Rebirth of the Powerful

Chapter 167 The Little Powerful Shakes the Capital ([-])

Unexpectedly, Xia Xiaoluo said indifferently: "Mr. Yamashita still hasn't lost the characteristics of the Japanese who like to cover up their real purpose. You just want to beat me up, right? Why are you being so polite?"

Then, Xia Xiaoluo drank the red wine in the glass in one gulp, and said boldly: "Any time Mr. Yamashita raises a challenge, I will accompany you to the end, dare to show your sword! Do you know how our Chinese people drove your little Japan out of China at that time? It depends on not being afraid die!"

Everyone looked at his expression of sacrificing life and forgetting to die, and thought of his outstanding talent, all of them were moved by it.

Cao Haoxuan frowned, and said worriedly: "Xiao Luo, you still have injuries."

In fact, Xia Xiaoluo is not that stupid. After all, she has a mental age of over 30 years old, so it would be too naive to fight bravely.

He knew that although his injuries were healed, he was still very weak. If he usually fights, he would never be afraid, but at this time, he also had some concerns, so he smiled, and followed Cao Haoxuan's words, and said: "But , My body injury is just right. There are too many people here who can represent our Chinese martial arts. Sigh—— Er Gouzi, come here. Mr. Yamashita, you will fight against this little brother."

Er Gouzi and Qu Xiaoyuan are eating cooked beef with a plate and a knife and fork in the buffet area. The beef here is all transported from the prairie of Inner Mongolia. It is pure natural and pollution-free, and the meat is very delicious. Er Gouzi The son ate very frankly, but he regretted that there was no dog meat here, which made him secretly despise the poor food culture of the people in the capital.A fly in the ointment.

He and Qu Xiaoyuan wiped their mouths with their sleeves, and then Shi Shiran walked over. Er Gouzi squinted at Xia Shu's short figure at the foot of the mountain, and grinned at Xia Xiaoluo. He smiled and said, "Isn't this bullying second-class disabled people?"

Everyone covered their mouths and chuckled when they saw Xia Shu's timid figure.

Natsuki Yamashita's anger is all on Xia Xiaoluo. Like all Japanese, he is a person who admires the strong. He feels that only when a person is really stronger than himself can he make irresponsible remarks about himself.

Xia Xiaoluo talked vernacularly here for a long time, but when he got serious, he became a coward. This made him very disdainful, he sneered, and said: "If Mr. Xia is afraid of fighting with me, there is no need to say any reason. And Not everyone can be a giant of words and also a giant of action."

A cold light flashed in Xia Xiaoluo's eyes, and he said coldly: "Mr. Shanxia, ​​do you think I'm afraid of you?"

Natsuki Yamashita stroked his mustache, and said contemptuously: "Huaxia has been heavily influenced by Confucianism. Due to the influence of 3000 years of farming culture, there is no wolf and wildness in the body, and it has become a group of bloodless sheep. You have this I am not surprised by this reaction. Thinking of the bushido spirit of my Yamato nation..."

"Don't talk nonsense! I, Xia Xiaoluo, will accompany you!" Before he finished speaking, Xia Xiaoluo interrupted him with a blank face.

Even Xia Xiaoluo has a mature and stable personality, but she can't bear such an arrogant provocation. A little Japan who has been deceived and abducted in China actually denies the Chinese clan in such a way, and slanders a famous family from the root of its national character and national honor. clan, I am afraid that any bloody Chinese will not sit idly by.

All the Huaxia people on the scene just clenched their fists and looked at Xia Xiaoluo expectantly, hoping that he would rise up to fight back and knock down this arrogant little man who knows nothing about his heights and heights with one punch.

Xia Xiaoluo said in her heart, if I step on our heads and shit like this, I won't kill you, I'm really presumptuous, so I won't be stabbed to death by someone stabbing my spine or drowning in spitting while walking on the street?

Cao Weiye smiled lightly, a sly light flashed in his eyes, and said: "Forget about it today. I will practice another day. Today is for drinking and chatting about art. Don't be so barbaric."

He knows the details of Xia Shu Yamashita. This guy has practiced karate for at least 15 years, and he is also a master in Japan. Many people have suffered under his hands. Hitting all over the floor looking for teeth to suffer immediate losses.

Yamashita Natsuki was obviously aroused by national pride and became irrational. He smiled coldly and said to Cao Weiye with a bit of sarcasm: "I remember that Mr. Cao has also been a scout for many years, and he also fought and shot. Good player, I still remember that when we were shooting together three years ago, you were all 10 rings, and your level was not average. In order to practice martial arts, you even set up a gymnasium and put it in your office building, and you are not afraid of wasting people and money. If you If the Huaxia nation can maintain this kind of martial spirit, perhaps the quality of the entire nation will improve a lot. But, in the past two years, you have not used fists or kicks, have you? Your stomach has also grown bigger. Your abandoned gymnasium has also become Proof that you, Mr. Ye, love dragons."

Cao Weiye's face froze, his brows were inadvertently frowned, and he said to himself, Nima's Shanxia Xiashu is too rampant, dare to challenge me.Otherwise, you will suffer a bit, you really don't know that China is the land of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.A sharp gaze swept across the faces of Xia Xiaoluo and Xia Shu Shanxia, ​​and with a simple smile, he said, "Then... just practice."

