The wind picked up, and just as the game was about to begin, a breeze blew from the sky, bringing a touch of coolness to the heated scene.
Everyone stared at the two people on the court, unable to take their eyes away.
On the field, Zhao Wuji, who was wearing a traditional Chinese robe, and Jiang Yiming, who was wearing a high-end training uniform, stood opposite each other and silently confronted each other.
Unlike Jiang Yiming's anger, Zhao Wuji still looked lazy.
Such a scene, this kind of opponent, is really not interesting.
Zhao Wuji's attitude is different in the eyes of others.
Some people think it is self-confidence.
Only a huge self-confidence can be so dismissive.
Some people think it is pretentious.
Some people think Zhao Wuji is self-righteous.
Only a few martial arts seniors showed solemn expressions.
"Come on, let me make the first move."
Zhao Wuji said simply when he saw that Jiang Yiming remained motionless.
When Jiang Yiming heard this, he became even more angry and couldn't help shouting, as if he wanted to release all the anger in his heart.
He rushed towards Zhao Wuji, "The steps are still steady and strong, and the momentum is not bad, but he is a bit timid and cannot use his full strength."
Zhao Wuji commented in a leisurely manner.
For such an opponent, Zhao Wuji really didn't want to waste too much time.
When Jiang Yiming came closer, he took a step forward like lightning, raised his hand, and slapped him with a slap in the face.
Everyone saw Zhao Wuji move and didn't see clearly what was going on.
They heard a snapping sound, and then saw Jiang Yiming flying five or six meters away.
His face was pale, his jaw had been dislocated, and his mouth was full of teeth.
With blood gushing out, he struggled a few times and fell to the ground again.
His head was drooping, and he obviously had no fighting ability.
Shocked, the whole audience was shocked It is said that hitting someone is shameless, but the dignified young man of the Jiang family, the dignified No. 1 martial arts champion of Jinghua University, the dignified youth group fighting champion of the Capital City, could not resist at once, and was actually slapped and sent flying.
Not to mention the laymen like the students around, even the experts who were invited to do the notarization, the martial arts seniors couldn't understand what Zhao Wuji used.
It was too fast and too simple, and no one understood it.
Perhaps, only Sun Ruhai, who is familiar with Zao Wuji's martial arts methods, knows that the move just now is the "Xiong Pai" created by Zhao Wuji.
It does not belong to any martial arts method.
It looks like it is all at once, but in fact it has a unique The use of angles and strength, how to understand these things, unless someone is stronger than Zhao Wuji, but I don't know if such a person exists, anyway, Zhao Wuji has not met him so far.
A doctor had already run up to check the situation.
Zhao Wuji knew his own strength.
With Jiang Yiming's strength, he could still withstand it, but he had lost all his teeth and had temporarily lost the ability to fight again today.
The game was over. .
Sun Jingshu walked up quietly and said in a low voice: "Instructor Zhao, you don't want to slap someone in the face.
Are you jealous because his face is prettier than yours?"
"Really?
Who said you can't slap me in the face?
I like to slap you in the face.
Just do what you should do.
If you don't ask, if you don't want to compete, then give up."
Zhao Wuji said calmly.
Sun Jingshu rolled her eyes at the man who lacked a sense of humor and ran up to him.
After a while of negotiation, he realized that the man really didn't have the strength to fight and gave up.
Jiang Yiming was immediately carried into the ambulance by the ambulance crew, who honked the siren and ran away.
The scene soon became quiet.
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Everyone knew that there was still a fight to be fought here, and it was also a battle with the Japanese from neighboring countries.
He was the director of the karate club, and his martial arts skills were unfathomable.
How could such a scene leave even the Jiang family members alone?
He didn't leave, but he looked at Zhao Wuji with deep hatred in his eyes.
Zhao Wuji was indifferent and asked in a low voice: "Will the signed certificates cause disputes between the two countries?"
When Sun Jingshu heard this, she suddenly realized that Funakoshi Takeo was not a native of the country, nor was he a native of the country.
He could not proceed in the agreed way.
She quickly asked relevant people to call the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and the Japanese Embassy in China to explain.
Diplomatic disputes are a troublesome matter after all.
This takes time, and the competition was postponed for two hours.
Zhao Wuji abandoned the occasion outside and ran to the Chinese martial arts gym to have tea with Sun Ruhai.
Although Sun Ruhai didn't come forward directly, many martial arts seniors outside were close friends and came because of Sun Ruhai's reputation.
He couldn't be too detached, right?
Lin Yu, who had been watching from the sidelines, was overjoyed when he saw his lover blowing Jiang Yiming away with a slap, but he became a little worried when he thought about the rumored powerful Takeo Funakoshi.
Sun Jingshu was hosting outside.
Taking advantage of this gap, Sun Jingshu started promoting the Chinese martial arts martial arts school and asked the original coaches of the martial arts school to perform on stage and ask the martial arts seniors for guidance.
The martial arts seniors were very happy for such an occasion.
It felt like I was back when I was young, and many students were attracted to come for consultation, and time passed quickly.
Soon, people from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and the embassy in China sent representatives over.
