those years of rebirth

Fist Gang!

Kimura-kun has heard of it, but never seen it.

It is said that a powerful fighter can condense a lot of strength at the moment of punching, compressing the surrounding air into a solid existence.

This is a very high level of Chinese martial arts.

Japanese martial arts are passed down from China, but for thousands of years, the number of martial artists who can do this can be counted on one hand!The ones that appeared were basically some masters from World War II, because that period was the peak period of Chinese martial arts, and there were many masters in China. Many Japanese samurai learned some systematic Chinese martial arts from their masters here.

However, in the end, these people also passed away one after another, or disappeared, leaving behind many authentic Chinese martial arts and the mysteries of boxing.

One of the reasons for Iga Yuda's sudden emergence and his ability to establish a martial arts gym with his own strength, becoming one of the four major martial arts halls in Japan, and receiving open support from other martial arts halls, is that Iga Yuda chose the high-level mysteries of Bajiquan Passed it on to several other masters in the martial arts field, and thus gained their support.

Therefore, there are now a few top masters behind the scenes in the Japanese martial arts world who have comprehended the mystery of punching like a fist, and have reached the realm of fighting like a gangster, all thanks to Iga Yuda.

These are legends for ordinary Japanese samurai.

Kimura-kun is a martial artist at the pinnacle of strength, and fist is very far away for him.

But he knows the goods, because Iga Yuda came to the Yamato Budojo to challenge him back then, and to confirm the status of the Iga Budojo, he used his punches to defeat the masters of the Yamato Budojo and gained the support of the Yamato Budojo.

In that battle, Kimura-kun was the audience.

This kind of method that has almost reached the limit of human beings is frightening.

The only thing Kimura thought of at this time was to back off, get out of the way, and don't be hit by the opponent. With one punch, the big rock would be shattered, and the person would be killed instantly.

Bang...... Kimura retreated fast, Wang Hengxiao's fist was even faster, and stretched out instantly, with a bang, the air exploded, and the samurai uniforms of the surrounding Japanese samurai raised by the airflow, Kimura retreated fast enough, the fist Clinging to his clothes, it almost hit his chest, but the fist burst out instantly.

With a bang... Like a shell flying out of the barrel of a gun, Kimura accelerated and flew out in an instant, flying towards the door of their floor.

The dozen or so warriors behind were about to catch it in a hurry.

Mitsui Ichiken deeply knew the horror of this punch, and wanted to move away, but there were Japanese warriors around him. If he retreated at this time, he would definitely be criticized, which would damage his prestige in the Japanese martial arts world. The position of the owner of the Martial Arts Hall is unfavorable.Therefore, Mitsui Yijian nodded viciously, displayed a semicircle of Tai Chi with both hands, and took it towards the front.

Boom...... The two Yamato samurai in the front who wanted to catch Kimura were directly bounced to the two sides, hit the threshold, and passed out, and the seven or eight samurai behind were also hit by the huge force. It exploded and fell to the ground. Mitsui Ichiken was the last one to make a move. The samurai in front used up a lot of strength. He used the authentic Taiji Taiji in his hand, caught Kimura's shoulder with his palm, and then retreated sharply. , following the strength and speed of Kimura's body, without directly colliding with the strength in his body.

Bang... bang... bang... bang... bang... Mitsui Yijian supported Mucun with one hand and took five steps back on the ground. With each step, there was a muffled sound, as if the whole floor shook. A clear clog footprint was left on the red carpet, and presumably there was also a clear print on the floor below.

Drink... Mitsui Ichiken gave a final low cry, grabbed both of Kimura's shoulders with both hands, and spun Kimura half a circle in the air. With a burst of strength, Kimura was put on the ground, trembling and spitting out a mouthful of blood, but he was still able to move. He looked at Mitsui Ichiken gratefully, but saw that Mitsui Ichiken was also blushing, and at the same time spit out a mouthful of blood, shaking his body Holding on to the wall, he almost fell down.

Wang Hengxiao glanced at Ichiken Mitsui in surprise. This was the first time he saw Ichiken Mitsui make a move. He didn't expect that Ichiken Mitsui could catch his punch and only suffered minor injuries. It can be seen that this Mitsui Budo The competition for the venue owner is very strong, at least Baodan's peak state.

Especially in Taijiquan's Taijiquan just performed, the use of its posture, strength, and inner blood circulation, Feng Ming comprehended many essences of Taijiquan, and touched the real core of Taijiquan.

I didn't expect such people to exist in Japan.

Wang Hengxiao looked at more than a dozen Japanese warriors in distress, looked at Mitsui Yijian again, and said: "I didn't expect Mitsui-kun to be a master of Taijiquan. I hope you will not forget your roots. Since you took my punch, today's Let the matter be exposed, Mitsui-kun will do it for himself."

After finishing speaking, Wang Hengxiao turned around and was about to go up the stairs. A few Yamato warriors who stood in front of him hurriedly stepped aside and pressed against the wall, fearing that the distance between himself and Wang Hengxiao was not far enough, and he would be caught by the invisible aura. hurt.

"Your Excellency, go slowly!"

Inside, an old man stepped on wooden clogs and walked out slowly. He was wearing a Dahe samurai uniform, with a little bun on his head, and said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency beat up my martial arts disciple, so you want to leave easily. Then I will lose face in the Yamato Martial Arts Hall."

Wang Hengxiao continued to go upstairs, and said indifferently: "This has nothing to do with me. I have already shown mercy. You should be thankful that this is a public place."

Haze flashed in the eyes of the old man, his feet stepped on the ground suddenly, the clogs made two slaps on the ground, he passed through the stair guardrail, and punched Wang Hengxiao on the top, from the moment he punched, his arms Just spinning, this is a typical force technique for drilling, but at the same time as the old man rotated his arm, there was a faint layer of fists condensed on his fist.

One foot stepped into the realm of punching like a fist!

This old man might be able to sit on an equal footing with the owner of the Yamato Martial Arts Hall.

Staring at Wang Hengxiao closely, he said in a deep voice, "I don't care if this is a public place or not, you will die!"

Wang Hengxiao stopped and said in a low voice, "In this world, no one who can kill me has yet appeared."

The palm stretched out, and with a slap, it directly grabbed the old man's fist. The qi on the fist disappeared without any effect, and only made a popping sound like bubbles bursting. His fist was pinched and his bones shattered, and he grabbed the opponent's fist and slammed it, and the old man's arm involuntarily hit his chest.

Boom... The old man from the Yamato Martial Arts Field instantly flew out at a faster speed. No one dared to pick it up this time, not even Mitsui Ichiken. All the Japanese warriors hurriedly backed away and watched helplessly. The old man flew inside and fell to the ground, his chest was sunken, he was vomiting blood, and was unconscious.

Wang Hengxiao said coldly: "Yamato Martial Arts Center, if I have a chance, I will visit Japan."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and went upstairs, no one dared to stop him.

Mitsui Ichiken rubbed his numb arm, and Kimura on the ground got up too, leaning against the wall tremblingly, looking at the old man in Yamato Martial Arts Hall on the ground, his face trembling.

This old man is called Hattori Higashikawa, and he is the deputy head of the Budojo. He is also the strongest among several deputy heads, second only to the above head.

In particular, he is still a member of the Hattori family!

Kimura didn't know what kind of changes would happen to Yamato Budojo and what kind of shock would happen to the Japanese martial arts world when he went back this time.

Pairs of eyes watched Wang Hengxiao's figure disappear upstairs, and he could still hear Wang Hengxiao's very regular footsteps. No one dared to speak or move. When the footsteps disappeared in the corridor, more than ten I hurriedly carried the injured inside, went to the official staff who led the team this time, and let them deal with it.

…………… Below the corridor.

There were three people standing all the time, witnessing the whole process.

The three of Hong Bo gave up taking the elevator and went up the stairs. Although it was a little higher, it was the insistence of the warriors. They saw this scene as soon as they entered the corridor.

"What a strong, domineering young man."

Hong Bo didn't know whether he was happy or worried, and said in a deep voice: "There are people like this here. In this international martial arts conference, China is the only one. I know that China's martial arts background is unmatched by any country. They didn’t pay much attention to this martial arts conference for two years, but now that they really pay attention, masters will emerge in endlessly and win forever, remember that if you face this person, you will just admit defeat.”

Both Zhou Changsheng and Hong Xueyi were also full of shock and horror.

"I think he's better than grandpa."

There are many lights in Hong Xueyi's eyes, and he is very curious, can China produce such a powerful young master?Is there any future achievement?

Zhou Changsheng squeezed his fist fiercely, and said in a deep voice, "I won't admit defeat."

Even though he knew that he didn't have the slightest power to resist, Zhou Changsheng had to let himself have an unyielding fighting spirit, otherwise it would be difficult to go on the road of warrior in the future.

Hong Bo shook his head and walked up with the two young people. Several Japanese hurried out of the way, fearing that they would bump into the three Chinese. What happened just now happened again. Hong Bo and the three of them were a little interesting to watch.

Hong Bo said in a low voice: "At the end of the Qing Dynasty, the three great mythological masters created the mythical era of martial arts. After a hundred years of accumulation, a new mythical era may be coming. It is difficult for me, Hongmen, to do well."

………………… Wang Hengxiao had just returned to his room and sat down when there was a knock on the door.

Standing at the door were Wei Fangping, Shi Xin, two apparently Japanese, several Americans, and Han Ming.

"It was him. He wounded and killed our player. This is murder. I demand that the US government severely punish the murderer. The Chinese government must publicly apologize to us and compensate for the loss."

A middle-aged Japanese man in a suit spoke fluent English and looked at Wang Hengxiao with anger and integrity.

(To be continued)