The strongest supreme soldier

Chapter 166 Out of the mouth
In the county town, the noisy streets.

An open-air square is a place where some uncles and aunts dance on weekdays.

However, it has now been set up as a platform, surrounded by a red carpet and colorful flags flying around.

There are various banners hanging on the surrounding buildings.

"Punch the sixteen states of Nanyang, and point the sword at the nine gates of China!"

"Make friends with martial arts, fists and feet are ruthless!"

"The power of thunder, the power of empty hands!"

"Wu Wu Er, the supreme swordsman!"

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All kinds of banners hung all over the square, facing such banners, many people came to join in the fun.

Everyone looked at those banners, and it was obvious that this was to set up a ring.

The words are still polite, but today, three days later, a banner appeared, detonating the crowd.

"Destroy Shaolin with fists, kick Wudang with feet, Chinese martial arts, vulnerable!"

Such rhetoric changed from the previous moderation, which made the spectators keep whispering to each other.

"This little devil is too crazy, dare to say such a thing here!"

"His grandma, I really want to go up and have sex with him!"

"Do you need to be so arrogant, do you really think there is no one in China!"

The crowd was chatting excitedly, but there were rumors that they had come to see the excitement earlier.

"That can be done like this. Several martial arts gyms have been overturned to the ground. Did you see that the signs standing there are all left by the challengers!"

"Let's be realistic, I've read too many martial arts novels, I really have skills!"

"If you have the ability, go for it. The day before yesterday was still lying in the hospital. It is said that he is still the provincial champion. With that body, the arms are thicker than your legs!"

This arena has been standing here for three days, and in the three days, a total of sixteen people took the stage in the first two days.

That one looked arrogant, but in the end, they were all thrown out of the ring.

On the third day, only three people made it to the stage, but they were all kicked out of the ring in the end.

There are many well-known figures here, especially a monk from Northern Shaolin, who was also beaten down after fighting fiercely with the opponent for more than ten minutes.

In this way, Miyahira Kira became even more arrogant, rushed to make a new banner overnight, and hung it on the highest place.

The people below talked a lot, but Miyahira Kira on the stage was extraordinarily arrogant.

Kneeling in the middle of the ring, with his eyes slightly closed, he held a samurai sword in his hand.

This is his habit, and he usually meditates like this.

Despite the colorful flags flying around and the autumn wind fluttering, he was still immersed in his own world.

It's just that the contemptuous sneer at the corner of his mouth made people even more angry.

As for Qin Meng, although he was wearing a plaster cast, his face was still full of joy. More than 40 security personnel under him lined up in a row at the front of the ring.

This picture reminds people of the puppet soldiers and traitor translators who worked for tigers when the little devils invaded the Northeast.

"Hey, people in the audience, is there anyone else who wants to challenge? Our time is up, don't you usually say that you have the ability? This arena has been set up for three days, and there is not even one who can retreat completely. I'm so sorry!"

Qin Meng yelled, pulling his neck, each station was only open for three hours a day.

Now seeing that the time is coming, thousands of people gathered around to watch, but they didn't go on stage, at most they were shouting and cursing secretly below.

In the distance, Tang Yi's motorcycle finally rushed over with Yang Han on board.

These days in the countryside, without the Internet, Tang Yi doesn't know what's going on in the county.

And when he parked the car, he looked up and saw the banner fluttering high, and he couldn't help but burn with anger.

"I'm here to watch you, remember to punch him twice for me!"

Yang Han was fully armed again, and naturally she couldn't go forward wearing sunglasses.

But seeing such a banner, Yang Han also felt that the fire was going up, this little devil is really too arrogant.

"Don't worry, leave it to me!"

As a soldier, Tang Yi has never had a good impression of Japan. After all, as long as he is a Chinese, he will never forget the pain in the past.

Especially in the land of Northeast China, the crimes committed by Japan in the past have not been faced up to now.

Now he still dares to come here to show off his might.

Putting down the motorcycle, Tang Yi took a look and then stepped into the crowd.

However, he didn't go straight to the ring, because just now, he saw several figures.

What Tang Yi pays attention to is not what ordinary people would pay attention to.

After squeezing through the crowd, he came to the right side of the ring.

There are a few people standing here, and the men on the left and right sides have big arms and round waists, surrounding two elderly people in their 60s in the middle.

The two old men were thin, with beards, and the autumn wind was cool, but the two old men were both wearing single clothes.

Although they are old, their eyes are particularly energetic, especially for those who are not familiar with them, they can see that their temples are highly arched.

"Brother, why don't I deal with this little devil!"

One of the old men said to the other old man.

"Brother, you know that I hate Little Japan the most, so let me!"

Another old man stroked his beard and said, looking directly at Miyahira Kira on the ring.

"Two masters, this kid is too young. I'm afraid even if you win the stage, you will be accused of bullying the younger, or let's go!"

A few younger strong men around were eager to fight, and they hated this little devil very much.

"No, this young man is a devil, but we must face him squarely. He wouldn't dare to go up Liangshan without two or three. Yesterday's monk is not weak, but he can't do anything about it. Nine times out of ten you will lose!"

The two old men shook their heads at the same time, turning their hatred to hatred, but the opponent's strength is not weak, and it is impossible to win by relying on hatred.

"Seniors, I won't bother you two to deal with this kind of idiot. Let me send him away."

At this moment, Tang Yi spoke from behind.

The two old men turned their heads and saw Tang Yi. After looking up and down, they looked at each other.

"I don't know where the little brother came from?"

The two old men are both at the age of surfing the sand, and they look extraordinary.

Although it was only a glance, one could tell that Tang Yi was definitely not someone who would wait for nothing.

"Scattered people with no family and no sect, if I can't do it, I will be bothering the two seniors."

Tang Yi smiled slightly, clasped his hands together, this is the rule of the world.

But he is indeed a teacher who has nowhere to go, and the fairy pit is mixed with dragons, and no one says he is the one who wonders.

"Then there will be little brother Lao!"

Seeing how young and late they were, the two elders nodded involuntarily, and parted to make way.

"Hey, grandson on the stage, your grandpa is here!"

Tang Yi nodded slightly, let out a loud roar in his dantian, followed by the whole person and rushed towards the high platform.

(End of this chapter)