After understanding the situation, they learned that this battle was no longer a simple personal competition and exchange, but a battle between national martial arts and a battle between nations.
No one dared to say anything about canceling the event.
There were thousands of students and media reporters around.
After a lot of fiddling, the time was almost right, and after some certification and notarization, the game started.
Except for the addition of national officials, the field was no different from the previous one.
The two sides of the competition entered the scene, and there was some commotion.
Zhao Wuji glanced around and couldn't help but think of the movie Huo Yuanjia he watched two days ago.
The descendants of China have no shortage of quarrels, but as long as foreigners are involved, they can unite like never before. , couldn't help but feel warm.
It seems that this competition must not only win, but also win beautifully, and win so that everyone feels happy.
Suddenly I remembered what Sun Jingshu said, and I was a little worried in my heart, and I couldn't help showing a faint smile. .
Funakoshi Takeo is not Jiang Yiming.
He has experienced hundreds of battles and has extraordinary strength.
He is more calm when encountering a battle.
He carefully watches Zao Wuji's every movement and expression, eager to discover something from it.
The two men gave the host's order and the competition officially began.
No one expected that this time the two of them almost moved and rushed towards each other.
Zhao Wuji stared at each other, feeling the opponent's muscle beating, pulse and heartbeat, judging the opponent's moves and strength, and waiting for the opponent.
When he was still three meters away from him, Zhao Wuji suddenly accelerated and, like a cheetah, leaped to the opponent.
Takeo Funakoshi saw the opponent speeding up to grab the power and immediately defended, but he didn't expect it to be so fast.
He couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
In this stunned moment, in only about a tenth of a second, he heard a loud snap. , the slap hurt, I felt dizzy, and stars appeared in my eyes.
"No," Takeo Funakoshi knew that he had been hit, so he quickly jumped back in order to avoid the opponent's continuous attacks and buy himself some time to recover.
Unfortunately, this time he encountered Zhao Wuji, who pays most attention to continuous attacks. , a person who will never give up until the target is killed.
In the competition with Jiang Yiming, he was one of his own after all, and there was no deep grudge.
In order to control himself and not kill the opponent, he had no choice but to slap him away.
But when he met Takeo Funakoshi, it was completely different.
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There was no such consideration.
One move was successful, and the other hand followed the round and struck hard. snap It was another big slap.
This slap was not only slapped on the face of Takeo Funakoshi, but also slapped on the faces of everyone present.
Everyone was shocked by Zao Wuji's cruel slap and couldn't help but quietly touch their own faces.
It was as if that slap was slapped on his face. snap Another slap passed by, and the teeth and the school flew together in the air, blooming into a beautiful red azalea.
People related to Takeo Funakoshi were surprised.
They really couldn't understand why Takeo Funakoshi didn't even have the slightest intention to fight back.
That young man is so powerful, but he looks very ordinary.
Who could know that Zhao Wuji has now reached the state of returning to basics and returning to his true nature.
Unless Zhao Wuji is extremely powerful, it is impossible to see through Zhao Wuji's strength. snap There was another loud noise.
Sun Jingshu looked at the man with some excitement.
With a single move of her hand, she beat the master of a generation until he was unable to fight back.
Moreover, she still slapped him.
This man was really, really violent.
The surrounding students began to get excited.
Everyone shouted, shouted, cheered, and shouted, "Beat the little devil."
Zhao Wuji was too lazy to exert any more effort.
He had the sixth level of luck in his hand and slapped it with a big palm, leaving only an afterimage of his palm in the air. bang dong After the big slap, I saw Takeo Funakoshi flying seven or eight meters away like a flying paper kite, landing on the ground with a dull sound, and fell to the ground motionless.
Oh wow - Everyone around looked at the ending in surprise.
They were all surprised.
Could it be that the legendary and powerful master was slapped to death like this?
The scene soon started to move.
Sun Jingshu and the notary also came forward to check.
After a lot of trouble, it was determined that Funakoshi had no strength to fight anymore.
His neck was twisted.
It looked like he had to be sent to the hospital immediately if he wanted to survive.
That worked, so another car pulled Takeo Funakoshi away.
Zhao Wuji glanced at Sun Sheng, the leader of the Mantis Sect, coldly.
He saw that the other person's eyes were flickering, and he was not the kind of villain who would hold on to people.
He was too lazy to say anything more, and left the rest to Sun Jingshu.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Lin Yu's excited look, so he walked over, held hands with Lin Yu, walked inside, and went to have tea with Sun Ruhai.
Sun Jingshu woke up from the shock, announced the end of the competition and the winner, and that someone would handle the relevant procedures.
She quickly announced the reopening of the Chinese martial arts gym and the hiring of Zhao Wuji's Chinese martial arts instructor.
After welcoming everyone to sign up, she hurriedly took care of things.
The martial arts seniors went in to drink tea.
After everyone heard that Sun Ruhai was waiting for everyone in the inner room, they all laughed and walked into the Chinese martial arts gym to chat with old friends.
The Jiang family members left in a hurry with resentment.
Everyone knew that their hatred for each other was getting deeper and deeper. 160420oshow7: