Chapter 1030

The sacred wind martial arts school is actually a tea house, which gathers the most pure tea ceremony and martial arts in Japan. Although the tea ceremony was introduced into Japan from ancient China, after thousands of years of development, the Japanese people have not found it before. They have added some things to the original tea ceremony, which also has another artistic flavor.

When yehaoxuan arrived, he saw that Chen Yu and several aristocratic family children of his age had been waiting here. These children yehaoxuan vaguely remembered that they were the small followers he followed when he taught Xuefeng a lesson last time, but now most of them have defected to Chen Yu.

Yehaoxuan nodded to himself. Chen Yu grew up fast enough. It's not easy to bring his former discordant peers into his own camp so quickly. It's hard to cultivate him. This boy is also a piece of material. Anyway, he's enlightened now.

"Brother in law, you're here. I thought you weren't coming." Chen Yu was overjoyed when he saw yehaoxuan, and ran over. The elders of several children behind him were severely punished by their parents because they had lost some health wine, so they saw yehaoxuan immediately and respectfully call ye Shao.

"Let's go." Yehaoxuan nodded expressionless and followed Chen Yu into the tea house.

This tea house is a combination of martial arts school and tea ceremony. When I walked in, I saw that the hall was very spacious, with wooden floors on the ground and a huge word "Wu" in front.

The second floor is a circular cloister with boxes on it. Sitting there, you can clearly see the performances in the hall. Chen Yu leads yehaoxuan to a box on the second floor, and everyone sits in the box.

Sitting on the edge of the corridor, yehaoxuan saw that the hall was empty. He couldn't help wondering, "according to your urination, shouldn't there be some programs here?"

"My brother-in-law, there will be a song and dance performance. They are all geisha from Japan. After the performance, they will get to the point. There will be a competition. The bodyguards brought by the big bosses here can challenge their karate masters. The winner will have a huge bonus." Chen Yu explained.

Yehaoxuan nodded. The Japanese people have really taken an unusual path. But he was curious. Shouldn't the murzheng family develop medicine in China? Why do you open a teahouse martial arts school here? What the hell are they doing?

With doubts, ye haoxuan drank a cup of tea slowly. He told Chen Yu, "there is something in the trunk of my car, wrapped in white cloth. It is two feet long. Go and get it for me."

Chen Yu took the key and ran away. A moment later, he brought what ye haoxuan wanted. It was a rectangle. Ye haoxuan threw it under the table.

"Brother in law, what is this? It's very heavy." Chen Yu asked.

"You'll know in a minute." Yehaoxuan smiled.

At this moment, a waiter dressed in pink kimono came over, half knelt at the table and began to make tea for the people. She was a tea expert here. Her movements were very skillful and dazzling. A moment later, a pot of fragrant tea was made. She bowed forward deeply, revealing a large amount of snow-white on her chest, and said a Japanese word.

"In Chinese, Lao Tzu is Chinese, and I can't understand your bird language." Chen Yu stared.

The waiter was startled. She was Japanese, so Japanese women took care of her. She quickly said in the more curt Chinese language, "please take your time."

"Get out, you don't have to be here." Yehaoxuan waved. He didn't like this place full of Japanese culture. He wouldn't have come here if he hadn't wanted to find out what the hell Murakami Yimu was doing.

He has checked the information of Murakami yiki in advance. He is indeed the direct descendant of the Murakami family. Murakami zuosu is his father. However, the boy doesn't like to practice medicine. He has followed the family's Ninja to practice ninja and karate since childhood. His strength is ominous. However, the Japanese who have been indoctrinated with the essence of Bushido since childhood should not be very poor.

After drinking tea for a while, it was already nine o'clock. A row of geisha wearing kimonos and holding various musical instruments came on the stage. The music changed. Another group of geisha wearing colorful kimonos and holding folding fans came on the stage and danced with the song.

Yehaoxuan feels that the geisha dance is boring, and only a few slow movements, and most of them take fans as the theme. Some so-called upper class people think that this is art, but he thinks that this is dog shit.

It was not easy. When these geisha who were dancing slowly in place retired, and people wearing Samurai uniforms went up to clean up the tables and chairs on the scene, this was the point.

A young man with a gloomy look walked to the center of the field. His expression was a little proud. The good feeling emanating from his bones made people have the impulse to beat him.