He made up his mind that if Xia Xiaoluo suffered a disadvantage, he would do it himself to dispose of Xiashu Shanxia.

Cao Haoran has been holding a can of Coke and standing aside, enjoying himself.At this time, he said very heartlessly: "Fighting, it's all the men who are talking nonsense here for a long time and don't fight. How can they be more pussy than the little boys in our school?"

A look of fear that the world will not be chaotic and there will be no drama to watch.

Xia Xiaoluo and Xia Shu Yamashita looked at each other deeply, with smiles on their faces (sneering), those eyes wished to swallow their opponents in one mouthful, and they said together: "Let's go."

The 37th floor is the gymnasium, which is completely comparable to a large karate gym. The two walked in front to the entrance of the lobby. Everyone was very excited. When they walked to the entrance of the lobby, the elevator was too crowded, and some went straight up the stairs.

Only Chu Xiuhan, Er Gouzi, and Qu Xiaoyuan looked at Xia Xiaoluo's lonely and tragic back, with serious expressions of worry on their faces.

Qu Xiaoyuan gave Er Gouzi a kick, and said: "Cao Nenniang! Just now Xiao Luo let you go, why didn't you go? Later, Xiao Luo will have something wrong, I will kill you?"

Er Gouzi said stubbornly: "Grass, don't you understand? The little Japanese tried every means to lure Xiao Luo into the trap, and then justified our boss! I practiced with him alone, and he definitely unwilling."

Qu Xiaoyuan sighed deeply, and said: "Fuck, don't worry about so many rules, if our boss is going to suffer later, we'll go up and bite you to death! Kill him!"

Chu Xiuhan was also very worried, her heart was beating non-stop, she just felt a dull feeling in her chest, and she couldn't say a word in a daze, she only hoped that Xia Shu at the foot of the mountain was a waste material, and couldn't make a match for Xia Xiaoluo at all. After that, Xia Xiaoluo beat him up and made him famous in the capital.

The three of them went up to the 37th floor with apprehension, only to see Xia Xiaoluo and Yamashita Xia Shu standing face to face in a huge dojo.Surrounded by male and female guests, they looked at the center of the venue very nervously, not daring to make a sound. A farmer entrepreneur couldn't bear the craving for cigarettes, so he lit a thick cigar and smoked. Cao Weiye alone The sharp gaze swept over, and the man hurriedly pressed it off.

Even Cao Haoran, who had been chattering all the time, couldn't help but silenced. He stared at the two people on the field with a pair of pretty big eyes, and spit out a sentence for a long time: "Fuck, this is much more exciting than the middle school students fighting in our school."

On the court, Yamashita Natsuki introduced the rules of karate to Xia Xiaoluo. With a sly smile on his face, he said, "I won't talk about the origin of karate. According to Mr. Xia, karate was passed down from China in the Ming Dynasty. I came to Japan. Now let me talk about the rules of karate. Karate can be divided into two types, one is competitive karate, and the other is actual combat karate. In fact, there is no difference between the moves and practice methods. It is just that in competitive karate, the The method of 'stopping the inch' is what Huaxia said, pointing to the end, not using all the force, but stopping when touching the body, and retracting the force. The actual combat karate is all-round contact and full force."

Xia Xiaoluo nodded, smiled sinisterly, and said, "Understood, there are quite a few ways."

Natsuki Yamashita put on a black belt, seemingly casually said: "I have been practicing actual combat karate, but if you are afraid of getting hurt, we can also use competitive karate."

Xia Xiaoluo sneered, tied her Taoist robe with a white belt, and said, "It's a joke, if you want to play, you can play with live ammunition. Competitive karate is not the same as a dry silicone doll, and there is no pleasure at all!"

This sentence was like a joke, which made the male and female guests around smile for a while, and immediately realized the pros and cons of it, and couldn't help admiring the young man's attitude of recklessness and carelessness.

These words hit the heart of Xia Shu at the foot of the mountain, a smirk flashed at the corner of his mouth, he squinted his eyes and looked at Xia Xiaoluo, like looking at a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Suddenly, Xia Xiaoluo noticed the impressive black belt of the other party, his face became serious and serious, and asked: "Mr. Yamashita, can you introduce the rules of karate for me?"

Natsuki Yamashita smiled proudly: "The level in karate symbolizes experience, expertise and qualifications for low-level people. Like many martial arts, a colored belt system is generally used to distinguish, etc., and colored belts are used to indicate levels. The color becomes darker as you go to the beginning stage. The rank belt is the same black, and some schools use bars to indicate different levels of black belts. White belts are for beginners, and then orange belts, yellow belts, blue belts, green belts, There are brown belts and black belts. Black belts are divided into ranks, from first-degree to ninth-degree, and I have a fourth-degree black belt.”

Xia Xiaoluo asked: "Black Belt [-]th degree, have you practiced for a while?"

Xia Shu Yamashita intentionally put pressure on Xia Xiaoluo psychologically, saying: "Yes, I have practiced for 15 years."