Chapter 897

It's just that Wang Yong injured the elder martial brother of the Taoist school. He even wanted to use them as the test stone for accepting apprentices!

Can these arrogant trickle down disciples endure such humiliation?

"Close the door!"

Suddenly a voice rang out, and then two trickling disciples came forward and closed the door of the Taoist hall.

The tourists outside the door are looking at it vigorously, and they are suddenly turned away from the door. They can't help complaining one by one.

But trickle down disciples have no expression on their faces, which is different from the previous enthusiasm for tourists.

Boom, the wooden door was tightly closed, and the hall became dark for a time.

The elder martial brother struggled to stand up, and his eyes were full of anger. He pointed to a badge on the wall of the Taoist hall and said, "this is the sign of our Taoist hall, cherry blossom and flowing water. Cherry blossom is the Oriental national flower. When it blooms, everyone will be impressed by its beauty. When it withers, no flower will miss the branches and fall together. The reason why master chose cherry blossom as the symbol of Taoist school in those years was that cherry blossom represented the spirit of our Oriental Bushido: death without any memory, death without scruples, death without hesitation! And now, your insult has made us feel the coming of this moment! Today, never die

"Never die

"Never die

"Never die

All the disciples in the Taoist hall cried out in unison, deafening.

Everyone's eyes are filled with a sense of death belief, as if they are really facing a desperate situation, ready to break up with the enemy.

Strands of faith gathered into a huge momentum, oppressing Wang Yong, yinglang, and luochanu.

"Good... Terrible." Yinglang couldn't help but feel a touch of fear and quietly stepped back.

Even the Rocha women suddenly changed color, and their eyes were less playful and more dignified.

There are hundreds of people in this trickle down Gallery in Kyoto, standing in a row and shouting together, just like facing an army. If hundreds of people regardless of the rules all rush up, even if you can fight the master, you can't help but hate on the spot.

The elder martial brother's face is overcast. He looks at the expressions of yinglang and Luocha girl, and the corners of his mouth flash a little.

Trickle down the road hall, it is so good to play!

At the beginning of the establishment of the Taoist temple, Chuanyue Yifu hired the divine officials of the shrine to design a special structure for the Taoist temple.

Usually, the door is open and you can't feel anything. But once the door was closed, the Taoist temple immediately turned into a gloomy and terrifying Torah.

It is impossible for the enemy who is imprisoned to be unaffected. As long as they are affected, they will not be able to exert their real strength.

This is the so-called "potential".

Now, the disciples of trickle down school are trying to expand this "potential" to a terrible degree.

Their eyes were devout, their mouths were wide open, their voices were hoarse, and they were singing a song.

"How many hardships do you have in your life

Get rid of fame and wealth

Cultivate mind, cultivate martial arts, guard against arrogance and rashness

No escape for the enemy!

Attack, the glory of karate!

War, the pride of Bushido!

……”

This is a song specially used to describe karate. At the moment, it is sung by a hundred people, with a great momentum of unity, and it is thundering and suppressing on the top of Wang Yong's head.

For a moment, it's difficult to breathe in the ashram.

Where has yinglang seen such a battle?

Crus a strength of soft, repeatedly shiver, before the heroic spirit is all gone.

"Pa"!

With a clear sound of stepping on the ground, the disciple named and challenged by Wang Yong came out.

High spirited, eyes excited, just like fighting chicken blood.

He didn't say a word, but he was singing karate songs in his mouth. Then he pointed at yinglang and motioned yinglang to come forward to die.

Yinglang is trembling and pale. He has no strength to step forward. How dare he fight?

"Old... Teacher... How to do?" Yinglang stammered and asked Wang Yongdao.

Wang Yong looks calm, suddenly asked yinglang: "can you sing?"

Yinglang reluctantly nodded: "yes... But people say that I sing to death."

"Can you sing the song" the Great Wall will never fall "

"Yes..." yinglang nodded.

"Then sing, and I'll give you a start." As Wang Yong said this, his tone suddenly rose, like a ray of voiceless sound in the torrential rain, penetrating the heavy rain curtain and reaching everyone's ears.

"After a hundred years of sleep, Chinese people are waking up

Open your eyes and watch out

Who would like to admit himself

For fear and forbearance

People's pride is growing

……”

At first, yinglang was still full of fear and did not dare to sing with Wang Yong.

It was not until Wang Yong sang a passage and reached the Gaochao part of the song "the Great Wall will never fall" that yinglang suddenly burst out with a burst of courage, his voice and tone.

His eyes were shining and his expression was firm, as if he had spent all his life trying to shout out these words.

"Open your mouth and shout

This is the whole country

Robbers have always wanted to invade

He will die in the end

The great wall will never fall.

The Yellow River is surging for thousands of miles

……

Let's get out of the way and wave

We should strive for national rejuvenation

How can our land be trampled on again

"Everyone takes on a mission"

After singing, yinglang's voice has exceeded his limit, Wang Yong, and the chorus of all the disciples in the trickle down gallery.

Yinglang's impassioned voice, like an unyielding axe, suddenly broke the dark curtain of repression in the ashram and split a ray of light.

The onlooker could not help but be moved, and her face was full of surprise and moving color.