"This is Murakami yiki of the kingdom of Japan. He is very powerful. Last time, a big boss bodyguard was born as a special forces soldier and was dismissed by him. His moves are extremely vicious. It is estimated that only my masters can compare with him." Chen Yu whispered in yehaoxuan's ear.

Since joining Yuanying, Chen Yu has been abused like a dog by wangtiezhu and others. However, his strength has improved and his temper has grown. He obviously feels the changes before and after training, so he is willing to stay there and regards several people as his masters.

"Just this boy, I'm going to match your Shifu and them?" Ye haoxuan glanced at Chen Yu obliquely and said, "you haven't seen their real strength. Although this boy seems to have murderous spirit, he pretends to be forced to act. He just puts on airs. He's not like your masters. His evil spirit is all murderous."

"Er... I really can't tell. I just think the Japanese people are unusual and have a lot of momentum." Chen Yu was stunned.

"What kind of momentum can he have? A real expert gives people the feeling that he is motionless, rather than showing his murderous spirit. If it is an expert's duel, his breath can't be hidden well, and he can't hide from the other side's killing moves." Ye haoxuan shook his head and said, "this boy is still too crazy."

"Brother in law, there is still such a saying." Chen Yu suddenly realized: "can I understand that the more you look at a humble person, the more likely you are to be a master?"

"Yes, just like our real masters in China. They are calm and look ordinary. But in fact, they have reached the acme of their cultivation. Their breath is integrated with heaven and earth. Every movement and silence is in harmony with heaven. That is an expert. Although he has a few skills, he is just a rusty pillow." Yehaoxuan said.

"So it is." Chen Yu nodded thoughtfully.

"I'm very glad that you can come to our sacred wind martial arts school. As the host here, I feel very harmonious. I come from Dahe nationality. We Dahe nationality are brave and forge ahead. I'm here to open the martial arts school to promote the cultural exchanges between China and Japan. Therefore, all of you are people of status. If your people can beat anyone in our martial arts school, they will get rich rewards 。” Murakami Yimu, speaking stiff Chinese, arched his hands around the circular corridor on the second floor.

"My brother-in-law... Go up and kill him. He won't be able to stand up tonight." Chen Yu rubbed his hands excitedly.

"Don't worry. Let's see what kind of tricks they are playing." Yehaoxuan smiled and drank his tea without delay.

"OK..." Chen Yu had to restrain his excitement and sat down quietly.

As Murakami yiki's voice fell, a big man in a suit came down from the box on the second floor. The big man was nearly two meters tall. The Japanese man who fought was at most one meter six or seven. He looked like a doll in front of him.

The big man threw off his suit, clenched his fists and posed in a position commonly used by boxers. The big man was originally a black fist. He had won 18 consecutive victories and was liked by a big boss, so he hired him as a bodyguard at a high price.

The Japanese who went to war looked like monkeys in front of him. He looked gloomy, bowed to the big man, and the two of them posed.

The proportions of the two men were not equal at all. The big man posed for a few times, then glanced at the Japanese contemptuously and said, "come here."

His words caused a burst of laughter from the guests in the box. Is this fight still necessary? The big man's fist is like a sandbag. It is estimated that the Japanese people's small body was knocked over by him with one punch. The difference between their height and weight is too great. The Japanese people's small body is bound to suffer.

The Japanese man didn't say a word. He suddenly ran forward a few steps, jumped up, shouted loudly in the air, and hit the big man on the head with his knees. His moves were extremely fierce, just like a poisonous snake lying in the dark. The opponent who entangled him when he shot had no power to fight back.

Bang... The big man leaned back, and the knee was heavily pressed against his chest. He gave a groan and stepped back. The Japanese people held his shoulder like octopus, and their right hand fiercely cut off the big man's throat.

The big man lifted his hands, grasped the Japanese man's body and threw it away. The Japanese man rolled in midair, and then with the help of his strength, his body image was like a spring and he jumped back.

The man's dexterity is far less than that of the Japanese. Before he could react, the Japanese had crossed their legs and rode on his neck. Then he shouted loudly, slapped his right elbow down heavily, and quickly backed down.

The big man's body was fierce, and his face showed a look of horror. Then his eyes were bloody red, and he fell to the ground soft, without breath.

Then two people came forward and dragged the man down. The Japanese man bowed again and retired without saying a word.