Martial arts, starting from playing Feng Yuxiu!

As for the people in Chinatown, there are at least two hundred chefs who go out to stalls on the side of the road.In the case of a huge difference in the number of people, I don't know who gave them the courage to act vigorously in front of this behemoth.

After sending the two away to move the car, Bruce Lee focused on the leader of Berlin Street.

He lifted his steps and walked towards the leader of Berlin Street.

Immediately, everyone on Berlin Street stared at Bruce Lee vigilantly.

It is not without reason that the two forces have not started fighting for a long time.

The people in Berlin Street dare not confront Chinatown at all, and can only consume the people in Chinatown in this dry way.

Standing in front of the leader of Berlin Street, Bruce Lee said, "You have seriously hindered me! Now I give you two choices."

"One, get the people with you out of Chinatown immediately. Two, fight with me, and if you win, I'll let you go!"

The leader was hesitant, so Bruce Lee threw a nunchaku on his chin, knocked him over, and said, "Why do you have so many things to do, you have to hesitate for a long time. If you don't have that skill in the future, don't do porcelain work." .”

"Boy, you are looking for death!" The people on Berlin Street saw that their boss was beaten, and immediately became angry, and rushed over to Bruce Lee.

Nearly thirty people rushed towards Bruce Lee.

People in Chinatown are happy and at ease, watching the excitement from the sidelines.

Although the number of people is large, but Bruce Lee can deal with it, and it is no problem to win.

In the group battle where one person singled out many people, Bruce Lee felt as if he had entered the land of no one.

After a burst of screams, everyone on Berlin Street, none of whom was standing, fell to the ground and howled.

Everyone looked at Bruce Lee in shock, as if they were looking at a monster.

After all, the combat power must be strong enough to challenge nearly thirty people with one's own strength.

Then he shouted at the people in Chinatown: "What are you still doing in a daze! Come here and carry him out!"

Only then did everyone wake up like a dream, and quickly lifted him up and threw him out of Chinatown.

Bruce Lee was in Chinatown, and gradually some people called him the boss.

……

Bruce Lee came to Chinatown. In less than a month, he challenged countless gymnasiums in the entire Xicheng District where Chinatown is located. He was invincible. In the circle, he is also a magical existence.

After challenging the Xicheng District, Bruce Lee set his sights on the Beicheng District, which is the most prosperous area in the entire M city. The economic and trade zone and the CBD are all in the Beicheng District.

There are only two martial arts gyms in Beicheng District, one is a karate gym run by a native of country M, and the other is a sumo club run by Ying country.

Speaking of sumo wrestling, such a picture flashed through Bruce Lee's mind 0 ..

The two lumps of fat pouted their buttocks and jumped together, trying to push each other out of the circle with all their strength.

Suddenly, I felt a chill in my heart.

Therefore, Bruce Lee's first stop in Beicheng District was the karate gym.

At noon, Bruce Lee was standing under a building. Looking from bottom to top, there were 34 floors in total, and the 2nd to 6th floors were all karate halls. The area, number of people, and scale were much larger than those of the Sanda League.

I couldn't help but have a suggestion in my heart.

However, what should come will always come.

Bruce Lee walked straight into the karate gym, but he was stopped before entering the gate.

The security guard pushed Bruce Lee back two steps, and said, "Sir, please show your membership card, without your membership card, you cannot enter!"

Bruce Lee was stunned, and all his ambitions were blocked by a membership card.

After being stunned for a few seconds, Bruce Lee said slowly, "I don't have a membership card!"

The security guard said forcefully: "You can't enter the gym without a membership card, this gentleman, please go back!"

Bruce Lee was almost bluffed by him.

Ah hit!

With a loud shout, Bruce Lee knocked down the security guard with a punch.

Then he said to the security guard, "I'm here to kick the club, what kind of membership card do I need, and it's enough to save face if you don't beat the people in your club to be disabled!"

The security guard held his stomach in pain and rolled on the ground.

Those who passed by the gate inside rushed out immediately.

Staring at Bruce Lee, he asked sharply, "Who are you? Why do you hurt people for no reason?"

A cruel smile curled up on the corner of Bruce Lee's mouth, and he said, "It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that today I'm kicking the gym!"

After the words fell, he stepped forward vigorously, greeted the person with his fists and feet, and was kicked into the gymnasium in the end, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

Bruce Lee walked slowly into the karate gym.

The area inside is unimaginably large, and it is not comparable to a place like the Sanda League. Entering it, Bruce Lee had the illusion that he was a country bumpkin, and he didn't know how to put his hands and feet.

"Boy, don't look at the place when you find faults! Our karate gym is not something you can afford!".

Chapter 149

"Boy, don't look at the place when you find faults! Our karate gym is not something you can afford!" The person who spoke was a young Caucasian guy.

The young man had a haughty expression on his face. When the other people in the gym saw him coming, they seemed to have found the backbone, and they all flinched behind him. There was a red belt around his waist, which showed his status in the karate gym. Not low.

Bruce Lee took a step forward, raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm here to kick the hall, it doesn't matter if you are the king or the queen mother, if you beat you, you will be the younger brother!"