She never thought that a single song can inspire a person's inner courage, let him have the courage to face hundreds of people alone!

Perhaps, this is no turning back?

Patta!

Yinglang suddenly stepped forward and stood in front of the disciple of Daoguan like a fearless arhat.

"Let the land be trampled down again, and the sleeping lion is waking up!"

Yinglang roars out the last two lyrics. The next moment, the whole person is just like a lion, pouncing on it fiercely.

It's fit and fierce. It's exactly what Wang Yong did when he bumped into elder martial brother Fei.

The Taoist disciple who stood up thought that yinglang had been subdued. He didn't feel that yinglang could get rid of the pressure at all. Caught off guard, he was hit by yinglang.

"Surprise! Play! Shake! Blow it up

Four words burst out of yinglang's mouth, and then the disciple flew out like a broken kite.

He fell to the ground and showed his teeth in pain.

Yinglang stepped forward, kneeling against the disciple's throat, and hit him with a fist.

At the same time, he yelled: "I can't accept it! Don't accept it

But the blood is surging up, and it's hard to control for a while.

Seeing yinglang's fist fall on the disciple, he beat the disciple and screamed. Half of his face became swollen.

At this time, the other disciples in the Taoist hall also had no idea of singing. They were all stunned, watching the scene, which was unbelievable.

Is this the same guy who was shivering just now?

Is this still the man who has a lot of brute force and no skill?

Mr. Ogawa is also an old disciple of the Taoist school. He was beaten by a novice who has been learning for only ten minutes. He has no fighting power?

What's the matter with the world?

The elder martial brother's face was blue and black, and his chest fluctuated sharply. It was obvious that he was extremely angry.

Well planned home momentum, so broken?

With such a rotten song?

"I, no, I don't!" The elder master seems to be answering yinglang's questions and venting his anger.

He roared, stepped forward, cut his right hand into a knife and cut his neck.

Being immersed in the pleasure of beating, yinglang didn't expect the elder martial brother to sneak attack.

When he realized that it was too late, the eldest martial brother's hand knife had already arrived.

"It's over. It's really dead!" Yinglang cried out feebly.

But then a voice burst in his ear, but it was Wang Yong.

"If you don't agree, hold it for me!"

The voice was cold and emotionless.

Wang Yong made a strange shape in his right hand. It was like a bronze tripod. It weighed more than a kilo, but it was fast.

In the twinkling of an eye, I met the big elder martial brother's hand knife.

Wang Yong's gesture changed, like a copper cauldron upside down, and he pressed his elder martial brother's wrist with a thousand pounds of force.

Click!

A fine and continuous sound of broken bones rang out, which made everyone's heart tremble.

"Ah The elder martial brother wailed, and the wrist cut to yinglang was soft and could not be lifted any more.

Bang!

Wang Yong's gestures kept changing again, and he became a coming cauldron again, crashing into his elder martial brother Dantian.

The elder martial brother was shocked by electricity. He was stiff for about a second. He collapsed to the ground as if his skeleton had been broken.

"I avenged Xiao Jianglong for him!" Wang Yong finished, returned three meters away and said with a low brow.

The elder martial brother has no strength to respond to Wang Yong, just like a pool of mud lying on the ground.

"Elder martial brother!" Several disciples of the Taoist school were shocked and went forward to check.

One of them took one arm and reluctantly helped the elder martial brother up.

After lifting it, I found that there was a pool of urine on the ground, but there was a thick blood color in the urine.

All the disciples who saw this scene were shocked.

This shows that the eldest martial brother's kidney was punched through by Wang Yong! The elder martial brother was incontinent and urinated at the scene!

You know, elder martial brother is a master of dark energy. He has dark energy to protect his body.

How terrible is the power of one blow?

All the present disciples could not help but feel a sense of fear. The previous high spirit of Bushido fell to the bottom in an instant.

Luocha girl looked at Wang Yong's fist, her eyes showed a puzzled color: "why do I look familiar with this move?"

Wang Yong said with a smile: "this move is called inverted buckle Ding, which is adapted from your boxing intention. It's just more than a few times more powerful than your fist. "

Luocha girl's eyes flashed and she didn't speak. In my heart, I secretly recalled Wang Yonggang's gesture of "turning the cauldron upside down" and was ready to find an opportunity to practice it.

The power of this move is so great that Luocha women can see it more clearly than others.

Just now, Wang Yong used four parts of his strength to fight a dark power master. His kidney broke and he could not practice martial arts in the future. If you do your best, I'm afraid you can kill the elder martial brother directly, and you'll have to punch through half of his stomach.

Such an aggressive move can be used as an assassin's mace for a rainy day.

"Who else?" Seeing Wang Yong's ferocity, yinglang's spirit was greatly boosted. He jumped up from the disciples of the Taoist school and said in a loud voice.

Trickle other disciples, you see me, I see you, for a time silent, but no one dare to stand up to fight.

"No! A group of counsellors Yinglang is in a state of decline.

Although the disciples of trickle down hall were angry, they were helpless. I'm afraid no one can subdue Wang Yong's terror except the master ship Yue Yifu.

However, Chuanyue Yifu has disappeared for a long time, even the disciples of the main Daochang can't see him, but how can he appear on such occasions?

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