of the military will sooner or later be inserted into this land!"

Miyahira Yoshira murmured, and received a deeply rooted education since he was a child. He never forgot his former ambitions in his bones.

Otherwise, they would not have joined the Yaqi organization, so that one day the Great Japanese Empire would shine again.

"Remember, China will not be bullied by others, no matter in the past or now. The only thing that greets you is endless hell!"

When it comes to this point, the two people's positions have been clearly expressed.

Looking at each other, the two people collided again.

Tang Yi's palms flew over and opened and closed to restrain the opponent's capture.

This time, Miyahei Yoshira was not attacking fiercely, but took the routine of Yu Dou.

As the battle started again, a faint murderous aura was released in the moves.

"It's serious!"

The two old men in the audience could see clearly that the two people fighting each other had a killer move.

"No, little brother is going to lose!"

Just as the two were still observing, suddenly the wind on the ring turned sharply.

Tang Yi's flaw was taken advantage of by the other party.

The cat waist avoided the palm that Tang Yi slashed, and the cat waist penetrated into Tang Yi's side, Yoshira Gonghei, who was leaning on Tang Yi's side, stretched his hands and buckled Tang Yi's arm.

Tang Yi hurriedly took a step back and tried to avoid the other party's capture.

But he didn't expect that Gong Hei Yoshira rushed forward and didn't give Tang Yi any chance. He was kicked by Tang Yi's right rib, and his hands had already grabbed Tang Yi's left arm.

The elbow and wrist joints were captured tightly, and a victory smile appeared on Miyahei Yoshira's face.

"I'll destroy one of your arms first!"

When you turn your body, you will pull Tang Yi's arm directly towards your back. Grabbing means using leverage to stop breaking the joints.

"ah……"

Seeing Tang Yi failing, everyone instinctively closed their eyes, and Yang Han in the distance couldn't help but scream.

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