The young man looked at Bruce Lee contemptuously, and said, "Looking for death!"

Bruce Lee opened his arms in a parrying pose.

The young man strode forward and punched Bruce Lee's vitals.

Bang!

The two fists faced each other, and the slightly long hair on Bruce Lee's head was blown by the wind of the fist.

The boy took two steps back uncontrollably, feeling as if his fist had hit an iron plate, his arm went numb, and he shook it.

When he looked at Bruce Lee again, there was a trace of fear in his eyes.

　02 Don't dare to attack rashly again.

However, Bruce Lee didn't give him this chance, he rushed in front of the young man with both fists, straight to the young man's face.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

In the stadium at this moment, the sound of fists and feet colliding can be heard endlessly.

Bruce Lee and the white guy fought hard, but anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Bruce Lee clearly had the upper hand, and it was a crushing fight, and the white guy was just struggling to support that's all.

In less than 5 minutes, the white boy was slammed to the ground, and Bruce Lee stepped on his chest.

"The level is far from enough! It's too tender to be my opponent!"

"Son of a bitch!"

Bruce Lee ignored him and looked around. The people in the arena looked a little shy, and laughed: "In such a big karate gym, there is no one who dares to stand up and fight me again."

After waiting for a while, he glanced contemptuously at the young man at his feet, and said, "Look at your karate gym, it's better not to open it, it's a bunch of cowards."

As soon as the words fell, Bruce Lee rushed directly into the crowd, forcing those who were cowering to fight him.

Fear is the strongest enemy.

No one dares to fight back!

Almost everyone in the karate gym on the second floor beat him to the ground.

At this moment, a middle-aged man came down from the stairs on the third floor, wearing a blue belt.

The middle-aged man looked at the mess in the venue.

Sharp eyes shot at Bruce Lee, a stern look flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice, "Young man, do you know where this is?"

Bruce Lee said: "I don't care where you are, either beat me or be defeated by me!"

The middle-aged man laughed, laughed at Bruce Lee's brashness, and even laughed at his ignorance. Bruce Lee's existence was as weak as an ant in his eyes.

But is that really the case?

"It's good for young people to have ideas, but don't be too arrogant! It's easy to stumble!"

A smile curled up on the corner of Bruce Lee's mouth, and he said, "There's so much nonsense! Come here, let's see the truth!"

The middle-aged man put away his smile, his eyes were micron, shot a fierce light, and said in a deep voice: "If that's the case, don't blame me for bullying you, little doll!"

As soon as the words fell, the middle-aged man strode forward vigorously, leaped up, jumped one meter high, and punched Bruce Lee with overwhelming force.

Before the fist arrives, the fist wind arrives first.

Its power was so great that it frightened everyone to hold on to the pain on their bodies, jumped up from the ground, and quickly backed away to make room for the two of them, for fear that they would be affected.

When Bruce Lee meets the strong, he is strong, and he greeted him with a punch.

Bang!

The two fists faced each other, and both bodies trembled slightly, taking two steps back.

Bruce Lee's arm was in pain from being bumped, and he trembled slightly in an invisible corner.

The middle-aged man on the opposite side was not much better.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and there was a hint of amusement in his eyes.

Looking at the entire city of M, there are not many of them. Bruce Lee has such skills at such an age, and his future is limitless.

He didn't even realize that there was a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

After adjusting for a moment, Bruce Lee immediately attacked again like a hungry wolf pounced on a tiger.

Both of them were at the level of grandmasters, and they were at odds with each other for a while.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The white guy who was defeated by Bruce Lee and other people in the gym couldn't hide their shock.

"What is the origin of this kid? It's amazing to be able to play with Coach Steven for such a long time!"

"Guess, whether Coach Steven will win or this kid will win!"

"You'd better pray that Coach Steven wins! Let this kid succeed in the gymnasium. In the next few days, Coach Steven may explode again!"

"Yeah, if that kid wins, where will we put the face of our gymnasium in the future!"

"Isn't there still Coach Mike? No more, Coach Chris!"

Coach Steven is the middle-aged man who is fighting against Bruce Lee.

There are a total of three floors in the Karate gym, and each floor will have a head coach, and Steven is the head coach of this floor.

While everyone was talking, the contest between Bruce Lee and the middle-aged man had gradually come to an end.

Steven's karate is level 4, while Bruce Lee has karate, Jeet Kune Do, etc. He has too many advantages over him in terms of moves, and Bruce Lee is obviously superior to him in terms of speed and physical strength.

Five minutes later, Steven fell to the ground again by Bruce Lee, looking a little embarrassed.

This is the fifth time.

In the end, Steven sighed, was supported by the students to stand up, and said, "I lost!" His expression was a little lonely.

After all, whoever is defeated by someone who is much younger than him will inevitably feel a little bit unfair, not to mention that he was defeated in front of all his students, and he is so embarrassing.

It was not easy for Bruce Lee to win this competition.

He took a breath, clasped his fists and said, "Accepted!"

After speaking, without pausing for a moment, he went straight to the third floor.

Next, he still has a few fierce fights to fight.